The moment this message spread—
The Sanctus Medicus went completely insane.
No joke—
this was a secret order personally issued by the Chief.
Ordinary members never even had the chance to touch something like this.
Anyone who could gather intelligence on Evan
and successfully recruit the Nameless known as Evan into the organization—
Would be promoted two full ranks within the Sanctus Medicus.
Two ranks.
That kind of opportunity didn't come twice in a lifetime.
As soon as the order left the courtyard,
countless Seeders spread the news—
Especially the newer ones.
Yes—
Seeders was the self-designation used by followers of the Sanctus Medicus.
Even if they failed to rise in rank,
forming a connection with the organization alone was worth it.
"Two ranks up!"
"With that, I won't have to rot in Changletian anymore!"
A Vidyadhara in green robes clenched his fists in excitement.
If Evan were here,
he would instantly recognize this man.
Green Hibiscus.
A minor leader within the Sanctus Medicus,
overseeing several Seeders.
He was also responsible for vetting recruits.
After all, the Sanctus Medicus couldn't afford exposure.
If discovered, they'd be wiped out by the Cloud Knights.
"Foxians long to cure their short three-hundred-year lifespan.
Vidyadhara seek to escape the agony of reincarnation and extinction.
And Xianzhou natives—
they want freedom from the torment of Mara."
"All people yearn for the Medicus' miracle."
"As long as you understand that—
recruiting him will be easy."
Green Hibiscus' eyes gleamed as he read the order.
He'd only recently become a minor leader.
His connections and resources couldn't compare to those in larger cavern realms.
Within the Sanctus Medicus,
the hierarchy was brutally strict.
At best, he was just an Inner Alchemist.
If he wanted to rise further—
to gain more of the Medicus' "blessings"—
He had to get closer to the upper ranks.
Closer to the Chief.
And now—
A chance to instantly climb two levels lay right in front of him.
Of course he was excited.
"Too bad… those other bastards have probably already started moving."
"But my methods?"
"They're faster than theirs."
He chuckled, then shook his head.
Still—
His foundation was weak.
His manpower limited.
How exactly was he supposed to recruit that man?
He absolutely couldn't afford to waste this once-in-a-lifetime chance.
Xianzhou Luofu — Yichen Inn
After Evan's explanation,
March 7th finally understood what had happened while they were at the Divination Commission.
"Who cares if it's Phantylia or Tingyun?!"
"Just smack her to death!"
Stelle immediately pulled out the odd bat-ball relic she'd swiped from Herta Space Station.
Why not the flaming lance?
Too much Preservation energy.
And it caught fire.
Burn the inn down and they'd never afford the compensation.
"Put it away, put it away!"
"People will think you're about to start a fight."
"You little gremlin."
"…What's a gremlin?"
Stelle stared wide-eyed at Evan—
But obediently put the bat away.
Well.
Not away.
She held it tightly, just in case anyone forgot she was the Galactic Baseballer.
"So there really is an Annihilation Lord involved…"
"General Jing Yuan doesn't know yet, right?"
"Not yet," Evan replied calmly.
"But he will soon."
The Luofu was truly fascinating.
First, the Alchemy Commission's chief personally committed crimes.
Then, Sky-Faring Commission spies stirred chaos.
Above—
the Ambrosial Arbor cast its many shadows over Changletian.
Below—
Phantylia revealed cracks in the Scalegorge Waterscape.
The stage was already set.
Only a few actors hadn't arrived yet.
Once they did—
The play could begin.
"What's your plan?" March asked.
Evan leaned back.
"According to my guess,
Tingyun—no, Phantylia—will come to recruit us next."
"March, Stelle—you two will have to suffer a little."
"Infiltrate the Sanctus Medicus."
"Get solid evidence of their collusion with the Alchemy Commission's upper ranks."
"As for me?"
"I'll play tug-of-war with them."
"And Uncle Yang…"
Evan paused.
What he wanted to say was—
Please hold your cane tight when Luocha shows up.
That man looked exactly like someone else.
If he casually introduced himself with that cursed name—
Otto Apocalypse—
things would get messy.
And Luocha was no saint either.
