Second floor.
Elder Yu laughed heartily. "No problem.
Mount Tai City isn't too far from the City of Salvation. I'll make a trip there myself. "
Qin Ye's eyes gleamed brightly, "Actually, there's no need to go through so much trouble. You can just send someone over …"
"That's true. After all, it's just a public lecture at the University of Cultivators …" Elder Yu muttered to himself.
Argh ~ ~ Qin Ye couldn't help but give himself a tight slap to the face as he immediately tried to salvage the situation, "About that … it would be an honour for the First Academy of Cultivators if you could make a personal visit.
The two principals also miss you very much.
You haven't seen the First Academy of Cultivators, have you? "
Elder Yu nodded. "Indeed. Give me a call in advance.
I don't have my phone with me. Go downstairs and ask for my Momo number. "
They had finally hooked up.
Qin Ye heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He'd done so much to lay the groundwork for this moment.
How could other benefits be more important than the one in front of him?
Since he was already in the lead in teaching credits, he should continue to be in the lead. It was such a good opportunity. What was he waiting for?
"Then I'll have to trouble you." He nodded and bowed before running downstairs to ask for the phone number.
Then, he got into the car that picked him up.
"Hmm, something's not right."
As soon as he boarded the car, Qin Ye suddenly recalled something, and his face paled, "Bloody hell … where's my reward for completing the Lost Tracks mission?!"
"After chatting with this old man … my reward is gone?!"
What he didn't know was that from the window of the small building behind him, an old hand lowered the curtain until his car was out of sight.
The amiable smile on Elder Yu's face had completely disappeared. In its place was a profound smile. He looked out the window and shook his head: "This kid …"
"Record it."
As these three words fell, a thin middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit, holding a pen and a notebook, slowly walked out from behind the landscape painting screen.
Soul Hunter!
Furthermore, it was obvious that the other party had been there all along, yet Qin Ye hadn't sensed his presence at all!
The man didn't say a single word. Instead, he quickly scribbled on the notebook with his pen. His handwriting was quite beautiful, "16 January. Academician Yu Guohui meets with a cultivator from the Special Investigations Department, serial number S9527."
At this point, he stopped writing. "Chief, what do you think of the other party?"
Elder Yu sat in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping on the armrest, deep in thought.
After a long time, he solemnly said, "A mainstay."
The man clearly disagreed. He frowned slightly and said, "Chief, forgive me for being blunt, but isn't this evaluation too harsh?"
Elder Yu smiled. "Do you have a different opinion?"
The man hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yes … If I may be so bold as to say one more thing, this person … is too slippery. His temperament is different from a cultivator's.
Furthermore, he couldn't see clearly. He clearly had a better opportunity, but he chose to give it up.
It's not that he doesn't understand, but there must be some other reason. I suggest that he investigate carefully. "
Elder Yu didn't speak. He stood up and paced around slowly. Ten seconds later, he said, "Old Jin, the world has changed."
"In today's society, cultivators cannot be out of touch with the times.
Admittedly, he's a bit unscrupulous and slippery, but think about his profile. He grew up alone, so it's understandable that he's a bit slippery. "
"In this era, simply immersing oneself in cultivation isn't very useful.
Knowledge and experience were extremely important.
To put it bluntly, his every action and every word he said when he saw me was much more shrewd than other cultivators of the same age.
A person like that … is bound to be part of the upper echelons of the Special Investigations Department in the future.
It's precisely because of this that I'm willing to form a good relationship with him and attend his debut show. "
He smiled proudly, "Otherwise, even if he were to solve this problem, it would still be far from enough for him to invite me to the First Academy of Cultivators for a lecture."
"You're an investor." The man finally understood.
Elder Yu nodded nonchalantly and snorted, "The last time I applied for a position in the Department of Yin Spirit Research, I realized that I've been too focused on research, and some people have even forgotten that I'm one of the three great academicians!
Do I need them to comment on my decisions?! "
"Haha … and they're still trying to play the voting game … Alright, since they're going to play by the rules, then I'll play by the rules. I'll show them … who gets the most votes in a few years' time, or perhaps even ten years' time!"
"What belongs to me, and what they've forgotten, I'll make sure they remember."
The man grew taciturn.
Elder Yu smiled, "That's right, I've also discovered something unexpected this time."
"What is it?"
"This kid … I'm afraid he's got quite a legacy."
He smiled faintly, "The information says that he doesn't have a legacy, but that's impossible. He has a deep understanding of Yin spirits.
