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Chapter 67 Secret Letter from the Immortal Clan
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The rain outside the window had been stained black by the night.

Under the office lights, Mr. Lü and Wu Jun stared in silence at the limp, sticky wad of animal skin paper stained with blood and vomit in a sealed bag on the table.

"You mean... this letter came out of the mouth of your Liu family's young master in this realm?"

Wu Jun nodded.

"Correct!"

"Then it must be very important?"

"definitely is!"

Mr. Lü confirmed again.

"Is it really important?"

Wu Jun nodded emphatically.

“For ordinary matters, the patriarch would have explained it to the young master in a dream; there’s no need for such a complicated process.”

Mr. Lü frowned.

"Then you can clean it up?"

Wu Jun quickly waved his hand.

"No, no, no, this is such an important item, please open it yourself. I dare not handle it myself."

Mr. Lü looked at Wu Jun's serious yet earnest cowardly appearance, frowned, gritted his teeth, and suppressed his nausea. He opened the sealed bag, took out the limp, sticky letter covered in blood and vomit, unfolded it, and placed it on the table, regardless of its dirtiness. He wiped it with a wet tissue, then with a dry tissue, wiping the front and then the back.

After finally wiping it clean, I wiped my hands, endured the bloody and sour smell of the letter, leaned over to read it carefully, and squinted my eyes.

After looking at the front, I looked at the back.

After reading the negative side, his old face suddenly turned red, and he was filled with rage!

"Grass!

"There are no words!"

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The night wind blew in heavy rain outside the window.

Inside the brightly lit restaurant, a dozen or so minks were busy with their own tasks.

Some were busy washing dishes, while others were busy wiping tables.

Others were glued to their tablets, their claws swiping at the screen – they were shopping online!

"Waaaaah, woof woof woof woof?"

Mink Circle has her eye on a big kids' tracksuit!

This blue windbreaker can be bought to serve as their work uniform!
"Aww, waaaaah waaaah waaaah..."

Diao Heihei agreed.

Although minks aren't actually afraid of the cold and don't need to wear clothes, they still really want to... because the boss wears clothes too!

The boss happened to have one of these blue windbreakers, so they bought it and wore it too. When they were with the boss, the scene was very harmonious!
Thump…thump thump…

Outside the window, a strange, intermittent drumming sound could be heard.

Boom... Crack...

Thunder rumbled from the deep night rain.

Both Blackie and Whitey, who was wiping the table next to them, heard it.

The little head turned towards the window.

But then Diao Jianjian slammed the ventilation window shut... The drumbeats were shut out and could no longer be heard.

The minks finally breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, the drumming sounded particularly unsettling to the mink... But coincidentally, the boss wasn't home tonight; he was out conducting research and was having dinner out.

The minks looked at each other, having already made up their minds... to report this to the boss as soon as he returned!

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"...This is not an ordinary letter."

"It's a secret letter from a cultivation family."

"The Liu family's direct blood relatives can only transmit blood."

"The secret letter refers to a family whose members can only be opened with blood."

Mr. Lü was holding his phone, making a video call, when he heard the explanation from the other person and suddenly realized what was going on.

While secretly thinking to himself, he thought to himself, "These cultivation families, they all have quite a few tricks up their sleeves!"
He asked for instructions with a respectful expression and a wide grin on his face.

"Director Hu, are you in Beijing?"

"Then...you can read this letter when you get back?" During the video call, Director Hu shook his head.

I am at East Lake.

"But this letter can't wait. Go to my office, look in my drawer, there's a bottle of blood I left behind."

"Use that bottle of blood first, and see what's written in the letter."

As he spoke, a strange drumbeat came from behind him, mixed with the sound of heavy rain.

Mr. Lü received the order and immediately went out the door to the office next door.

Wu Jun was left alone, huddled in the corner of the small office, not daring to move or look around.

He knew that this small office, piled high with messy documents, was actually an office set up by the celestial realm in the human world!
Its full name is "Spiritual Energy and Celestial Arts Projection Planning Office", abbreviated as "Spiritual Energy Projection Office". Its origin is mysterious and its power is terrifying!
Mr. Lü is a clerk at the Lingnan Investment Office, while Mr. Hu is the deputy director of the Lingnan Investment Office!

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"Come on, have another drink!"

The atmosphere at the dinner table was lively.

Of course, what everyone was drinking wasn't alcohol, but fruit juice.

Wu Yun sat next to Qin Wei, eating his food while listening to Huang Xiaozhong recount the inside story of some recent events.

"...Our non-natural department discovered the problem with East Lake, all thanks to Director Gu."

"Initially, this news was kept strictly confidential."

"We don't know why so many wild immortals suddenly came to East Lake, trying to chase after some spiritual rain..."

"It was only later that we realized someone had sold them the information."

Huang Xiaozhong was drinking juice, and he was very excited.

He's a big mouth and doesn't know how to keep a secret; he tells everyone everything.

But today, the person sitting in the main seat was Qin Wei... He didn't say anything to stop it, so the others didn't say anything either.

"This information broker is even more outrageous."

"We have used a lot of methods and resources, but to no avail."

"In the end, all we knew was that it was called 'Ling Tou Ban' (灵投办)."

"It's a rather strange name."

As Wu Yun listened, he silently memorized the information.

"The 'Organization for Spiritual Messages'?"

While eating and chatting, he was also a little worried about his family and his employees.

"It should be alright, right?"

No one usually visits the house.

"The employees are all quite clever."

"I also left them some supplies just in case..."

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Inside the office of the spiritual investment agency.

Mr. Lü drove Wu Jun away and sat behind his desk, telling Director Hu his thoughts.

"...So it is highly likely that the Great Ninth Rank Immortal Official of the Biaoyun Pass crossed the thundercloud and intercepted all the spiritual rain."

"This person once set foot on the floating island of the Cloud Soaring Dreamland and is suspected of taking away a celestial artifact from the island, perhaps the Spirit Testing Stick..."

As he read, Director Hu on the other end of the video call became increasingly serious.

But in the pouring rain, Director Hu sat under the eaves of a building, legs crossed, listening to the news and pondering it.

"Soaring Cloud Passage through the Great Ninth Rank?"
"Can you use lightning?"

"That's really quite rare..."

Director Hu was in his forties, with a robust build, wearing suit pants and a polo shirt, and had a capable look on his face.

He was a mortal, but after becoming a celestial official, he gained a vast amount of knowledge and had a great understanding of the celestial realm.

"If you know how to use lightning, you are fully capable of avoiding it."

"Intercepting all the spiritual energy rain... that's definitely not appropriate."

"He even has a spirit-detecting stick on him?"

"A celestial artifact within the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Ji Zhu Grand Array?"

Director Hu didn't know much about this thing, but he vaguely knew that it was an extremely rare and valuable item!
"Such a good thing should not be in the hands of a minor celestial official."

"At the very least, it would be more appropriate for it to be in the hands of our Hu family!"

(End of this chapter)