However, explaining these matters to the Workshop Master would inevitably reveal some of his secrets, and the Workshop Master was no fool. He would certainly be able to guess something.

This was precisely why Yang An had been hesitating.

But he could test the waters first. If the Workshop Master had the ability to remove the Rule Seal on him, it wouldn’t be unacceptable even if he were to guess a few things.

Yang An mulled this over as he pretended to go along with what Elder Zhuan Yu was saying.

Elder Zhuan Yu had contacted him this time, first, to confirm the destruction of the Round Gate Four Pavilions, and second, to placate him. Completing the mission was a great accomplishment, and with great accomplishment naturally came rewards.

Elder Zhuan Yu promised him that once he shed his identity as an undercover agent and returned to the Golden Thread Pavilion, all the promised rewards would be delivered one by one. But before that, he had to continue his work as a mole.

Soon, Elder Zhuan Yu’s voice vanished, the connection clearly severed.

Yang An was all too familiar with this song and dance of empty promises. If the promised rewards could be delivered to him right now, perhaps Yang An might consider continuing his undercover mission.

But empty promises were meaningless. Didn’t this just mean he would remain in danger? If anything happened to him—if he died—he wouldn’t get any of the things he’d been promised. He’d have worked for nothing.

He was not the type to willingly work for others for free.

Besides, during his time at the Great Virtue Temple, all his gains were the result of his own hard work and excellence.

Whether it was obtaining the Jade Kala Vajra Body, comprehending the Red Wheel Infinite Body from it, or advancing from Corpse Transformation to Zombie God, he had achieved all of it step by step on his own. It had absolutely nothing to do with the Golden Thread Pavilion.

The Earth Spirit Stele he desired had also been revived, so he no longer needed to worry about a future source of Techniques. He had a Body Refining Technique as well. All he needed to do now was cultivate safely and bide his time until he could break through to the Insect Dao realm, or perhaps even higher. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

He no longer had any reason to remain at the Great Virtue Temple.

Being stuck here for so long, especially after learning about the Origin Realm’s current situation in the Xian Origin Land, filled Yang An with a growing sense of unease.

’Which would arrive first, tomorrow or disaster?’

Perhaps it was because he was standing on a mountaintop, gazing out at the vast, magnificent landscape. The feeling of oppression and loathing he felt at the Great Virtue Temple faded away, and Yang An felt the urge to break free from his shackles—an urge he was keen to act on.

After much deliberation, he decided to contact the Workshop Master.

Asking the Bow Lady to stand guard and keep an eye on Guang’an, Yang An prepared to enter the Tree of Flesh and Blood to contact the Workshop Master.

But just as his consciousness was about to sink into the Tree of Flesh and Blood, he suddenly froze.

He sensed an aura rapidly approaching his position from a kilometer away. The newcomer was just like him—a Zombie God!

Yang An immediately rose to his feet, but he wasn’t the least bit worried.

If it was just someone in the Early Stage of Zombie God, then the newcomer was a lamb to the slaughter. He had even killed Qing Sha, so why would he fear another Zombie God at the same Early Stage as himself?

Seeing Yang An’s reaction, Guang’an, who was standing nearby, also sensed the rapidly approaching presence. It was the aura of an expert so powerful he couldn’t even begin to gauge their strength.

"Your Highness..."

Guang’an said uneasily.

Yang An ignored him. His eyes were fixed on the approaching figure. As the person drew closer and their face became visible, he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

’This guy...’

’It’s that ugly protector I fought before!’

’Wait a minute!’

’Why does that face on the back of his head look so much like... Hai Shu?!’