It's time to become a fairy.

Ye Qingge listened quietly to Yan Yishuang's description. She had never seen the place name Yan Yishuang mentioned in the previous monitoring room. Five years ago, that location was still an unfinished ruin, and there was no sign of runes.

"In other words, the runes here should have been created over the past five years. If they were created within the last year or two, and the Yin spirits within them haven't been completely transformed into Yin energy to activate the runes... that's interesting."

She reached out and touched the two yin-yang symbols between her eyebrows, a smile playing on her lips: "I was just thinking about how to replenish my energy and strengthen my trump cards in the city, but I didn't expect the Misty Demon Sect to deliver themselves to my doorstep. They really are kind people!"

Swoosh

The scenery outside the window rushed past. The driver assigned to the emergency mission was also an experienced one. After pressing the emergency alarm on the hearse, he steered the hearse to a higher altitude and drove unimpeded towards the accident site.

Kuiyang Subdistrict Office, located in the eastern part of the city and near the old town area.

As an area near the old town on the outskirts of the city, it's not a place for residents with a bit of wealth to live. Although the buildings here aren't exactly in the old town, they still have an overall old-fashioned feel. Many places have a strong sense of history, and the office building itself looks dilapidated and old, and its location is rather remote, so usually no one would come here.

So much so that no one noticed that the once normal office had been completely transformed, with an invisible aura of yin energy enveloping the entire space. Ordinary people might not be able to detect it, but cultivators who had reached the Awakening Realm could clearly see that the entire office was now shrouded in yin energy, having become a gathering place for ghosts and spirits.

In a corner, a woman dressed in the black robes of a disciple of the Misty Demon Sect sheathed a long sword that had pierced her heart. She glanced at the man lying on the ground, wearing a trench coat from the Demon Suppression Division, and showed disdain in her eyes. She then grabbed the man's ankle and dragged him into the office.

The man had lost all vital signs; his expression was contorted, his eyes wide with rage, and his face was black. He seemed to have endured immense suffering before his death, making him almost unbearable to look at.

Inside the office, two male disciples of the Misty Demon Sect were waiting. One of them said in a hoarse voice, "Yu Huaqing, you're too slow."

The female disciple, Yu Huaqing, shook her head and smiled, "A suitable soul is not common. Isn't it normal to spend more time and be cautious? This person seems to be an elite member of the Demon Suppression Division, a rare prey. If we refine his soul into a Yin Soul and integrate it into the runes, we should be able to completely illuminate this rune."

Two members of the Misty Demon Sect glanced at the man lying on the ground. Without using any secret techniques, a strange light flashed in their eyes, which then brightened. The male member with the hoarse voice stepped forward, grabbed the man, and began to inscribe runes on his body, skillfully performing the steps of refining the Yin Soul.

The other man, who had remained silent, had a cold expression. After glancing at the two men's actions, he quickly looked away, walked to a corner, and took out a spirit pearl from his pocket.

With his hands forming hand seals, the spirit pearl floated in mid-air. As he imprinted his marks into it, an old man with a weathered face appeared opposite the spirit pearl in no time.

"Elder."

The man bowed respectfully and said, "The rune mission here has been completed. The Yin spirits and Yin energy you brought have all been infused into the runes. However, a small accident occurred during this process. We encountered an elite team of members from the Demon Suppression Division, who have now been executed by us... Fortunately, the official activation of the runes was still a little short of power. With the Yin spirits of these people, it is just enough."

After briefly explaining the process of encountering the elite members, the man lowered his head and waited silently. A moment later, an aged voice rang out from within the spirit orb: "Deacon Fang's actions are indeed efficient and clean, but your understanding of the Demon Suppression Division is still too limited. The Demon Suppression Division is no longer what it used to be; news travels much faster than before. The branch office has likely already received word of what you did, and the Minister is already on his way!"

