Zhang Yuan composed himself, gathering his sorrow and lingering sense of melancholy, and moved to the right side of Bingge to observe. Perhaps because the time since he had plunged into the abyss was still brief, Bingge had turned into an ice sculpture, yet unlike the surrounding objects, which were wrapped in a thick "caramel coating," otherwise Zhang Yuan would have been unable to break through the ice even if he knew there was something inside Bingge's coat. But now, he could still manage to tear open the sturdy pocket of his trousers. Zhang Yuan drew forth the blade of the Spirit-Annihilating Sword, igniting golden flames along its edge, and carefully inserted it into the crevices between his arm and the trouser pocket, then pulled it outward. "Crack!" As the ice crystals shattered, the camouflage trousers' pocket was severed, revealing Bingge's palm, still slightly clenched. Inside the palm lay a block of jade as white as sheep's milk, with faintly visible small depressions on its surface, resembling scattered stars. Zhang Yuan's eyes narrowed in astonishment, gazing at the fragmented jade with disbelief. Was this a fragment of the Mage King's treasure map? The fragments of the magical king's treasure map—essentially the keys to the treasure vault of the Yuhua Immortal Sect—originally formed a single, complete jade disc, which he evenly divided into six pieces and bestowed upon his beloved companions. Currently, Zhang Yuanqing knows that Yin Ji, Miao Teng'er, Beiti, and Viny have each received one piece, and it is suspected that Lady Kristi also holds one. This clearly indicates that the magical king is deeply influenced by Western culture and particularly fond of Western horses. The final piece, however, remains elusive to Zhang Yuanqing. He had initially believed it to be in the hands of Wenyifred Elena, a first-level silver executive officer and seventh-level wind mage, stationed at the Tianfa Feng City branch. Unexpectedly, the last jade fragment is now in the hands of Bing! Could it be that Bing is also one of the magical king's cherished lovers? Zhang Yuanqing vigorously shook his head, pushing this unsettling thought out of his mind. Miao Teng'er once mentioned that the magical king's original intention in giving the key fragments to his beloveds was to ensure that, should he pass away, his companions would inherit his estate as a form of compensation. Therefore, the Mage King could never have bestowed the jade fragment upon the warrior. The warrior, eroded by the fallen Holy Grail, would forever remain under its control—either becoming an eternal slave, or, after the death of the mysterious Eye Judge, losing control and descending into complete madness, ultimately being killed by the official organization. Regardless of the outcome, the Mage King's lovers would never gather the jade plate to unlock the treasure. The fragment held by the warrior must have been stolen—deceived, tricked, or seized—never willingly given by the Mage King. As these thoughts passed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind, he already drew forth the jade fragment that had been loosely held in his hand. The cold intensified, and the power of the Sun God gradually stalled; if he remained here, he too might fall into a deep slumber within the seal. Zhang Yuanqing gazed deeply at the warrior, then turned and walked toward the entrance of the cavern. Upon leaving, he surged forward as a beam of golden light, rushing toward the exit and back to the surface. Xiao Hou Ao Tian, anxious as he stood at the chasm's edge, instantly exhaled a sigh of relief upon seeing him emerge, immediately asking: "You truly know that person, don't you? You must know him—who is he?" Zhang Yuanqing glanced at him: "He's your uncle!" Xiao Hou Ao Tian paused, only then realizing: "Did you mean, 'your mother's lost one'?" That phrase he had learned from the Qin-era immortals. "Today's events—do not tell anyone," Zhang Yuanqing instructed, then turning to the black iron ring, asking, "Is he truly not the First Emperor?" The Qin-era immortal sighed: "He probably isn't." "Could it be that his Five Elements power stems from the First Emperor, yet the First Emperor's immortal spirit was accidentally extinguished?" Zhang Yuanqing proposed. The Qin-era immortal smiled wryly: "I'd very much like that to be true, but what kind of being could extinguish a human immortal—let alone the most powerful one?" How could I know? Well then, let's discuss this later—there's no point or benefit in digging deeper, after all, it has nothing to do with me! Zhang Yuanqing nodded. "Go back now." He took the jade token from his uncle and gently crushed it. Moments later, the