I subdue demons and monsters, and cultivate immortality in hell to become a saint.

"His achievements during his lifetime are in the past; there's no need to dwell on them."

Lei Yifang waved his hand, "The Yin-Yang Official is waiting for you inside, go quickly."

Zhong Yingmei bowed deeply, her eyes reddening as she turned away.

"I never imagined that Reber could become a god!"

She exclaimed excitedly, "When this news reaches the provincial capital, the leaders will definitely be astonished!"

"Old Reber dedicated his life to his country and its people; he deserves to be deified. Perhaps we'll see even more heroes in the future."

"I can't believe it," said the Taoist priest with a sigh.

As they spoke, the two arrived at the entrance of the Yin-Yang Bureau.

The armored soldiers at the entrance glanced at them and stepped aside to make way.

Upon entering the main hall, Zhong Jiu sat behind a high table, his face veiled in a thin mist, obscuring his true features.

"This is the miraculous Yin-Yang Official!"

Zhong Yingmei held her breath, secretly wondering if it would be another familiar hero.

Zhong Jiu almost burst out laughing when he saw her curious expression.

Silly sister, if you knew that the official you've been longing for is actually your "ordinary" brother, you'd probably jump up and down on the spot.

"Greetings, Lord Gongcao!"

The two stepped forward and bowed in greeting.

"No need for such formalities."

Zhong Jiu's tone was very gentle, "It is I who should thank you. Without the government's help, how could the City God Temple have been repaired so quickly?"

"It's just a small amount of effort, not worth mentioning."

Master Changdeng quickly declined, saying that he could not accept such thanks from a deity.

Zhong Jiu's gaze fell on Zhong Yingmei, and he cut to the chase: "You've come all this way to see me, surely to ask the Underworld to help deal with the evil spirits outside, right?"

Zhong Yingmei felt a chill run down her spine. Sure enough, nothing could be hidden from the gods!

She quickly said, "Guiling City is currently under blockade by ghosts, and all thirty-two cities in Nanling Province have suffered. The Special Operations Department is short-handed and can only beg for your help, sir!"

Zhong Jiu had already guessed their intentions.

He sighed: "Logically speaking, it is the duty of the Underworld to slay demons and monsters. But the Underworld has not fully recovered yet, and its forces are limited, so it is really impossible to take care of the entire Nanling Province."

This answer was exactly what Zhong Yingmei and the provincial capital had expected.

They had long suspected that the Underworld might be facing internal problems; otherwise, with its strength, it would have already swept away all evil spirits.

"May I ask, sir, is there some hidden reason why the Underworld has been slow to act with its full strength?"

Zhong Yingmei clutched the hem of her clothes and tentatively asked a question, as this was the core issue that the provincial capital had entrusted to her.

Zhong Jiu leaned back in his chair and waved his hand casually: "It's just some special reason that has led to a temporary shortage of troops. But don't worry, given time, the underworld will surely return and wipe out the evil spirits."

He was too lazy to make up lies, so he just mumbled a few vague words to try and get away with it, since no one dared to ask any further questions anyway.

But to his utter surprise, Zhong Yingmei and the provincial capital had already done their "homework," listing dozens of contingency plans.

His ambiguity, in turn, gave Zhong Yingmei endless room for her imagination to fill in the blanks.

"I understand!"

Zhong Yingmei's eyes suddenly lit up, and she slapped her thigh, her expression as if she had solved an ancient mystery, "It must be that the underworld is being held back by a great terror!"

"What?"

Zhong Jiu almost slipped off his chair. When did his younger sister become a master of deduction?

"In recent years, the yin energy has increased dramatically, yin caves have sprung up everywhere, and countless evil spirits have invaded the human world. This is completely illogical!"

Zhong Yingmei became increasingly agitated as she spoke, her spittle almost flying out of her mouth. "If the Underworld were alright, how could they just stand by and watch the human world suffer? They must have encountered some enormous trouble themselves!"

She took a deep breath and began to reconstruct the "truth": "I guess that before the yin energy rose, the underworld encountered a great terror and could only focus on suppressing it, unable to attend to the human world at all. Later, seeing that we were about to collapse, they squeezed out troops to send you as the vanguard. That was the signal!"

"Signal?"

Zhong Jiu's lips twitched. This girl's brain circuits were more convoluted than the maze of the underworld.

"That's right! The fact that they sent you means the great terror has been initially contained; otherwise, how could they have the energy to divert troops?"

Zhong Ying stared at Zhong Jiu with eager eyes, waiting for him to nod in confirmation.

Zhong Jiu was completely numb.

