Even Wang Ling himself never expected everyone to be so united in their reaction, let alone Mr Fang… Initially, everyone just wanted to intimidate Mr Fang by releasing a bit of their spiritual pressure to psych him out – who would have thought that all that spiritual pressure would instantly overlay each other at the same time, directly causing Mr Fang to foam at the mouth and pass out on the spot… 
What an unlucky child.
Wang Ling sighed inwardly.
Right after that, he realized that he wasn't focusing on the right thing.
He felt that he should be focusing on when he had become the group favorite… 
"Spiritual pressure concussion…"
On the other side, the exorcism center's first aid medical staff who had hurried over wiped their sweat.
Spiritual pressure concussion was the hardest injury to determine a cause for, so it could only be said that this Mr Fang who had been knocked out was just unlucky!
Before the competition officially began, a strong contender for the championship had been knocked out of the ring!
Boss Jin was an impulsive person; he was a man who would attack a problem with his fists before clarifying a situation, like when he had tried to punch Odd Zhuo the moment he entered the shop. In fact, he wasn't a bad person. 
He had offended many people over the years because of his hot temper. Mr Fang had been one of them, and this was the root cause of Boss Jin's defeat in last year's competition.
Mr Fang was someone who held very deep grudges. He had been planning to do the same thing this year, to watch Boss Jin and then steal his kill – he had never expected his badmouthing to send him straight to the hospital.
It would take at least half a month for him to recover.
After what happened to Mr Fang, everyone else at the exorcism center who harbored ill intent toward Boss Jin held back.
Boss Jin had imposing momentum this year… 
The group members he had enlisted looked much more reliable than the three teammates who only knew how to watch on the sideline last year!
... 
After registering and leaving the exorcism center in the afternoon, Boss Jin asked everyone to gather at his shop for a meeting. The Good Looks group sent Fang Xing as its representative, while the Human-Beast group sent Dog Two (Note: [Human-Beast Group] Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, Dog Two, Dharmaraja and Fatty Luo. [Good Looks Group] Fang Xing, Little Silver, Cailian Zhenren and Immortal Toya.]).
Boss Jin didn't recognize Fang Xing or Loopy Toad, so when they appeared at the door, he couldn't help sighing in his heart. Since they were qualified to represent their groups at this meeting, this should be an indication of the fighting strength of the other two groups… 
No matter how he looked at them, Boss Jin didn't think they were reliable.
Fang Xing was too young, and appeared sunny, handsome and artless; it wasn't going to be so easy dealing with those cunning demons and ghosts. As for the green-furred dog… Even if it was a spirit beast, it couldn't even take a human form. How strong could it be? Were they supposed to use it as a stage prop to create melodrama[1]?
Muttering in his heart, Boss Jin sat down and said, "Thank you for coming to this meeting today… Today's meeting is mainly about assigning the battle tasks."
As Boss Jin spoke, everyone, including Wang Ling, played on their phones… 
Boss Jin was no stranger to this situation. After all, this was basically what happened when friends got together nowadays; they would clearly be sitting together, but would all be looking at their phones.
There was a sense of guilt attached to the phone, which created another communication barrier between people. Without their phones, many people didn't even know how to converse anymore.
At that moment, the core administration of the Office of Strategic Deception –
Were chatting enthusiastically.
ID: Dog Who Wants Little Master To Stroke Its Fur (Dog Two): "It's a good thing all of you didn't come. This meeting is so boring it's making me sleepy!"
ID: I Love Broccoli (Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal): "Thank you, Brother Dog, for attending the meeting. After all, Boss Jin is the leader of the operation this time. Everyone be patient for now, for the sake of Lord Jingke's scabbard! Also, we have to give Boss Jin face and not discourage him as leader. What's happening now in the meeting?"
ID: Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch's Fanboy (Fang Xing): "Boss Jin is talking about the exorcism ranking list. The strongest devil this year has the code name Pen Fairy; eliminating it will directly give you one million points. Pen Fairy usually haunts Funan, but its exact location is unknown. Boss Jin says that it's very ferocious and difficult to hunt down as it can hide its spiritual body in any type of pen. It's exceptionally sneaky and uses a pen to kill people without a sound…
"Second devil: Man-Eating Dove, worth eight hundred thousand points. This dove supposedly had a date with its girlfriend back then, but was stood up. It died in a fit of rage and ultimately turned into a devil with plenty of grievances; more than one hundred couples have already died under its claws this year.
"Third devil: Lemon Gremlin, worth five hundred thousand points. According to Boss Jin, Lemon Gremlin has a formidable corrosive ability that can cause even the body of a Soul Formation cultivator to easily fall apart; it's truly amazing."
ID: I Love Master (Little Silver): "So are these three devils stronger than the prison mahjong trio?"
ID: Shifu Is Mine (Odd Zhuo): "Of course not! The devils selected for the exorcism competition in past years were for the most part hard to find as they are very secretive. But to tell you the truth, the three devils may not be as strong as one slap from shifu. Don't you think so, shifu?"
"…"
Wang Ling wasn't following the chat at all.
He was just staring at the IDs of this bunch of people, lost in deep thought.
... 
Each devil had its own fixed target and MO. For example, most of the people Pen Fairy had killed this year were Foundation Establishment high school students. Actually, it wasn't strong overall, but it was superb at hiding.
The reason why it was at the top of the list this time was purely because the parents of the high school students whom Pen Fairy had killed had joined hands to decry this notorious devil and push it into the spotlight.