And … incarnate revenants? "
"Even I've never heard of such a system before."
His eyes narrowed, "Then … who was the one who came up with such a system?"
He answered his own question, "The person who came up with such a system must have a deep understanding of Yin spirits. Furthermore, it shouldn't be a single person, but rather an entire community. That community must have tacitly agreed to the term incarnate revenant, and that's how it got around.
Someone who has such a deep understanding of Yin spirits … "
He paused, "Apart from us, there's only one other place …"
The man drew a deep breath, "Are you referring to … Hell?"
"That's right …" Elder Yu shut his eyes, "Hell is the place that has the deepest understanding of Yin spirits. The SRC is nothing but a child compared to them. If not for the fact that we can't get in touch with them, why would we even need to personally run a research project?
As for Little Qin … I'm guessing that there's a seventy percent chance that his legacy has something to do with Hell. "
"Furthermore, he doesn't want to meet anyone. This is the real reason why he refused to join the SRC."
He smiled, "Similarly, this is also the second reason why I've decided to attend his public lecture at the First Academy of Cultivators.
If his legacy really does originate from Hell, then he's bound to reveal some information in an environment like the First Academy of Cultivators … just like how he revealed it to me tonight. "
The man grew silent for several seconds, "My lord, why don't we …"
"No!!" Elder Yu's expression grew stern, "Remember, heroes don't question their origins.
Don't be suspicious of a good seedling just because of a 'possibility'!
As long as he's human, he can only stand on the side of humanity, regardless of his legacy!
His legacy doesn't matter! "
The man grew taciturn, and continued to write furiously. After a long time, he finally finished transcribing.
"Are you done?" Elder Yu shut his eyes. He was truly tired, "You may leave. I'm going to rest for a while …"
Qin Ye was sleepy as well.
He hadn't gotten a wink of sleep for two whole days. Although a cultivator's physique was better than that of an ordinary person's, Arthis had mentioned that a Hellguard-class cultivator wouldn't be able to go without sleep or rest.
According to her, becoming a Hellguard-class cultivator was a crucial transition period. Netherworld Operatives were akin to running errands. Soul Hunters were at least part of Hell's Records, but their official positions weren't high. Ox-Head and Horse-Face were at this stage. Above them were the Hellguard-class cultivators who were in charge of an entire city of Yin spirits.
Furthermore, there was an important qualitative change that came with becoming a Hellguard-class cultivator, and that was the ability to travel in the day.
Ordinary Yin spirits could only roam in the night, while Hellguard-class cultivators and above would be able to travel in the day even though they were Emissaries of Hell and didn't have to reside in a human body.
Even though it wasn't a long period of time.
According to Arthis, those who weren't Abyssal Prefects wouldn't be able to remain in the mortal realm for the entire day, especially at noon.
Qin Ye still didn't know how he was going to earn merit points. He knew that killing Operative-class vengeful apparitions would no longer bring him merit points. The number of Hellguard-class Yin spirits in the City of Salvation and Mount Tai City was less than one in ten. It was likely that he would only be able to continue earning merit points after teaching for two years and being sent to other provinces and cities.
That said, he wasn't in a hurry. Two years … These two years would be the time for him to accumulate his merit points. Accumulate grain, build high walls, and slowly proclaim himself king. This was the way of the king.
Thus, he took a good nap.
"My left hand grasps the earth, and my right hand grasps the sky. My palms crack with lightning in all directions … I exchange time for years. Three thousand lifetimes, as though I've never seen anything …"
A refreshing song drifted into his ears amidst the haze. It was melodious and pleasing to the ears.
He relaxed his brows, turned over, and went back to sleep.
But ten seconds later.
"A flower in my left hand, and a sword in my right. Ten thousand years of snow falls from my brow, and a single tear. Ahhhh ~ ~ ~ That's me ~ ~ AHHHHH!!!"
"Holy shit!!"
The fresh-faced young lady had suddenly transformed into a mature lady. In an instant, she had been transported from the Westriver Basin to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. Her sonorous soprano voice was elegant and refined, and it was deafening to the ears. Qin Ye immediately sat up straight like a carp. His entire body was drenched in cold sweat.
"I say …" He was wearing a black singlet, and he massaged his temples as though he had a headache, "Can't you spend your limited life on something more meaningful?
Don't you know that you've already degenerated into an internet addict in my eyes?
Do you want to know more about the King of Lightning, Yang Yongxin? "
"Who's that?"
