Chapter 169 No. 69 Hamburg Street, Queens

Kunis District, 69 Hamburg Street… Zhang Yuanqing first turned off his backup phone, then turned on the phone he normally used and searched for the address.

69 Hamburg Street was a high-end apartment building located in a densely populated area.

This was normal. The strongholds of evil factions were unlikely to be in sparsely populated suburbs. They had to be in bustling areas because, when necessary, the surrounding ordinary people could be used as hostages.

Whether it was the Lawful faction or the Evil faction, they would use “mortals” as hostages when they were desperate.

He held his phone, pondering as he walked toward the Heaven Punisher branch.

“Joining the Free Federation requires layers of tests, how troublesome! Let me think about how they will examine me. My identity in the Second District is always a front. Although Boss created an identity for me, I don’t belong to the Nihility Sect.”

“And a Level 6 rogue cultivator who doesn’t belong to the Nihility Sect is rare even in the Second District. The Free Federation has probably already sent people to the Second District to investigate my identity. They won’t find anything, so tonight’s assessment should be verifying my past.”

“The methods are nothing more than lie detection and oaths. If it’s lie detection, I don’t have a Secret Shelter right now, so it’s even more unsolvable. A bit of a headache…”

Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and felt that the only way to solve the problem was the Perfect Human Skin.

Use the human skin to bear his karma and let the Yin Corpse be the cannon fodder.

The Perfect Human Skin could only bear karma once and couldn’t withstand long-term assessments. The power of lie detection could be transferred to the spirit servant. As for oaths and contracts, he remembered that the oaths at the Saint level were also one-time things. He wondered if there would be any changes at the Ruler level…

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up. Wasn’t there a Ruler-level knight he knew? If there was a chance to freeload, why not?

So he opened his contacts, found "Zhai Cai," and dialed. After a few seconds, the phone prompted "Unable to connect."

“Did that cowardly knight turn off his phone, or has he already been harvested by the Free Federation?” Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment and dialed the mobile phone number of Zhai Cai’s secretary, An Diqi.

When Zhai Cai moved to the red brick building, Zhang Yuanqing and the slightly balding secretary had exchanged contact information.

This time the call connected smoothly, and a clear, crisp voice came from the speaker: "Xiaoyao Jianxian, are you looking for Chief Cai!"

"Yes, his phone is off. Please give him the phone!"

"Wait a moment!"

After a dozen seconds, the cheap, giggling voice of the one-handed knight rang from the speaker:

"Oh, you're still alive. Not bad, not bad. Your vitality is not inferior to the stinky rats in the gutter. Tell me, what do you want? Have you found any clues about the Tongtian Cult Master?"

Zhang Yuanqing maintained the coldness of a swordsman: "I will notify you, that stinky rat, when there is news. Now I need you to answer a question, it’s very important. Of course, you can refuse, and then our cooperation will end here."

He spoke very strongly because he expected that the one-handed knight wanted to recover the Pope’s relic and would rely on him, the swordsman.

For tracking and investigation, swordsmen were in the top three among all professions.

Sure enough, Zhai Cai chuckled: "Tell me first, and then I’ll consider whether to answer."

This guy’s tone was as annoying as ever.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "For Ruler-level oaths and contracts, is the punishment for violating the contract that the violator will be relentlessly pursued until death, or is it a one-time burst, and you can violate the contract as much as you want after surviving it?"

He was worried that after the Yin Corpse died in his place, the power of the contract and oath would discover that his main body was not dead and would continue to inflict damage.

"The penalties for violating contracts, oaths, and rules set by knights are only one-time."

"Also, I must remind you that only higher-level knights can revoke contracts, oaths, and rules. In addition, the Outlaw skill of the Disorderer can exploit loopholes in the rules and briefly deceive oaths, contracts, and rules. If you want to avoid the Ruler-level oath, I suggest you try to find a Drunkard profession's item at the Ruler level," Zhai Cai said seriously.

Ruler-level items were not so easy to find. Zhang Yuanqing said, "I understand! What about you? Do you have any clues about the third Holy Plate?"

"Why should I tell you?" Zhai Cai scoffed.

"Whatever. You are being targeted by the Free Federation now. If Heaven Punisher knows about the existence of the Holy Plate, they will definitely snatch it. If you want to recover the Holy Plate, you can only ask for help from me, a foreigner with good strength and no backing," Zhang Yuanqing didn't waste words with him and decisively ended the call.

After listening to Zhai Cai’s description, he already had a plan in his mind. Tonight, the main body had to go out in person and then let the Yin Corpse put on the Perfect Human Skin to bear the karma.

Because the karma grafted by the Perfect Human Skin must be from the main body, not the clone.

