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

The remnant soul, which was originally drifting aimlessly and on the verge of dissipating at any moment, came into contact with Yang Guang's drop of Celestial Master's blood the instant it touched him.

It solidified completely.

The meeting room was deathly silent.

Even the sound of the wind in the corridor outside seemed to have stopped.

The three souls, dressed in different clothes, with pale faces and faint traces of blood seeping from their seven orifices, first looked around in a daze.

His gaze then fell on Yang Guang, A Zeng, and Bai Sheng, whose face was bruised and swollen.

Their expressions immediately turned to terror.

Their bodies trembled violently, and they huddled together, so frightened that even their hard-won, solidified souls became somewhat unstable.

It flickers like the static on an old television screen.

"Don't eat us!"

"We don't taste good!"

"Please, please let us go!"

Three heart-wrenching cries echoed in the conference room.

In the corner.

Bai Sheng was completely stunned, clinging tightly to the wall.

His one eye, which wasn't completely swollen yet, was now wide open.

They even forgot to breathe.

What did he see?

They really did confess!

And all it took was three tattered pieces of yellow paper, a little cinnabar, and a drop of blood?

What kind of divine power is this?!

You should know that their Chongqing office of the 749 Bureau has gathered a lot of Xuanmen masters.

Several senior practitioners set up an altar and performed a ritual, creating a formation the size of half a basketball court. They worked for three days and three nights, and were so exhausted that they almost ascended to heaven on the spot.

In the end, they didn't even get a hair on the ghost's head!

Now this kid just casually scribbled a few lines on this shabby conference table.

Did that attract people?

Do not!

impossible!

Bai Sheng suddenly raised his hand and frantically rubbed his eyes.

He muttered to himself, "Impossible."

"That's absolutely impossible!"

"This must be fake!"

Bai Sheng pointed at the three soul entities on the ground and roared at Yang Guang, "An illusion!"

"This is definitely some kind of holographic projection created using some kind of magic trick!"

"Trying to lie to me?"

"No way!"

however.

Yang Guang didn't even glance at him.

He slowly pulled a crumpled piece of tissue paper from his pocket and wiped the blood off his middle finger.

He turned his head and gave Bai Sheng a cold glance, saying indifferently, "Remember to transfer one million to my card, son."

"puff!"

Ah Zeng, who was still in shock, almost burst out laughing when he heard this.

He quickly covered his mouth with his hand, his shoulders twitching violently.

Bai Sheng heard this.

His pig-like face instantly turned purplish-red, and his already leaky mouth trembled with rage.

"Who the hell are you calling 'son'?!"

"My Bai family has had only one son for thirty-seven generations, I..."

"Shut up!"

Yang Guang's eyes instantly turned cold.

The last Celestial Master's imposing aura pressed down without any hesitation.

They directly targeted Bai Sheng.

Yang Guang said coldly, "If you can't handle losing, just say so."

"If you dare to keep babbling on here, believe me, my Celestial Master's Physical Salvation Fist will give you a good beating from the waist down!"

"By then, it won't be a matter of one million; I'll make you beg under a bridge to pay off your debts!"

He met Yang Guang's icy, chilling gaze.

Bai Sheng shuddered, a chill creeping up his bones.

The pain from the beating he had just received surged back into his heart.

He opened his mouth, but ultimately swallowed the profanity that was about to come out.

All she could do was cover her swollen cheeks and hide in a corner, sulking in frustration.

That big nostril is fixed.

Yang Guang then turned to look at Zeng, who was laughing so hard he was almost cramping up.

Ah Zeng was overjoyed at that moment!

really!

The intelligence from headquarters is reliable!

This guy seems unreliable, and all he talks about is money and his wife.

But the real skill he possesses is terrifyingly formidable!

This level of soul-summoning technique is probably only something that a few reclusive old celestial masters on Longhu Mountain could accomplish.

Getting hired by the bureau with a base salary of 100,000 yuan is practically a steal!

If this kid is willing, the bureau could give him a harem!

Yang Guang ignored Zeng's gleaming eyes.

He withdrew the terrifying pressure emanating from his body and turned to look at the three female ghosts trembling on the ground.

He instantly put on a gentle smile.

I rubbed my hands together, trying my best to look like a good person.

"oops."

"Three young ladies."

"You don't need to be afraid."

Yang Guang pointed to himself: "I'm not one of those evil or crooked sects."

"Let me introduce myself. I am Yang Guang, the current head of the Office for Assisting the Deceased."

Upon hearing the words "Death Rebirth Agency".

The three girls were visibly stunned for a moment, and stopped trembling.

One of the girls, wearing a white dress and with delicate features, boldly raised her head.

She looked at Yang Guang, then asked somewhat nervously, "You...you're really here to help us?"

"Were they sent by that demon to torment us?"

Yang Guang shrugged: "Of course!"

"I'm a legitimate employee of a company, and I just signed my employment contract."

"Five social insurances and one housing fund... no, seven social insurances and two housing funds!"

Yang Guang patted his chest: "And there are police officers outside to testify."

"What grievances have you suffered? Who harmed you? What do you look like? What are your distinctive features?"

Tell me everything.

"I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation!"

Upon hearing Yang Guang's words...

In addition, the pure Celestial Master's aura emanating from him instinctively made people feel at ease.

The three girls exchanged glances.

She burst into tears with a loud "waaaaa".

The cries were so mournful and poignant that they sent chills down one's spine.

But the meeting room was full of men, so they weren't intimidated.

next second.

The three girls knelt down on the ground in unison and kowtowed repeatedly to Yang Guang.

"We beg the Heavenly Master to grant us justice!"

"That person is a pervert!"

"He not only tortured us to death, but he also skinned us alive!"

"They won't even let us be reincarnated after death; they lock our souls in a dark jar."

"They burn us every day!"

Yang Guang frowned, and his expression became serious.

This technique.

This is no ordinary heretical practice.

They specifically target girls who are considered yin in nature, skinning them, drawing their blood, and imprisoning their souls to be scorched by fierce fire.

This is clearly the forging of some extremely malevolent and evil artifact!

Hearing this, Ah Zeng gasped in shock.

He walked over quickly and took out a small notebook and a pen.

"Little girl."

"Do you remember what that person looked like?"

"Or where he committed the crime, and what obvious landmarks were there around?"

The girl in the white dress who was leading the group recalled, sobbing.

"The man was wearing a black robe and a ghost mask, so we couldn't see his face at all."

Yang Guang frowned. Wasn't this the same as saying nothing at all?

He frowned and continued, "Then do you know where he is now?"

"Or rather, where did he take you?"

One of the girls shook her head, sobbing, "I don't know. I only know that there are many corpses there, the yin energy is very heavy, and there is a strong smell of death."

"Oh, right!"

"It's very hot in there, like there's a fire burning!"