He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

"This is my lifeline, my very foundation for survival!"

"I've painstakingly accumulated my essence over eighteen years, all hoping to use this to continue the Yang family line and produce a reinforced company to bring glory to our ancestors!"

"You withered old bastard who's been dead for who knows how many years, how dare you dream of getting my core assets for free!"

"If I don't beat you to death today, I'll be letting down my ancestors!"

Before he could finish speaking...

The woman let out a shriek.

It transformed into a red afterimage, brandishing ten black claws as it lunged straight at Yang Guang's face.

Extremely fast.

A sharp whistling sound filled the air.

The sharp claws aimed straight for Yang Guang's throat and groin.

Extremely vicious.

Yang Guang did not dodge at all.

With the index and middle fingers joined together and the thumb pressing firmly against the ring and little fingers, the standard Five Thunder Seal was instantly formed.

He took a heavy step forward with his right foot, facing the biting, yin energy rushing towards him, and swung his right arm in a wide arc.

"You think you can hit me with your latrine-scooping hands? You better get down on your knees!"

A slap, crackling with a faint blue electric light, landed squarely on the forehead of the woman in the red dress, without any fancy moves.

"Snapped!"

A sharp, clear sound rang out in the narrow alley, followed by a bloodcurdling scream from the beautiful woman in the red dress that was utterly inhuman.

Followed by.

An extremely explosive scene unfolded.

With that resounding Five Thunder Seal.

An extremely dazzling white light suddenly burst forth from the woman's forehead.

A hunched, withered, and foul-smelling phantom black shadow was forcibly slapped out of that fiery body by this extremely tyrannical force!

The dark figure twisted and struggled violently in mid-air.

After landing.

It directly manifested as an old woman with a face full of deep wrinkles, missing teeth, and wearing a funeral shroud.

The old woman screamed repeatedly.

He covered his head with both hands and rolled around frantically on the rough ground.

The busty, long-legged beauty in the red dress was now slumped on the ground, her eyes closed, completely unconscious.

Lin Yue, who was not far away, was completely stunned, her brain in a state of extreme paralysis.

It really is an old woman?

She gripped the plastic edge of the trash can tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning completely white from the excessive force.

It's grown so big.

A top student at the police academy who received more than 20 years of materialistic education.

At this moment.

Her unshakeable scientific worldview was shattered by Yang Guang's extremely hasty and brutal slap.

It crumbled into powder and scattered in the wind.

Even using glue, I can't put it back together!

Just how crazy has this world gone?

This poor, high school student who talks nonsense actually physically managed to slap an old woman's soul out of a hot young woman's body.

That's bullshit!

Yang Guang slowly walked up to the old woman's spirit, who was rolling on the ground, and looked down at her, saying, "Scream."

Keep laughing like that.

"That classic villain laugh of yours, why don't you let me laugh a few more times?"

The old woman's soul was shattered by Yang Guang's Five Thunder Seal, causing her yin energy to dissipate and her body to become increasingly transparent.

There was not a trace of the arrogance he had displayed just moments before.

She was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly.

With his hands clasped above his head, he prostrated himself on the filthy ground, frantically kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Master, spare my life!"

"Grandmaster, spare my life!"

"That old woman is blind and has offended the Celestial Master's entourage. I will never dare to do it again!"

Yang Guang lifted the canvas shoes with almost worn-out soles and stepped directly on the old woman's illusory head, grinding them down hard and viciously.

That's how it is.

He's even more villainous than the villain himself!

"Now you know to call him Celestial Master?"

"Too late!"

"You just severely violated my rights to reputation, bodily integrity, and ownership of my future wife!"

"Don't you know that my time is money?"

Yang Guang pulled out the secondhand mobile phone he had just received payment for from his pocket; the screen emitted a faint glow in the darkness.

He said irritably, "What are you planning to do to compensate me?"

"Credit card or cash?"

The old woman's spirit squeaked and screamed as it was trampled on.

I simply cannot comprehend this human's bizarre thought process.

As a Celestial Master, aren't you doing your work of subduing demons and monsters in order to uphold justice?

Are you making a scene here?

The old woman was on the verge of tears, her voice trembling: "Master... I... I'm a ghost!"

"Where am I supposed to get money from the living world to compensate you?"

Yang Guang snorted coldly, pressed down hard with his right foot again, and said fiercely, "No money?"

"It's okay if you don't have money!"

"Follow the rules of the funeral service center."

Yang Guang pulled a crumpled yellow talisman from his pocket with his free left hand: "One ghost tooth, ten drops of ghost tears."

"Issue the request immediately, and I'll perform a ritual to help you pass on to the afterlife!"

"Dare to shed even a single tear, and I'll make sure you can't even be a ghost!"

"The Office for Assisting the Deceased?"

As soon as those words were uttered, the old woman on the ground suddenly shuddered dramatically.

He didn't even care about the canvas shoe on his head that was almost worn through.

She gripped the moss-covered brick seams tightly with both hands, then suddenly tilted her head back and stared intently at Yang Guang.

A twisted, wild joy erupted from the old woman's withered face: "Celestial Master, you're actually the head of the Rebirth Agency?"

Yang Guang stomped down hard once more.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't I look like him?"

"Or is it that besides me, there's someone else on this street who can do this lousy part-time job?"

The old woman waved her hands frantically in the air, shouting, "No, no, no!"

"I was blind!"

"I never imagined you were the charitable master of the agency!"

This old woman wandered the world for a full forty years.

In order to keep his soul from dissipating, he specifically targets unlucky people with weak yang energy in various entertainment venues.

Over the past forty years, she has drained at least forty-eight lives from people's lives.

According to the assessment criteria of the underworld.

A demon of her caliber, once captured, would definitely be condemned to a luxurious suite in the eighteenth level of hell for ten thousand years.

Deep-fry until golden brown, remove and drain the oil, then roll in a knife-and-stone pan.

Don't even think about having the chance to be reincarnated in this lifetime!

However, the title of the Office of the Reincarnation Agency holds an absolute dominant position in the entire circle of wandering spirits!

According to rumors.

That special agency, independent of the underworld, can use its internal channels to thoroughly cleanse you of all karmic debts and send you comfortably to be reincarnated.

Absolutely the best in the industry!

Thinking of this, the old woman's excited soul flickered wildly.

"Celestial Master!"

"I do!"

"I'd be more than willing to post a commission!"

She stretched out her withered hands and rubbed them together with extreme fawning: "As long as you can help me pass on to the afterlife, I'll do anything you ask!"

"But this reward..."

The old woman paused, her face contorted into a bitter, dehydrated wrinkle.

His hands trembled as he covered his completely leaky mouth: "Master, could we make a deal and change the payment terms?"

Yang Guang removed his right foot from her head and put his hands back into the pockets of his faded school uniform.

"bargain?"

"Do you think this is some kind of market-bought cabbage for winter?"

"It's a rule passed down from our ancestors: if it's a ghost tooth, then it's a ghost tooth!"

"Not even half a piece is acceptable!"