If I explain, I'll have to come up with a whole set of lies to cover it up; if I don't explain, this girl can just conjure up a whole "Underworld Anti-Demon Chronicle" in her head.

Fine, let her be. It won't do any harm anyway.

He simply kept his mouth shut and acquiesced.

This silence was, in Chung Ying-mei's eyes, "ironclad evidence."

She was filled with awe: "So the suffering on earth is just the beginning; the real catastrophe was averted by the underworld long ago! The gods truly are our protectors!"

Master Changdeng also sighed, "Could that great terror be the legendary extraterrestrial demon?"

"puff--"

Zhong Jiu almost burst out laughing. Extraterrestrial demons have appeared?

Has this old Taoist priest been reading too many storybooks?

"Taoist priest, be careful what you say!"

Zhong Yingmei quickly made a shushing gesture and lowered her voice, "How can we casually discuss someone of this level? Just keep it to yourself!"

"Ah, I was being presumptuous."

Master Changdeng bowed to Zhong Jiu and apologized, his expression more respectful than if he had seen the Buddha.

Zhong Jiu, seeing these two "imagination monsters" singing in unison, completely gave up on explaining.

Whatever makes you happy.

He never expected that a sentence he was too lazy to say would be filled in with a complete logical chain by these two, even including "extraterrestrial demons".

Throughout the entire meeting, Chung Kau barely spoke a word; it was all orchestrated and acted by Chung Ying-mei and Master Changdeng.

Seeing the expressions on the two's faces as they held the "earth-shattering secret," Zhong Jiu was speechless, but secretly delighted. With the official's interpretation, the bond with the underworld would be even stronger, making it much easier to harvest faith points.

Thinking of this, he took out a lustrous jade talisman, flicked it with his finger, and it flew to Zhong Yingmei's front: "The underworld relies on force to kill demons, but peace in the world still depends on the civil administration of the government. Consider this message talisman my way of thanking you for building the temple. In case of emergency, just crush it."

Zhong Yingmei quickly caught it and tucked it into her bosom like a precious treasure.

What kind of jade talisman is this?

This is a "contract of life and death" delivered by the underworld!

Having this thing is equivalent to establishing a connection with the City God's Palace, which is more effective than anything else.

Zhong Jiu looked at her and secretly shook his head. Silly sister, you won't be able to keep this jade talisman for more than a few days. Once the Soul General brings the evil spirits to surround you, you won't be able to use it even if you want to.

Afterwards, Chung Kau sent a messenger to escort the two back.

As soon as they left the City God's Mansion, Zhong Yingmei grabbed the Taoist priest Changdeng and ran all the way back to the Special Operations Department. She immediately grabbed the phone: "Quick! Have the instructors hold an emergency meeting tonight! It's extremely urgent!"

Because of the special nature of Guiling City, the response speed of the provincial capital's special operations department was astonishingly fast.

Within minutes, the video conference screen was filled with leaders sporting dark circles under their eyes.

"Little Zhong, it's the middle of the night, is there news from the underworld?"

Zhang Yunxiao took a sip of strong tea; the blood vessels in his eyes were almost forming a net. He had only been lying down for less than ten minutes.

"It's not just news!"

Zhong Yingmei slammed her hand on the table, her voice trembling with excitement, "Master Changdeng and I entered the City God's Mansion and met the miraculous Yin-Yang Official!"

"What? I've entered the City God's Mansion?"

"You've seen the true God?"

The meeting room erupted instantly. Those who had been drowsy were now wide awake, their eyes wide as they awaited what would follow.

Zhong Yingmei kept everyone in suspense, then smiled mysteriously: "You'll never guess who else I met at the City God's Mansion!"

Stop beating around the bush! Just tell me!

Zhang Yunxiao sat up straight.

"It's Lei Yifang! Old Master Lei!"

When Chung Ying-mei called out this name, her voice was trembling with tears.

"Who?"

Everyone in the video froze. A young man wearing glasses immediately questioned, "Team Leader Zhong, are you hallucinating because you're too tired? Lei Yifang is a historical figure who died decades ago. How could he possibly be in the City God's Mansion?"

"I'm not lying! It really is Old Mr. Rei!"

Zhong Yingmei panicked, "He's wearing the robes of an underworld official, and he's a clerk in the Inspectorate! Master Changdeng can testify to that!"

"That's right, I saw it with my own eyes and even spoke with Elder Lei Bo."

Master Changdeng spoke at the opportune moment, his tone utterly certain.

Zhang Yunxiao clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles turning white. He appeared calm on the surface, but no one noticed that his hand under the table was trembling.

"Recount the entire incident in detail, leaving out not a single detail!"