"We must act quickly. Go to the second location I hate you mentioned. My men have already buried the necessary Yin spirits and Yin energy. Quickly go to the next location to complete the rune charging... It's been a lot of work for you. The Demon Suppression Division in the east of the city is too powerful. They actually wiped out all their original strongholds. Otherwise, we wouldn't have had to ask you, Steward Fang, to do this personally."

"However, the time for the plan to be completed is not long."

The aged face within the Spirit Pearl revealed an excited smile: "The final core part of the God-Making Project, the runes, has been acquired. Furthermore, during this Yin God turmoil, we captured a massive number of Yin Souls, enough to power countless node runes in the seven cities. At most, we can complete the project in a month or two!"

"In about a month, I will personally come to take over the entire Ningcheng rune management. During this time, you must protect the existence of Ningcheng's runes. Even if the charging fails, it doesn't matter, but the runes must be kept safe."

"Furthermore, minimize our activities. We no longer lack energy and no longer need to create more spirits. Let's try to stay out of the Demon Suppression Bureau's sight. Once the spirit is successfully created, our plan will truly be complete..."

As he finished speaking, the smile vanished from his aged face, replaced by a solemn expression. Deacon Fang seemed to have realized something as well, and his expression mirrored the elder's solemnity. His voice echoed from within the spiritual pearl: "In this sinful and noisy world, every day the physical body exists is a day of sin, and all sins will eventually be atoned for."

"End this sinful body, let the Yin God open up a brand new Netherworld, we will no longer need the Primal Stone, we will no longer need to continue to do evil, and our descendants will no longer have to do such things... This will allow everyone in this world to enter a new era, and no longer have to face the predicament of survival!"

"Strive for our elusive dreams!"

The final words were chanted aloud by an aged voice and Deacon Fang, and as the last syllable faded, the faces on the spirit boat vanished, returning to their original forms.

He let out a soft sigh, put away the bead, and looked back. The spellcasting of the two Misty Demon Sect disciples had reached a crucial moment. Wisps of black yin energy swirled incessantly from the corpse, making the atmosphere emanating from it even more eerie. The entire body was filled with sinister yin energy, and the massive amount of energy spreading out made the already gloomy office look even more ominous.

"Speed ​​up. We must leave here and move to a new location within twenty minutes at most, lest we be overtaken by reinforcements from the Demon Suppression Division. What we are doing now should not be exposed. If the grand plan is delayed because of the two of you... you know the consequences."

Deacon Fang gave a cold order, then went to the side and closed his eyes to begin cultivating.

The two disciples' expressions hardened, as if they had thought of something. They shivered violently and quickly quickened their movements.

Fifteen minutes later

The yin energy surrounding the corpses had reached its peak, gradually returning to the bodies. As the last of the corpses poured into the body, the souls of these corpses' owners were about to be forged into powerful yin spirits.

boom

The sound of a house breaking rang out, and Deacon Fang, who had been on guard all along, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Immediately put away the runes, seal them, abandon these ghosts, and retreat immediately!"

“I’ll stop them. Remember, the people from the Demon Suppression Division must not see what’s happening here.”

He abruptly stood up, a black bead the size of a human head appearing in his hand. He poured his demonic power into it, and sharp, piercing sounds emanated from the bead, like the wails of a vengeful ghost. Circular black vortexes began to collapse inwards around his body. Just as the seventh vortex formed, the wall in front of him shattered instantly.

One after another, spiritual swords slashed through the sky. At a rough glance, their number was already close to a hundred. Like a rain of swords, they swept across the sky. A powerful spiritual pressure enveloped the area from afar, thick and majestic. Even before the person arrived, they gave people a great sense of oppression, as if they were facing legendary immortals and gods, giving them an irresistible feeling.

"Judging by this method, he must be Minister Yan from the East City Demon Suppression Division. It's laughable that he thinks he can do anything to me with such trivial tricks!"

Deacon Fang scoffed dismissively, unconcerned about these petty intimidation tactics. He tapped his hand three times, and the three swirling vortexes beside him burst forth, expanding infinitely in the wind. By the time they reached the rain of spirit swords, they had already enveloped the entire house, emitting a terrifying suction force. Countless spirit swords were drawn into them, but they couldn't even create a ripple before being completely swallowed up.

