Fu Qingyang cleared the S-level dungeon. Xiahou Aotian's embarrassment vanished in an instant, replaced by excitement and joy. With the inability to contact the Primordial Heavenly Lord, the small team of the Returned Dead was like a ship without a rudder.

This forced him to indulge in wine and women with Zhai Cai,

Lamenting, the end of the world is coming, and I, as the protagonist, can only shamelessly enjoy the abundant material comforts.

Now that Fu Qingyang has returned to reality, the team has finally welcomed its backbone.

Fu Qingyang, returning to his study, naturally saw Xiahou Aotian in the reception area, along with the Single Inheritance Knight draped in a smooth black sable coat.

He showed neither surprise nor astonishment, simply casting a calm gaze as indifferent as a great marshal unmoved by the collapse of Mount Tai before him.

Then, he noticed his treasured Qian Hong and cigars, unwrapped and uncorked, being enjoyed to their fullest by the two.

Xiahou Aotian's eyes darted around, and he quickly poured Qian Gongzi a glass of wine: "To celebrate Elder Fu Qingyang's clearing the S-level dungeon, advancing to Level 9, Sovereign!"

Fu Qingyang took the glass and glanced down at the liquid inside.

At this moment, the Single Inheritance Knight walked over, holding a cigar in one hand and a wine glass in the other, and smiled: "Sorry, I didn't get the owner's permission before helping myself to the treasures in the house. You're not angry, are you?"

Fu Qingyang said calmly: "It's nothing!"

Despite the words, Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian felt their hairs stand on end, every pore as if pierced by a sword. With a single thought from the cold-faced swordsman, they would be pierced by ten thousand swords and die.

What "It's nothing," you clearly care to death! Xiahou Aotian complained inwardly.

At the same time, he was filled with surprise. The pressure and sense of crisis from Fu Qingyang, newly promoted to Level 9 Sovereign, were even stronger than from his Uncle.

It should be known that his Uncle was a peak-level Sovereign. Although the Earth Elemental profession was relatively mild and not as sharp as a Scout, it still demonstrated that Fu Qingyang was no ordinary Level 9 Sovereign.

He had an encounter in the S-level dungeon. Seeing the two frozen, as if facing a great enemy, not daring to move, Fu Qingyang leisurely took a sip of Cognac, pursed his lips, and commented: "It's best to keep it in an ice bucket when tasting. The wine isn't expensive, but it's relatively rare. If you want to drink it, tell me next time."

He put down his glass, pulled over a high-backed chair, sat down, and stared at Xiahou Aotian like an imposing superior.

"Fighting in the dungeon alone was more difficult than I imagined. I wasted a lot of time in there and couldn't clear it within the agreed time. What's the situation with Yuanshi now?"

From their micro-expressions, he saw pessimism, solemnity, and a hint of self-abandonment.

The snatching of the solar source is already over. You're eating shit; you can't even get it while it's hot… Xiahou Aotian muttered in his heart. He certainly wouldn't dare to say that out loud.

He sighed and said: "The Primordial Heavenly Lord has become the Lord of the Sun, alas. I'm a failure, unable to keep up with his progress. Perhaps it's just not my version yet."

The fact that the Primordial Heavenly Lord had become the Lord of the Sun was completely unexpected for Fu Qingyang. The cold and dignified expression of a superior momentarily dissolved, replaced by a brief moment of stunned disbelief.

In that instant, the sense of achievement and satisfaction from advancing to Level 9 Sovereign vanished. The always proud Qian Gongzi, for the first time, felt the helplessness of "why was Yu born when Zhou Yu was already here?"

Soon, those emotions turned into deep relief. He resumed his cold and dignified expression and nodded.

"It seems that a lot has happened outside during my time in the dungeon."

Immediately, Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian told Fu Qingyang how the Star Lord convened a demigod conference, forcing the Goddess of Beauty and the Void God to hand over the Compass Shard and begin the Solar Source War.

As for how the Primordial Heavenly Lord managed to enter the dungeon and become the Lord of the Sun, they didn't know.

Xiahou Aotian sighed: "According to the announcements from the Five Elements Alliance headquarters and the Taiyi Sect, the Star Lord has betrayed the Lawful faction and become our greatest enemy. It is said that he and Yuanshi also have a decisive battle, and I don't know if we can help."

Fu Qingyang spent a short two minutes completely digesting the information, calming the storm within, and displaying exceptional psychological resilience.

He calmly asked, "Where is Yuanshi? Has he returned to reality, or is he still fighting in the dungeon?"

Zhai Cai replied: "Last night, he fought with Asura in the Northwest. The Void Demigod was also in Yang, teleporting the entire city's population to the Songhai suburbs. Just now, he seemed to be fighting in The Way of the Extraordinary again. Our levels are too low to participate or even watch."

Xiahou Aotian angrily said: "Yuanshi has become arrogant after becoming the Lord of the Sun, disdaining to share information with us. We haven't been able to contact him yet."

