A New Face, More Trouble

"Where is this?"

After the light from the teleportation array faded, Liu Ziqing found himself in an unfamiliar place.

Before him stretched a vast expanse of dark brown earth, where purple-black mushrooms towered like pillars supporting the heavens.

"Hehe! This is the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, Heitan Star!"

The Purple Gold Gourd laughed as it gave him an unfamiliar answer.

"The Black Dragon Mountain Empire? The Cosmic Mercenary Alliance has put out a warrant for me, and I still came here? Isn't this just asking to die?"

Cold sweat broke out on Liu Ziqing's forehead.

Though he had struck ruthlessly in a fit of rage earlier, even a cornered rabbit would bite. The Mercenary Alliance's influence spread throughout the universe, and Liu Ziqing had no confidence that he could stand against it.

Could he really escape by running to the Black Dragon Mountain Empire?

"Relax!"

The Purple Gold Gourd smiled dismissively. "Adjust your physique, change your appearance—how hard is that?"

"But that's useless! My bloodline won't change, and neither will my soul signature. They'll recognize me at a glance!"

In this world, a person's identity was never determined by appearance, only by their soul and bloodline. Whether it was a bank account or an ID document, everything was based on soul signatures and bloodline traits.

When Liu Ziqing registered as a mercenary, he had already exposed his soul signature and bloodline traits!

If Liu Ziqing could not change his soul signature or bloodline traits, then unless he wandered the wilderness for the rest of his life, he would be discovered the moment he entered a city.

"With this old man taking action, how could such a thing be difficult?"

The Purple Gold Gourd burst into laughter. "Alter your soul signature and switch to the bloodline of another human race, and