In just a few breaths, hundreds of spirit swords were devoured, and the vortex, unable to bear the burden, dissipated along with the spirit swords.

Deacon Fang watched this scene coldly, outwardly showing disdain, but inwardly he had already become vigilant. In his perception, two sharp auras were rapidly approaching, one of which was slightly weaker than his, while the other was much stronger.

"A mid-stage Divine Breath Realm cultivator, when did the East City Branch have such a powerful expert... Oh right, I heard that the change of the head of the headquarters was just completed today, and the great cultivators who were sent out have probably all returned. It is normal for the East City Branch to be assigned a mid-stage Divine Breath Realm cultivator."

"But this makes the mission more complicated. I'm afraid I, a mere cultivator at the Divine Breath Realm, won't be able to hold them off for long..."

His mind raced, and he used his spiritual energy to send a telepathic message to the two ordinary disciples behind him before cautiously walking towards the door.

Just as she arrived at the entrance, she saw Yan Yishuang stepping off the spirit boat. Their eyes met, revealing an endless killing intent. To her surprise, after their first glance, Yan Yishuang did not immediately launch an attack. Instead, she took a step back, as if she had been frightened.

"No, this is very wrong!"

Deacon Fang frowned immediately: "According to intelligence, Yan Yishuang, the head of the East City Branch, is bold and decisive in her actions and is one of the biggest threats to our Misty Demon Sect. How could she be afraid of a great cultivator of similar level to herself... Wait, her eyes are looking behind me!"

When he first met Yan Yishuang's gaze, Deacon Fang subconsciously thought that she was afraid because of him, but upon closer inspection, he quickly realized that something was wrong!

The telepathic message he had just sent inexplicably echoed in his mind, yet there had been no response whatsoever, which didn't align with the strict hierarchical structure of the Misty Demon Sect. Moreover, even the slightest movement from the two should have elicited some reaction, but he hadn't heard a sound whatsoever, as if… the two hadn't moved at all!

"It must be my imagination, I must be overthinking it, it couldn't possibly be the accident I'm thinking of..."

Beads of cold sweat seeped from Deacon Fang's forehead and back. A chilling aura emanated from behind him, and even as a great cultivator in the Divine Breath Realm, he couldn't help but get goosebumps. He kept telling himself that it was all an illusion. After calming himself down, he suddenly turned his head, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

As far as the eye could see, vast swathes of ghosts appeared. The hundreds of ghosts that he had brought with him, given by the elders, had somehow broken free from the symbols and were now densely covering the entire office.

The two disciples pretended to be preparing to seal the runes, but they didn't even put up a proper resistance. Their auras were completely dead, and there was no trace of their souls left in their bodies. They had obviously been torn apart and devoured by the vengeful ghost that appeared in the runes.

"What...what's going on?!"

Cold sweat poured uncontrollably down Deacon Fang's body. He wanted to escape, but it was too late!

Among the hundreds of spirits here, more than one has reached the level of a fierce ghost. Under the onslaught of so many spirits, even a demonic cultivator at the Divine Breath Realm, Fang, with all his skills, could not withstand it for long. With Yan Yishuang blocking the door, in less than a moment, his soul was devoured by countless spirits and his soul was scattered!

Yan Yishuang watched this scene with a look of dread, goosebumps rising on her forehead. Only when she heard footsteps behind her did she speak in a slightly hoarse voice, "This is...this is the ability you spoke of to control Yin spirits?"

"Yes."

Ye Qingge did not deny it, but readily admitted it. In fact, she had already demonstrated this ability before leaving Ningcheng, and it was only a matter of time before Feng Yumeng found out about it.

Now possessing the divine office of a Yin God, the Yin spirit that had fallen to the near-spiritual embryo realm after crossing time and arriving in reality has, after these days of nurturing, returned to the realm of Ascension. If she truly reaches the final stage, she might even possess a trump card capable of contending with the realm of Ascension, making her vastly different from before.