In other words, if the clone encountered lie detection, contracts, or other powers, the Yin Corpse would take the hit for him and die on the spot.

Before long, the bank building was in sight. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered something: "Speaking of which, my multiplayer dungeon is coming soon."

He had been in New York County for half a month, and the multiplayer dungeon was a headache. Last time, because he carried too many Ruler-level items, he entered a Ruler-level solo Lingjing.

Now, the same accident would naturally not happen again, but the Zijin Set bound to the character card was a Ruler-level item, plus he had fused with the Illusion God item and was a dual-profession peak Saint.

He felt that even S-level Saint dungeons were childish, but if he was assigned to a Ruler-level dungeon, and it was a multiplayer Lingjing, Zhang Yuanqing felt that he had a higher chance of being finished.

What kind of dungeon would Lingjing arrange for him?

"See how it goes. If it really doesn't work, I'll let the chairman enter the dungeon to save people, even if he's willing to drop a level," Zhang Yuanqing thought.

10 PM.

69 Hamburg Street, Queens. Zhang Yuanqing, wearing a baseball cap and mask, looked up at the shop sign. The English translation was roughly: Massage and Health Club.

This was a Japanese massage parlor. The entire Hamburg Street was a commercial and residential area. The first floor was a storefront, and the apartments started on the second floor.

The commercial and residential model made the whole street full of vitality, with a huge flow of people.

People shuttled through the street, some entering restaurants, some entering supermarkets, and some entering various recreational venues.

Zhang Yuanqing looked around, pressed down his hat brim, and entered the health club. As soon as he entered the store, a young woman in a pink uniform, with carefully drawn eyebrows and eye makeup, greeted him and said, "Hello, sir. What kind of service do you need? This is the store's menu."

Zhang Yuanqing quickly scanned the menu, lost interest, retracted his gaze, and cut to the chase: "I’m looking for Catherine. She asked me to meet her here at ten o’clock tonight."

The young woman in the pink uniform’s smile faded. A sharp glint was hidden in her charming eyes as she scrutinized Zhang Yuanqing for a few seconds and said, "May I ask who you are…"

"Tongtian Cult Master!"

The young woman's face reappeared with a smile, "Please follow me. Catherine is waiting for you inside."

She led Zhang Yuanqing inside. The lighting inside was dim, leaning towards warm, and a unique fragrance floated in the ambiguous air, somewhat sweet and somewhat hazy.

The corridor was quite spacious, with black tiles on the floor and walls. Pictures of women lying on massage beds, exposing their snow-white backs, hung on the walls.

Zhang Yuanqing saw Catherine’s photo inside.

There were rooms on both sides of the corridor. With Zhang Yuanqing’s hearing, he couldn't hear the sounds inside. If it weren’t for his ability to sense emotions, and knowing that the men and women inside were either in a state of intense pleasure or enjoying the comfort of a massage, sleeping peacefully, he would have almost thought that Catherine had cleared the place for him.

It showed that the store had soundproofing props.

Before long, the young woman led Zhang Yuanqing to a stop outside a room and bowed: "The owner is waiting for you inside." After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

Zhang Yuanqing concentrated and sensed that there was only one emotion in the room before pushing open the door wrapped in brass carvings.

The moment he pushed open the door, a strong and sweet fragrance rushed into his nostrils.

The room was large, with a bed, a rest area, and a small pool of several square meters.

The pool was filled with warm water, filled with mist, and rose petals floated on the surface of the water. A beauty with ice-like skin stood in the pool, facing away from him.

Her short, silver-white hair was tied up, her jade neck was slender, and the curves of her fair back rose and fell.

She had just the right amount of body fat, highlighting the plumpness of a young woman, and her rounded buttocks were like a full moon, with half of the two dimples on her waist exposed above the water, which was very charming.

Catherine sighed: "Tongtian Cult Master, you ruined our plan."

Zhang Yuanqing imitated Zhai Cai’s annoying tone and scoffed: "You wanted to assassinate Julian Meder and frame the Five Elements Alliance, thereby intensifying the conflict between Vinnie and Sean. Unfortunately, that guy named Jiumang is a strong player. This was an unplanned event. What does it have to do with me? Catherine, coming to see you tonight is my last patience. If it weren’t for the fact that I’m new here and need an organization to rely on, do you really think I want to play these boring games with you?"

"Speak. What is the final test? Let’s make it clear in advance, if it’s about sleeping with you, I refuse!"

The Tongtian Cult Master was a solitary lone wolf who didn’t like women, let alone be controlled by the Desire profession. Based on his character setting, Zhang Yuanqing coldly and ruthlessly said these words.

But the inner thoughts of his heart were completely different: "Damn it, a Ruler-level Desire profession. Just a semi-nude body almost made me lose control. My mind is full of nudes."