The chairman of the Merchants' Guild is at my home... Zhang Yuanqing stared at this message, his scalp tingling, his body trembling uncontrollably, and the sensation lasted for a long time. He wasn't afraid that his real identity would be uncovered. For a high-ranking semi-divine figure, slaying Yuan Shǐ Tian Zun would be a mere thought. Whether Yuan Shǐ Tian Zun's real name was Wang Tiezhu, Wang Dehua, Zhao Tieniu, or Li Erdan—whether he was just a wealthy second-generation son chasing a modest family goal, or a second-generation official son with a district chief father—made no difference at all. He wasn't afraid of his grandparents or his uncles and their family either. The chairman belonged to the Orderly faction and had a solid relationship with him; at most, they might use their family connections to exert some pressure, but they wouldn't arbitrarily harm ordinary people. What truly terrified Zhang Yuanqing was the revelation of his deceased father's identity. If one dug deeper into the identity of "Zhang Yuanqing," it would become clear that his father was named Zhang Zizhen—would that identity hold up under scrutiny? It wouldn't. As soon as Zhang Zizhen's true place of origin is uncovered and his relatives are identified, a simple inquiry will reveal the full story of his questionable childhood and youth. The origins and lineage of the "Xiao Yao" tradition will then become clear. Zhang Zizhen, being the secret of Zhang Tian Shi, will no longer be able to remain hidden. It is well known that the Xiao Yao organization once seized the core fragments of the Light Compass, and the chairman himself participated in the competition for the Compass, even resorting to a universal exchange ticket from the Universal Merchant House to single-handedly defeat three half-gods, ultimately sacrificing his entire family's wealth. This clearly demonstrates the chairman's deep longing for the Compass. If he knew that the Prime Origin Celestial Sovereign was actually the son of Zhang Tian Shi, he might have already possessed the core fragments of the Compass. With this thought in mind, Zhang Yuan hurriedly tucked his newly purchased phone into his coat pocket and looked toward the bedside: "Cuan Ya, I need to go home." At this moment, Cuan Ya had already regained her composed demeanor, her keen ability to observe and interpret subtle cues being a hallmark of a scout. She furrowed her brows and asked, " "The chairman of the Merchants' Association is at my house," Zhang Yuanqing smiled faintly. "At my grandparents' place." Guan Ya's expression shifted slightly. "Should we notify Fu Qingyang?" "No!" Zhang Yuanqing shook his head. "Right now, the chairman is a friend, not an enemy. If he were an enemy, even notifying your cousin wouldn't help. In fact, the fact that he sent a message at all is a sign of goodwill." If they were setting up ambushes, they wouldn't send any advance notice—when the Night Rose and the Southern School ambushed him on the plane, they didn't even leave a single hint. Guan Ya remained uneasy and insisted on going home with her boyfriend, but Zhang Yuanqing firmly refused. ... Ten minutes later, with the aid of the Wind-Runner gloves and the Star-Dashing technique, Zhang Yuanqing returned to his grandmother's home. A dreamlike glow of stars rose from the bedroom as he stepped in. As soon as he appeared, he turned toward the desk. The room was dark and featureless. At the ergonomic chair by the desk sat a man dressed in a Western cowboy style, as always, wearing his silver He kept his legs slightly bent, shifting his weight onto the back of the chair—his posture relaxed yet exuding a quiet, effortless command. Zhang Yuanqing gathered all his emotions and bowed immediately: "It's truly an honor to have the Chairman grace us with your presence. You should have come directly to Fu Family Village Villa—how could our modest abode possibly accommodate a figure of your stature!" …Zhang Yuanqing was completely stunned, unsure of what expression to convey in response to this news. He simply let go of all expression. In the silent stillness, he quietly absorbed this astonishing revelation and hesitantly asked, “All of this you’ve mentioned, yet I have no way to prove it.” The chairman didn’t reply immediately but asked instead, with a gentle smile: “You must have heard of my earlier feat of exchanging tickets from the Universal Commerce House to defeat three opponents at once. Considering that I’ve already achieved the extraordinary, how can the four peak masters of the Xiao Yao Organization claim the core fragments of the Light Compass? At that time, when half-gods from two major regions came out in force, how could