The male supporting character was actually myself.

[Prayer: Do you know where to sell information?]

[Squad leader of the Qinghua District branch of the Celestial Master Sect; Underground intelligence? There's one in Ningzhou City, is the big boss going there?]

[My wish: May someone come and meet me at the entrance of No. 1 High School.]

[Team Leader of the Celestial Master Sect's Blue and White Porcelain Division: Okay, please wait a little longer, boss!]

After replying to the message, the squad leader told the deputy squad leader to lead a patrol while he slipped away during a break.

Jiang Chen only realized when he got to the front gate that he couldn't leave without a leave slip...

Students are such a hassle!

"Host, shouldn't we go back and ask the teacher for leave?" The little white cat scratched its round belly with its paws and said happily, "We have a one-time use item—a wall-penetrating talisman. Would you like to try it, Host?"

Jiang Chen flicked it on the forehead, "These props are all earned through my hard work doing missions, you little spendthrift!"

"Meow..." Although it didn't hurt, Little White was aggrieved. "I just wanted to share the burden with my host."

After circling around to a secluded corner and making sure no one was around, Jiang Chen jumped up, grabbed the top of the wall, and easily leaped down from the nearly three-meter-high wall. He brushed off imaginary dust and said disdainfully, "You obviously never went to school. Anyone who's been to school for a few years has climbed over walls before."

Little white cat: (?`^'?)

Chapter Fifteen: The Trader—The Evil Spirit

"Boss!" Jiang Chen didn't have to wait long before a black car pulled up beside him, the window rolled down revealing the squad leader's enthusiastic smile, "Sorry to keep you waiting!"

He sat down and then noticed the temporary license plate on the windshield. "Newly bought?"

"Hehe, thanks to you!"

With a commission of 500,000, the team leader could easily afford a car after dividing it up.

Just before he left work, he went to pick up the car he wanted.

It turns out that buying a car was the right decision, as it came in handy right away!

“That underground intelligence station is a bit special; there might be… evil spirits or something inside.” The squad leader discreetly observed the other person’s expression and said carefully, “There are quite a few heretical Taoist priests who raise some powerful and obedient evil spirits.”

Some, after wandering in the human world for a long time, have by chance developed spiritual intelligence.

They didn't want to live the life of being hunted down, so they cooperated with certain people, using their advantages to obtain special intelligence in exchange for protection.

hey-hey……

"It's a gray area, you know. As long as there's no trouble, the Celestial Masters sect turns a blind eye."

Are humans colluding with evil spirits?

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and nodded, "How do we exchange information over there?"

“Spirit cores are hard currency! Of course, money is also an option, but it's a bit more expensive in comparison.” The squad leader introduced with great enthusiasm, “The underground intelligence station has been operating for quite some time and has a lot of exclusive information.”

You write down the information you want on a piece of paper and put it in the other party's pocket; they will then give you a price.

If you think it's a good fit, then trade; if not, then give up.

If a big shot has any exclusive secrets, they can sell the information.

Oh, by the way, you can also exchange any spirit cores that are inconvenient to sell for money.

This underground intelligence station is a long-established business; their prices are fair and they treat everyone honestly!

Oh……

Jiang Chen sneered inwardly, wondering if the original owner's saintly parents would be so angry they'd turn to death if they knew about this.

The light they risked their lives to protect has even shaped time-honored brands in the shadows they cast!

The car wound its way through the streets and alleys before finally stopping beside a narrow alleyway paved with bluestone slabs.

“The car can’t go in, it’s not far inside.” The squad leader locked the car and led him into the alley.

Yesterday, a spring rain fell, and the alleyway smelled of damp moss.

The mottled bluestone brick walls on both sides look very heavy and have a sense of vicissitudes of history.

The alley was quiet at this time, and most of the antique-style shops were not yet open.

Jiang Chen glanced around and saw that it basically covered everything from clothing and food to housing. There was even a bookstore with its door half open, and wind chimes hanging at the entrance, creating a charming slow-paced atmosphere.

"There aren't many people here, it should be quick." The squad leader, familiar with the route, stopped in front of a tavern.

The old-fashioned wine flags fluttered in the breeze; the shop was small and there weren't many customers at the moment.

A row of tall wooden benches was placed outside a stone platform more than a meter high, and inside was a row of wooden shelves with various wine jars on them.

Two young shop assistants dressed in Hanfu were wiping the table, while two people sat on a wooden stool, whispering to each other.

"What would you like to drink, sir?" The squad leader pulled up a chair and gestured for him to sit down. "We have juice, soft drinks, alcohol, milk tea, and everything else. It's on me!"

"Plain water." Jiang Chen sat down, his gaze sweeping over the special device beside him.

It's about two meters high and two meters wide, somewhat like a traditional Chinese medicine cabinet, divided into rows of small compartments.

The cabinet was completely enclosed in the wall, with the other end leading to the room next to the tavern.

"Are you buying or selling?" the shop assistant asked, placing a glass of water and a drink on the stone table in front of them.

"purchase."

The clerk handed over a yellow piece of paper and a pen, saying, "Please wait a moment after you put it in."

Jiang Chen wrote down the information he wanted to ask on a piece of paper, folded it up, and put it in the nearest square.

