On the second floor, a small conference room. The sun was setting, casting blood-red sunlight through the glass windows onto the ground. The white wool carpet gleamed with delicate red stains. Li Dongze, Qingteng, Bai Long, Tang Guoqiang, Da Ji Ba... several captain-level figures sat upright at the conference table. Nearly all captains from the Kangyang District had attended. In addition to the captains of the Five Elements Alliance, Yuan Ting—who had just returned from the Capital City—also joined the meeting. As a scout, Li Dongze immediately noticed Yuan Ting’s poor state of mind and asked with concern: "Are you injured?" With a pale complexion, Yuan Ting rested his head against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and when spoken to, opened them again calmly. "No," he said. "I've just been given great importance by Sun Elder during this visit. He believes I will become a pillar of Taiyi Gate in the future and insists on personally training me. Over-training has left me feeling unwell." The group was deeply impressed. Fu Qingyang glanced at him briefly, then turned to address the matter at hand: "What exactly did Yuan Shi see in Ou Xiangrong’s memory that prompted you to come so urgently?" Several captains immediately cast serious glances toward Li Dongze. After stepping out of the morgue, he had gathered everyone and hurried them here without hesitation, citing a major event. When asked about it, he remained silent—leaving everyone anxious. Li Dongze cleared his throat and surveyed the group: "Our Night Wandering Deity has learned from Ou Xiangrong’s memory what the Sacred Cup is—it's an item belonging to Guiyan Judge, known officially as the Fallen Sacred Cup." "Guiyan Judge... Fallen Sacred Cup?" The captains on either side of the table exchanged puzzled glances, displaying both seriousness and bewilderment. Guiyan Judge was the Vice President of the Eastern Branch of Lingneng Association. Lingneng Association is a notorious evil organization among Spirit Realm Walkers, composed of powerful and eccentric Wu Gu Masters. Guiyan Judge ranks eighth on the Five Elements Alliance’s reward list—a level capable of moving mountains and filling seas. It had never occurred to anyone that Ou Xiangrong's case would involve someone at this level. Their sense of bewilderment stemmed from having never heard of the Fallen Sacred Cup before. "Is Ou Xiangrong seeking Guiyan Judge’s item?" Da Ji Ba raised his eyebrows, speaking plainly: "That young man is clearly out of his mind." A mere Supernatural Realm Enchantment Demon dares to covet a high-level Spirit Realm Walker's artifact. The others ignored Da Ji Ba and turned their attention to Fu Qingyang. After a moment of silence, Fu Qingyang spoke with an uncommon gravity: "I’ll now share a piece of information with you. However, given your current levels, you’re not yet qualified to understand the depth of this matter—so once you leave this room, you will have to keep it all inside." The group immediately straightened up and adjusted their posture. "The Fallen Sacred Cup is a rule-based item for Wu Gu Masters, highly advanced in function. It controls Spirit Realm Walkers. Guiyan Judge has used this artifact to enslave numerous other career types of Spirit Realm Walkers. A significant portion of the 'Fallen Ones' we handle each year are actually created by Guiyan Judge. Once contaminated by the Fallen Sacred Cup, a person is destined to be enslaved for life—only death can free them from this condition. There’s no alternative." "In addition, the affected individuals must undergo periodic rituals with the Sacred Cup; otherwise, they will go mad and eventually die." Li Dongze nodded: "Ou Xiangrong himself is thus Guiyan Judge's servant." This explained everything—the captains now felt enlightened. Bai Long nodded first, then frowned: "What does this have to do with his killing of Zhao Yingjun? And isn’t this a major event after all?" "Zhao Yingjun is also a servant of Guiyan Judge. He has been quietly operating behind the scenes within the Five Elements Alliance, acting as an advisor at the Administration Office while secretly identifying new recruits for Guiyan Judge—acting like a silent accomplice." Li Dongze paused and delivered this with solemn gravity. "Recently, Guiyan Judge unexpectedly passed away. His key aide, Hei Wu Chang, carried both the Sacred Cup and a register containing the identities of all the fallen servants and took refuge. Now, not only Ou Xiangrong but also another vice president at Lingneng’s Eastern Branch—Gu Wang—and his subordinate forces—are actively searching for Hei Wu Chang. "Hei Wu Chang will now connect with these fallen servants to inherit Guiyan Judge's legacy. Zhao Yingjun’s hidden role is especially valuable—he may have already established contact with Hei Wu Chang. Therefore, Ou Xiangrong seeks to find out Hei Wu Chang’s whereabouts