National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

His abnormal and twisted desire began to spread wantonly, and he even tried to turn the young man in front of him, who was as weak and helpless as a willow in spring, into a pedophile for his own amusement, in order to satisfy his abnormal hobbies and twisted possessive desire.

Perhaps out of a cat-playing-mouse mentality, or perhaps because he wanted to keep the young man by his side for a long time, Mu Shangmin rewarded him with a treasure that could save his life for the first time.

However, things are unpredictable, and the gears of fate are turning wildly on this stage full of blood and sin, turning out an absurd drama that no one could have predicted.

Who could have anticipated in this unpredictable situation that the young man would eventually survive this horrific disaster in such a dramatic and absurd way?

After hearing this, Shen Jia'an sighed deeply, feeling immensely angry and heartbroken at Mu Shangmin's actions. He decided to expose the truth about the Muyun Sect to the world, letting everyone know what had happened there to prevent a similar tragedy from happening again.

Shen Jia'an stared at the young man who had escaped death, his eyes filled with concern and gentleness. He asked slowly, "Could you tell me your name?"

His voice was low and magnetic, echoing softly in this silent space, as if it had a soothing power.

The young man raised his head slightly and looked at Shen Jia'an. There was still some panic in his eyes after surviving a disaster, but he still tried to force a smile and replied softly: "Uncle...that's Boss Zhou, he always calls me Xiao'an, the 'An' that means peace and safety." His voice was soft and tender, like a gurgling stream that has just broken through the ice in spring, with a hint of cautious restraint, and trust and dependence on the savior in front of him, slowly drifting away in the slightly cold air.

Shen Jia'an nodded slightly, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Xiao An, this is a good name. Peace and safety will surely be yours in the future."

After saying that, Shen Jia'an raised his hand slightly, with gentle and slow movements, and gently placed it on Xiao'an's shoulder, as if he was afraid of disturbing the child in front of him who had just experienced the ordeal of life and death.

His palms were broad and warm. This gentle pat was not just a physical touch, but also an invisible transmission of emotion, just like the warm spring sun, which sprinkled softly on Xiao An's heart, making Xiao An feel the long-lost warmth and care in this cold and cruel real world.

However, what Xiao An did not realize was that under this seemingly ordinary shoulder patting action, Shen Jia'an quietly activated the gentle and pure divine power in his body, like a gurgling mountain spring, without any impurities or sharpness.

He carefully guided this divine power, allowing it to flow slowly along his arm to his palm, and then through the contact point between his palm and Xiao An's shoulder, it seeped into Xiao An's body bit by bit.

This divine power also contains the unique ability bestowed by the godhead - the blessing of words coming true.

The power of blessing is invisible and intangible, like the light of stars silently twinkling in the night sky. It silently merges into Xiao An's body, planting a seed of hope and protection deep in his soul, silently dispelling the haze around him and protecting his future. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, he can have this mysterious power to accompany him, turning misfortune into good fortune and bringing blessings in times of trouble.

...........

After Shen Jiaan finished finishing up the Muyun Sect, he obtained a lot of information about other forces from Xiao An, the think tank. This information was like a dark picture that slowly unfolded. The most worrying thing was that there were several major sects...

They were secretly coming into contact with the extremely dangerous power of resentment, as if beneath the calm surface of a lake, there were several dangerous undercurrents that could cause huge waves at any time.

Fortunately, the numerous scars on Xiao An's body left in the Muyun Sect healed quickly in just an incense stick of time with the help of the elixirs that Shen Jia'an brought out and his divine power, until they were as good as new without leaving any trace of the trauma.

Today, Xiao An has not only regained his vitality and vigor physically, but his mental state has also become more full and high-spirited.

The two smiled at each other, their minds connected, and they immediately decided to set off immediately to rush to the sects shrouded in the shadow of resentment, to deal with the difficult aftermath, and strive to nip the evil tendencies in the bud.

Perhaps it was fate's favor, or perhaps it was because they acted quickly and decisively, but when they arrived at those sects, they found that the situation had not yet deteriorated to an unmanageable level.

Only a few senior members of these sects have ventured into the dangerous realm of resentment power, and it has not yet caused large-scale casualties or serious damage.

So, Shen Jia'an and Xiao'an relied on their respective wisdom, cooperated closely, and carried out their actions in an orderly manner.

It only took one hour to completely eliminate the hidden dangers of resentment within these sects, allowing those sects to return to normal track and avoiding a catastrophe that could have swept across the entire second continent.

However, I don’t know if it’s God’s will or fate, but it seems like it always likes to play jokes on Shen Jiaan, and those dramatic plots come quietly again.

While handling the affairs of one of the sects, Shen Jiaan keenly noticed that a familiar and dangerous aura was faintly emanating from one of the sect elders.

That was the breath of the underworld coming from the Ninth Heaven.

This breath was like a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness, suddenly rushing out, making Shen Jiaan's nerves tense for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.

But within just a few minutes, he had a "friendly" conversation with the elder. Afterwards, he unexpectedly obtained the Netherworld Anchor Creator from the elder.

Afterwards, Shen Jia'an looked closely at the thing in his hand, but he knew in his heart that this thing could not bring out its true strength and value in his hands.

Rather than letting it gather dust here, it is better to entrust it to the mysterious and reliable figure in the void.

He knew very well that behind this complicated situation, there was an invisible network, and that mysterious figure might be the key node in this network.

Shen Jiaan believed that when the time was right, this artifact would eventually pass through that mysterious figure and fall into Su Mohui's hands, where it would play its true role.

After all...after he killed the Six-Eared Macaque, he had to go to the Ninth Heaven first. He also had no way to go to the Lingxu Realm and hand the things over to Su Mohui.

So, when Shen Jia'an and Xiao An used the void rift to instantly return to the intelligence organization, he didn't hesitate at all. He quickly mobilized the divine power in his body and tightly wrapped the anchor point creator. Then, he quietly raised his hand and threw it into the depths of the endless void.