The coffin on his back?
People once thought it contained a Kallen variant.
Turns out—
It held remnants of Propagation.
And then there was Jingliu.
She'd arrive on the Luofu soon as well.
Once everyone was in position—
Curtain up.
At the same time—
Across the Luofu's cavern realms,
Seeders of the Sanctus Medicus began moving.
They exchanged news of the secret order issued late last night.
A command from the Chief.
Most Seeders had never even seen the Chief—
But it was said that serving the Medicus brought Abundance's blessing.
Who wouldn't want that?
That was why the Sanctus Medicus had revived so quickly.
Not only long-life races—
Even short-lived species were drawn in.
After all, short-lived races came to the Xianzhou seeking immortality.
Now—
The discussions exploded.
"The Chief wants to recruit the Nameless? Especially Evan?"
"That kind of thing used to be handled secretly—
aren't they afraid the Artisanship Commission will investigate?"
"Afraid? We have people there."
"To do great things, you can't be timid."
"So the order was issued last night…"
"Looks like those Nameless really caught the Chief's eye."
"Who wouldn't accept Abundance's blessing—
aside from those Hunt fanatics?"
"Who do you think will get lucky and find them first?"
Sky-Faring Commission
Early that morning, the hidden moles received instructions.
The Chief wanted more detailed intelligence on the Nameless.
And separate, updated information on Evan—
Different from yesterday's report.
The problem was—
They had nothing new.
"Damn it…"
"How are we supposed to know Evan's real past?"
"This is ridiculous."
"At this point, we might as well just send what we already have…"
Back at the inn, Evan was deep in thought.
Planning how to collect several important treasure chests.
He'd originally planned to visit the Divine Foresight Pavilion yesterday—
But Yanqing had delayed things.
Now, he'd have to wait until after Tingyun's head-tilt assassination moment.
Scalegorge Waterscape was the same.
Without Dan Heng present,
he had no reason to go there.
Those two were manageable.
But the Shackling Prison?
How was he supposed to get in there?
"…Hello, Mr. Evan."
Two Xianzhou locals approached him politely.
They stopped in front of him, respectful expressions on their faces.
"Hello, Mr. Evan."
"Allow us to introduce ourselves."
"My name is Green Hibiscus—
a primary Seeder in Changletian."
"This is White Lotus,
a Seeder overseeing affairs in the Artisanship Commission."
They went straight to the point.
Evan raised an eyebrow.
You people don't even bother hiding anymore?
"What do you want?"
Two Seeders—
and both minor leaders.
March and Stelle's expressions shifted instantly.
Too accurate.
Evan had predicted it yesterday.
And today, they were already here.
"It's like this, Mr. Evan."
"We heard you are envoys of the Aeon of the Path."
"May we ask—
what is your understanding of the Abundance Medicus?"
"The Abundance… Medicus?"
Evan frowned slightly—
as if uncertain whether he should know or not.
Then he spoke.
"I know."
"The Aeon of Abundance.
The Medicus."
"Excellent, excellent."
"We are members of the Sanctus Medicus."
"Let us formally introduce ourselves again."
"I am Green Hibiscus."
"And I am White Lotus."
"The Sanctus Medicus?" Evan frowned.
"It is the orthodox faith that venerates the Merciful Medicus."
"And Seeders is what we call ourselves."
"To obtain immortality, one must become a Seeder."
"But ordinarily, joining requires passing certain… tests."
"Tests?"
"No, no—those are for others."
"Like the two Nameless ladies beside you."
"They would need to pass multiple trials."
"But you—"
"You were personally named by the Chief."
"No tests required."
"You only need to meet her."
Evan didn't respond immediately.
He clicked his tongue inwardly.
Tingyun really did have methods.
Using this to divide the Xianzhou's stance toward the Nameless.
Especially him.
He'd already gained recognition from Yanqing and Jing Yuan.
If they succeeded here—
It would be like severing one of their arms.
What Tingyun didn't know—
Was that Jing Yuan had moved faster.
The moment she stepped onto the Luofu—
Evan had already become
the teacher of Jing Yuan's disciple.
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