Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 442 - 20 The Mysterious Assignment Brought by the Guest

Is Longevity Sect some kind of Everything Store? If you have a commission, I’ll just take it?

Max wasn’t too pleased to hear the guest speak like this.

Everyone mixes in the Jianghu World, and there are rules to follow.

The Foreigners’ Jianghu World is also a kind of Jianghu.

In the past, the Longevity Sect had done its fair share of dirty work, but those were through referrals from acquaintances, and only if there was enough interest would they consider taking the job. Even then, it couldn’t guarantee that things wouldn’t go awry, just like the recent God’s Blood incident.

After escaping from jail, Max reflected deeply and learned from his experiences, thinking it was his lack of understanding of Ming Country’s culture and not grasping the bottom line of the new government that led him to make mistakes.

After listening to the advice of two Angels, the New Church of Eternal Life had operated smoothly up to now without any issues. This change wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

Max was a very simple man, he simply respected money.

So, when he saw this guest pretending to be profound, Max felt quite displeased inside.

"The Church is already closed, sir."

He coughed and said, "It doesn’t matter what important historical moment it is today, it has nothing to do with us. We are not interested in your commission."

Unless there’s extra money.

"Even if it’s a commission about the fate of the Longevity Sect, are you not interested?"

The Longevity Sect has been wiped out, sir. Your information doesn’t seem very reliable.

Max shook his head calmly and confidently: "No!"

The guest smiled faintly, took out a dazzlingly radiant gemstone from his upper garment pocket, and placed it in front of Max: "It seems I haven’t made myself clear."

Max swallowed hard.

As a Cardinal of the former Longevity Sect, although he did not possess any particularly outstanding talent in Alchemy, he still had the necessary common sense and discernment, and he recognized what it was at a glance.

This was a Dragon Crystal, a Crystal Core condensed in the brain after a Giant Dragon’s death, and it was an extremely precious Alchemical material.

How precious? One could responsibly say that currently, in the Real World, not a single living Giant Dragon could be found.

Max’s rationality crumbled the moment he saw this Dragon Crystal. Had he truly been in charge, he wouldn’t have hesitated a moment and would have accepted the commission on the spot.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t.

"What do you want?"

After praying to Red Shroud in his heart, Max asked with feigned confidence.

"I need two pieces of information."

The guest observed the change in Max’s expression and spoke in an even gentler tone: "I know the Longevity Sect has always had extensive connections and deep foundations. Some information can only be obtained from you."

"What information?"

"The first matter is about the secrets of the Twelve Laws."

Hearing him say this, Max’s furrowed brows instantly smoothed out.

"There are no secrets in the Twelve Laws; the reason you cannot access them is because your level isn’t high enough. They are not meant to be kept secret. On the contrary, the People of Ming are quite willing to promote the Twelve Laws. If you want to learn more, you can directly consult the Special Service Bureau."

"What I want is not the superficial Cultivation Dharma Gates, but the secrets hidden behind them."

The guest spoke in a deep voice, "Take for example—each Dharma Gate has a distinct way of cultivation. Some could even be said to be completely opposite to one another. Yet why do nearly all cultivators have to Advance at the moment when the time-space tides arrive?"

"Ah?"

It took Max several seconds to grasp the meaning of this statement, and then he instinctively cast his gaze towards Old Zhang standing beside him.

Old Zhang was a cultivator who practiced the craft-based Heretical Dharma Gate among the Twelve Laws. Seeing Max look his way, he shook his head, "There’s no such saying..."

Although he said so aloud, the moment their gazes crossed, both thought simultaneously of the Amber Coffin in the basement below, seeking to break through and Advance.

"Not knowing doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. It is precisely because we don’t know that it’s worth researching."

The guest laughed, "Other so-called secret societies only know how to fight and kill. For matters more aligned with theoretical concepts, I’d rather trust the Longevity Sect, or should I say the reputation of the Baroque Alchemy Society. Would you be interested in accepting this commission?"

Max shrugged, "You first talk about the other matter, then we can consider it."

"The second matter? I believe you’ll find it even more interesting. Have you ever heard the name Brilliant Moon Pharmaceuticals?"

Max really wanted to say no; he was currently preoccupied with making money. The New Church of Eternal Life was on the verge of successful transformation and upgrade. How could he have the time to care about all these inexplicable things?

Yet if you haven’t heard of this and you haven’t heard of that, it would seem quite impolite and embarrassing in front of the client.

"If you find the name unfamiliar, then what about Anhe Pharmacy?"

Max felt a stir in his heart.

He was quite familiar with the name Anhe Pharmacy, because not long ago he had dealings with them. They wanted to rely on the Longevity Sect’s channels to sell a batch of cheap medicines, or rather, counterfeit drugs.

It was supposed to be a mutually beneficial arrangement, but it was rejected by the Angel. She seemed to worry that it was just a ruse by the other party, offering small favors to acquire the Longevity Sect’s sales channels, followed by selling high-priced illegal drugs.

"Are you saying there’s some problem between this Anhe Pharmacy and Brilliant Moon Pharmaceuticals?"

"That’s why we’re commissioning you to gather intelligence."

The guest spread his hands, "I can only provide you with a direction for investigation. This Anhe Pharmacy is the precursor of Brilliant Moon Pharmaceuticals in the future era. And in that future era, Brilliant Moon Pharmaceuticals is an extremely powerful transnational monopoly conglomerate, just like the former East India Trading Company. They are one of the players at the highest table."

"Can you imagine the consequences of such a transnational giant pre-emptively laying out plans in our era? If the old driving force takes one less detour, the company’s growth rate in the future era will explode exponentially. With just the early development of a particular special medicine, they can earn unimaginable amounts of money, which in turn grants them the power to shake the entire world!"

Max couldn’t help shaking his head, "They can’t possibly change the entire timeline that easily..."

"Nothing is impossible with the power of money. And the resources they hold cannot be measured by money."

The guest locked eyes with Max, his voice becoming as tempting as a devil’s, "Let’s just hypothetically say... purely hypothetical, that according to the destined path, the Archbishop of the Qianjin Church will suffer an assassination attempt next year and succumb to her injuries. Do you think the Qianjin Church would consider collaborating with them to obtain life-saving medicine?"

Max was startled by the news, "The Archbishop will be assassinated next year? Who could kill her?"

"Who knows? It couldn’t possibly be someone who sells medicine, could it?"