The character card is a protection for The Way of the Extraordinary. This sentence reminded Zhang Yuanqing of Chunyang Sect Leader, an ancient cultivator.

Old Bangzi's master went mad and became a bloodthirsty maniac because he forcibly cultivated the illusionist's mind method in order to break through the realm.

It can be seen that the consequence of an orthodox profession cultivating the spiritual power of an evil profession is mental breakdown. Therefore, the character card is a kind of protection for orthodox practitioners.

The character card will limit The Way of the Extraordinary from cultivating the spiritual power of other professions. In addition, Zhang Yuanqing believes that the Fear Angel is right about the character card only being able to transform from orthodox to evil.

Nüwa is proof of this. Nüwa is a dual-profession of Musician and Scholar, but she is not crazy, which shows that orthodox professions can be cultivated together without any sequelae, so there is no need for protection.

The core meaning of the character card protection is to prevent orthodox professions from cultivating evil spiritual power, to prevent them from being "polluted". But what does the spiritual realm's self-defense mechanism mean? 【Yuan Shi Tian Zun: The character card should protect orthodox professions, right? What does the spiritual realm's self-defense mechanism mean?】 The Fear Angel ignored him. 【Yuan Shi Tian Zun: Great Freedom Angel, please answer my questions.】 【Fear Angel: It's my freedom to answer you or not. I don't want to tell you now.】 Zhang Yuanqing frowned, unable to tell whether this guy was having an attack or the "spiritual realm's self-defense mechanism" involved higher-level secrets, so he didn't want to reveal them. But no matter what, it's a good thing that the Fear Angel is willing to talk.

A demigod's chatter, even if it's complaints and useless nonsense, is invaluable intelligence for low-level The Way of the Extraordinary.

Compared with the strictly regulated official, freelancers are more free-spirited and willing to speak. The Fear Angel is a good intelligence database, but one must not relax one's vigilance because of this, ignoring the characteristics of evil professions. "The Fear Angel is essentially a bloodthirsty and unscrupulous madman.

Even the Justice Angel Devil Eye is an extremely dangerous figure. Their personalities may be interesting, but they probably wouldn't blink an eye when killing people.

Exiting the chat interface and deleting the chat history with the Fear Angel, Zhang Yuanqing left his desk, walked to the window, and stared blankly at the flowerbed bathed in the bright sunshine.

Summer has passed and it's early autumn, already August. In another week, he will enter the instance again and usher in the second instance after becoming a Star Official—a multiplayer instance.

The prophecy of the Mirror of Destiny echoed in his ears, he only has three months to live. Three months is not long or short, after all, he has only been The Way of the Extraordinary for four months.

The crisis that will lead to his death in the future has not even shown a sign yet. Zhang Yuanqing himself has no clue about this and cannot even prepare for it.

Therefore, he has a strong desire for astrology. Only fifth-level Star Officials can learn astrology. With the addition of the Great Luo Star Disk, his deduction level should be comparable to that of the sixth level.

At that time, he can obtain guidance through astrology about where the death crisis originates, how it arises, and who the enemy is.

If he could get the Taiyi Sect's secret technique, the enlightenment gained from focusing on the stars should be more accurate and clearer, and I would be able to avoid the death crisis." Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing took out his phone, stood by the window, and sent a message to Yin Ji: 【Yuan Shi Tian Zun: Sister Yin Ji, how can I obtain the main cultivation secret technique from the Taiyi Sect?】 The message was sent, and Yin Ji replied in less than ten seconds, but the content surprised Zhang Yuanqing.

【Yin Ji: This is the unpassed secret of the Taiyi Sect. Please do not ask me such questions again.】 She replied, but the words revealed distance and coldness, not at all like a gentle big sister.

Zhang Yuanqing thought, "It's only been a few days, and she's already forgotten our friendship. We should at least be considered friends."

The sudden decline in his opposite-sex affinity made him vaguely realize that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Zhang Yuanqing didn't waste his mind on trivial matters, but instead pondered the rescue operation for Devil Eye.

If he could, he wouldn't want to take the risk.

"The Fear Angel's curse on me is that if I don't rescue Devil Eye within a month, I will surely die. The curse is not the point. The point is that he used the power of the contract to insure the curse. The content of the contract is not to pass this matter to anyone in any way, and never to eliminate the curse." Zhang Yuanqing thought about it, the key point is the last sentence—never eliminate the curse.

But if I use the Perfect Human Skin with the idea of eliminating the curse, will I be killed by the power of the contract on the spot?

The clone hasn't put on the human skin yet, and the main body has already returned to the spiritual realm. This needs special attention. In the future, when using the human skin, I must control my thoughts and not think about this aspect. But as long as I put on the human skin, can I operate?" Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing thought of the prophecy of death three months later.

