Night. Below the office.

At this time, only Lin Xuan and Hong Ying remained in the office.

According to Hong Ying, the others were busy, but she didn’t say exactly what they were doing. However, Lin Xuan could guess that the others were likely searching for the Demon Face King's whereabouts.

Just a moment ago, he had gone upstairs to check, and there were no signs of rain. It was definitely going to rain tomorrow.

Lin Xuan reaffirmed his guess.

"Red Ying, I want to take a day off tomorrow to handle my school transfer," Lin Xuan said.

Although he said it was for a transfer, it was actually a formal withdrawal under the operations of the Night Watch.

"Alright," Hong Ying nodded. "The materials have already been prepared for you. Do you want to go by yourself tomorrow, or should I accompany you?"

"I'll go by myself."

He wasn't just taking the day off to withdraw from school.

There was more at play here—he needed to save Zhao Kongcheng and deal with the Demon Face King.

Lin Xuan was not only thinking about saving Zhao Kongcheng through Nibelungen, but he also wanted to devour the Demon Face King and its Forbidden Domain to further improve himself.

Although he had forgotten the exact abilities of the Demon Face King’s Forbidden Domain, he remembered it was called Demon Face’s Territory, which seemed to be a high-risk Forbidden Domain.

(Forbidden Domains ranked from Sequence 90 to 199 were categorized as ‘high-risk’.)

To achieve these goals, it was best for him to be involved directly. Staying within the Night Watch would make many things inconvenient, as everything he did would be under their watchful eyes.

To others, he was just a newcomer at the Zhan Realm, and they wouldn’t let him approach a Demon King at the Chuan Realm level.

Lin Xuan knew his own abilities well. At his current stage, he wasn’t capable of defeating the Demon Face King, but he could strike once Zhao Kongcheng had heavily injured it.

But Lin Xuan couldn’t let the Demon Face King slip away—it was an opportunity to rapidly improve his strength.

He hadn’t forgotten that during the middle of the new recruit training, during the New Year period, the Ancient God Church had sent a Sea Realm expert to target Lin Qiye, with an ultimatum: either join them, or die.

And he, the agent of Nidhogg, had made a grand entrance in such a high-profile manner. It was inevitable that it had already drawn the attention of the Ancient God Church.

The Ancient God Church might even be more interested in him than in Lin Qiye.

Lin Xuan was sure that Nidhogg did not exist in this world, and the things he knew were likely known to the gods of the Ancient God Church as well.

Nidhogg’s sudden appearance—not in Scandinavia, but in the Great Xia—would definitely pique their interest.

Moreover, the descriptions of Nidhogg in Norse mythology portrayed it as utterly evil, making it a perfect match for the Ancient God Church.

Not only that, but its status was high—at least at the level of a Supreme God.

It would be strange if the Church didn’t try to recruit it.

It was even possible they might send another Sea Realm expert.

In this situation, Lin Xuan felt a sense of urgency.

He needed to raise his bloodline purity and his strength as quickly as possible to ensure his survival in the event of an attack from the Ancient God Church.

Relying on others was risky; if you fall behind, you fall behind in everything.

He understood this principle very well, and he had to act on it.

And the Demon Face King, a Chuan Realm being with a high-risk Forbidden Domain, if he could kill it, his bloodline purity would likely increase significantly.

Second High School

Amidst the noise, Lin Xuan entered the classroom.

Li Yifei saw him and quickly approached.

Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.

"Lin Xuan, I heard you took a day off yesterday. What happened?"

Due to confidentiality rules, Li Yifei didn’t know what had happened the previous day.

"It’s nothing, just some family matters," Lin Xuan casually lied.

Jiang Qian pulled Lin Xuan aside. "Lin Xuan, Lin Qiye, he..."

"He’s fine."

"Then that's good."

Lin Xuan could see Jiang Qian visibly relax.

Seeing Lin Xuan return, everyone felt relieved. At the time, Lin Xuan and Lin Qiye had been left behind, and neither of them showed up yesterday. They had thought the worst.

But luckily, it was nothing serious.

Just then, the room suddenly fell silent.

Turning to look, a handsome young man stood there, his striking eyes the most eye-catching feature.

His pitch-black pupils sparkled with a hint of starlight.

This person was Lin Qiye.

At this moment, he was scanning the room, as though observing everyone.

Soon, Lin Qiye’s gaze landed on Lin Xuan, and he was slightly surprised.

Yesterday, he had been captured by Zhao Kongcheng, and they had talked for a while. During their conversation, Zhao Kongcheng mentioned Lin Xuan, saying he had joined their group and was also a divine agent, just like him.

He hadn’t expected to run into him here.

Lin Xuan just gave him a brief glance before turning to pack his things.

Since he was "transferring schools," he had to go through the motions.

Taking advantage of the attention everyone was focused on Lin Qiye, he quickly gathered his belongings.

