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

According to official rules and laws, no practitioner has the right to arbitrarily take another person's life.

Even if the other party is an extremely wicked and evil cultivator, they must be handed over to the authorities for trial and handling.

As the branch director of the Jiangcheng Folk Customs Bureau and a law enforcement officer within the system, Lu Yan's most important task at this time was to strictly stop me.

They even sent people to keep an eye on me to prevent me from overstepping my boundaries.

However, she did not choose to stop me.

She didn't use those rules and regulations to restrict me, nor did she speak those high-sounding official words to me.

She was simply using this indirect method to ask me for some unknown "information".

This is a tacit approval, and even more so, a profound trust.

"it is good."

I looked at Lu Yan and nodded solemnly.

"I will notify you as soon as I find out anything."

Please bear with us at the bureau.

Lu Yan didn't say anything more, but simply waved her hand gently, indicating that we could leave.

I turned around and walked out of the blacksmith shop side by side with Li Qing.

The afternoon sun was still bright and warm, but the desolate and dilapidated atmosphere of the abandoned industrial area just wouldn't go away.

Li Qing, holding the wooden box containing the metal longsword, stretched and took a deep breath of the relatively fresh air outside.

"The officials are really meticulous in handling cases; they set up police cordons, collect evidence, and they have a whole set of procedures."

Li Qing turned to look at me and chuckled.

"However, Director Lu really treats you exceptionally well."

"If it were any other special operations team leader, upon hearing that we were going to seek revenge in secret, they would probably have already drawn their guns and handcuffed us."

I smiled and didn't respond to his comment.

Some feelings are best kept in your heart; there's no need to talk about them.

I walked to the car parked on the side of the road, but did not immediately open the car door.

Then, I closed my eyes and once again activated the cool energy between my eyebrows.

As the breath dissipated, my vision returned to black, white, and gray lines.

The eerie green aura belonging to Qiu Feng still stubbornly lingered in the air.

Following the bumpy, uneven road in the industrial zone, it stretches towards some unknown location in the distance.

"Get in the car." I opened my eyes, my vision returned to normal, and a sharp glint flashed in my eyes.

"Where to?" Li Qing opened the passenger door and got in.

I got into the driver's seat and started the car engine.

With a deep roar, I gripped the steering wheel with both hands, my tone calm yet carrying a chilling intent.

"Go collect the debts."

The powerful engine roared, and the tires left two tracks on the dusty cement road of the abandoned industrial area before speeding towards the main road leading to the city.

Li Qing, sitting in the passenger seat, was still tightly clutching the wooden box with both hands.

When he first got in the car, his attention was entirely on the baby in his arms.

But after driving a few kilometers, he seemed to finally realize something.

Then he turned his head and stared at me with a strange look.

"no……"

Li Qing blinked, looking somewhat bewildered.

"Old Chen, you just said you were going to collect debts, and you turned the steering wheel so decisively..."

Do you know where that bastard Qiu Feng is hiding?

I gripped the steering wheel with both hands, my eyes fixed on the road ahead, while the cool aura between my brows was being continuously depleted to maintain my "aura-observing" state.

In my vision, that eerie green trail of energy was as clear as fluorescent powder in the night sky.

I didn't turn around, but simply replied in a flat tone:

"What else? Jiangcheng is so big, do you expect me to drive you around aimlessly hoping for a lucky break?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qing's lips twitched violently twice.

He clutched the wooden box tighter to his chest and couldn't help but swear:

"Damn, are you a dog?"

By simply smelling the crime scene, without even using a compass, one can pinpoint where the murderer ran.

I was even thinking that when I got back, I would set up a grand formation and use some of my life essence to find that person.

"That's insane! The Corpse Stitchers lineage has this kind of incredible tracking ability?"

Listening to his rapid-fire complaints, I couldn't help but chuckle.

I glanced at him, noticing his shocked yet slightly annoyed expression, and said slowly and deliberately:

"You don't really think that my timely arrival at the edge of the cliff in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang, rescuing you from Jiang Ling and those assassins, was all just luck, do you?"

The carriage fell silent for a few seconds after those words were spoken.

Li Qing's expression froze.

He was clearly recalling the battle at the cliff in southern Xinjiang, where I, like a ghost, with a flurry of willow-leaf daggers and bone needles flying everywhere, cut directly into the heart of the battlefield.

He probably always thought I found out by following the sounds of the fight or by sheer luck.

Only now does he realize that I possess absolutely precise tracking methods.

Li Qing pursed her lips, turned her head back to look at the scenery outside the window, and said nothing more.

But his profile clearly showed a defiant expression that said, "You've fooled me again."

However, I could also see that his tense shoulders had relaxed a little.

With my ability to relentlessly track down our prey, we can gain absolute control in the upcoming operations.

I ignored his little tantrum and refocused my attention on driving and tracking.

The afternoon sun slanted into the carriage, and the traffic on the streets of Jiangcheng gradually thickened.

In the black, white, and gray world of "Qi Observation," that eerie green trail stands out starkly.

Qiu Feng's counter-surveillance awareness is indeed very strong.

I followed the flow of energy and discovered that his escape route was very cunning.

Instead of taking the main roads with large surveillance cameras, he deliberately chose to traverse urban villages, old residential areas, and some intricate back streets and alleys.

That eerie green line meandered through the city's steel jungle, repeatedly attempting to blend in by using crowded areas to obscure its presence.

If it were a regular tracking spell, it would probably have lost its target long ago after passing through several vegetable markets and garbage disposal stations.

However, this is under the tracking of "qi observation".

In this state, I can even see the mysterious "luck," let alone this conspicuous green mark.

I drove my SUV, following the route calmly and patiently.

When I encounter a narrow alley that I can't enter, I detour to the exit ahead to block it.

After driving around the city for more than an hour, the dark green trail finally began to extend towards the northern suburbs of Jiangcheng.

As the surrounding buildings became increasingly sparse, the scenery along the roadside changed from high-rise buildings to vast farmlands and haphazardly built houses.

Finally, I stopped the car at the end of a dirt road about two kilometers away from the main road in the suburbs.