The wellness district, near the Police Bureau, a high-end apartment building. On a bed filled with star constellation dolls, Guan Ya suddenly sat up, her remaining sleepiness swept away by the disturbance. “Yuan Shi, Yuan Shi…” She shouted several times, but received no response. She frantically rubbed her head, thinking how unlucky—how incredibly unlucky—that young man had been. For ordinary Realm Walkers, perhaps they would never encounter an S-level instance in their entire lives, or maybe only once—a single experience that would last a lifetime. Yet this young fellow, just survived a bug-level trial task, now found himself stepping into a multi-player S-level instance. What on earth is the meaning of “Yuan Shi Tian Zun”? A title anyone could easily handle? Guan Ya hung up her phone in haste and dialed Li Dongze’s number. “You never call me after work,” she said, “so I’ll just guess what’s happened…” Just as Li Dongze was about to display his graceful humor, Guan Ya abruptly interrupted: “Yuan Shi has entered the instance—Jin Shui Water Park.” “What?!” Li Dongze instantly raised his voice, his elegance completely gone. Guan Ya heard the sound of something clattering—the chief had probably risen hastily and knocked over tables and items. “Oh my God, oh my God…” Li Dongze murmured repeatedly, his mind now in disarray. It’s as if everything that could go wrong has indeed gone wrong—within an Elevated Stage multi-player instance, a single S-level instance has emerged. Fu Bai Fu Chang, Li Dongze himself, had both been entrusted with the original plan to ensure stability. Having backup and contingency was precisely their intention. And yet, this young man now actually entered the S-level instance. At that moment, Li Dongze recalled once again his fear and trepidation of being dominated by the She Ling Tunnel. Li Dongze took a deep breath, pushing down his mounting anxieties and restlessness—and with such strong urges to be dramatic—finally spoke softly: “I understand. I’m just as concerned as you are. But no one can help him right now. We can only pray that he isn’t someone with a thin fate, and wait until dawn.” The time required for an Elevated Stage instance won’t be extremely long, since these Realm Walkers need to eat, drink, rest—under normal conditions, they should complete the instance within 24 hours. Otherwise, it indicates they have perished within the instance. That’s precisely why forum posts claim that official Realm Walkers have already sacrificed themselves. “Understood,” Guan Ya sighed and hung up. She forcefully laid herself down on the soft bed, spread her legs and arms wide, forming a large letter “I,” staring at the ceiling blankly. Her purple silk nightgown smoothly draped over her body, outlining gentle, flowing curves; the hem only reached mid-thighs, revealing long, smooth, well-proportioned legs. “How tiresome…” She whispered softly. Li Dongze hung up and silently waited for a few seconds before lighting his smartphone screen and dialing Fu Bai Fu Chang’s number. When he was young, the hundred-man commander casually mentioned during the original planning that if Yuan Shi Tian Zun entered the Spirit Realm, he should be notified immediately. Fu Qingyang had recently been deeply preoccupied with the Black Unusual event, so it was a real sign of importance that he could spare time for this young man. … At the villa. On an open balcony, Ling Jun lounged comfortably in a single sofa, casually dressed, his knees resting on a notebook. He shifted his gaze from the screen to Fu Qingyang across the room and sighed: “I heard from Sun Elder that the revived boss is the San Dao Mountain Lady from the She Ling Tunnel Temple of the Mountain God. In her Night Wandering Deity journey through the Spirit Realm, she engaged in widespread slaughter, causing a leakage of high-level strength into lower-tier instances—triggering changes to instance difficulty levels. Ah, this lady’s level in the Spirit Realm is higher than we originally expected.” Fu Qingyang held a tall glass cup in his hands, sipped the deep red liquid, and said gently: “As for how Taiyi Gate plans to respond, I’ve already informed Sun Uncle right away—by now, you should have been prepared.” Ling Jun shook his head: “For instances that have already changed difficulty levels, we currently lack any strategies. We only hope the Night Wandering Deities can swiftly complete their instances and provide guidance. Taiyi Gate still has many talents—especially among wild Night Wandering Deities, there are several strong individuals. As for this San Dao Mountain Lady—we’ll see whether my father or the elders can meet her within the Spirit Realm to cut off the source—or whether they encounter a scenario of equal level so that one Spirit Realm instance can counterbalance another.” Bosses from the Spirit Realm traversing different instances is an uncommon phenomenon, though not unprecedented—officials observed it as far back as several years ago. This phenomenon has also become one of the factors driving changes in instance difficulty levels. Additionally, due to its rarity, officials speculate that traversing between Spirit Realms requires a significant cost—but this theory remains unproven. “After all,” Ling Jun said, “I’m just a Beast King—nothing at all to do with Night Wandering Deities.” At that moment, a slender-waisted, long-limbed rabbit lady approached, respectfully offering the smartphone and softly saying: “Master, your phone call.” The flower prince remarked, “Mr. Qian is immersed in the blossoms—left and right, embraced by women, truly enviable.” Fu Qingyang didn’t pay attention to him; upon seeing it was a call from Li Dongze, he took notice and answered: “Please go on.” “Bai Fu Chang, Yuan Shi has entered Jin Shui Water Park.” …For a brief moment, Fu Qingyang looked startled—then quickly regained composure—and replied calmly: “Understood. I’ll give you an update by morning.” After hanging up, he frowned: “The Night Wandering Deity under my command has entered Jin Shui Water Park.” Ling Jun was