the former White Tiger Marshal alone have held them off? It was only through my one-on-three victory, working in tandem with the White Tiger Marshal, that the Xiao Yao Organization secured the opportunity to withdraw from the battlefield and carry away the core fragments of the Compass. "Zhang Yuanqing moved his lips slightly," "It makes sense...," he thought for a moment, then said, "President, so you've always known my identity—knowing that I am the son of Zhang Zizhen. Therefore, did I see you when I was a child?" "Why do you think that?" the President asked. "Do you remember Minister Dianiana? I always feel strangely familiar with her, as if I've seen her before, long ago," Zhang Yuanqing said. "But it's impossible that I've ever met the senior executives of the Goddess Association. Now I understand—you and my father were old friends, and she was your lover. So, yes, I must have seen her when I was a child, right?" "Don't misrepresent me!" the President suddenly sat up straight, reacting strongly. "Dianiana and I are siblings—completely clear and honest." Having a lover from the Goddess Association—wasn't that the standard move among the top leaders of the First District? What was there to deny it? Zhang Yuanqing chuckled, "Then I must have misunderstood." "The chairman cleared his throat, as if he didn't want to delve further into his relationship with Diana, and changed the subject: 'Now, let's get to the main point. This concerns the ultimate secret of the spiritual realm, one of the core reasons I've invited you here today. Do you know what a half-god is?' 'Yes,' Zhang Yuanqing replied. 'A half-god is a group that holds partial administrative authority within the spiritual realm.' '...' This time, it was the chairman who looked bewildered, his eyes beneath the mask slightly glazed over. 'You already know this? That's unexpected!' 'It was the elder of the Xie family who told me.' 'Well...' the chairman nodded. 'That old man is indeed a straightforward fellow (a big talker). What else did he say?' Zhang Yuanqing then recounted the elder's description and his own speculations in full. 'Virus?' the chairman shook his head. 'It seems you're not from the computer field. That's not quite right—the evil faction isn't a virus. But it's true—it's not native to the spiritual realm. It's an invader.' The final incursion by the Evil faction occurred in ancient times, an invasion that ultimately led to the demise of the last Administrator, Nüwang. After that, the Spirit Realm vanished from the world. When it reemerged, it was over a hundred years ago—this time, the Spirit Realm had developed factions, and the Evil profession had emerged. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized: "Therefore, the conflict between the Lawful and the Evil factions is fundamentally about contesting dominance within the Spirit Realm. The Evil profession has gradually integrated into the Realm, giving rise to character cards and dedicated storylines for the Evil profession. The Spirit Realm, this 'game,' has now become a blend of both light and dark?" The President nodded slightly: "To win, the Lawful faction must restore the alignment of the sun, moon, and stars. That's why various organizations have chosen a qualified Night-Wanderer to invest in. The Five Elements Alliance invested in the head of Taiyuan, the Military Commander's Church invested in Lingtuo, and I, along with the Goddess Association, invested in the Mage King. Unfortunately, he didn't make it through the final stage." So the battle in which the demon king perished indeed involved many half-gods—far more than simply dying alongside the judge of illusions. Zhang Yuanqing asked, "How exactly did the demon king die?" The chairman sighed, "All I can tell you is that among those who participated in the battle, there were the headmaster of Tai Monastery, Ling Tu, myself, the northern sect's headmaster, the president of the Goddess Association, and several beings whose existence I cannot describe." Wow—this lineup rivals that of the Light Compass competition. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly understood, and then asked, "You mentioned earlier that the lawful faction needed the sun, moon, and stars to align in order to win. Yet why did the Commander of the Army also invest in Ling Tu?" This question had been troubling him for a long time. "The evil forces possess a strong invasive nature. When a lawful profession is tainted by these forces, it inevitably falls into decline. The character cards issued by the Spiritual Realm are, in essence, a form of protection for the Realm's travelers—specifically safeguarding lawful practitioners. When a lawful character faces a high-ranking evil profession, there exists a risk of invasion and contamination. For instance, the Fear Emperor of the General's Church. However, once a lawful half-deity gains full authority, no force in the world can corrode or weaken them. The only exception is the Night-Wanderer..." "Alright, boy, it's time to present your investments to the Merchant Guild and the Goddess Association." The chairman raised his hand and reached into the void, pulling out two items. One was a dull, chestnut-brown heart. The other was a golden emblem. The front of the emblem bore the inscription of the "Void" profession, while the reverse featured a delicate, ethereal figure of a nude woman, softly glowing. "This is the official seal of both the Merchant Guild and the Goddess Association, symbolizing your status as an investor. Its authority is equivalent to that of a guild elder, though only the heads of the two organizations and their senior councils truly understand its deeper significance." The chairman spoke with confidence. "With this emblem, you may freely access the networks, channels, and financial resources of both associations, with a permission level of 7. Additionally, you may enjoy the services of any female members of the Goddess Association—including the 7-level Dominants—as long as you present this emblem. Once you do, they will no longer charge you for their services through skill-based mechanisms." Zhang Yuanqing cleared his throat, pulling out his pocket while shaking his head: "No, no, this is too precious." The president gently tapped the golden badge into his pocket, then picked up the heart, speaking softly: "This is a relic from Wanzhi Without Trace—a divine phantom item. Before he passed, he entrusted this object into the space tunnel I created." Zhang Yuanqing's excited expression instantly turned cool, his gaze fixed on the dark brown heart, a touch of sadness and quiet longing in his eyes: "Is this a half-divine item also meant for me?" The president emphasized: "He gave it to you." With that, he tossed it over. Zhang Yuanqing held it carefully in both hands, his eyes filled with sorrow, gazing intently at the heart. After a few seconds, the item information appeared: [Name: Heart of the Divine Phantom (Sealed)] [Type: ???] [Function: ???] 】 【Introduction: One of the supreme items for the Phantom Divine occupation. Before returning to the Spirit Realm, a Phantom Divine infused twenty years of cultivated resolve into the item's heart, suppressing its malevolent forces. Subsequently, the power of the Void occupation sealed it. Sealing duration: 180 days.】 【Note: It possesses extraordinary, masterful power—use it with caution.】 Zhang Yuanqing's hands trembled as he felt this item to be a hot potato. He had just been outmaneuvered by Ling Tuo with the Taiyi Fragment, and now he had received another item of equal rank—without a doubt, the two Phantom Divines from the Void Sect would not let him off the hook. "Can I possibly refuse?" Zhang Yuanqing wanted to say no. He knew well that receiving an item whose power didn't align with his own would bring about his demise; Ling Tuo had already taught him this lesson. He didn't need the two Sect Masters to reiterate it. The Chairman smiled, "The strength of a Phantom Divine is enigmatic and ideal for frequent identity changes. You should settle in the First Region—this item will be essential for you." "Then, he said seriously, 'The evil professions lack a half-divine stage—not because they lack the corresponding spiritual realm authority, but think about this: someday, as evil forces deepen their erosion of the spiritual realm, the heart you hold will become one of the key authorities of the future. For the lawful faction, gaining authority over the evil faction is the most effective way to weaken their strength. The heart's seal lasts for 180 days. Once the seal expires, an entity that cannot be described within the spiritual realm will reclaim this item—no one will be able to stop it. Therefore, as investors, we hope you will be able to accommodate this item, because our ultimate investment goal is to elevate you to the position of the Sun Sovereign among the 'Sun, Moon, and Stars.' The Sun's power can suppress and purify all forces—including the heart you now hold—this is precisely why the Past-Without-Trace entrusted it to you.' Sun Sovereign... Zhang Yuan thought, I find it quite difficult to achieve! 'Shall we accommodate it now?' he asked, swallowing hard. "Now!" the president nodded, "I will protect you. The heart has been sealed, the danger reduced to a minimum—this is the most peaceful state it has ever been in since its creation."