I've already ascended to immortality, and only now is spiritual energy reviving?

At the end of the road,

A gray and white square building,

Isolated in a vacant lot enclosed by a wall,

The chimneys stand tall against the gray skyline.

A black plaque hangs at the main entrance, with several large gold characters embossed on it.

Yangcheng City Funeral Home

"This is it..."

"Meow!"

Fat Orange finally caught up and lay down at Bai Sheng's feet.

The body heaved violently.

Clearly, the journey of these ten-odd miles had exhausted it.

The purple light emanating from the snake's eyes on its chest suddenly dimmed at that moment.

It turned into a faint, almost imperceptible glimmer.

Bai Sheng got out of the car, pondered for a moment,

I decided I had to go in and take a look no matter what.

It's rare for one's own magical artifact to work its magic.

It would be such a pity if we couldn't see it with our own eyes.

If a breakthrough can truly be achieved...

The [Nine Nether Soul-Capturing Technique] absorbed enough soul energy to break through the second layer of restrictions.

Even better.

Moreover, this magic weapon is targeted at...

They all come from the most heinous souls.

Even if they were used to refine magical artifacts,

That's understandable.

He tucked the necklace back into his T-shirt collar.

The funeral home doors were opened.

Step inside.

In the hall,

It smells like cheap fragrance mixed with disinfectant.

The floor tiles reflect light.

The light reflected off the stark white fluorescent tubes overhead.

Several small farewell halls lined both sides of the corridor, their doors ajar.

Intermittent sobs could be heard leaking from under the door.

Bai Sheng slowly walked forward along the corridor.

The snake-like bone on its chest automatically indicates its direction.

If it were the old Bai Sheng...

I would never want to come to a place like this.

Even under such influences, the night inevitably evokes feelings of melancholy and wistfulness.

But whether it was due to the completion of body refinement or the effect of that medicine, it's unclear.

Bai Sheng, on the contrary, has been full of energy since he came in.

It didn't feel much different from going to a restaurant.

According to the guidelines,

Bai Sheng walked to the end of the corridor.

The farewell hall on the left.

The purple light flashed for a fleeting moment.

"It seems that the corpse of that heinous soul is lying here."

Bai Sheng stopped at the door, not going in immediately.

I peeked inside through the crack in the door.

"Who put this as a funeral portrait...?"

In the very center of the farewell hall,

There was an offering table covered with a white cloth.

A portrait and an incense burner were placed on the table.

The man in the portrait was probably in his early thirties.

He has a thin face, high cheekbones, and shifty eyes.

He didn't even look at the camera in his funeral photo.

It was like someone called out to me from the side while I was taking a picture.

An elderly couple with gray hair stood in front of the offering table.

The old woman collapsed onto the old man, crying so hard she could barely make a sound.

The old man next to her patted her back expressionlessly.

His eyes were dry, and his lips moved a few times.

No sound was made.

A large group of relatives were standing around him.

The two middle-aged women at the end were whispering to each other.

Although the sound was very, very soft.

But Bai Sheng still overheard it.

The general meaning is,

This is a gambling addict who's addicted to online gambling.

He withdrew all of his parents' pension money and then took out dozens of online loans.

When debt collectors came to the company, the boss fired him on the spot.

My wife also divorced me and took the children with her...

"Tsk tsk tsk, taking the medicine and then jumping off the building, that's quite a determination."

"Yes, they have the resolve to die, but not the resolve not to gamble!"

"What a pity, the debts didn't die with them; the debt collectors are still staking out the old couple's house!"

……

Bai Sheng paced back and forth outside the farewell hall.

The Nine Nether Soul-Capturing Spell was still flashing, urging him to go in.

"Stop rushing me, I want to go in too, but the problem is I can't!"

Bai Sheng thought to himself,

There were still a few people in the farewell hall. Two of the relatives who had helped the old lady out earlier had returned.

Arrange the portrait and offerings in front of the altar.

Two middle-aged women were packing apples into a plastic bag while chatting in hushed tones.

"How is the old lady?"

"She fainted twice from crying and is now lying in the rest room."

"His brother-in-law didn't let them come tonight, because he was afraid the old lady's health couldn't handle it."

"Oh well, there's nothing I can do. The old lady can't bear to part with her son."

There was a rustling sound.

Bai Sheng took half a step back towards the corner of the corridor, waiting until the two middle-aged women had walked away with their plastic bags.

We returned to the entrance of the farewell hall.

He lingered outside the door for a few more minutes.

Bai Sheng confirmed that all the living people had left.