CHAPTER 87: CHAPTER 81: ALL PROFESSIONS LEVEL 5, SECRET VAULT APPROACHING

This was the goal Qin An set for himself.

Yang Quanfeng merely mentioned it to Qin An beforehand, explained things clearly, and did not linger with Qin An.

Only after Qin An left did Yang Quanfeng continue to wipe the iron hammer while sipping his drink.

...

Hidden Mountain.

The flowers and plants were lush, the birds sang amidst the fragrant air.

The fox mother, draped in silk, hunched over, sat by the round table.

The round table was not large, but it was laden with various bloody foods, indistinguishable from human form if examined closely.

A fox girl, clad in gauze, glanced at the bloody feast on the table from time to time, unable to resist swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Opposite the round table, a white-haired old monkey sat like a human, holding a folding fan.

Landscape paintings adorned the fan, yet no matter how exquisite they were, they couldn’t overshadow the ferocity of the white-haired old monkey in comparison to the bloody feast on the table.

The fox mother smiled faintly, the wrinkles on her face bunching together: "Master Monkey, as the leader of Cangyun Valley, why bother getting worked up with others."

Monkey Lie gripped a cup filled with fresh blood, and upon hearing this, he smashed the cup on the ground, baring his sharp fangs.

"Tree King’s strength may be the greatest, but demanding fifty percent of the secret store is truly outrageous!"

The sound of the cup shattering on the ground was sharp and clear.

Behind Monkey Lie stood dozens of fox girls, one of whom immediately bent down to pick up the fragments from the ground.

At this moment, Monkey Lie suddenly reached out, pulling the fox girl into his embrace, wantonly groping her body.

"Your Fox Race women are far more charming than those of the Monkey Race."

Seeing this, the fox mother showed a subtle hint of coldness between her brows: "Master Monkey, the Tree King might be a pseudo-god, but with the backing of the Demon Hall, he naturally has a much stronger backbone than us rootless妖物."

Monkey Lie sneered: "Madam, my Monkey Race is not without roots. If you trace back, we have big figures above us."

The fox mother lifted the cup and drank up the blood within: "Their bloodline is so distant, will they even care about a small place like Lingzhou?"

Monkey Lie tightened his grip slightly on the fox girl’s hand, filled with evil qi: "What do you mean?"

The last sentence seemed to touch a sore spot.

The Demon Hall is a dominant force, the strongest妖物 power in Lingzhou, with countless sub-factions under it.

Some minor powers unwilling to join the Demon Hall engage in intrigues with it, creating a delicate situation.

The Monkey Race is one of them.

He mentioned distant relatives to assert power here, but unfortunately, the fox mother didn’t cooperate.

Upon reconsidering, it seemed true.

Even if Monkey Lie perished in Lingzhou, those so-called distant relatives might not even know.

The fox mother, touching her cane, spoke calmly: "I am asking Master Monkey to recognize the situation. Since the Tree King is not aligned with us, we should play along superficially."

"If our two races work together, we’ll surpass the Demon Hall once we acquire the Tiger Race’s treasure and develop quietly."

Monkey Lie fell into contemplation.

妖物 at their level had dangerously cunning minds.

In just a moment, he analyzed the advantages and disadvantages involved.

The Tiger Race’s treasure is incredibly deep-rooted. If truly shared, and developed quietly, the Demon Hall is nothing.

Monkey Lie released his grip: "Alright, our two races shall share the Tiger Race’s treasure."

The fox mother nodded, then thought of another matter: "One more thing, Qin An must die."

Mentioning Qin An, Monkey Lie’s eyes flashed with a ferocious glint.

"Yes, the revenge for killing my son must be dealt with personally."

Both drank down their cups again.

Afterward, the fox mother waved her hand.

Dozens of fox girls swayed their bodies, gracefully approaching the monkey demons behind Monkey Lie.

Soon, alluring music filled the air, causing faces to flush and hearts to quicken.

...

Morning.

In the Confidential Library.

Qin An found a place to sit, holding a book and reading carefully.

As the Tiger Race’s treasure is about to be revealed,妖物 and pseudo-gods of all sizes have hidden away.

Recently, apart from arranging chores for Qiu Hong and others, Qin An’s role as a Yin Prefecture Officer has been rather idle.

He spent his days in the Confidential Library, reading all kinds of miscellaneous books, both enriching his halfway knowledge gap and increasing his expertise as a scholar.