Now that you have enough strength and resources, you don't need to hide your abilities anymore. On the contrary, showing them off can give you more convenience and more say.

Yan Yishuang gave Ye Qingge a deep look, gaining a new understanding of Ye Qingge's strength. She took a deep breath and, without saying much, called over the few temporarily recruited members who had followed behind and went into the office to begin handling the follow-up logistical work.

Ye Qingge had control over all the spirits here, so she wasn't worried about being attacked by them. However, the others who had come with her were a little scared, but after realizing that the spirits were harmless, they gradually calmed down and began to deal with them.

While everyone was busy, Ye Qingge naturally wouldn't be idle either. She stepped into the office and lightly touched the door, and a River Styx, barely visible to the naked eye, meandered out from within, with small boats sailing on its surface.

One by one, elderly boatmen, all identical in appearance and clothing, rowed their boats, each with a spirit lamp hanging from the bow. They moved slowly, seemingly leisurely but actually quite fast, under the eerie light. In just a few breaths, they arrived before the countless wandering spirits.

These originally ferocious spirits were instantly stiffened by the Soul Lamp, their eyes flashing with confusion. Led by the old man, they all headed towards the Netherworld space connected to the River Styx.

Ye Qingge didn't pay close attention to the matter of collecting Yin souls, entrusting it to the Netherworld Space. After releasing the Netherworld Space's ability to collect Yin souls, her gaze fell upon the special rune in the center of the office.

These were runes that Ye Qingge had never seen in the surveillance footage. Judging from their solidity, they had obviously been formed in the last two years. After most of the power formed into Yin spirits and was controlled and absorbed by Ye Qingge to become part of the Netherworld Space, the entire rune dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ye Qingge gathered a bit of spiritual power in his hand and gently punched out, and the entire rune actually showed signs of collapsing.

As countless cracks spread across the runes, Ye Qingge suddenly stopped destroying them. Instead, under her control, she crushed a newly acquired Yin spirit from the Netherworld. She channeled its Yin energy into the runes, and then, taking advantage of the absence of attention, subtly sealed it back into the ground.

"A god-making plan... The Misty Demon Sect's scheme is quite clever, but in the end, it's still uncertain who will outmaneuver whom!"

After taking a deep look in the direction where the runes disappeared, Ye Qingge withdrew her gaze, a profound look flashing in her eyes.

Ten minutes later

The hundreds of wraiths that had ravaged the hall were completely wiped out, and Ye Qingge's Netherworld Space now contained several hundred more, making the space much livelier. A gentle, nourishing aura flowed into her soul and limbs, rapidly restoring her nearly depleted spiritual energy. Before long, her headache vanished, her fatigue disappeared, and Ye Qingge found herself even more energetic than before!

Yan Yishuang's team had finished their logistical work and came to Ye Qingge's side. Before she could say anything, Ye Qingge smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go to the next location to continue destroying runes!"

"It's already 8 PM, do you still want to continue?"

Yan Yishuang was taken aback. She looked at the darkening sky outside the window and fell into deep thought. She remembered that when she was the Minister of the Ministry, unless there was a special mission, she would never assign a mission at this time.

Ye Qingge's expression suddenly turned serious. She took a step forward, looked at Yan Yishuang with a firm gaze, and said in a deep voice, "In the vast eastern part of the city, the countless runes laid down by the Misty Demon Sect are still there. The ghosts and spirits contained within them alone are enough to pose a huge threat to the entire eastern part of the city. Moreover, these runes are not simple!"

“Just now, I spent several hours finding 128 similar runes in surveillance footage from five years ago. Do you know where these runes came from, or how ruthless the Misty Demon Sect’s plan is?”

"As the head of the East City Demon Suppression Division, how can I watch ordinary people suffer in such a dire situation? Under such threats, how can we rest safely? We must do everything we can to destroy these runes. We must destroy every single one of the runes whose exact location we know. Only when they are all destroyed can we finally rest in peace."

