F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Chapter 173 Wang Qingyun's Warning: Stop While There's Still Time

Heretics!

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like two invisible mountains crashing down!

Chen Yifan's heart almost stopped beating for a moment.

How did he know?!

I was already being careful enough.

Although Luo Tian's inherited method was only superficially learned, it was still an entry-level skill. How could it be easily detected?

Moreover, he has not used his mental power since they met.

Or……

Does Wang Qingyun possess the ability to distinguish "heretical" practices?

calm down!

Chen Yifan reminded himself not to panic.

After a brief period of blankness, the brain begins to function rapidly.

He looked directly into Wang Qingyun's eyes.

In the other person's eyes...

There was scrutiny and investigation, but no murderous intent whatsoever.

Is this just suspicion?

No substantial evidence was found.

Or was it already a certainty?

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in a split second.

"Uncle Wang, what are you saying?"

"Heretical path? Me?"

He frowned, pointed to himself, and spoke with a serious expression of contemplation.

"I'm just an ordinary professional. A few days ago, I got lucky and used the bonus you guys gave me to buy a rare job change card from the Black Gold Merchant Guild. Could it be... that's the problem?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, but he was actually conveying two messages.

It is essentially "registering" rare professions that will inevitably be exposed in the future.

They even managed to shift the blame onto Mu Wanqing of the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce.

Given their current relationship, she is the one who can take the blame and is the most suitable to do so.

But its core meaning is:

I will not admit it unless you provide evidence.

At the same time, if possible, he also wanted to learn more about the heretical sects from Wang Qingyun.

The ticking of the second hand in the office gradually began to sound somewhat jarring.

Wang Qingyun just looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Chen Yifan felt a little uneasy, but his face remained as calm as a rock.

"A rare profession?"

After a long while, Wang Qingyun chuckled, his laughter filled with mockery.

He leaned forward, his elbows resting on the table, exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.

"Kid, don't try to pull your clumsy tricks on me."

You can fool others, but you can't fool me.

His voice was even lower, each word distinct and deliberate, as if hammering nails into Chen Yifan's heart.

I'm referring to the aura emanating from you.

Wang Qingyun stared intently at him.

"That's not the aura a professional should have, and it can't even be explained by your so-called rare profession."

"It's a...fundamental change."

"An aura that has shed the [World Engine] and returned to the source of power."

Chen Yifan astutely grasped two key words:

Roots and origins.

Similarly, his heart sank completely.

The other party was almost convinced that he had mastered the power of the unorthodox path.

He couldn't help but complain in his mind at first.

Why didn't the Dragon, once the biggest competitor in the Chinese zodiac, compete with the Dog?

"Uncle Wang, I really don't know what you're talking about."

Chen Yifan shrugged, his expression utterly innocent.

"Maybe my talent is mutated? During the college entrance exam, the testing equipment burned out, and I don't understand it myself."

"A talent mutation?"

Wang Qingyun repeated these four words, his eyes filled with even more sarcasm.

"What a remarkable talent mutation."

He leaned back in his chair, and the terrifying sense of oppression disappeared, leaving behind a lingering weariness on his face.

"Fine, since you don't want to talk about it, I won't force you."

He changed the subject, his tone becoming serious.

"I already know you came to the police station. We won't let our heroes bleed and weep. Besides... what happened before... never mind, the official announcement will be released soon, clearing your name."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang."

Chen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't thank me, you earned this yourself."

Wang Qingyun waved his hand.

"But, kid, I have to warn you."

His eyes sharpened once again.

"There are some things you can't touch right now."

He stood up, walked to the window, looked at the bustling city outside, and his voice became distant and melancholic.

"What do you think 'unorthodox paths' are? Are they shortcuts that allow you to overtake others on a curve?"

"No."

"That's an abyss."

"An abyss that can devour everything."

Wang Qingyun turned around, his gaze falling heavily on Chen Yifan.

Do you know what a "cleaner" is?

Chen Yifan felt a chill run down his spine, but his face remained blank.

"have no idea."

"Those are the enforcers who uphold the 'orthodoxy' of this world."

Wang Qingyun's voice carried a deep-seated fear and mockery.

"Once the World Engine detects that there are excessively frequent or excessively strong energy fluctuations in a certain area that do not conform to its rules, the Cleaners will descend."

"No one can rival them."

"At the very least, there are fewer than ten people in the world who can resist them!"

Wang Qingyun's tone became increasingly serious.

"Throughout history, all civilizations, organizations, and individuals that have attempted to tamper with 'heretical' paths have ultimately met the same fate."

"—Erased."

"Not even a trace will be left."

These words were almost identical to what Luo Tian had said.

But when Wang Qingyun said it, the heavy sense of oppression was a hundred times stronger.

"So, kid, I don't care what secrets you have, or where you came into contact with those things you shouldn't have."

Wang Qingyun walked back to his desk, placed his hands on the surface, and stared intently into Chen Yifan's eyes.

"Stop."

"While there's still time."

"Just follow your path as a professional and live a peaceful life. With your talent and character, your future achievements are limitless."

"Or rather... wait until you've reached the end of the professional path before venturing into 'heretical paths'..."

"Don't ruin yourself by trying to take shortcuts."

"After all, when a person dies... everything is gone."

Chen Yifan fell silent.

He could sense that Wang Qingyun's words were not malicious, but rather carried the genuine concern of an elder for a younger generation.

But he knew even more clearly that he had no choice.

Without an "outsider," how could he possibly fight against someone like Lin Sen? How could he possibly break the seal on his sister?

Moreover, as a transmigrator, he was more skeptical of the [World Engine] itself than anyone else.

How do we upgrade step by step using this method?

Once it reaches level 100, who knows if the entire Civilization Farm will be harvested prematurely?

"Uncle Wang, I understand what you mean."

Chen Yifan stood up and bowed solemnly to Wang Qingyun.

Thank you for reminding me.

He neither admitted it nor offered any further explanation.

Wang Qingyun looked at him for a long time, then let out a long sigh.

He knew it; the kid wasn't listening.

"never mind."

He waved his hand, as if giving up.

"You choose your own path."

"However, there's something I must tell you."

Wang Qingyun's expression was more solemn than ever before.

"Recently, I acquired something."

He seemed to be implying something, gesturing with his hand to indicate the shape of a rectangular box.

Chen Yifan's pupils suddenly contracted.

That was the sandalwood box he secretly slipped into Wang Qingyun's handbag!

A test?

Wang Qingyun stared at him for a long time, and finally, lowered her voice to a very low hue:

"This world is far more complex than you think."

The reason I'm telling you all this is because...

"This box has uncovered a massive organization."

"A cult organization that was completely eradicated as early as thirty years ago, according to an official record."

"Now, it has risen from the ashes."

"And its name..."

Wang Qingyun uttered three words slowly and deliberately.

"—The Immortal Society"