surprised and reassured: “Don’t worry.” Fu Qingyang stared at him coldly: “How do you know he’ll survive?” Ling Jun laughed loudly: “Shall we make a bet then?” Fu Qingyang remained silent. Ling Jun didn’t press further, but instead offered a serious analysis: “He completed the She Ling Tunnel instance and has experience in S-level trials. According to the Spirit Realm’s matching mechanism, such a Realm Walker is more likely to be assigned to high-difficulty instances. However, if he fails several times within multi-player instances, his evaluation score will decrease. Unfortunately, Jin Shui Water Park is a death-type instance—there’s no way out for him.” … The scene gradually came into focus. Zhang Yuanqing found himself standing on the plaza of the water park. First noticeable was the towering Ferris wheel—a massive rotating structure slowly turning, adorned with brilliant light strips. Below it lay an open area featuring bumper cars, flanked by the Big Swing and the Cruise Ship. Facing it across the plaza was a winding steel track, housing the empty roller coaster that seemed to roar along the rails—its movement as if passengers were riding inside. His gaze slowly swept over the park: he saw the gentle music playing on the Carousel, the vertical drop tower, and several haphazardly arranged pavilions. And he stood right at the center of the plaza, beneath a deep night sky. The water park shimmered with radiant lights, blending into a dreamlike atmosphere—each facility operating steadily, each song playing softly. Though completely empty, it felt as though people were everywhere. Lonely yet vibrant, enchanting yet unsettling. “Beautiful…” Zhang Yuanqing heard someone murmuring nearby. Turning to see who said this, he found a young girl—her age not yet advanced, with long black hair flowing down her shoulders, a delicate oval face, large and bright eyes reflecting the brilliant lights—like an exquisite gemstone. Though still slender, she carried the graceful charm of early spring willow branches. In an era when straight hair has become common in homes, such naturally worn black hair is truly rare… Zhang Yuanqing was amazed by her striking beauty—but didn’t linger too long, instead turning to observe other Realm Walkers. A total of seven Realm Walkers had entered the Jin Shui Water Park instance. Now they surveyed their surroundings—some gazing at the facilities—all expressions looking pale and strained. Zhang Yuanqing could understand this sense of wanting to shout out in frustration. Clearing his throat, he drew everyone’s attention and spoke loudly: “Ladies and gentlemen, it's a pleasure to meet you all here at Jin Shui Water Park. In our upcoming tasks, we’ll face many dangers together—though we’ve only just met, we’ll now be the closest of companions. Why not take a moment to introduce yourselves so we can get to know one another? I'll go first—I’m Wang Tai, an experienced Realm Walker who has completed four solo instances and seven multi-player ones, and once successfully navigated an A-level instance—though I’ve never tackled an S-level one yet; I’d like to see just how difficult that truly is.” His calm demeanor and confident tone seemed to ease the crowd’s unease—one steady teammate provided a strong sense of security. Zhang Yuanqing was naturally good at social interaction—he understood the importance of energizing the atmosphere and building rapport. He only mentioned names, not professions—because he sensed that professions could be sensitive; introducing one's profession might cause someone with a defensive mindset to hesitate or decline matching. Seeing Zhang Yuanqing set the tone, others soon followed: “People who enter an S-level instance aren’t novices—we’ll manage to make it through together. It’s nothing to worry about—I’m Fire Master.” The young man spoke—the red hair giving him a lean yet sharp appearance, his eyes small and alert, his eyebrows slanted—giving off the impression of being restless and abrupt. Ah, that must be the Fire Master… everyone thought in unison. A man in black trousers and black hoodie, face somber, said simply: “River God.” “I’m Xie Lingxi,” a young woman with long, dark hair spoke softly, her tone gentle, a smile on her lips—pure and sweet. The middle-aged man who appeared reserved and quiet raised his hand slightly, somewhat hesitant to introduce himself: “I’m just a father now.” What? Although Spirit Realm IDs are typically quirky, your name is really too elegant for a man of your age… Zhang Yuanqing had a hundred comments ready—others also looked stunned. “What’s your name?” the young man in bean shoes and tight pants murmured, then lifted his chin proudly: “I’m Qi Tian Da Sheng—call me Da Sheng.” Everyone turned to the last companion—a mature woman, aged between 30 and 35, with a full chest, rounded hips, wearing a vibrant red lip gloss and subtle eye shadow—radiant and alluring. Fully developed. Fire Master and Qi Tian Da Sheng kept glancing at each other; River God in black hoodie remained calm, attentively listening to the reserved “I’m just a father.” She smiled softly: “I'm Xi Shi.” Her eyes fluttered over Zhang Yuanqing—half-sweet, half-pleading—as if trying to be charming: “Young sir, could you please guide me?” You’re older than even my aunt, Xi Shi? Naming yourself so grandly—you mustn’t be afraid of being overshadowed? Zhang Yuanqing thought critically but smiled with confidence: “Don’t worry—we’re all companions. Everyone’s the same.” At this point, he gained an initial sense of her personality—a woman who skillfully leveraged gender dynamics. After introductions, the awkwardness between them gradually eased. Zhang Yuanqing seized the opportunity to take control and said: “The S-level instance is full of challenges—why not discuss our strategy before the crisis arrives?” No one objected. Xi Shi’s gaze lingered warmly, then softly said: “Are there any official members? I’ve heard that Jin Shui Water Park has experienced some anomalies—the difficulty level has changed. If only we had an old version guide…”