Zhai Cai shot Xiahou Aotian a dissatisfied glance and said: "Don't interrupt me. According to what the Void says, the ultimate goal of the Evil faction is to destroy Earth, and the gods behind them will act with malice."

Fu Qingyang swept his gaze over the two of them and coldly said: "So, the end of the world is approaching, and you two are hiding in my study, stealing my wine?"

Zhai Cai shrugged, adopting a carefree attitude. "Live in the moment!"

He brought out that same old theory again.

Fu Qingyang looked at the Single Inheritance Knight calmly and said, "Yuanshi is right! You really are a punching bag."

"What do you mean?"

Fu Qingyang pondered for a few seconds and said: "You two get out. I need to convene the Nine Elders meeting!"

Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian each swiped a cigar box and a bottle of Cognac, and left the study.

Crab City, Xie Family Old Mansion.

The Palace Master of Death in her red dress appeared out of thin air in the courtyard. The silver mask on her face was gone, revealing delicate and lovely features. The beauty mark at the corner of her eye and mouth added a touch of playfulness and charm. Beyond these qualities, there was also a layer of maternal radiance.

She had successfully advanced to Level 8, mastering the "Gestation" skill.

As the core skill of an Level 8 Fate Arbiter, this "Gestation" had three manifestations. One was to force a target to become pregnant, the fetus growing and taking a portion of the target's spiritual power.

The second was to gestate a clone of herself. The clone possessed 70% of the main body's strength and was a true living being with the same personality and preferences as the main body. When necessary, it could even become a backup for the main body's resurrection.

The third was to swallow the flesh, blood, and remnant spirit of a recently deceased person, use herself as a womb, and give birth to them again. The reborn person was no different from a fetus, and possessed most of their memories from their previous life. The core was to replenish the remnant spirit and reshape the physical body.

This third point was very similar to the Mother God's Womb.

This last ability was only available to female musicians, male musicians could not use it, because men did not have wombs.

The Palace Master of Death's bright eyes flickered as she looked at the pink-and-tender child sitting at the stone table, pairing yellow wine with hairy crabs.

"You've arrived." The pink-and-tender child looked up.

The Palace Master of Death smiled and said, "My current position should be able to barely accommodate the Nuwa Emperor's body. But to truly control it and become a demigod, I need to advance to Level 9."

Xie Family Ancestor took a sip of his wine and said, "Once you accommodate the Nuwa Emperor's body, I'll give you the Holy Infant. Taking care of children is a woman's job; it's a waste to keep him here with me. However, your becoming a demigod is no longer of much significance..."

Seeing that the old ancestor had something to say, the Palace Master of Death frowned slightly. "What's wrong?"

"While you were in the gang dungeon, the outside world underwent earth-shattering changes." Xie Family Ancestor put a piece of crab roe in his mouth, enjoying the rich and fragrant taste, but his tone was full of emotion. "The Star Lord betrayed us, Ling Tuo died, the Lawful demigods collectively fell into slumber, and the Primordial Heavenly Lord advanced to the Lord of the Sun, but he is not yet complete."

The Palace Master of Death was first stunned, and then fell silent. She sighed, "He has already regained his memories..."

As an important figure who helped the Demon Monarch resurrect, she was not surprised that the Primordial Heavenly Lord had advanced to the Lord of the Sun. The shock just now came from the Star Lord's betrayal.

Like all the Lawful Wayfarers, she found it hard to believe and accept that the Star Lord was actually a Fallen One.

"Old Ancestor, what exactly is going on? Tell me in detail." The Palace Master of Death sat down at the stone table.

Xie Family Ancestor told her the whole story of the Solar Source War from beginning to end.

The Palace Master of Death frowned, finally understanding why the old ancestor said that merging with the Nuwa Emperor's remains was no longer of much significance.

Unless you were a demigod, it would be difficult to influence the outcome of the war.

The battle between Yuanshi and the Taiyi Sect Master was the highest level of competition in The Way of the Extraordinary. "If the Primordial Heavenly Lord can complete the Solar Source, and the Star Lord happens to merge with the Lunar Source, then the chances of victory are fifty-fifty. If the Star Lord fails to successfully merge with the Lunar Source, then the Primordial Heavenly Lord will definitely win," said Xie Family Ancestor.

"Conversely, the Star Lord will definitely win. Therefore, they are all racing against time to complete their integration before the other succeeds."

The Palace Master of Death asked, "What's the situation now?"

Xie Family Ancestor smiled: "I don't know. We're just waiting for news. Maybe we'll get some soon."

As soon as he said that, a man wearing a silver mask and a burgundy suit appeared in the courtyard.

"Yo, Yu'er is out of seclusion!" President Hui sighed, "Just in time for the finale, although it might be a tragedy."

The Palace Master of Death frowned. "What do you mean?"

President Hui did not answer, but looked at Xie Family Ancestor and said, "Old man, stop eating crabs. The Lord of the Sun is summoning us. Something bad has happened. Alas, our young Lord of the Sun has fallen into the old fox's trap."