Yan Yishuang opened her mouth, only to find that she had no reason to refute Ye Qingge. As the head of the branch, it was indeed a good thing to have this sense of responsibility.

only……

"If you're so responsible, you don't need to drag us into this. Isn't this settling a personal score? It must be revenge..."

Seeing Ye Qingge grab her wrist and walk towards the spirit boat, Yan Yishuang's face darkened. Unfortunately, she was no longer the head of the branch and could only follow Ye Qingge's orders. She couldn't find a suitable reason to refuse.

……

……

A week later

The application for a top-secret video was far more difficult than Ye Qingge had imagined. Even though Ye Qingge had exaggerated the threat and ferocity of the Misty Demon Sect's impending plan as much as possible, Feng Yumeng's application still hadn't received approval from above. The result was always "still under discussion," and it was unknown how long it would take to get a formal result.

However, although the submission of this information failed to achieve its intended purpose, it did attract the attention of the Canghui Sect, successfully putting Ningcheng back into a state of high alert. Ye Qingge, who submitted the message, successfully received a large amount of resources and monetary rewards, and began a city-wide search and investigation.

The search for clues via video was temporarily put on hold. Left with no other option, Ye Qingge had to continue investigating her parents' accident through other conceivable methods. However, five years had passed, and finding answers was far from easy. Reluctantly, Ye Qingge devoted most of her free time to "destroying runes" and collecting the lingering spirits contained within them.

The so-called destruction of the runes was just a cover. Ye Qingge did not completely destroy the runes. She retained the last bit of power and resealed them underground, only collecting the Yin spirits within.

The number of Yin spirits contained in runes varies depending on when they were created. The earlier the rune was created, the more Yin spirits it contained had already been refined into Yin energy, making it difficult for Ye Qingge to collect them. On the contrary, the closer the rune was to the present time, the more Yin spirits it contained to charge up.

Including the 32 new runes found in the past five years during the investigation of the entire eastern part of the city, Ye Qingge cleaned up a total of 160 runes in a week with all her efforts. Along with the other ghosts that appeared, she almost turned the entire eastern part of the city upside down, causing the number of ghosts in the Netherworld Space to exceed 10,000 for the first time.

Only Ye Qingge and Yan Yishuang knew that her crazy actions were simply to collect Yin Souls. However, Yan Yishuang kept her mouth shut, and the other members of the Demon Suppression Division were completely unaware of the implications. They simply assumed that Ye Qingge had a special hatred for Yin Souls and was using the orders from headquarters to carry out a frenzied sweep.

Since taking office a week ago, Ye Qingge's decisive and ruthless actions in personally leading the team to swiftly eliminate the evil spirits in the entire city have allowed her to successfully secure her position as the head of the branch. At the same time, she has also earned the nickname "the devil's nightmare" during private chats among the branch members.

When Ye Qingge saw the message from Yan Ye'an in her private messages, her face immediately darkened: "Ningcheng Ghost's Sorrow? What kind of weird title is this? Which bastard came up with this nickname? I hope I don't find that bastard in the branch, otherwise I'll definitely let her know how much power a minister can have to do whatever he wants!"

"But speaking of which, weren't you under house arrest? How come you're able to use your private computer?"

Yan Ye'an sent out a smug emoji and replied arrogantly, "I already said, the cricket confinement can't hold me back at all. It's just a matter of whether I want to come out or not."

Ye Qingge sighed and rubbed her forehead, deeply worried about the true extent of the Yan family's supposed confinement. She chatted with Yan Ye'an for a while, until dinner time, when Yan Ye'an sent a half-finished reply before finally stopping.

After waiting for a long time without receiving a reply, Ye Qingge inexplicably imagined the other party being caught stealing the crystal brain. She worried about Yan Ye'an's situation for three seconds before putting down her personal crystal brain and going to the restaurant.