through Zhao Yingjun." The room fell silent—everyone momentarily stunned. Guiyan Judge was a high-level Spirit Realm Walker—a major figure indeed. How could such a prominent person have suddenly passed away? This revelation was so impactful that even the most composed Fu Qingyang appeared momentarily stunned. With this profound silence, Fu Qingyang tapped his table and said: "The register contains many fallen servants. Hei Wu Chang cannot possibly attend to all of them—Ou Xiangrong’s condition is far from unusual." Li Dongze chuckled: "So it's clearly a significant event after all." The captains now felt deeply concerned. Fu Qingyang added: "Hei Wu Chang is currently hiding in Songhai. Songhai will not be quiet for long. I’ll soon report this to the Elder Council so they can inform their colleagues across the regions and prepare for possible instability among the fallen servants. "From today on, all of you must cancel your leave—stay on call 24 hours a day, always ready." The captains nodded with serious gravity. Fu Qingyang then said: "This incident calls for criticism from each of you—laziness, lack of vigilance, and negligence." Then his tone softened: "In the matter involving Ou Xiangrong, Yuan Shi Tianzun has performed outstandingly—from the initial dispatch to eliminating Ou Xiangrong, questioning spirits, and ultimately uncovering Guiyan Judge’s death—all of this was done by him. Our experienced elders have failed a new recruit—such a performance makes me deeply embarrassed." Li Dongze and the others looked genuinely humble. What? The one who killed Ou Xiangrong—the Enchantment Demon—was a newly appointed Night Wandering Deity? Yuan Ting blinked—he glanced around, then raised his hand: "Fu Bai Fu Chang, are you saying that Li Shi Zhang’s first-level Night Wandering Deity defeated Ou Xiangrong?" Li Dongze straightened up and lifted his chin. Da Ji Ba remarked with admiration: "That young man has exceptional combat talent. His future achievements are truly remarkable—he may rise to the level of a Sage and become a Council-Level figure." Several captains nodded, agreeing with this assessment. Qingteng explained: "He first spotted Ou Xiangrong’s trail and launched an immediate attack. By the time we arrived, the battle was already over. Although Ou Xiangrong had sustained injuries and his mental state was largely disoriented, it still required considerable effort to defeat him." How extraordinary! Yuan Ting stood speechless for a moment—then felt deeply moved. Sun Elder is truly clueless! Fu Qingyang concluded with a simple: "Let’s adjourn now." Li Dongze and the others rose to leave. Yuan Ting stayed behind, suppressing his growing sense of disappointment and frustration as the captains exited. He said: "Fu Bai Fu Chang, I’d like your assistance on something." Fu Qingyang listened attentively. Yuan Ting explained: "Our Grand Master has summoned us to the Capital to announce a confidential message—Master Gujun has passed away." Fu Qingyang paused—he then looked at his sculpted-featured face, filled with astonishment. Even Guiyan Judge’s death had not elicited such a strong emotional response. Gujun—the ID that instilled fear in every official Spirit Realm Walker—is now a fallen Night Wandering Deity—dour and violent by nature, with a relentless bloodlust. Due to his mastery of assassination and concealment techniques, he had claimed the lives of countless Spirit Realm Walkers. During his peak influence period, even the elder officials from the organizational hierarchy had been forced to remain cautious, operating quietly in public to avoid exposure. The evil organizations also deeply resented him—because Gujun was merciless in killing, regardless of whether they were on the side of righteousness or not. Until early last year, during a high-level confrontation in an opposing Spirit Realm setting, he faced off against a female Commander from the White Tiger Army—she dealt him such a decisive blow that he retired from the scene entirely. "Then?" Fu Qingyang asked with renewed composure. "Our Master has assigned us to find Gujun’s successor. Starting two months ago through this year's end, all new Night Wandering Deities will be reviewed." Fu Qingyang frowned: "Even if someone happens to receive Gujun’s character card, it seems unrelated to Gujun himself—why would your Grand Master assign such a task? Don’t tell me it's out of mere appreciation for the legacy." When a Spirit Realm Walker dies, Lingneng Association clears all data associated with that role and then searches for a new holder. For high-level Spirit Realm Walkers, when their character card is reset, certain benefits or privileges may remain—making this type of card inherently stronger than ordinary ones. Yet in Fu Qingyang’s view, such a subtle advantage still did not justify the Grand Master’s significant effort to pursue it so thoroughly—after all, even