Night Wanderer Conference

He opened his mouth but couldn't get the question out.

Being different from the mainstream meant greater attention.

Before he knew if it was good or bad, he could not spread it around. Besides, since there was no relevant information on the forum, it meant that the black full moon was not something that could be understood at a low level.

The higher the level of something, the more confidential it had to be. This was a principle that ordinary people understood.

Especially since he was still a rookie and did not have the ability or experience to deal with unexpected situations.

Why is the character card that Brother Bing had given me different from the normal Night Wanderer? This guy didn't tell me anything and disappeared.

Next, he exited the post and clicked on the search box of the forum. He planned to check on the situation of Goddess Sandao.

After keying in "Goddess Sandao Temple", he obtained two pieces of information. One was the dungeon guide (Five Elements Alliance version) that he had read before, and the other was an introduction to Goddess Sandao Temple.

"The Goddess Sandao Temple, the temple of Mount Sandao in Songjiang Prefecture at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, worshiped the Goddess of Mount Sandao. This Goddess was good at praying for rain and exorcising ghosts. She refined pills and cured illnesses, benefiting a region. After the Goddess of Mount Sandao ascended to immortality, the local government and the villagers funded the construction of the temple for her."

"The Temple of Goddess Sandao declined early on and is missing much precious research material—extract from the Songfu Library."

Extract from Songfu Library…

Looking at these words, Zhang Yuanqing's face froze, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The Temple of the Goddess Sandao was real? It existed in history?

If so, had the goddess really existed? Or had she herself been a real person?

A real person would appear in the Spirit Realm?

If she's a real person, will she crawl out of the Spirit Realm to look for me… Zhang Yuanqing was frightened by his own thoughts.

"Sister Guan Ya, I have a question…"

He never hurt his own head when he could ask questions.

Guan Ya turned back.

Zhang Yuanqing told her his guess about Lady Sandao Mountain.

"The chief should have told you that the Spirit Realm lies between reality and illusion." The old pervert raised her cup and sipped.

"Many scenes in the Spirit Realm are based on reality. For example, 'Dock Reservoir' and 'Water Paradise' can be found in reality, but there are obviously no such strange things in the real world. Otherwise, it would have long been chaotic."

So, although Goddess Sandao really existed, the one I saw was a figment of the Spirit Realm?

Zhang Yuanqing was relieved.

Just stay in the Spirit Realm forever, old witch.

…

Capital City, North Water Gate Airport.

A thin-faced Yuan Ting sat in a spacious business-class seat. He was dressed in a formal black suit and black shirt, his hair combed to perfection. He was dressed like a business elite.

Through the narrow plane window, he looked down at the myriad lights of the city below. They were brilliant.

He had just reported to the organization that the She Ling Tunnel had been conquered. He would be summoned to the capital in the afternoon.

However, it had nothing to do with the She Ling Tunnel. The return to the capital this time was because the Supreme Solitary Sect had gathered all the Night Wanderers scattered throughout the country for a meeting in the capital.

Large meetings like this were usually held only at the end of each year when Night Wanderers from all over the country had to come to the capital to report on their work.

If there was an exception, it must be something big.

I hope it's not bad news… Yuan Ting looked at the approaching city lights with a myriad of thoughts.

The plane landed smoothly. Yuan Ting got off the plane and dragged his suitcase straight to the parking lot on the second basement floor. There, he boarded the pickup car.

Forty minutes later, the car arrived at a five-star hotel. Yuan Ting placed his luggage and took the elevator to the large conference room on the top floor.

A banquet was being held here. Men and women in black formal suits, black coats, and long black dresses were holding wine glasses and shuttling between the delicacies, chatting and laughing.

"Yo, Captain Yuan is here."

Yuan Ting had just picked up a glass of wine from the waiter's plate when a man in a black shirt greeted her. He had a buzz cut, bright eyes, and a sharp face. His figure was a standard inverted triangle.

"Jian Ji!"

Yuan Ting smiled at his friend who greeted him. "Long time no see."

"Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time. Let's go and say hello."

Jian Ji put his hand on Yuan Ting's shoulder and led him to the table. There were six people sitting at the table, three men and three women. These were the Night Wanderers that Yuan Ting had trained with when he first entered the Supreme Solitary Sect.

Now that everyone was scattered everywhere, they were already captains.

After a few simple greetings, Yuan Ting probed, "Why did the Sect Master gather everyone in the capital this time?"

Yang Qian, who was wearing a ponytail and leather jacket and pants, pursed her lips and whispered, "We were just talking about that. All we know is that it's highly classified. Even the deacon doesn't know."

She had a graceful figure and a capable hairstyle. She did not wear any makeup or jewelry and looked valiant.

Even the deacon was not qualified to know?

Yuan Ting nodded slightly and did not ask further.

Jian Ji smiled and raised his glass. "We'll find out when the meeting starts later. There's no point thinking about it now. By the way, anything interesting lately?"

The valiant-looking Yang Qian smiled.

"I have something interesting here. A while ago, the eldest son of the Xiahou family was crippled by the Palace Master of the Killing Palace. I heard that when the elders of the Xiahou family arrived at the scene, he was already on the verge of death."

"Although he was saved with the Life Origin Fluid, his vitality was greatly damaged. He probably won't dare to go out for a long time. If he has a Spirit Realm mission in the near future, he will definitely die."

"The Killing Palace?" A male student looked at Yuan Ting. "If I remember correctly, this is the Spirit Realm Walker organization in the Songhai Region. Why are they fighting with the Xiahou family?"

Yuan Ting shook his head. "The people of the Killing Palace are very extreme, especially that Palace Master. He's completely crazy. It's no surprise that they fight with anyone. However, they're quite neutral to official organizations and usually behave themselves."

Yang Qian sighed. "That Palace Master is a high-level Spirit Realm Walker. Even deacons might not be her match. As long as such a person doesn't go overboard, we can just turn a blind eye."

After chatting for a while more, Jian Ji looked around and said, "We still have too few Night Wanderers. We can only watch other classes cause trouble and show off."

"Speaking of which, it's been many years since our sect has produced a talented Night Wanderer," said the round-faced and cute Xia Liang. Her voice was gentle and charming.

Now that the subject was brought up, Yuan Ting became interested and said: "I do have some big news here. Something to do with us Night Wanderers."

Everyone at the table looked over, their faces full of curiosity.

"Remember the She Ling Tunnel?" Yuan Ting asked.

"Yes, a beginner-level impossible Spirit Realm. Jiang Lin and Zhao Kai died in it back then." Jian Ji asked in confusion, "Did this damn place kill someone again?"

"From now on, the first clear of the She Ling Tunnel is gone. It was conquered by a kid."

Yuan Ting's words were like a dud, silencing the Night Wanderers around the table.

After a few seconds, Jian Ji said blankly, "That happened?"

Xia Bing widened her eyes and said loudly in her coquettish voice, "Yuan Ting, don't joke."

The others looked doubtful.

Yuan Ting nodded affirmatively. "This matter has already been reported to the sect. You can ask your respective superiors, as long as you don't ask for the strategy, the deacon should tell you."

The questioning turned to exclamations. The Night Wanderers at the table looked startled and excited.

"This is a big deal."

"That brother is awesome. How did he do it? Damn, I just want to read the guide now. I don't want to have a meeting."

"Wake up. You probably don't have access to it with your clearance."

Yang Qian looked around and asked, "Has this newcomer joined the Supreme Solitary Sect? Is he in the capital?"

Yuan Ting seemed to be more interested in talking. He shook his head and said regretfully, "You guys don't know. That guy was recruited by the Five Elements Alliance. Fu Qingyang personally called Elder Sun to ask for a strategy guide. When Elder Sun heard that the trial mission was the She Ling Tunnel, he immediately expressed that he didn't want this person."

"He can't take back what he said. Sigh, the elder is muddle-headed."

"He's indeed muddle-headed."

"Elder Sun, this, this… I'm so angry."

As he was gossiping about the high and mighty elder, Yuan Ting suddenly saw a middle-aged man in black walking over and heading straight for him.

"Yuan Ting, Elder Sun said that after the meeting, don't leave yet. Go to him."

Yuan Ting's expression froze.

The party quickly drew to a close. The waiter removed the plates and drinks.

The soft lighting had also changed to bright, blazing conference lights. The Night Wanderers filled the room, sitting at their round tables, waiting in silence. The hundred or so of them were so silent you could hear a pin drop.

During the long wait, an old man in a white training suit walked into the conference room expectantly.

He was nearly two meters tall and extremely tall. There were no wrinkles on his face, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife. There was a golden sun between his eyebrows, like a tattoo.

If not for his silver hair indicating his age, he would have looked more youthful than a young man.

First Elder of the Supreme Solitary Sect, Spirit Realm ID: Red Sun Executioner.

The Night Wanderers sat upright and gave the strongest Night Wanderers below the Sect Master enough respect.

Red Sun Executioner glanced at the many disciples below and said slowly.

"Not long ago, the Sect Master sensed the death of the Demon Lord. The problem of the Supreme Solitary Sect has been resolved. However, the Demon Lord's character card did not return to the Spirit Realm. Its whereabouts are unknown. Next, you have to search for the Demon Lord's successor with all your might."

"This successor has two main characteristics: The class mark is not a crescent moon, but a black full moon. When clearing the Spirit Realm, they will be given a Character Card Reward that ordinary Night Wanderers don't have."