Su Dongxue was operating the computer at the head of the bed, switching channels according to Arthis' instructions. Arthis didn't even lift her head as she continued, "Skip the first three episodes. I've already watched them … I'm talking to you.
What are you watching? "
"Oh … huh?"
Su Dongxue reluctantly shifted her gaze away from him, and he could clearly see the look of regret in her eyes.
He trembled slightly, picked up his clothes, and put them back on, "If the heavens hadn't given birth to me, Yang Yongxin, the path of lightning would've been as dark as night … What time is it now?"
"1.42 a.m. You've slept for more than ten hours this time."
Arthis glanced at the computer screen, "If there's nothing else, I'll be returning to the City of Salvation."
Qin Ye washed up, thought for a moment, and then nodded his head. Indeed, there was nothing else for him to do in Mount Tai City.
It was currently Sunday, and he was scheduled to start his studies tomorrow. Once the sixty-day study period was over, it would be the start of the semester.
All that was left was to settle the contract with the Soaring Dragon Developers.
Although he had already reaped a huge windfall, he hadn't forgotten the main reason why he had come to Mount Tai City.
"Alright.
The school's wifi is so slow that I can't even catch up on my dramas. "Arthis couldn't be bothered to waste her breath. As soon as she finished speaking, the paper crane fluttered its wings and drifted out of the window.
Qin Ye watched her leave, and then scratched his head, "Why do I get the feeling that she's forgotten something … what is it?"
After thinking for some time, his eyes suddenly flickered, and he immediately turned to look at the room.
Arthis … has forgotten about Su Dongxue!
However, Su Dongxue was no longer in the room.
"My lord." A soft, cat-like female voice called out from under the blanket that Qin Ye had just woken up from.
At some point in time, Su Dongxue had already laid down coquettishly. The blanket was gently draped over her illusory body, revealing her snow-white thighs. She supported her perfectly curved chin with one hand, while the other gently twirled a lock of her silky hair. Her voice was utterly captivating.
"It's a long night, and I'm not in the mood for sleep. Why don't we … do something more meaningful?"
She greedily took a deep breath under the blanket, "You smell … so good ~"
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Apologies, due to the error in posting chapter 133, I've deleted it and updated it. Everyone, please continue reading.
V chapters can't be deleted, and the only way to do so is to edit the content. I'm sure you've never seen this before.
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Because the number of words after editing can't be less than the number of words before editing, I've added a few lines of nonsense at the end …
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Next up are the 100P chapters from yesterday. 690 to 790. Just nice. I'll post it below.
Secret chamber.
Lone man.
Lone woman … ghost.
Something's about to happen …
Su Dongxue's entire body was plastered against Qin Ye's body. Her body wasn't as cold as it was now, probably because she had just absorbed some Yang energy.
However, she still didn't have a physical body. Qin Ye could only watch helplessly as a stunning beauty plastered against his sturdy chest. He wanted to hug her, but he couldn't.
Bloody hell … I've been fantasizing about this day for a long time now!
But now that it's finally here, I've realized how f * cked up reality is!
You could've at least given me an inflatable doll, but I'm being completely taken advantage of. This is intolerable!
"Calm down …" Strictly speaking, Qin Ye wasn't an archmage. After all, he had lived for so long, and he still had some experience. But … too much time had passed, and he couldn't think of a way to deal with this at all!
"I'm very calm."
Su Dongxue's hair wrapped around Qin Ye's neck and hands like spider webs. Her right hand gently slid across Qin Ye's Adam's apple, and her beautiful face gently sucked on Qin Ye's earlobe. She whispered seductively into his ear, "On the other hand, why do you feel like your entire body is burning up?"
She smiled faintly. Qin Ye was dazed to discover that she had two dimples on her cheeks.
"Is it because it's hot in here?"
Her other hand caressed Qin Ye's cheeks. It was slightly cold, but it felt incredibly comfortable when paired with the burning sensation on his face.
She slid her fingers down his chest and hooked onto his leather belt, "Or is it because it's hot in here?"
Qin Ye instantly sobered up.
She had unknowingly reached her hand in again, only to … be jolted awake by the chill once more.
Noticing Qin Ye's raised eyebrows, Su Dongxue consciously retreated and coiled herself up on the bed like a snake. She coughed lightly, "My lord, I was just joking … I didn't mean anything by it."
Qin Ye sneered as he walked up to her, grabbed her chin, and gently stroked her smooth chin with his thumb. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to hold onto a formless Yin spirit, but he was different.