The proficiency in the scholar profession grew visibly, and Qin An estimated that by the time the Tiger Race’s treasure opened, the profession would reach level six, ushering in a second transformation and gaining a second talent.

Today was just like any other, Qin An sat alone in the Confidential Library.

The Internal Affairs Department staff had long grown accustomed to it.

Although they didn’t understand why this prestigious Yin Prefecture Officer only read miscellaneous books, they knew their place and didn’t dare comment.

Footsteps interrupted Qin An’s thoughts.

Qin An paused slightly, raising his eyes to see.

Reading required a quiet environment, and Qin An didn’t like being disturbed, so he chose a spot for miscellaneous books for some peace.

He hadn’t anticipated anyone would come.

Following the sound, Qin An frowned.

Not far away, a young man dressed in dark clothing with a silver badge on his waist stood, holding a book and reading carefully.

The reading pace was slow, unlike Qin An’s cursory glance.

"The Evil Extermination Bureau always emphasizes efficiency, why would a Yin Prefecture Officer like reading miscellaneous books?" Qin An thought to himself.

While these miscellaneous books contained much information, very few, from state officials to Yin Prefecture Officers, actually read them.

During his time in the Confidential Library, Qin An had seen only a handful of people, most merely searching for information, never reading seriously like this person.

Thus, Qin An’s heart filled with doubt.

As Qin An’s doubts arose, the young Yin Prefecture Officer appeared to be reading a book, but in turning, a shadow of gloom crossed his brow.

Qin An!

The Thousand Faces Monkey had not expected to encounter Qin An here.

He nearly couldn’t resist seizing Qin An’s body earlier.

But remembering that this was the Confidential Library, where countless masters lurked, the Thousand Faces Monkey held back.

He had already taken over the body of a Yin Prefecture Officer, and now the priority was to lie low.

His visit to the Confidential Library to browse the books was also for the Monkey Race.

妖物 pseudo-gods might be widespread in Lingzhou, but in terms of intelligence, they lag far behind the Evil Extermination Bureau.

These miscellaneous books might seem ordinary to the Evil Extermination Bureau, but to妖物, they were treasures beyond compare.

They offered both missing information and secret insights.

The Thousand Faces Monkey planned to remember as much as possible while Monkey Lie hadn’t assigned him any tasks yet.

Upon encountering Qin An, he suppressed his heart’s excitement and refused to leave.

Leaving now would surely arouse Qin An’s suspicion, so he maintained his disguise, continuing to read.

Qin An observed for a while, harboring doubts but not overthinking, continuing with his own book.

The scholar profession’s proficiency visibly increased.

...

Time flew by.

Qin An closed his book and looked toward the distant Yin Prefecture Officer, having a plan in mind.

Since their first encounter several days had passed.

During these days, Qin An encountered this Yin Prefecture Officer repeatedly, and his doubts only grew by the day.

The Evil Extermination Bureau never had anyone so studious.

In these times, with the Tiger Race’s treasure about to be revealed, Qin An couldn’t afford any carelessness.

Today, he intended to resolve his doubts.

Thinking of this, Qin An approached slowly.

The Thousand Faces Monkey felt the footsteps behind him, sweat beading on his forehead.

He hadn’t anticipated Qin An would, bored and restless, visit daily to read miscellaneous books.

Yet each time he came, it was Qin An who discovered him, and each time he had to persist in reading, to avoid suspicion.

Now, with Qin An approaching, the Thousand Faces Monkey realized that Qin An might harbor suspicions about him.

The footsteps grew clearer, and the Thousand Faces Monkey’s hand in his sleeve gradually clenched.

Just then, another set of footsteps sounded.

Cheng Sufeng, smiling, approached the turn of the bookshelf, greeting: "Qin An."

The Thousand Faces Monkey paused slightly, seeing Qin An passing him by to warmly greet Cheng Sufeng, soon leaving the Confidential Library with him.

"Not exposed, turned out he met an acquaintance."

A thought resonated in the Thousand Faces Monkey’s mind.

"Not being exposed this time is fortunate, but I cannot continue visiting the Confidential Library. To be safe, I’ll wait until the Tiger Race’s treasure opens."

With this in mind, the Thousand Faces Monkey put down the book and quietly left the Confidential Library.

...

In a secluded place.

Qin An stopped, saying: "Is there something wrong with that person?"