What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

"Of course, we're all friends."

I casually brushed aside the topic and my gaze fell on the two sandalwood boxes on the bedside table.

Director Song was a smart man; he immediately understood what I meant. He pointed to the two boxes and said with a smile:

"Consultant Chen was seriously injured because of the bureau's affairs, so the bureau naturally cannot remain silent."

In the box on the left is a 60-year-old wild ginseng from Changbai Mountain, a top-grade product for reviving life and replenishing qi and blood.

The one on the right is a piece of three ounces of dark, sulphur wood.

I know that Consultant Chen's method of cultivation is special. This dark wood core has a miraculous effect on nurturing yin-attribute magical artifacts and meridians.

These two items are a small token of the bureau's appreciation; we hope Advisor Chen will not refuse them.

I looked at the two boxes, and a thought struck me slightly.

The 60-year-old wild ginseng is secondary; the dark, ebony heartwood is truly a treasure.

This yin-type treasure has a good effect on warming and nourishing bone needles, and it is also of great help in restoring my depleted evil energy.

The official foundation is indeed far superior to that of ordinary independent cultivators.

"Then I'll accept it without hesitation, thank you Director Song."

I didn't mince words; I simply nodded my thanks.

Seeing that I accepted the gifts, Director Song's smile deepened.

He took an encrypted tablet from his briefcase, swiped a few times on the screen, and then handed it to me.

"Advisor Chen, besides visiting you in the hospital, I also came today to inform you of the preliminary investigation results of what happened last night."

Director Song's tone became serious, revealing the coldness of an official handling a case.

I took the tablet, and the screen displayed an extremely detailed file.

The upper right corner shows a somewhat blurry black and white photo.

The person in the photo is the same 'Yan Kuan' I killed on the mountaintop last night.

"This guy is definitely not an unknown figure."

I said as I swiped the screen.

"He's more than just an unknown person."

Director Song snorted coldly.

"His real name is Yan Shouyi, not Yan Kuan."

Ten years ago, he was an inner elder of the Xunlongmen sect, a major school of geomancy in the Central Plains.

This person was extremely skilled in feng shui formations and was even once considered a candidate for the next sect leader.

"Seeking the Dragon Gate?" I frowned slightly.

Li Qing is a descendant of geomancers and belongs to the Central Plains Feng Shui lineage. I wonder if he knows this Yan Shouyi.

"Yes, a legitimate and reputable sect."

Director Song nodded and continued, "Unfortunately, this guy has wicked intentions."

In order to forcibly change the fortune of his family, he secretly used living people as stakes to set up an extremely vicious fortune-stealing array.

After the incident was exposed, Xunlongmen cleaned up his sect, crippling half of his cultivation and expelling him from the sect.

From then on, he went into hiding, abandoning his identity and fully embracing the path of heretical cultivation.

Looking at the information on the tablet, I learned that after being expelled from his sect, Yan Shouyi not only did not restrain himself, but instead became even more unruly.

The files record that during those ten years, he traveled to multiple provinces and committed at least seven serious crimes involving the use of feng shui to murder people for money.

The Bureau of Folklore and Customs has kept his wanted notice on the Class B bounty list.

Why would a geomancer elder, whose cultivation had been crippled by half, suddenly come to Jiangcheng after ten years on the run?

They've also set their sights on that Ming Dynasty zombie in Zhoujia Village?

I placed the tablet on the blanket and looked up at Director Song.

This is the crux of the whole matter.

Yan Shouyi was well-versed in feng shui, and he would never have come to a bustling metropolis like Jiangcheng in the Dharma-ending Age to obtain a living dragon corpse in the nascent form of a flying zombie.

If a ferocious creature of this level gets out of control, he will definitely suffer a backlash from it, as evidenced by his fate last night.

Director Song gave me an approving look, seemingly pleased with my keen intuition.

"This is also the question we wanted to find out during our overnight interrogation of those two prisoners."

Director Song placed his hands on his knees and leaned forward slightly.

"That Iron Warrior and that woman in the cheongsam named Ah Hong are both fugitives that Yan Shouyi has recruited over the years."

According to their confessions, Yan Shouyi came to Jiangcheng this time at the behest of someone.

Wu Tianfeng, who belonged to the paper-making lineage, was deceived by Yan Shouyi.

"A servant?"

I wasn't surprised at all that the old man making paper offerings was tricked; what caught my attention were these two words.

Although his strength is not bad, how high can the IQ of an old man who believes he can ascend to immortality with a zombie be?

The employer who can hire a wanted criminal who is on the General Bureau's wanted list for years but never gets caught, and even make him risk his life to refine flying zombies, must be someone extraordinary.

"That's right, but those two prisoners were of too low a rank to know the employer's true identity."

However, they did reveal a crucial piece of information.

Director Song lowered his voice, and the atmosphere in the ward immediately became somewhat heavy.

"Yan Shouyi once inadvertently revealed to them that as long as the living dragon corpse is successfully refined into a flying zombie and handed over to the employer, he can obtain a barrier-breaking pill."

In this way, he can repair the meridians that were destroyed back then, and may even break through to a higher level.

Upon hearing this, a thought struck me.

Breakthrough Pill?

This kind of elixir, which only exists in ancient records, has not only lost its method of preparation, but also the materials required for its production, which have already disappeared in this era.

Even a dominant sect like Longhu Mountain probably doesn't have that.

"So, does this mean there's a hidden dragon in Jiangcheng capable of producing the Breakthrough Pill?"

There was a hint of coldness in my voice.

"This is exactly what the bureau is most worried about right now."

Director Song sighed, his brows furrowing into a knot.

"The General Administration has issued an order requiring our Jiangcheng branch to do everything in its power to uncover the network behind Yan Shouyi."

At this point, Director Song paused, his gaze fixed intently on me:

"Consultant Chen, I have reviewed your resume."

From Master Huai's ledger to the destruction of the Black Serpent Cult, and then to last night's solo kill of the living dragon corpse.

Your skills and courage are top-notch in the entire Jiangcheng branch, and even in the provincial branch.

Director Lu Yan speaks highly of you, and I wholeheartedly agree.

The situation in Jiangcheng is currently volatile and unpredictable, making it a crucial time to utilize talent.

He took a deep breath and said in an extremely sincere tone, "On behalf of the Jiangcheng Folklore Bureau, I formally invite you to join the core staff of the Special Operations Team."

If you agree, you'll be directly appointed as the deputy leader of the special operations team and enjoy the highest level of resource allocation in the bureau.

What do you think?

Looking into Director Song's expectant eyes, I pondered to myself.

The General Administration had just given him the order, and he couldn't wait to come and recruit me.

And what does he, an acting director parachuted in, lack?

A person or achievement that can silence everyone.

The combat power I displayed last night perfectly met his needs.

It seems that this Director Song is not someone to be trifled with.