"Then let me give you a serious warning - I don't like such jokes." His voice was soft, but it caused Su Dongxue to tremble.
She suddenly felt that this seemingly harmless young man was actually giving her a sense of oppression that was even more terrifying than the paper crane.
"Your fate is in my hands. If there's a next time, you won't be alive."
Su Dongxue bit her lips and nodded earnestly.
Qin Ye straightened up, "I don't care what you do in Hell, but you'd better behave yourself in front of me. Do you really think I'm only a teenager?
Lustful thoughts? "
He straightened his clothes, combed his hair in front of the mirror, and casually quipped, "Do you know why Arthis kept you here?"
He hadn't figured it out before, but he suddenly understood after Su Dongxue's teasing.
Su Dongxue shook her head obediently.
She was a woman who was vastly different on the outside and on the inside. On the surface, she was a gentle cat, but on the inside, she was a snake of lust.
Qin Ye had no intention of judging the lifestyle of others. Everyone had their own values, so long as they didn't step on his toes.
To put it bluntly.
He looked down on Su Dongxue.
Qin Ye pulled out a shard of King Yanluo's Seal and muttered placidly, "Grab my clothes."
Qin Ye circulated his Yin energy, and the shard of King Yanluo's Seal emitted a bright red glow that grew brighter and brighter. Qin Ye explained, "Hell is no more, and we're currently in the process of constructing a brand new world. The amount of work required is beyond your imagination.
As the next lord of Hell, I'm going to need a lot of manpower. You've got it easy. "
That's right. Arthis had once said that she would never accompany him to Hell again.
He was the god of his own world.
A god didn't need a strategist.
And he had to learn how to be a god as well.
Su Dongxue was the first test that Arthis had left for him.
Whoosh … Qin Ye's eyes glowed brightly. When he opened his eyes again, he couldn't help but curse under his breath, "Holy shit!!"
People … no, ghosts.
Yin spirits that covered the entire mountain range!
Not just tens of thousands, but at least twenty thousand!
It was hard to tell if there were more than ten thousand Yin spirits around.
Qin Ye didn't know how many Yin spirits there were in this place.
"To think that so many Yin spirits would show up in a single week …" He took several deep breaths and forced himself to calm down.
"Calm down … I'm the god of this place, and these are all my people. There's nothing to worry about …" He muttered to himself. Ten seconds later, he opened his eyes again, and there was a trace of determination in them.
He slowly made his way towards Hell's Gate, quietly observing his surroundings as he walked.
After the previous incident, he knew full well that these Yin spirits had come with their own sentience because of the absence of the six paths of reincarnation.
This was akin to a miniature version of society. They weren't puppets.
He could see that the entire Hell's Gate and the square in front of the incense burner were surrounded by a pure white barrier of light. Countless golden characters swirled around the barrier, giving it a tinge of Buddha's nature.
Countless Yin spirits surrounded Hell's Gate, but all of them were kept out of the barrier of light.
Some were sitting cross-legged, some were talking, and some were even … playing cards?
Perhaps it was because they were used to the presence of newcomers. Even though Qin Ye was the only one around, the surrounding Yin spirits simply raised their heads and glanced at him. None of them dared to approach him and engage him in conversation.
"My lord, their emotions are complex." Su Dongxue tactfully whispered as she watched Qin Ye's gaze sweep across the Yin spirits.
"You can tell?" Qin Ye asked placidly.
"Yes, my lord. In a place like the underworld, the most important thing is to be observant. To know who's interested in me, and to be able to discern their state of mind from their facial expressions is one of our compulsory lessons."
Su Dongxue did her best to leave a good impression on Qin Ye, "Sighs and sighs represent melancholy. They don't know what to do next, and the road ahead is bleak."
"Expressionless faces represent apathy. They're already used to everything here.
In fact, they're not even looking forward to change. "
"Furrowed brows represent apprehension. They're anticipating change, anticipating change, and yet fearful of change.
But … "She smiled faintly and leaned closer to Qin Ye's wrist," Most of the Yin spirits here are those who would frown from time to time, or even pace back and forth … My lord, why are you looking at me like that? "
Qin Ye looked at Su Dongxue playfully - That's right … it's not that I can't read their emotions. Rather, it's just that there aren't many people who can read their emotions as easily as she does.
A unique working environment has resulted in a unique set of skills.
She could tell that Qin Ye was naturally adept at dealing with these emotions.
She was well suited to the position of a Death Inquisitor.
To say nothing of her divine mimicry.