chairman, dressed in a pink suit, appeared in their view. With a crisp snap of his fingers, he said, "Exile!" ... The scene gradually came into sharp focus, and the two found themselves back in the CEO's office. Zhang Yuanqing looked at the CEO's desk and noticed his uncle already seated there, holding a thick glass tumbler filled with orange-hued whisky. "Boys! What amazing adventures have you experienced in the realm?" His uncle reached into the air and plucked out a chilled cola. He then turned to Xia Hou Aotian and said, "Sit down and let's talk. What would you like to drink—red wine, brandy, whisky, sake, or beer?" Xia Hou Aotian rubbed his still-cold face and replied, "Mingguo head!" The three sat around the desk and began to share their experiences from the depths. Uncle listened patiently and remarked, "The Grand Masters of the Five Elements Alliance have always longed for administrative privileges—turns out, they've been sealed deep within the depths of the Five Elements Secret." His tone conveyed little surprise, as though he had anticipated this. Xia Hou Ao Tian expressed regret: "It's a pity they're trapped in the depths. If we could free them, the Order of Harmony would gain not only one Asura, but two Wind-Thunder Half-Gods, and five Grand Masters. With that, even if the Evil Alliance stirs up tremendous turmoil, we'd be able to contain it." "Let's not waste any more words," Zhang Yuanqing said to his uncle. "The Unfavorable Commander informed me that the White Emperor's Crown is housed within the Shu Mountain Sect. I plan to enter the White Tiger's military faction's quest instance—the Shu Mountain Nan Yuan. There, I hope to find a clue to the Crown." If luck is on our side, we might even gather the complete set of the Heavenly Sacrifice Armor. This complete set awakens the Five Elements' power, making the wielder invincible against any being below Half-God rank. Moreover, it holds "Uncle, what do you think of the Heavenly Emperor, Huangtian Shangdi?" Zhang Yuanqing asked. His uncle remained silent for a while, then gently shook his head: "I'm not entirely sure, but I can be certain that Huangtian Shangdi is not a malevolent deity. Communicating with him will not bring about any dire consequences." So far, only two individuals have successfully established communication with Huangtian Shangdi—one was the First Emperor, the other was the Unfortunate Commander. Both received the secret of immortality from Huangtian Shangdi. The First Emperor has since vanished, while the Unfortunate Commander has survived through the Latter Age and is still alive today. The First Emperor's disappearance is not due to Huangtian Shangdi's failure, but rather because he misplaced his trust in Xu Fu. The information provided by Huangtian Shangdi is sound and reliable. Within the bronze Sacred Tree of Gao Tian Yuan, there lies the supreme artifact for musicians—the Spirit-Training Vessel. Given its professional nature, this artifact should indeed enable immortality. Both cases have yielded positive, secure outcomes. Uncle said, "Don't worry about the Heavenly Emperor Hou Tian just yet—that's something to consider later. Right now, your focus should be on upgrading steadily and preparing thoroughly before entering the dungeons. I'm talking about backup measures—revival and life-saving strategies. Even you, when facing master-level S or A-tier dungeons, can still face fatal setbacks." He glanced at the clock on the wall and added, "My wife has ordered our dinner delivery. I'll head home to eat now." Without waiting for any response from Zhang Yuanqing or the others, he simply vanished—no energy ripple, no spatial shift, no grand effect—just neatly erased, as if simply skipped in the timeline. "Xia Hou Ao Tian raised his chin: 'Of course I'm going. After finishing the guild quest of the White Tiger troops, I still plan to enter the Xia Hou family's guild quest. I want to recreate the legend of the Marshal and become the next outstanding prodigy.'" A perfectly predictable response! Zhang Yuanqing smiled gently: "With the impending battle between the two factions—perhaps within just one year—why not aim to break her record and forge your own legend?" Upon hearing this, Xia Hou Ao Tian stroked his chin, pondering: "That makes sense..." He then turned his gaze toward the Prime Immortal: "Even if we continuously complete the guild quests, we're unlikely to surpass the Marshal's record." "Then we must find a new path. I'm not sure what the solution is—only you can figure it out. After all, scholars are the most skilled at research." Zhang Yuanqing patted Xiahou Aotian on the shoulder, speaking with earnest conviction: "You are the most