This prophecy actually shows that he will not die because of Devil Eye. Maybe it is this operation of mine that avoids the Fear Angel's curse, so I survived?

Uh, it is also possible that I successfully rescued Devil Eye and gained the gratitude of the person involved. If I don't rescue Devil Eye, although I can ensure temporary peace, the Fear Angel will wonder—how did Yuan Shi Tian Zun circumvent the contract and the curse? Zhang Yuanqing really doesn't want to be targeted by the head of the *ssholes.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to put this matter aside for now and wait until he is promoted to the fifth level and learns Star Gazing to consider whether to save Devil Eye based on the Star Gazing enlightenment.

Kangyang Intercontinental Hotel, revolving restaurant. Ling Jun took out a beautiful jewelry box from his pocket, gently pushed it to the woman opposite him, and sighed: "The journey of life is always full of separation and encounters. Today's separation may be for tomorrow's reunion.

My beloved girl, the beautiful scenery is always ahead. I can no longer accompany you. Go, you are a free bird." The fact is, he has run out of money and has to wait until next month's Hundred Flowers Fair and Taiyi Sect to pay his salary before he can continue to pick up girls.

The woman with the melon-seed face, big waves, brand-name clothes, exquisite and fashionable, took the jewelry box, with reluctance on her face, and complained: "Ling Jun, if I look for you in the future, you are not allowed to refuse me, you are not allowed to block me, you are not allowed to not answer my phone." Ling Jun smiled gently and brightly: "You will always have my gentleness." At this moment, the phone rang.

"Sorry, I'll take a call." Ling Jun got up and left the table. He walked out of the restaurant and came to the quiet corridor. He answered the phone and smiled: "Uncle Zhao, what are my uncle's instructions?"

A male voice came from the phone: "Young Master Ling Jun, Elder Yunzhongzi asked me to tell you to keep an eye on Yuan Shi Tian Zun recently, observe his changes, and pay special attention to props and materials." Ling Jun was stunned: "What's wrong?" The middle-aged man briefly told Ling Jun what happened at Qin Feng Academy.

"I see." Ling Jun narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly: "Uncle suspects that Yuan Shi Tian Zun has unlocked the hidden quest?"

"No problem, I will keep an eye on him. Heh, the hidden quest of Qin Feng has not been solved yet. I hope Yuan Shi Tian Zun succeeds. Our Hundred Flowers Society likes this wedding dress very much." The middle-aged man said: "Try to be concealed and gentle." "Understood, Yuan Shi Tian Zun trusts me very much, and it's not difficult to extract information. Wait for my good news." Ling Jun curled the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong with you? You can't even handle such a trivial matter. My uncle suspects you." Cigar room, Ling Jun lazily lay on the soft chair, cocked his legs, and was extremely disappointed with his student's ability to handle affairs: "I knew you two had a conspiracy when I heard Fu Qingyang mention the hidden quest to you that day." Before Zhang Yuanqing could speak, Fu Qingyang, sitting on the sofa, said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, they have no evidence, and I won't let people from the Hundred Flowers Society contact Yuan Shi."

After speaking, Qian Gongzi glanced at Ling Jun: "All your expenses in Songhai in the future can be reimbursed by me. I'll send you the tiger skin in the White Tiger Guard's gang warehouse."

Ling Jun understood: "I will smooth things over for Yuan Shi on my uncle's side." The three of them stopped talking and leisurely puffed out white smoke. After a while, Zhang Yuanqing said: "Boss, did you cut something off me?" Fu Qingyang clipped a cigar, picked up the whiskey on the table and took a sip: "Red thread!" "What?" Qian Gongzi repeated: "Red thread, a red thread symbolizing marriage." "Pfft!" Hua Gongzi laughed,

"If you cut the red thread, you will pass through thousands of flowers without even touching a leaf, because no woman will like you at all." Then wouldn't I be like Sanyang Kaitai, without even a **?"

"Will no woman ever throw herself into my arms again?" Zhang Yuanqing's expression changed drastically. Fu Qingyang explained calmly: "The Palace Master of the Stop Killing Palace is a Musician. As long as she is willing, she can make any man fall in love with herself. Neither Ling Jun nor I are exceptions." As for why he cut them all off in one go, it's because he is not a Musician and cannot perform such precise operations.

Ling Jun waved his hand: "It's not that bad. As long as she's pretty enough, I'll fall in love with her even without the red thread. In addition, the red thread has a time limit. This skill is very troublesome in battle, just like the seduction of lust, it easily makes people soft-hearted." He was worried that I would be confused by the red thread and fall for the Palace Master's trick. No wonder the boss didn't object after a snap.

