Information on Master Wuhen

Zhang Yuanqing picked up a piece of black jade, and a notification popped up in his field of vision: [Name: Dream-Traversing Jade Talisman] [Type: Consumable] [Function: Dream Summoning] [Description: A sub-item produced by the Nightmare Machine, capable of opening a dream passage connected to the main body.] [Remarks: One day, a certain indescribable existence happened to read a manga called 'X Dream Machine.' Inspired by it, the Nightmare Machine came into being.] An item of the dream domain. If I recall correctly, dreams seem to fall under the abilities of the Illusionist profession. Is this Master Wuhen an Illusionist? Zhang Yuanqing stowed away the talisman, looked toward Xie Lingxi beside him, and said, "Let's go." He then nodded toward the glamorous woman standing by the elevator doors. "Sorry for the intrusion. We were never here today, and we don't know this hotel exists." The glamorous woman chuckled softly. "Quite sensible!" She pressed the down button on the elevator and escorted Zhang Yuanqing and Xie Lingxi back down to the first floor. Once they were back in the car, Wuhen Hotel grew increasingly distant behind them until it vanished from sight. Only then did Xie Lingxi's taut body relax. "Brother Yuanshi, that Master Wuhen must be an Illusionist, and an exceptionally high-level one at that." She took out her black jade and sighed with emotion. "I wonder if we should actually use this if we run into danger in the future..." Even though Master Wuhen had not harmed them, he was still an evil profession after all, which naturally inspired deep-seated dread. "If it truly comes down to a matter of life and death, of course we use it. Nothing can be worse than dying anyway," Zhang Yuanqing said. Xie Lingxi nodded, saying with a touch of melancholy, "When I was little, my elders always said that evil professions are bloodstained criminals who deserve nothing less than death by a thousand cuts. But I never imagined that some of the people who commit killing sins might have been forced into it, that they had their reasons. They weren't born evil; they want redemption too." For no particular reason, Zhang Yuanqing thought of Ou Xiangrong. In his youth, that Bewitching Demon had suffered brutal school bullying with no one to turn to for help, leaving him with deep psychological scars. His mind had twisted as a result, leading him down a path of no return. If someone had lent him a helping hand back then, perhaps the world would have had one less vicious villain. Ou Xiangrong deserved to die, of course, because he had completely fallen apart, turning savage and bloodthirsty. But what about Ashamed to Be a Father, and evildoers like him? Zhang Yuanqing spoke slowly, "Evil professions are humanity's own karmic fire. You can't change the grand environment, nor can you change human nature. Thinking too much about it will only make you despise the world more and more." Xie Lingxi looked disappointed. These words were realistic, but also utterly powerless. She had expected Brother Yuanshi to feed her some chicken soup for the soul; chicken soup worked best at times like this to soothe internal turmoil. Zhang Yuanqing changed his tone. "We can't change the grand environment, but we can change ourselves. Now that you have a deeper understanding of evil professions, I'm sure you already know how to view these people properly. If you encounter an evil profession like Ashamed to Be a Father in the future, help them as much as you can." Xie Lingxi smiled sweetly, then put on an act of delicate girlish weakness, saying coquettishly, "Brother Yuanshi is so amazing. You're not very old, but you have such strong opinions. Unlike me, who only knows how to feel bad for them." Looking at the seemingly fragile, delicate girl, Zhang Yuanqing was about to speak when the speaker in his waist pack suddenly let out an electric crackle. Immediately afterward, a low-pitched singing voice echoed inside the car: "Always acting like a frail, delicate coward... Always acting like a frail, delicate coward..." It repeated on a single-line loop. Xie Lingxi's expression froze instantly. "Oh, that's the item we found in the underground parking garage. It always makes random noises for no reason." Zhang Yuanqing almost burst out laughing. Xie Lingxi: "..." The Xie family's car dropped him off at the main gate of the Kangyang District Public Security Bureau. Xie Lingxi poked her head out the car window and waved. "Brother Yuanshi, I'll be in Songhai for the next few days. Come hang out with me when you're free!" "Sure!" Zhang Yuanqing gave a perfunctory reply, waved, and turned to walk into the bureau. As he approached the glass building, he heard waves of cheers and laughter, bustling and lively, sounding as if a party were going on. What's going on? Filled with confusion, Zhang Yuanqing entered the glass building. He found the office area completely empty; the young ladies and older women had all gathered in the lounge area, clustering around Decurion Li Dongze, Guan