"It's fine. You may continue."
Su Dongxue nodded timidly as she continued softly, "Most of the Yin spirits here are those whose expressions and movements haven't been fixed for long periods of time.
These people … represent anxiety. "
Qin Ye followed her gaze, only to notice that most of the Yin spirits were idly looking around at their surroundings, occasionally changing their posture from time to time. But as soon as they met Qin Ye's gaze, they would immediately glare back at him.
It was a defensive bravado.
"Something's going to happen." Qin Ye retracted his gaze. His years of experience in life had given him the ability to see things clearly.
An atmosphere of anxiety and restlessness filled Hell. This was by no means a good omen.
"It's been an entire week, and the Yin spirits who've been sent here are at a loss for what to do. Are they only able to disguise themselves in order to conceal the fear in their hearts …" Qin Ye muttered, "Su Dongxue, your duty is … where is she?!"
Su Dongxue, who had just been standing right beside him a moment ago, suddenly vanished without a trace. He turned around, only to be blinded by what he saw!
Not too far behind him, Su Dongxue was already seated on the back of a young man who appeared to be a university student. The young man had thick eyebrows and large eyes. He was approximately 1.82 meters tall, and his eyes were as sharp as swords. He stared at Su Dongxue with a bewildered expression on his face.
"Little brother, how long have you been dead?"
Su Dongxue leaned on the young man's shoulder like a water snake, "It's a pity that you're so handsome … Why don't we do something more meaningful?
I'll teach … ahem … my lord … "
Qin Ye smiled faintly as he stood by her side, "Have you forgotten my warning?"
Su Dongxue pouted slightly, accentuating her flawless features. The university student hurriedly pushed her away.
She rubbed her shoulders in dissatisfaction as she muttered softly, "My lord, I've already refrained from provoking you … Why are you so jealous?"
I'm jealous?!
Qin Ye was so infuriated by Su Dongxue that he couldn't help but chuckle. Indeed, he did chuckle. He chuckled through gritted teeth, "Madam Su, you're currently representing the image of Hell.
Can you please not put up the image of a government that can be used as a husband to any man?
Once the house is allocated to you, it doesn't matter how much you want to keep.
Hell has plenty of handsome men, but you'd better behave yourself while you're sitting in front of this chair. "
Su Dongxue responded with an "Oh", and Qin Ye turned around and left. She glanced at the university student reluctantly, before hurriedly following after him.
However, Qin Ye had only taken two steps when an anxious voice called out from behind, "Brother, wait a minute. Don't go that way."
Qin Ye turned around and stared at the university student in astonishment, "What's the matter?"
The university student quickly walked over to Qin Ye and patted him on the shoulder. Then, just as he was about to lead Qin Ye away, he suddenly froze.
Following that, his mouth widened dramatically, and he stared at Qin Ye with widened eyes. His entire body trembled violently.
Hot …
This ghost is hot!
No … this isn't a ghost … this is …
Seeing that the student was about to scream, Qin Ye quickly raised his hand. He didn't want to expose his identity so quickly.
Gagging the student's mouth was the best course of action.
But just then … just as he raised his hand, a lithe and graceful figure moved as swiftly as a celestial being, and kissed the student in an instant.
He was petrified.
Qin Ye looked at his hand in astonishment. This woman … must be an Emissary of Hell, right? How can she be faster than a Hunter-class expert? Or should I say that it's instincts?
The student's eyes widened abruptly. He froze for three full seconds, and then reflexively tried to push Su Dongxue away. However, Su Dongxue clung onto his lips like a sticky candy.
"Mmm … mmm!!"
Qin Ye was silent.
… Well … Why do I get the feeling that she's always looking for an opportunity to have some fun?
She's just like a mad dog that's locked onto a handsome man, sending him flying away with a soft thud … They're both gagging each other, so why is her train of thought so bizarre?
The quality of the Emissaries under my command is worrying …
He set aside his thoughts and glanced calmly at the student. Then, his eyes suddenly turned black, and his pupils turned white. In an instant, the student's scalp went numb, and he began to struggle like a madman.
"Mmm … Gurgle …" Unfortunately, Su Dongxue's tongue was still lodged in his mouth, and the two tongues intertwined uncontrollably. His expression flickered back and forth between enjoyment and fear, and he even began to struggle less.
His body was visibly weak.
Su Dongxue narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.
Being an official isn't fun at all …
He's obviously quite good-looking, but he's not even willing to let me suck some of my yang energy …