gifted scholar in the world—so talented that even the venerable Xiahou Elder himself feels both intimidated and envious. In the end, he can only sigh in admiration: 'It's a blessing that this young man bears the Xiahou surname.' I have full confidence that you will surely find a way to accelerate your career progression." In Xiahou Aotian's mind, this sounded quite challenging, but by the time the conversation reached this point, he had no choice but to lift his head and say, "Of course—indeed, it will be effortless for me." Zhang Yuanqing nodded approvingly. To this day, the two have become equal in status, yet he still maintains the habit and attitude of sharing information and reporting matters as they arise. He had anticipated the attitudes of the two half-gods and found them nothing surprising. What struck him more deeply was the detailed account of the Five Elements Secret—a quest realm—where he paid close attention to key points such as "The Heavenly Emperor," "the missing First Emperor," and "the administrator privileges sought by the five alliance leaders." "Most likely, the Unfavorable Marshal and the five alliance leaders will have a clash; it's actually a good thing that he's currently unavailable." Fu Qingyang said. "Then let's proceed to the Shu Mountain Nan Yuan realm. Twenty-two years ago, one Sovereign entered this realm and failed, and twelve years ago, another Sovereign attempted to conquer it and also perished within. Such outcomes point to only two possibilities: either the realm's difficulty exceeds the capabilities of those who enter, or the realm contains powers unique to other professions, while the entrants themselves possess relatively narrow skill sets." "Zhang Yuanqing nodded. "So we still need to bring in more teammates. I've already spoken with Xiahou Aotian—he's willing to join. The Mage-Eye should have no issues either. He's only just promoted to the eighth rank, so this is a perfect opportunity for him to accumulate experience and solidify his cultivation level." Fu Qingyang said solemnly, "The Master of Zhishi Palace is crucial." A team cannot function without a healer, especially someone as fragile as him—a sword specialist who heavily relies on strong healing support from a skilled musician. "Both she and Xiao Yuan will be with me," Zhang Yuanqing stated confidently. "I've already assigned Xiao Yuan a task," Fu Qingyang said calmly, "to investigate a growing cult movement originating from the Void Sect. For her, this will be a way to resolve her personal grievances, settle her sense of vengeance, and finally reconcile with Yulü." Upon mentioning this, Zhang Yuanqing sighed, "The evil factions are developing their cults at an astonishing pace. In Songhai alone, over thirty cult organizations have been dismantled. Other remote and underdeveloped cities must be even more severely affected." "Class struggles, gender divides, racial discrimination, income inequality, social pressure—this world has always been fraught with tension. When people discover the existence of individuals with superpowers, when they see the possibility of transforming their own destinies within reach, they go wild." Fu Qingyang said solemnly. "The evil faction is building cults—not merely to inspire, but to prepare for the eventual collapse of moral values. Encouraging, commanding, and persuading ordinary people to break laws and commit misconduct will inevitably incur moral penalties. This was the reason both factions remained relatively quiet before the Merit Scroll system faltered—because moral values were once considered essential. Now, however, the era has changed: moral values can now be shielded or ignored. As long as moral values remain intact, the evil factions can simply maintain discipline among their followers and members, ensuring no violations occur, thus avoiding any deduction of moral points. Then, they simply wait patiently. Once moral values are completely lost, they will actively incite their followers and members to commit crimes—murders, fires, seizures of property—triggering a sudden collapse of societal order and plunging the entire society into chaos." This is far more effective than the first time the moral value disappeared and the evil professions went into full chaos. "Oh, I understand the pressure the Marshal is under," Zhang Yuanqing said, his expression grave. Suddenly, he heard a voice from his ear: 【Ping! Member "Le Bu Zheng Shen" has requested to use the item: Chaotic Oil Painting!】 Le Bu Zheng Shen is the spiritual realm ID of Deng Jingguo, the leader of the Anti-Black-and-White Alliance. Has Old Deng encountered danger? Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback.