Great Xia, Dali City.
Qin Ye came out of the internet café, and the time happened to be the next morning.
"Playing games all night feels amazing."
As he walked out of the internet café door, the morning sunlight shone on him, and Qin Ye stretched lazily. "It's a pity I don't have roommates. If we could stay up all night together in a gaming session, it would be even better."
As he spoke, he was thinking about whether to drag Black Fog Man into the game next time, letting him experience the joy of modern gaming and turning him into an internet addict.
[Ding! Alipay credited with 188,000 yuan.]
A notification sound came from his phone. Qin Ye picked up his phone and opened Alipay to check.
"749 Bureau's efficiency is pretty high."
Seeing his Alipay balance become 188,000 yuan, a smile appeared on Qin Ye's face.
Earlier this morning, while he was playing ranked mode, he received a call from Zhang Feng, informing him that the 749 Bureau had helped him contact buyers and had processed a portion of his gold, silver, jewelry, and antique calligraphy and paintings.
The 188,000 yuan was just a small part of the gold and silver jewelry. And not long after, "Speak of the devil, and he appears."
Zhang Feng called. "Mr. Qin Ye, have you received the transfer? I transferred it to the Alipay linked to your bank card."
"I received it. Thanks for your help, Zhang Feng. I'll transfer you 1,000 yuan—go have some drinks at Mixue Bingcheng."
"No need, no need, Mr. Qin Ye, you don't have to be so polite. It's just a small matter, and besides, drinks at Mixue Bingcheng don't cost that much."
"I insist, 1,000 yuan will be enough for six months' worth of drinks."
"Really, there's no need. It was just a minor favor. By the way—"
Zhang Feng changed the topic. "Mr. Qin Ye, you still have a lot of gold, silver, jewelry, and antique calligraphy and paintings that haven't been sold yet. But I had someone appraise them, and together, they are worth about a billion yuan."
"If you need money, I can ask the bureau to transfer funds to you first. Later, when the antiques and jewelry are sold, the bureau can simply deduct the amount."
Qin Ye responded lightly. "That would be too much trouble for the 749 Bureau. A billion is no small amount. I have enough for now—just sell them gradually and transfer me the money. That way, I can avoid having too much money at once and spending recklessly."
After that, Qin Ye hung up the phone. Seeing that he now had funds available, he didn't waste time. He opened a flight booking app and bought a ticket for a flight to the capital today.
And just after Qin Ye purchased his ticket—
Dali City, 749 Bureau Branch.
"Mr. Zhang Feng, we just received feedback—Mr. Qin Ye has bought a plane ticket."
An operations staff member knocked on the door and entered.
Old Mu, who had been making tea with Zhang Feng, was taken aback when he heard this.
"Mr. Qin Ye is leaving Dali City so soon?" Zhang Feng was also somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected Qin Ye to leave Dali City this quickly.
"Do we need to find a way to stop him?" the operations staff asked.
Zhang Feng shook his head. "No need. Mr. Qin Ye can go wherever he wants."
Old Mu responded, "If we let Mr. Qin Ye leave just like that, won't the headquarters blame us?"
"They won't. I received news from headquarters today—Mr. Qin Ye is no longer our responsibility. After last night's report, confirming that Mr. Qin Ye was simply playing in an internet café, headquarters assessed that his safety level is high."
Zhang Feng spoke bluntly. "Now, headquarters has told us to stop monitoring Qin Ye. Even if follow-up is needed, they will assign Ten Grandmasters or Guardians to handle it. But for now, it's not necessary—headquarters is currently focused on dealing with top-priority emergencies."
When the topic shifted to top-priority emergencies, both Old Chen and Old Mu looked curious.
Old Mu immediately asked, "Speaking of which, how are the top-priority emergencies across the country being handled? I checked our supernatural intelligence network yesterday and couldn't find a trace of information. When I asked the bureau, no one knew either."
Old Chen also said, "I guess small fries like us don't have the clearance to know. But it makes sense—each top-priority emergency could shake the entire supernatural world of Great Xia. Keeping it secret is normal."
As the two spoke, Zhang Feng interjected. "Top-priority emergencies are indeed major matters. If you don't meet the required level, you don't have clearance to know. Currently, only those ranked Night Watchman and above can access this information."
"So, I can't tell you about it. But you both have a chance to become Night Watchmen. Work hard, and once you get promoted, I'll add you to the Night Watchman group chat. Then you can just ask in the group and find out everything."
Old Chen smiled bitterly. "Becoming a Night Watchman isn't that easy—you need to be a Red-Robed Daoist at least."
Old Mu sighed. "White, Black, Green, Blue, Yellow, Red, Purple—I spent decades just reaching Yellow-Robed Daoist. Although the next level is Red-Robed Daoist..."
"But each level is harder than the last. Even if I do reach Red-Robed, it won't be quick—it will take at least ten years."
"And to become a Night Watchman, you must be at least a Red-Robed Daoist. By the time I qualify, ten years will have passed—these top-priority emergencies will be history by then."
Hearing their concerns, Zhang Feng, as a Night Watchman, didn't refute them. Being a cultivator himself, he naturally understood the difficulties.
But he wasn't as pessimistic. "I told you that you both have a chance to become Night Watchmen—I wasn't joking. Theoretically, given your talent, you would need at least ten years."
"But that's just in theory. In reality, it won't take that long."
Seeing their intrigued expressions, Zhang Feng didn't hide anything. He smiled. "Today, I received more than just an update about Mr. Qin Ye from headquarters—I got another piece of news."
"Due to the multiple top-priority emergencies happening across the country, headquarters is now acutely aware of a manpower shortage. They urgently need powerful individuals, so they are fully opening up resources to strengthen worthy cultivators."
"As for how they will select these people—although the supernatural world is a small circle, given Great Xia's 1.4 billion people, the actual number of cultivators is quite large."
"So, screening each one individually is too inefficient. They've decided to use a referral system—selecting capable cultivators from the 749 Bureau and allowing them to recommend individuals, since cultivators understand each other best."
As he spoke, Zhang Feng smiled. "Coincidentally, as a Night Watchman, I have two referral slots. I plan to use them for you two—you had the courage to take on a Zombie King, and in my opinion, that courage is invaluable. Even if your talent is slightly lacking, it doesn't matter."
Old Chen and Old Mu were overjoyed. They immediately stood up, ready to kneel in gratitude.
Yes—kneel. Because Zhang Feng deserved that much respect.
As cultivators under the 749 Bureau, they knew very well—when the bureau said they were going to train cultivators, it meant pouring in resources.
To put it bluntly, with the 749 Bureau's vast scale and accumulated resources, they could elevate even a pig to Red-Robed status—or even Purple-Robed.
And indeed, that was the reality.
"Pack your things. I've already submitted your names. In the next two days, someone will pick you up and take you to a special place."
"What place?"
"The real Kunlun Mountains." Zhang Feng smiled and said each word clearly.
Hearing this, Old Chen and the other were stunned. When they snapped out of it, Old Chen was so excited that he spoke incoherently.
"Are you talking about that place? That legendary Kunlun Mountain 'Hell's Abyss Gate'!"
Seeing Zhang Feng nod in acknowledgment, both Old Chen and the other were shocked.
"I always thought this was just an internet rumor. Even as someone in the Transcendent Circle, I had never heard of this place. I didn't expect it to actually exist."
After Old Mu finished speaking, Old Chen immediately followed. "So, that means the rumors are true? There's a secluded deep valley in the Kunlun Mountains. It's said to be terrifying inside, and the locals call it the 'Hell's Abyss'—a place where people enter but never return. Online, it's referred to as 'Hell's Abyss Gate'."
The two spoke back and forth, like they had discovered a new continent, their expressions were full of excitement.
Zhang Feng simply smiled and said, "That's right, it's that place. But it's not as terrifying as the rumors say. In reality, the 749 Bureau spread those stories to mislead the public. The truth is, that place requires a special method to enter."
"And it is an excellent cultivation ground. After years of research and referencing ancient texts and folklore, the 749 Bureau has also uncovered the origin of that place."
"It is said that in the North Song Dynasty, a remarkable cultivator, on a whim, created this cultivation ground. If not for this little-known folk story, even the 749 Bureau wouldn't have discovered that place."
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