A week later.
In a mass grave in Jiangdu, Yu Daohan, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at his surroundings, now devoid of any vengeful spirits, and nodded with satisfaction.
For the past week, he had been roaming places where vengeful spirits appeared.
Before saving Liu Feng, he needed to accumulate enough ghost qi.
At this moment, Yu Daohan no longer possessed any trace of a living person; the ghost qi he exuded was something even Ghost Kings could not overlook.
His phone suddenly rang.
Yu Daohan took out his phone and saw the name "Wang Ming" displayed.
He answered the call, and Wang Ming's voice came through, "Master Yu, the Gathering of Heroes大会 is tomorrow. You must be prepared."
Yu Daohan chuckled, confident, "Don't worry, I'll definitely be able to hold my own."
"Alright, we'll be counting on you then," Wang Ming said from the other end of the line.
"Mm," Yu Daohan replied.
After hanging up, Yu Daohan took a taxi back to the shop.
Upon returning, Yu Daohan walked to the well in the backyard and sat down on a stone by its edge. He looked into the well and smiled, "Have you awakened yet?"
"I'm about to go save that fellow Liu Feng. He must have been waiting for a long time.
"I've already asked Grandpa to find a way for you to awaken.
"The sect's protective formation is complete, and with Grandpa guarding it, no one would dare provoke us.
"I'm at ease knowing that little girl is being looked after by you."
Yu Daohan looked at the silent well, his face filled with bitterness.
"Can you hear me now?"
After a long while, Yu Daohan finally stood up and slowly said, "If I don't come back, you mustn't blame me."
With the protective formation complete and Grandpa guarding it, he didn't need to worry about sneak attacks from the Divine Religion.
Given the development speed of the Yan Huo Sect, as long as no accidents occurred, it was a sure thing that they would rank among the top three sects.
Returning to his room to rest, Yu Daohan sat cross-legged on the bed.
He could feel that the eye rune that devoured ghost qi had reached its limit.
The ghost qi had condensed into a core, and he still had two sariras as a last resort.
Yu Daohan was now at his strongest.
Early morning~
Yu Daohan, dressed in a neat outfit, arrived at the front of the shop.
Outside the shop, a car from the Supernatural Affairs Bureau was already waiting.
Seeing Yu Daohan emerge, Biao Tao put on his lewd smile and flattered him, "Master Yu, you look quite dashing today."
Yu Daohan looked at Biao Tao, who had gained more weight, and smiled confidently, "What are you saying? With my looks that can put even top celebrities to shame, I look handsome in anything."
"Hehehe."
Biao Tao chuckled and said nothing.
Master Yu, it's been a while. Not only has his strength increased, but his narcissism has also followed suit.
Yu Daohan sat down in the car with Biao Tao, and the driver started the car, heading towards their destination.
Yu Daohan looked at Biao Tao beside him and asked with some confusion, "Old Biao, it's not even winter yet, why are you turning on the air conditioning? Could it be kidney deficiency?"
"Hehehe."
Biao Tao chuckled and said nothing, inwardly scornful.
You should ask yourself that.
The ghost qi emanating from Yu Daohan could be felt even from a kilometer away.
Sitting next to him was no different from sitting in a freezer.
If one didn't know, they would think some god or demon had descended.
Biao Tao said nervously, "Master Yu, do you have confidence in handling the situation?"
Hearing this, Yu Daohan immediately became displeased, his face darkening, "Old Biao, are you looking down on me, Yu? With the Kang Long Mace on my back, can you handle those old guys?"
Biao Tao spat and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, of course, you can, you absolutely can."
Master Yu's reputation was currently booming.
A Black List expert at twenty-one years old was an unprecedented achievement.
Yu Daohan nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Biao Tao and gave a lewd smile, "Hey, Old Biao, you've been promoted. You must have reaped quite a bit of profit, right?"
Biao Tao shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Master Yu, don't even mention it. I'm hurting right now. I'm just a commander without troops."
Biao Tao's subordinates were mostly vengeful spirits recruited from Ghost Street.
But ever since the incident with the sealing of the Underworld, all the sects and the Supernatural Affairs Bureau dreaded the mention of vengeful spirits.
His subordinates, those vengeful spirits, could no longer be used.
Biao Tao's capable subordinates in the past were mostly vengeful spirits.
But now that the vengeful spirits were gone, he could truly be called a commander without troops.
However, Biao Fatty had accumulated wealth over the years, and even with money, he could hire some capable experts.
Yu Daohan's mind was racing, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Biao Tao inwardly felt a sense of foreboding.
Could it be that he was about to be fleeced!
The next second, Yu Daohan spoke, "Old Biao, you're short of people right now, aren't you?"
Biao Tao instinctively shifted his butt away from Yu Daohan, warily saying, "Master Yu, we've known each other for so many years. Please don't fleece me."
Yu Daohan was speechless, "Am I that kind of person?"
Biao Tao nodded affirmatively, "Yes."
Yu Daohan was hit by the truth, his face showing a hint of embarrassment. He coughed dryly and said seriously, "Old Biao, we've known each other for so many years. Don't you know my character?"
"I do," Biao Tao replied with a hint of annoyance, "The vengeful and retaliatory Little Master Yu, the never-at-a-loss Yu Daohan, the opportunistic Sect Leader Yu."
"Damn it."
Yu Daohan immediately became displeased.
It wasn't that Biao Tao was wrong; it was just that everything he said was the absolute truth.
Who wouldn't be displeased in such a situation?
Seeing Yu Daohan react, Biao Tao added fuel to the fire, "See, see? You're getting agitated because I hit the nail on the head."
Yu Daohan took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and smiled, "Old Biao, you urgently need people right now, don't you?"
Biao Tao nodded, "That's right."
Since Nanjing Shuo lost an arm, he had rarely appeared.
Although he still held the position of Director-General, most of the basic affairs were handled by the Deputy Director-General.
And the newly appointed Deputy Director-General was the lewd-looking Biao Tao.
However, although Biao Tao had been promoted, he didn't have many capable subordinates.
The Supernatural Affairs Bureau was currently busy dealing with the Divine Religion and had no extra personnel to spare for him.
Yu Daohan continued to persuade him, "The Supernatural Affairs Bureau definitely won't have extra personnel to assign to you. Your only option is to spend money to hire unaffiliated individuals from the martial world, isn't it?"
Biao Tao nodded, "Yes."
He truly had no other options now. The only method he could think of was to pay people to do his bidding.
Yu Daohan's face remained impassive, but inwardly he chuckled.
This fat pig, I'm definitely going to fleece you!
Yu Daohan began to lay his trap, "But Old Biao, have you ever considered what kind of talent you'd be hiring with money? You'd definitely get some dubious characters, people who slack off."