Zhang Yuanqing understood Fu Qingyang's meaning. "Then, then will my red thread recover?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

Fu Qingyang said: "The red thread will reconnect by itself after twenty-four hours." "That's good. I won't contact women for these twenty-four hours." As soon as Zhang Yuanqing thought so, he saw a bunny girl walk into the cigar room, stopped beside Fu Qingyang, and bowed: "Young Master, Miss Guan Ya is back." Ling Jun slapped his palm: "Yuan Shi, break up with Guan Ya now, and I'll introduce Teng'er to you." Jiangnan Leather City. In Xiahou's mansion, Xiahou Aotian sat at the table, and the computer screen showed the successful email sending. Half an hour ago, the official called the Xiahou family and asked him to submit a report on Qin Feng Academy. Although Xiahou Aotian has an unreliable personality, as a Scholar, he is better at writing a report without flaws than Yuan Shi Tian Zun and others. After sending the email, he grabbed his phone again and looked at the chat history, humming indifferently: "What problems can there be with the puppet core? Yuan Shi Tian Zun just knows how to scare people." After saying that, he slumped on the chair, looking at the ceiling with a disdainful expression. A few seconds later, he suddenly got up: "I'd better check it out." He walked out of the room, went downstairs, and came to the living room. The nanny was preparing lunch in the kitchen. "Does Young Master want to go out? Madam said that you were frightened in the instance recently and is stewing a soothing soup for you in the kitchen." The nanny euphemistically told him to come back for lunch.

The nanny of the Xiahou family, in ancient times, would be the family slaves in wealthy families. The Lingjing family has a very strict review system for the workers in the family. They will adopt orphans and train them into a series of service roles such as butlers, assistants, and nannies.

They will also recruit ordinary people who are accidentally involved in Lingjingwalker cases to work in the family. They will even absorb wild Lingjingwalkers to work for the family.

After more than a hundred years of reproduction, most of the ordinary people working for the Xiahou family are thousands of people, most of whom are golden jobs handed down from their ancestors, which are more stable than jobs in the system.

If there are promising family slaves, the Xiahou family will also arrange them to work in the family-run company, and their status, benefits, and income can be greatly improved.

"Tell the old lady that I'm going to the patriarch's house." Xiahou Aotian waved his hand and went out. The community is sunny, the roads are flat, and high-end villas are arranged in an orderly manner. The matching courtyards are filled with expensive ornamental plants.

Personnel wearing work uniforms are cruising in shuttle buses. Xiahou Aotian strolled in the sun, wearing slippers, shorts, a T-shirt, and an unruly hairstyle. If you don't consider his personality, he is indeed in line with the image of a anime male protagonist.

In a short time, Xiahou Aotian strolled to the manor where the patriarch lived, ignored the security personnel's obstruction, kicked the head of the family's grandson away, and arrived at the head of the family's study.

"Uncle, I want to enter your treasure vault." Xiahou Aotian pushed the door open and said loudly. "Grandpa, this guy broke in again." The head of the family's eldest grandson, who was about the same age, said loudly.

"Go to hell." Xiahou Aotian kicked him away. The old head of the family with gray hair was studying the weapon refining manual. He looked up, squeezed out a smile and asked: "Aotian, what are you going to do in the treasure vault?" "I'm not feeling well, I want to have a physical examination." In this way, Xiahou Aotian obtained the key to the head of the family's treasure vault. In fact, there are also physical examination props in Xiahou's gang warehouse, but the old ancestor needs to agree to the application to use the props in the warehouse, and he has been blacklisted by the old ancestor.

He walked along the steps to the first floor underground. At the end of the steps was a black iron door engraved with runes. Xiahou Aotian inserted the ten-centimeter-long key into the keyhole, clicked it, and a series of subtle sounds of gears and bearings running came from inside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the runes on the door lit up one by one, like fluorescent blue LED colored lights. The light of the runes suddenly converged towards the center of the door, collapsing into a rotating fluorescent blue channel.

Xiahou Aotian stepped into the channel and came to the head of the family's treasure vault. The space of the treasure vault is a full thousand square meters and the dome is about ten meters high, supported by six pillars.

The most numerous here are discarded props (failed to refine), followed by spiritual realm materials, and the least are props.

Xiahou Aotian walked to a machine similar to an MRI machine with ease, started the machine, and then lay down in it.

This is the equipment used by the Xiahou family for large-scale experiences. The circular machine hummed and ran, scanning Xiahou Aotian's body with infrared rays over and over again.

Didi ~ At this time, the display screen connected to the instrument emitted an electronic female voice: "Please do not scan two people at the same time, please do not scan two people at the same time." Hearing the instrument's prompt, a series of question marks first appeared in Xiahou Aotian's mind, and then his scalp went numb, and an unspeakable chill surged into his heart.