After waiting for about two minutes, the square I had chosen was pushed in the opposite direction, and a neatly folded blue strip of paper was placed inside.

[Intelligence: Situation at Bloodsun Mountain; Brief Information on Feng Rui; Details of the Large-Scale Evil Spirit Attack at Bloodsun Mountain (excluding inside information)]

Price: One level 4 spirit core or equivalent; cash transactions are not accepted.

"Holy crap! That's expensive?" The squad leader cursed, then looked around to make sure no one else was there and lowered his voice, "Even a level four evil spirit requires the leader to personally intervene. That's incredibly expensive!"

To be honest, the price you charged for removing that evil spirit yesterday was far too cheap.

I went back and inquired. The leader said that eliminating a level four enemy starts at five million, and a level six enemy costs at least that much!

He gestured with his fingers and clicked his tongue, saying, "Even with twenty million, there's no guarantee anyone will take care of it!"

"Okay," Jiang Chen replied, writing "Deal" under the blue slip of paper.

Not long after the note was passed along the small grid, the shop assistant called out, "Buyer of grid number four, please come with me!"

Walking through the small tavern and into the interior, I discovered that the place was quite large.

It's a bit like an old house belonging to a wealthy family, with narrow passageways crisscrossing and intersecting. After following the shop assistant through the passageways for a while, we pushed open a small room.

The warm yellow light softly illuminated the tables and chairs in the small space.

The squad leader stayed outside to keep watch, while Jiang Chen went in, closed the door, and sat down at the table where fragrant tea had been prepared.

A sliding door covered with white paper divides the space inside.

"Oh? An evil spirit?" Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, watching the intense yin energy drift out through the sliding door.

An old, hoarse voice came from inside, "Yes, no surprise. There are very few people who know about Blood Sun Mountain now. More detailed information is sealed in the Heavenly Master Sect's top-level archives. No one is qualified to enter except for ninth-level Heavenly Masters and the successors of the Heavenly Master Sect."

My information is incomplete, so I only need one level four spirit core.

A gaunt shadow was reflected on the sliding door, and Jiang Chen could see a large, withered hand with long, sharp nails and four fingers raised.

"Xueyang Mountain is a small sect located in the Linyang Mountain Range in the southern part of Lannan Province."

Founded 315 years ago, its founder, Sun Li, was a Celestial Master who was expelled from the Celestial Masters Sect, the charges of which are unknown.

The population of Xueyang Mountain has never been large, but it has done a good job in protecting the area from evil spirits.

Three years ago, Blood Sun Mountain was completely destroyed due to a large-scale attack by evil spirits.

The Celestial Masters Sect participated in that rescue, losing three Level 6 Celestial Masters, seven Level 5 Celestial Masters, dozens of Level 3 Celestial Masters, and numerous Level 2 Celestial Masters. It was a costly effort to finally eliminate all the evil spirits.

Jiang Chen was taken aback upon hearing this. Three years ago?

Could it be a large-scale evil spirit attack that led to the death of the original owner's parents?

The little white cat rubbed its ears vigorously and exclaimed in surprise, "Host, this sounds like it has something to do with you! This hidden plot is quite interesting!"

"Feng Rui of Xueyang Mountain is a survivor of that attack."

As far as I know, he was not at Xueyang Mountain when the incident occurred, which is why he narrowly escaped death.

Feng Rui is thirty-three years old this year, and his strength is approximately that of a fifth-level Celestial Master.

He is about 1.75 meters tall, with a square face and squinty eyes. He speaks with a slight accent from Lanzhou, but it's not very strong.

There is a slight limp in his left leg, though it is not very noticeable.

The weapon is a golden magic wheel, a level four magic artifact that is very effective against evil spirits.

After the incident at Xueyang Mountain, he wandered around exorcising evil spirits. It is said that he hated evil spirits to the bone and would do anything to eliminate them as long as he knew of any evil spirits.

Feng Rui is so obsessed that he's a bit eccentric, and nobody knows how to contact him or where he is.

Moreover, the danger level is quite high; even if you offer a very good price, no evil spirit would dare to actively seek out its tracks.

The evil spirit at the door paused, took a sip of tea, and said in a hoarse voice, "What you are about to hear is the whole story of the attack on Blood Sun Mountain. Back then... I almost died there!"

Chapter Sixteen: Your Game Teammates Might Be Evil Spirits

Behind the door, a withered shadow slowly closed its long, thin fingers, and recalled the past in a hoarse, weathered voice.

"I remember it clearly, it was March 26th, three years ago."

I had just taken on a tricky tracking job and happened to be passing by the vicinity of Blood Sun Mountain.

I arrived at around 8 a.m. At that time, everything was normal in the Blood Sun Mountain. Several disciples from other sects had discovered my whereabouts and were chasing after me.

However, I have the authentic certification issued by the Celestial Masters Sect, so they didn't dare to do anything to me. They just ordered me to leave the territory of Xueyang Mountain as soon as possible.

In the afternoon, a sudden burst of yin energy erupted within the Blood Sun Mountain sect.

I recognize that aura; it comes from the Underworld!

The intense yin energy, mixed with numerous evil spirits, quickly enveloped the entire Blood Sun Mountain, like a boiling pot.