Ya, and Wang Tai. On the table sat cakes, delicacies, and drinks—an incredibly lavish spread. Everyone held cups, eating good food, chatting, and laughing merrily in a heated atmosphere. "Oh, our hero is here! Everyone, welcome him!" Li Dongze looked toward the entrance and took the lead in applauding. Clap, clap, clap... Enthusiastic applause resonated through the room as the civilian staff beamed with warmth. Zhang Yuanqing's heart stirred. He ventured, "Did the bonuses and merits come through?" Guan Ya nodded with a smile. "Oh heavens, good lord, did you hear my prayers? Yes, you definitely heard them!" A massive grin spread across Zhang Yuanqing's face, his eyes dancing with joy. Li Dongze: "..." He tightened his grip on his cane, but ultimately relaxed his hand and chose to dive back into the party. Once the party wrapped up, Zhang Yuanqing patted his bulging belly, returned to the second floor, and reclined comfortably in his office chair. "Decurion, how much are my bonus and merit points? Is there a breakdown?" Li Dongze glanced at Guan Ya, who opened her pink laptop and placed it in front of Zhang Yuanqing. Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly sat up straight and looked at the laptop screen: [Clearing Sheling Tunnel: Rank-D Merit, 50,000 bonus (individual award).] [Killing Ou Xiangrong: Rank-D Merit, 300,000 bonus (team award).] [Clearing Jinshui Amusement Park: Rank-B Merit, 500,000 bonus (individual award).] Sheling Tunnel was a Night Wanderer trial spirit realm. Its underlying value was that it secured for the Five Elements Alliance the future quota of Night Wanderers born from that tunnel, as well as intelligence regarding the revival of Lady Sandao. However, because that intelligence was used to repay a favor, the Five Elements Alliance had not actually sold it for profit or derived direct gains from it, so only a Rank-D Merit was awarded. Killing Ou Xiangrong was a team merit. Out of the 300,000 bonus, Zhang Yuanqing was allotted 100,000, while the remaining 200,000 was split equally among the rest of the team, including the civilian staff. Li Dongze was thrilled because aside from the person who performed the deed, the one who benefited most from team merits was him, the Decurion. The more team merits they earned, the greater his chances of promotion. This was precisely why team captains like Qingteng and Bailong were so green with envy. The more talent under a captain's command, the greater the benefits to the captain; an exceptionally gifted subordinate could practically carry a captain to an effortless victory. The Rank-B Merit for clearing Jinshui Amusement Park was even more extraordinary. Theoretically speaking, a Rank-B Merit was the absolute limit an ordinary official walker could achieve; even Deacon-level walkers would drool over a Rank-B Merit. One could say that as long as Zhang Yuanqing advanced to a Level 3 Night Wanderer, he was practically guaranteed a captain position. Many Level 3 official walkers were still stuck among the elite members today, unable to get promoted simply because they lacked merits. Three merits, and the bonuses totaled 650,000! Holy mother of God, I've never seen this much money in my entire life... Zhang Yuanqing's heart pounded wildly. Beside him, Guan Ya patted his shoulder and said with a chuckle, "I ate way too much at the party today. You have to treat tomorrow night; I'm going to rip you off thoroughly." Zhang Yuanqing gave her a sidelong glance. "Woman, who do you think you're talking to? How dare you use such a casual tone when addressing a tycoon worth 650,000?" "You're getting pretty big for your boots, kid..." Guan Ya ground her teeth. Li Dongze watched the scene with a smile and said, "Now that the merits have been approved, your clearance has been raised as well. You can view higher-level materials; you can browse through the database on your own later. "In addition, Centurion Fu approved your proposal to join the manhunt for Hei Wuchang this morning. From now on, you'll be operating alongside Guan Ya and me." Centurion Fu agreed? Zhang Yuanqing was delighted. Having a superior who appreciated you truly was a delightful thing; it meant that most of your requests would be granted. Watching Li Dongze head back to his office, Zhang Yuanqing rubbed his round belly. It suddenly occurred to him: with his current clearance, could he look up information on Master Wuhen? No sooner thought than done. He immediately opened the official database, logged in with Yuanshi Tianzun's account credentials, and typed into the search bar: Master Wuhen. Unlike last time, when no relevant records were found, a result popped up: "ID: Past Traceless, Dominator Realm Illusionist, Class-C Wanted Criminal." "Remarks: This individual once severely crippled an elder of the Scarlet Fire Gang. Not bloodthirsty; holds no strong hostility toward official organization personnel. If encountered, under no circumstances should you provoke him; simply avoid him..." Dominator Realm? Zhang Yuanqing's pupils shrank abruptly.