"Lin Xuan, where are you going?" Li Yifei noticed Lin Xuan grabbing his bag, his face full of confusion.

"I'm transferring," Lin Xuan said.

"Huh?"

Before Li Yifei could react further, Lin Xuan had already left the classroom, brushing past Lin Qiye at the door.

Lin Qiye turned to look at him, then withdrew his gaze.

Seeing him reminded Lin Qiye of the massive dragon shape he had seen that night, the overwhelming malicious intent, and the terrifying pressure. If not for being in a peculiar state, he wouldn’t have been able to withstand that kind of force.

He also remembered what Lin Xuan had said earlier.

The transfer was clearly just an excuse. Since Lin Xuan had joined that mysterious organization, it was impossible for him to continue studying at this school.

From now on, Lin Xuan and the other students were from two completely different worlds.

Lin Qiye returned to his seat, and the seat next to him was already empty.

Everyone had their own path to follow. He didn’t plan on joining that mysterious organization—he just wanted to focus on his studies and try to get a good job in the future to repay his aunt.

In the teacher’s office, Lin Xuan’s homeroom teacher, the female teacher, was processing his transfer paperwork.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan discreetly flipped open the student roster, which listed Lin Qiye’s home address. After completing the transfer procedures, Lin Xuan left the school, heading straight to a knife shop where he picked out two bone cleavers.

Since money was no object, he picked the most expensive ones without haggling, paid, and left.

He then went to another shop and bought an umbrella, storing all the items in Nibelungen.

This was a feature Lin Xuan had discovered while developing Nibelungen—he could use it as a personal storage space.

After finishing these errands, Lin Xuan returned to his villa in Longhua Garden and began his training for the day.

Hong Ying had set up a training plan tailored to his needs. However, according to her, this plan was temporary.

Once the team leader had time, he would personally guide Lin Xuan’s training and create a new plan for him.

Lin Qiye was a semi-boarding student, only returning home at night and staying at school during lunch.

Even if he went back at noon, his aunt would be at work, so no one would be there to cook for him.

So, Lin Xuan only needed to wait until after school to go to Lin Qiye’s house.

Of course, he had to avoid Zhao Kongcheng.

If he remembered correctly, Zhao Kongcheng had gone directly to Lin Qiye’s house.

It would be awkward if they happened to run into each other.

The time was 5:30 p.m.

Lin Xuan took a shower and changed into light clothing.

There were still thirty minutes before Lin Qiye got out of school, so he was ready to leave.

The sky had darkened, the clouds were thick, and the air was damp.

It was about to rain.

Using the address from the student roster, Lin Xuan found a small residential building. A dim yellow light leaked from it, casting shadows on the gray ground.

Lin Xuan hid in a dim alley, opened his umbrella, and began to wait.

From his position, he could clearly see the small, run-down building in the distance.

The heavy rain started to pour.

Around six o'clock, through the thick rain, Lin Xuan saw a figure quickly rushing into the residential building.

About ten minutes later, a middle-aged man holding an umbrella walked out of the building and got into a black van.

It was Zhao Kongcheng.

Here it comes.

Lin Xuan tightened his grip on the umbrella, his expression serious.

The sun had dipped below the horizon, the sky was darkening, and in the heavy rain, Lin Xuan blended with the night.

He could feel his heartbeat thundering in his chest.

He stepped out of the alley, moving toward Zhao Kongcheng's direction.

He walked slowly, knowing that Zhao Kongcheng would soon be returning.

Sure enough, not long after, Lin Xuan saw Zhao Kongcheng running toward him, holding a briefcase in one hand and speaking into an earpiece with a frown and a hint of anger.

Lin Xuan looked up and saw Zhao Kongcheng heading toward him, asking in "surprise," "Old Zhao, what are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Kongcheng widened his eyes, his expression stunned.

He had heard from Hong Ying that Lin Xuan had taken the day off, and he didn’t expect to run into him here.

"Lin Xuan, come with me. We need to evacuate the civilians."

The Demon Face King was heading toward the old city, and Zhao Kongcheng was about to evacuate the civilians. Time was tight, and there was no room for hesitation.

He remembered that Lin Xuan had joined the Night Watch, so he shouted at him.

Fortunately, he had run into Lin Xuan. With one more person, evacuating the civilians would go much faster.

After saying this, Zhao Kongcheng immediately ran toward the old city.

His figure moved swiftly through the rain, his speed incredible, and the raindrops splashed on his shoulders, forming little crystal-like flowers.

Lin Xuan closed the umbrella and followed Zhao Kongcheng’s pace, each step splashing droplets of water.

Suddenly, Zhao Kongcheng stopped.

Before them stood a dimly lit, low building. Lin Xuan's enhanced sense of smell caught a disgusting stench.

He had to admit, sometimes having an overly sensitive sense of smell wasn’t a good thing.

The smell came from a nearby manhole cover. Lin Xuan drew a bone cleaver from his pocket.

He knew it—The Demon Face King was coming.