Pillar-Tier Benefits

Qilin had always recruited talent without sticking to rigid rules. However great one's ability was, Qilin would provide an equally vast stage. Of course, just as greater ability brought greater authority, greater responsibility brought richer benefits. After some discussion, Yu Lie, Xiao Cheng, and the others made a few small adjustments to Yu Xian's status. First was Yu Xian's ranking. It was raised directly from 6,330 all the way to 33. His codename remained unchanged for now, mainly because Salty Fish was exceedingly deceptive and could serve as protective camouflage for him. Having an enemy underestimate you was, after all, an advantage in its own right. Furthermore, while Yu Xian remained a member of the Evil-Slaying Squad, his direct supervisor was changed to Xiao Cheng. He was also granted the privilege of opting out of missions—and even the authority to forcibly abort them. Simply put, everything prioritized Yu Xian's safety. Qilin's internal benefits were divided into four tiers: Basic, Elite, Pillar, and National. Originally, Yu Xian had enjoyed Basic-tier benefits. Following the discussion, his benefits were upgraded from Basic straight to Pillar tier, bypassing Elite tier entirely. This was an undeniable promotion that reflected immense regard. Beyond basic guarantees covering housing, travel, medical care, and more, Pillar-tier benefits meant headquarters would assemble a five-man logistics squad dedicated entirely to serving Yu Xian. As long as any request he made was legal, reasonable, and compliant with regulations, the squad had to obey unconditionally and do everything within their power to fulfill it. Naturally, authority and benefits came hand in hand with responsibilities. Yu Xian was required to provide Qilin with ten teleportation points. Over the coming period, Xu Hebai, Director of the Support Division, would personally take the time to escort him to the six major forbidden zones to place spatial bubbles. In emergencies, Yu Xian would be tasked with transporting designated personnel to designated locations. Ten teleportation points really was not much at all. Moreover, Dragon-rank experts could not move about casually, meaning this duty was practically an idle sinecure, utterly disproportionate to what he received. The benefits were far too lavish. And the task was far too simple for him. Yet the reason for this outcome was primarily his immense potential. Ranking thirty-third was not just due to his unique ability; it was because Yu Lie and the others saw staggering potential in him. If he possessed Eagle-rank strength, he might even rank in the top three. And if he ever drew the Pangu Herculean Divine Ability one day, he would immediately supplant Gong Qian and claim the number one spot. When Yu Xian stepped out of the director's office, his head was still spinning. He looked at Ether beside him and asked, "I didn't even have to take an assessment, and now I'm ranked thirty-third?" "Big bro, please don't talk to me. My head is spinning too," Ether said, patting his own cheeks with an expression of sheer disbelief. Because he had been the first to discover Yu Xian's special ability, he had received a reward as well. It was the first time he had ever been praised by so many big shots at once, leaving him just as light-headed with excitement as Yu Xian. "Then I'm heading home first. Bye!" Yu Xian took a deep breath, slapped his cheeks, conjured a spatial bubble in front of him, and instantly teleported home. "Hey!" Ether watched Yu Xian vanish, only realizing a moment later what had happened. The director had explicitly stated that bubbles were not to be used carelessly within Qilin Headquarters, only in designated spots! Why did Yu Xian just use one again? Just then, Xu Hebai, Director of the Support Division, stepped out, patted Ether on the shoulder, and chuckled. "All right, if it's just for his own use, let him be." At this moment, Yu Xian could be considered the freest man in Huaxia, truly able to go wherever he pleased. Headquarters had no intention of tying him down. Rules could never retain true talent. Over the centuries, Qilin had produced countless gifted individuals. Most had eventually plunged into the Abyss, never to return. Yet many had chosen to stay—not bound by rules or sheer authority, but won over by sincerity and empathy. You couldn't just forbid someone from using their own abilities. All Yu Lie and the others had meant was that Yu Xian shouldn't leave too many bubbles lying around inside Qilin. ... Back home, Yu Xian collapsed onto his bed and pulled out his phone to browse through the Pillar-tier benefits. After reading through all of them, he let out a long sigh. The benefits were truly too good—so good that he felt a twinge of guilt, even wondering if he had the resolve required to match them. At the same time, he felt deeply moved. Big shots like Yu Lie and Xiao Cheng genuinely cared for him, rather than merely dispensing petty favors out of feigned benevolence. Qilin Headquarters had truly lavished every benefit they could muster on him without holding anything back. Under normal circumstances, transcendent factions would hold back thirty percent of their rewards and perks to avoid running out of things to offer down the line. But Qilin was trading sincerity for sincerity, giving no thought to future leverage at all. He opened the Transcendent Containment Facility portal and carefully browsed for anything that might be useful to him. One of the Pillar-tier perks allowed him to apply each month to use a containment object whose side effects already had an established solution. Item No. 034, codename: Doom Prophetic Dream. It was essentially a bottle of sleeping pills. Taking one allowed the user to have a dream that prophesied the future. The catch was that any prophetic dream was guaranteed to be a nightmare, and the outcome was entirely unalterable—it would inevitably unfold exactly as dreamt. Through research by Qilin Headquarters, it was determined that the sleeping pills would inevitably result in the death of the user or someone close to them. However, they possessed that unique function: granting a glimpse of future information. In short, it was an exceedingly ominous item, and how it had originated remained an unsolved mystery. Researchers later discovered that the fatal prophetic dreams actually had a workaround: acting. If one dreamt of someone dying, they could simply stage an act of that person's death. As long as every detail matched the vision in the dream, the fatal prophetic outcome would be dismantled entirely. After reading about it, Yu Xian found it far too troublesome. Besides, he had no need for glimpses into the future. He continued scrolling down. Item No. 035, codename: Self-Domesticator's Notebook. It was a notebook; once a goal was written inside, it subtly influenced the writer, gradually nudging them toward that objective. For example, if someone wanted to lose weight and wrote down "lose seventy jin," they would gradually and habitually exercise until they had successfully shed seventy jin. However, one must never write down an unachievable goal, such as "I want to become a god" or "I want to become an immortal." Such goals would drive the writer toward places harboring tremendous fortuitous opportunities. Surviving meant obtaining the opportunity; failing meant death and the end of one's cultivation path. To this day, not a single person had successfully obtained such an opportunity. Every one of them had died along the way. Furthermore, the notebook had a side effect: the "self-domestication" was a lie. In truth, the users were the ones being domesticated by the notebook. At first, users could write their wishes with prudence and restraint. But the more they used it, the deeper the notebook's domestication took hold, until they were reduced to complete puppets of the notebook. By that point, the written wishes would grow increasingly outlandish, right up until the notebook toyed them to death. As for the solution to this side effect, it was surprisingly simple.