Magical Eye King? Magical Eye King!! The young man who suddenly materialized before him—his signature sports cap still on—sent Zhang Yuanqing's pupils contracting sharply, his spine bristling with gooseflesh. His body flooded with adrenaline, signaling the full force of real-world panic and urgency. How could he be here? Hadn’t he finally found me? No—that couldn't be right. His home address must have remained confidential. Even if the Magical Eye King had discovered it, he would surely go straight to his house. Not appear like this. Was he coming specifically for me—or was this merely a chance encounter? In that instant, Zhang Yuanqing’s thoughts raced across ten thousand miles, though on the surface he maintained only the initial shock and fear. He gently pulled at Kou Beiyue’s sleeve, stepped forward by two paces, and stared directly into the Magical Eye King's eyes, asking: “Who are you? Why have you been following us?” Magical Eye King is an Evil Organization member; Kou Beiyue too is part of the Evil Organization. The likelihood that they were allies rather than rivals was high—Zhang Yuanqing had shown a certain protective stance toward Kou Beiyue. The Magical Eye King could hardly bring his fellow team members to their knees and slaughter them, even though Zhang Yuanqing himself belonged to the Orderly Profession. Zhang Yuanqing had played this subtle game well. Having deduced that the Magical Eye King wasn't targeting him personally, he now felt calm and composed. Otherwise, he would have been forced into a full kneeling position—like a tiger struck down—screaming: “Magical Eye King, please forgive me!” Kou Beiyue, however, did something unexpected—she assumed an aggressive stance and quietly said: “He is likely a Demon of Enchantment at the Sage Realm. This person is very unusual; we must be cautious.” Very unusual. We must be cautious… Zhang Yuanqing listened with a slight stiffening of his expression. His thoughts raced: What exactly did she mean? Were they not friends? Was this defensive posture going to make me feel unsteady? This wasn’t just any Sage—this was a top-tier master, a true powerhouse. The sudden shift left Zhang Yuanqing at a loss. Fleeing would only lead to certain death—the Night Wanderer skill, hailed as a legendary technique for stealth, seemed unlikely to conceal him from such a dominant presence, especially given the vast gap in rank. He had little confidence in it. Facing head-on was also impossible—before the Magical Eye King, he felt utterly soft and limp, his bones surrendering beneath his own weight. Kou Beiyue remained firm—her body rigid, her spirit unyielding—she stared directly at this young man she’d only met briefly, and challenged: “Did you specifically mark me?” Otherwise, how could he have found me? The Magical Eye King smiled gently: “I’ve said before that I would take you to the north for development. Naturally, I've been paying close attention. When I noticed your condition had become unusual, I came over to see. What I didn’t expect was seeing you mingling with official personnel.” He then turned his gaze toward Zhang Yuanqing and surveyed him carefully, saying: “You seem to be the Night Wandering Deity, specifically from Taiyi Gate, right? Hmm—why do you associate so closely with members of the Evil Organization?” Before Zhang Yuanqing could answer, the Magical Eye King narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint of frost emerging in them. He said: “Oh, I understand now—officials colluding with rebels, oppressing common people—that is truly lamentable.” His tone carried no trace of hostility; he smiled pleasantly. Yet to Zhang Yuanqing, under such steady gaze, the sensation was as though he were deep within a cold cellar—the air felt frosty, his body chilled from head to toe. “You’re the one who’s a rebel,” the defiant young man snapped. “Who do you think I’m supposed to be accountable to?” Don’t speak—don’t speak—just don’t bring me into this—it’s killing me! Zhang Yuanqing mentally cursed. But with Kou Beiyue’s interruption, his thoughts began to clear. Ah—so Kou Beiyue is a young protege of the Magical Eye King, being taken north for development? That explains it—then indeed, “allies rather than adversaries.” Yes, this person is an idealistic young man, deeply disenchanted with corrupt officials and those who dominate others unfairly. I should now speak in ways that appeal to his values—not mere flattery, but strategic positioning. This isn’t just bowing to a rival—it’s a calculated move for survival. Zhang Yuanqing felt more grounded. He assumed a serious tone and said: “I am indeed an official—but he is not a rebel. “He is a kind man. At the night club earlier, he could have easily killed ordinary people—by killing them to restore his own condition, or by making a final stand—to save himself. Yet instead of doing so, he chose to linger at the brink of death, unwilling to sacrifice innocent lives. “That quality—so rare—is beyond most people. Even many official Pilgrims lack such awareness. If he’s a rebel, then perhaps every single person in this world is a rebel.” Kou Beiyue listened with wide eyes—her own sense of nobility suddenly revealed: *I never knew I possessed such virtue!* The Magical Eye King smiled, narrowing his eyes: “But he belongs to the Evil Organization.” “And what does that matter?” Zhang Yuanqing countered, straightening his posture with a passionate tone: “In any flawed group, there are still good people. Not every member of the Evil Organization is utterly corrupt, nor do all members of the Orderly Profession possess noble hearts. I no longer judge individuals solely based on their profession. “As long as someone is good—whether they’re from an Evil or an Orderly organization—I consider them a friend. If someone commits wrongdoing—regardless of whether they belong to an Orderly or an Evil Organization—I regard them as my enemy.” At that moment, Zhang Yuanqing’s image in Kou Beiyue’s eyes shone brightly—so radiant and noble—even surpassing the Master of the Unseen. Now she finally understood why the usually reserved young woman, Xiao Yuan, had become a close friend of this man. No one would refuse to befriend such a person. The Magical Eye King seemed equally surprised by Zhang Yuanqing’s answer—he paused for a moment before smiling widely: “Interesting—very interesting! “I’ve seen many good people among the Orderly Organizations—but I don’t particularly like them, because they tend to be rigid in thought. Though doing what is right, they serve as guardians of the old order—and thus become obstacles to change. “You are different—you place more emphasis on following your own inner guidance—on being guided by genuine goodness. And that,” he added with a nod, “is exactly what I value.” He expressed real appreciation, adding: “Then let me see whether you truly mean what you’ve said.” As soon as he finished speaking, two crimson Sigils appeared within his pupils, blossoming into a radiant glow. Zhang Yuanqing’s body immediately stiffened—he felt utterly blank, his mind fogged, unable to think—his own pupils began to dilate. He had no chance to respond—within seconds, he was completely entranced. The Magical Eye King summoned a sharp fruit knife, stood still, and played with it, smiling as he asked: “Have you taken advantage of your position to embezzle funds, receive bribes, demand payments, misused public money, or enriched yourself unjustly? Have you committed acts of sexual assault, coercion, harassment—particularly against women?” He asked a series of questions—covering nearly every potential offense an official might commit. How familiar he seemed… Zhang Yuanqing’s face remained composed and expressionless; his voice hollow: “No.” No? The Magical Eye King paused, then after several seconds, sighed gently and said: “You’re truly fortunate—I currently lack concrete evidence to charge you with wrongdoing.” He immediately ended the enchantment. Kou Beiyue watched from the side—her expression puzzled. For a moment, she couldn’t tell who was the judge and who was the enchanted subject. Was it unusual that an Evil Organization member were interrogating an Orderly one for potential misconduct? Even more astonishing—that the Orderly one had actually done nothing wrong at all? Indeed! That was precisely what made it absurd—when the Orderly official truly hadn’t committed any wrongdoing, how could such a person still be considered human? Oh no—I’ve been completely controlled. Fortunately, I haven’t yet accumulated corruption as an official, nor have I received any charges for disseminating pornographic images or videos—which in his eyes must count as capital offenses. Zhang Yuanqing regained control of his body—his back now slick with a cold layer of sweat. “May I now leave?” he asked—maintaining composure on the surface. “Yes!” The Magical Eye King nodded warmly. “What is your Spirit Realm ID?” Zhang Yuanqing replied solemnly: “Yuan Ting.” “The one from Kangyang District?” “That’s correct.” “Excellent. Then one more question,” said the Magical Eye King, stroking his chin with curiosity. “How would you describe Yuan Shi Tian Zun—the One Who Emerges First?” Zhang Yuanqing’s face grew serious—his words deliberate and precise: “He is a person of even greater virtue than mine—more courageous, more upright. In front of him, I often feel awkward—my own sense of righteousness falls short.” The Magical Eye King was visibly astonished. … In the ancient temple of the Perfumed Pines at Wuhen Hotel, the quiet and serene space filled with the scent of sandalwood. Xiao Yuan bowed deeply before the figure in the green robe beneath the statue: “Kou Beiyue has violated your established rules—she approached official organization members directly to seek justice, only to be blocked by her adversaries at the night club.” “You wish me to intervene and rescue her?” Master Wuhen’s voice, strained with pain, echoed through the chamber. Xiao Yuan gently shook her head: “I have already sought aid from Yuan Shi Tian Zun—He has rescued Kou Beiyue. As a token of gratitude, I intend to join His organization.” The Master seemed somewhat surprised—she remained silent for a long time. “Excellent!” Her voice rose after the prolonged silence, echoing clearly in the stillness of the chamber. Master Wuhen also now acknowledged that young man… Xiao Yuan continued: “Then what about Kou Beiyue’s fate?” “She hasn’t yet achieved inner purification—she remains unable to let go of her resentment. From this day forward, she will be formally expelled from Wuhen Hotel. When and how she regains clarity of spirit—then she may return.” “Understood.” … The Magical Eye King’s initial surprise gradually faded, a small smile forming at the corner of his lips: “Interesting—very interesting indeed. “I can’t wait to meet this young one—he will certainly be delightful.” After pausing for several seconds, he added: “In fact, I myself am an Evil Organization member who strictly adheres to principles. I deeply admire your viewpoint—that the criteria of Orderly and Evil organizations do not define moral worth, but rather it is the heart that truly matters. “We could certainly become friends—keep in touch. If you can share Yuan Shi Tian Zun’s social media profiles with me, I would be especially delighted.” I shall only recommend the person known as the Dog Elder… Zhang Yuanqing hesitated, yet finally reached into his pocket and added the Magical Eye King as a contact. Suddenly, the weight of the Smartphone seemed immense—so heavy he longed to toss it aside. The Magical Eye King quietly marked Yuan Ting from Taiyi Gate, tucked away his phone, and turned to leave, waving gently over his shoulder: “Until we meet again—I hope that next time, I won’t find evidence to charge you with wrongdoing.” …