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Chapter 88 [The Underworld Soul Craftsman]

The reason why the press conference was held at East Lake...

"The reason why we care about East Lake is..."

"Actually, everyone understands the key points."

"Isn't it all for that Imperial Inspector who patrols the heavens and explores the hidden realms?"

At the conference table, the director of the investment office spoke very frankly.

"This censor has some issues."

"But don't be nervous, many things don't entirely depend on us."

"Everyone can go now and ask their respective families."

"If none of the parents are willing to get involved, then let's drop this matter."

"If any party is willing to participate in this matter, they can slip some information out between their fingers."

"Even if they just leave out a few things, it's enough for us lowly celestial officials of the ninth rank to fight each other."

"Everyone, go ahead."

He smiled and nodded.

The dozen or so people at the table all revealed their celestial official hats.

In addition to the copper flower clasp corresponding to their respective paths, each of their hats also had an identical flower clasp.

This flower-shaped clasp corresponds to the eighth path after Soaring Clouds, Thunder Pool, City God, Yin Mountain, Ghost Messenger, Divine Blood, and Immortal Peach, and is called "Clan".

That's right... Everyone in the Spirit Investment Office, from top to bottom, is connected to the clan system; they are all descendants of great immortal families who have fallen to the mortal realm.

At the end of the conference table, Lu Qingchen, the immortal official, also had an extra clan-patterned button on his hat.

Seeing that everyone else was drowsy, either slumped over the table or leaning against the chair, he also slumped forward and pretended to fall asleep.

That's right... he was faking it.

The clan flower buttons worn by others are all genuine.

His clan flower knot is a deceptive trick, a fake.

……

Blah blah blah...

Heavy rain and darkness enveloped Donghu City.

A giant black cloud drifted across the sky.

Inside the giant cloud, a dozen minks were busily making up the boss's bed!

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Mink smoothed out the mattress and sheets!
"Ouch!"

The black mink slapped the pillow so hard it left a dent!
"嘤嘤嘤!"

With a "whoosh," the mink quilt was thrown off and covered the bed.

Wu Yun sat beside him, trying to fine-tune the temperature and humidity.

Although he already had six hundred years of cultivation, and could sleep even in an ice cellar... he was still carefully adjusting.

"Try to adjust it to be similar to what you would use at home."

"It would be even better if it were more comfortable than at home."

"After all, there will be many more days to sleep in the clouds in the future."

After the dozen or so minks next to them finished preparing the boss's bed, they busied themselves preparing their own beds... which the boss had prepared for them, cages stacked up one by one!

The cage was lined with rubber mats, cotton pads, and stuffed with cushions, making it much more comfortable than the floating island.

Most importantly... all the cages were placed right next to the boss's bed.

They can see the boss before they fall asleep.

After waking up, I can see the boss again.

This is so much better than home!
……

"Oh? That's a good thing."

In a dream.

Yu Jinhong sat at the end of the family council hall.

Seeing the uncles and elders sitting above, all grinning and discussing amongst themselves.

"Isn't the decree of the Heavenly Palace of Lingxiao precisely to make these celestial officials in the mortal realm learn how to gather spiritual energy, become familiar with gathering spiritual energy, and be willing to gather spiritual energy?"

"Yes, they deserved it, and they did a good job."

"This strike is in accordance with the decree of the Heavenly Palace."

"It's not a big problem if some censor interferes."

The Yu family patriarch on the high hall looked at Yu Jinhong.

"Go, go fight."

"It's a pity that your skills are still too shallow to be promoted to a high-ranking official position."

"For this trip, I'll just appoint you as a minor official; that'll be enough."

Yu Jinhong didn't understand the official title.

"Cai Guan?" The old ancestor didn't explain, but took out the register of immortal officials, turned to a certain page, and wrote down Yu Jin Hong's name.

Then, with a "whoosh," he tossed a white bone token through an arc into Yu Jin Hong's hand.

"Eat it, eat it quickly."

Yu Jinhong didn't dare to delay, so she had to open her mouth wide and force the token into her mouth.

"Swallow it! Swallow it now!"

She was already a ghost, and normally everything she ate would pass through her body... but when she ate this token in her dream, it caused her a terrible pain in her throat, and she even tasted blood!

She forced it down her throat, but the more she swallowed, the more painful and dizzier it became.

Suddenly, I drifted off to sleep, only to find myself back at the conference table in the real world.

Looking around at my colleagues, I saw that some were already awake, while others were still fast asleep.

Meanwhile, the director of the spiritual investment office, who was presiding over the meeting, had already taken out one fist-sized green peach after another from his pocket, wiped them clean one by one, and neatly arranged them on the table.

After waiting a while, everyone woke up.

Everyone saw the peaches that the director had placed on the table.

"How did everyone's discussion go?"

"How many families are willing to go? Raise your hands so I can see."

The attendees stared intently at the peaches, their eyes seemingly glued to them.

Yu Jinhong and the other four people hurriedly raised their hands.

The director of the spiritual investment office nodded.

"Alright, then these ten Grade 9 Immortal Peaches will be considered as the expenses for this event."

"Everyone, take two of these and eat them tonight to boost your spiritual power."

"When everyone returns victorious, I will give you ten immortal peaches as a reward."

At the conference table, the expressions on everyone's faces varied.

Some families were unwilling to contribute, and their faces were full of frustration.

Some families were willing to contribute, and they beamed with joy at this moment.

The director asked again.

"Everyone... bring out the support from your respective families and let's see?"

"Yes, yes, let's get in touch so we can coordinate better tomorrow."

Yu Jin Hong immediately put on her celestial official hat and was the first to speak.

A third brass flower button appeared on her hat.

The official titles and knowledge associated with the flower-shaped buckle had automatically entered her brain.

"My new official title is [Netherworld Soul Officer]."

As she was speaking, she suddenly gagged!

He coughed twice, stretching his neck, and spat out a large, rotten wooden token, stained with blood, stomach acid, and saliva, which fell onto the table with a "thud".

Five seal characters were written on it...

...Dare to die, advance immediately!

……

Blah blah blah...

It's half past four in the morning.

The Non-Natural Bureau building was still brightly lit.

People were coming and going in the corridor, busy with their own affairs.

The studio at the very top of the building was already full of people.

People are discussing the details of the news broadcast.

"The camera position isn't right, let's adjust it again!"

"Which reporter from Donghu Daily is here? Could you please come over here?"

People are discussing security details.