Gujun himself ranked below the current world’s strongest Night Wandering Deity. Yuan Ting shook his head: "I didn’t know—just following instructions. This year, only four new recruits from Songhai have become Night Wandering Deities—one died in the Spirit Realm, two joined Taiyi Gate and were sent to training. The final one is precisely Li Dongze’s subordinate—I’d like to speak with him." Fu Qingyang observed Yuan Ting intently—his dark brown eyes sharp and deep. Yuan Ting met his gaze with determination. "Agreed—but regardless of the outcome, you must first inform me before taking the matter to the Capital." — At her desk, Zhang Yuanqing opened her computer, pondering for a while, then asked: "Gu Ya-jie, how should I write this report?" Gu Ya-jie glanced down at her screen, brushing through her show. "Didn’t I send you the template? Just follow it." "It’s not a formatting issue—it’s the content," Zhang Yuanqing said with growing concern. She now needed to draft a report on defeating Ou Xiangrong—yet if she omitted the existence of the Red Blade, it would be difficult to justify her account of the battle. After all, it couldn’t be adequately explained in just a few sentences. "Really? You’re so frustrating!" Gu Ya-jie spun her chair and looked back with a scolding tone. "What do you want me to write?" Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment: "I’d like to highlight how I used my commanding presence to impress upon Ou Xiangrong, then relied on my exceptional physical skills and sharp intellect to fight him in combat—concluding the battle after three hundred exchanges—and ultimately defeating this very capable Enchantment Demon who nearly caused a storm in Songhai." Gu Ya-jie raised an eyebrow: "Rather than reasonably highlighting elements that don’t exist, why not simply downplay Ou Xiangrong’s intelligence? You showed such great initiative when you were working in the garage—how is it now that you’re suddenly struggling?" Ah yes—the moment Ou Xiangrong lost his mental clarity and sustained serious injuries—that was all the more believable. The outside observers wouldn’t know how severe it really was. So she could freely describe him as disoriented or erratic—and even claim he couldn’t rise to defend himself in court. "Got it," Zhang Yuanqing said, with a smile. "Thank you, Gu Ya-jie." She immediately began typing—describing Ou Xiangrong’s confusion and chaos while also deciding on how to handle the 'Bloody Blade.' The Magician’s Staff (Fu Mo Chu) functions primarily in purification and stabilization—it is not designed for close combat. The Bloody Blade effectively compensates for this limitation. Its inherent effects of bleeding and armor penetration perfectly complement the assassin attributes of a Night Wandering Deity. The only challenge now was potential anemia—though she could see it would resolve once her experience and skill levels improved. With sufficient experience, enhanced abilities, and the Night Wandering Deity’s exceptional vitality and healing capacity, both items could be sustained simultaneously: the staff to subdue demons, the blade to strike down wild spirits. It was truly a well-balanced combination. After finalizing the report, Zhang Yuanqing sent it to Li Dongze’s email and asked: "When will my rewards for completing the Sheli Tunnel and this current assignment be issued?" "Your achievements require approval from the Elder Council," Gu Ya-jie replied with a warm smile. "They should arrive together with next month's salary." "Really? That would be lovely," Zhang Yuanqing thought, smiling to herself. "I’d like to treat you to dinner—though I’m not sure how much I can afford—just plain pancake with sausage and eggs, perhaps?" She glanced at the time—it was already 2:30 in the afternoon—and decided it was time to head home. "Where did Shi Zhang and the other captains go?" she asked as she packed her things. After learning about Ou Xiangrong’s memory, Li Dongze had gathered everyone and left abruptly—without leaving any explanation. "Just had a meeting," he replied simply. Guan Ya held up her Smartphone, leaning against the back of the chair, her well-defined waistline projecting an elegant silhouette, and smiled: “Large-scale and mid-level meetings of the Realm Walkers in Place Kangyang are usually hosted at Fu Bai Fu Chang’s venue. Once you’ve worked there for more than six months and gain sufficient experience, you’ll be able to visit there regularly.” “As for what’s enjoyable—well, I find meetings utterly dull. I’m quite resistant to them,” Zhang Yuanqing expressed with indifference. Guan Ya blinked her eyes, displaying the warm smile of Lao Si Ji: “There are many beautiful organization Rabbit Dancers there.” Zhang Yuanqing looked deeply inspired: “I truly wish I could participate in more organizational meetings and contribute meaningfully to the development of the organization.”