As Fang Xing had already said in the group, Man-Eating Dove targeted couples. But to be exact, it was couples who were openly lovey-dovey in public.
Finally, Lemon Gremlin's target was successful people in society who picked on the weak in particular… 
For Wang Ling, these three devils were all boring challenges.
If it wasn't for Jingke, he wouldn't even bother to do anything to them.
In Shop No. 83, Boss Jin looked at his watch and then said, "It's almost midnight. I've already booked the plane tickets to Funan. We can head out now. It's half an hour from here to the airport. The flight is at two in the morning."
"That Pen Fairy is very hard to find! I heard that a group has already reached Funan! We must hurry!" The shop assistant Ling Huan next to Boss Jin had already done the preparations, and was carrying all kinds of magic artifacts for exorcism.
However, the group of people in front of them didn't react at all, and were still staring at their phones… 
"What are you doing? Do as I say!" Boss Jin was worried.
They still didn't make a sound… 
Wang Ling's eyes were fixed on the time on his phone.
It would be midnight in five seconds.
Five… 
Four… 
Three… 
Two… 
One… 
... 
The instant it turned midnight, Boss Jin received a text announcement on his phone from the exorcism center: The devil Pen Fairy at the top of the exorcism ranking list has been killed. The team with the kill: Team Jin Ke, awarded one million points.
Boss Jin stared at this text with an utterly stupefied look on his face.
[1] The Chinese word for "melodrama" literally translates to "dog blood."


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
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       The high priest of the Dragon Yellowbelly was summoned to exercise the little Margot. They went alone to a room in the Villa house and to her great surprise, he was able to talk with her.
       "Nice to meetcha. Ah'm Margaret Marigold. Known as Margot by me friends."
       "Nice to meet Margaret too." He bows to her. "Margeret in the presence of the talented and famous, Prudence Yellowbelly, the high priest of the great and powerful titanic dragon Yellowbelly"
       "What this thing about exorcism?"
       "The residents complained that the Pipsqueak doesn't act like a normal girl, became a weird aberration, and talk in a strange tongue." He shrugged.
       "Not so strange since ye can talk to me."
       "The wonderful Prudence yellowbelly know a translation can talk with anyone."
       "Och! Ye need to say ye full name all the time, great and might OZ?" (Margot makes a reference to the Wizard of OZ from Frank L. Baum.)
       "The great and wonderful Prudence yellowbelly is known by its friends as Creeper."
       "What kind of friends names someone Creeper?"
       "The best ones. The kind who don't talk by other people's backs or backstab them."
       "Och! Ah never had that kind of friend. Not that Ah remember." Margot said a bit upset. 
       "Let's see. What happened to you?"
       "Ah wake up a monster yesterday." She cried.
       "That part is very known. Margaret did something differently before yesterday?"
       "Ah... Ah, put three points in endurance."
       "What? The translation spell had a bit of a problem, try to explain again."
       "I get me a magic book and put three points Ah have in the endurance attribute to fell better. " She pokes the icon and the book appeared making Creeper step back.
       "A personal grimoire? Prudence thought that only advanced wizards do that. How a Pipsqueak summon one of those?"
       "Ah summon from me magic dice." Only opening her hand with a thought she made the dice appear from the inventory.
       "A magic dragon dice? Only sorcerer dragons have those, it's not a surprise that people think you are a reincarnated dragon.
       "Ah thought people couldn't see me book. How you do that?"
       "Creeper also has a dice." He shows a twenty-sided dice.
       "Ah can see?"
       He shook the dice and a scroll appeared in the air. It opened by itself. It was written in a language that seemed like Mesoamerican pictograms.
       "It was very different from me book that is full of doodles."
       "Each grimoire is unique and written in your native language. Maybe it is the reason why it is called personal. Who cares?" He looked at her book.
       "You didn't understand what points are, the first time Ah said. But understood about raising attributes."
       "It's the first time Creeper heard about points. Show me those points."
       "Here. Those are me attributes and those are me points. Those were usually life bars. It mimicry an old 16bits videogame. Like ye say, the book is adapted to me."
       "Each book is different, however, it Is the first time that Creeper saw those." He pointed at his scroll. "Creeper book is defined by the pictograms for: baby, toddler, and go until adult and forward."
       "What is beyond adult?"
       "Those are pictograms for animals and magic creatures stronger than adult men."
       "Make sense." Margot punches the palm of her hand. "If One point in me book is the attribute for baby in yers scroll, and two for toddlers, that explains everything, inclusive why I didn't feel anything whit two points of power. How many pictograms until an average adult?"
       "There's a table in my scroll." He pointed. "This is those are the character for baby, toddler, small child, average child, strong child, small adolescent, adolescent, strong adolescent, young adult, and adult."
       "One, two…" She counted. "Ten. In me book, an average adult should have ten points." 
       "Whit those figures is very self-explanatory." Creeper poked at her attributes. "That means you have just one point in most of your attributes, it's all messed up. That's why Margot is all messed up."
       "What Ah do?"
       "Show the book to Creeper since the beginning."
       "This is the introductory page here is the menu."
       "What is a menu?"
       "A table of content. If I touch here goes to another page."
       "Wait! What is this?" He pointed at the book. "What says?"
       "That's an introductory text. This book is for personal use only. Yada, yada. Usually Ah ignore." She moved the text with her finger. "Wait Ah scroll a little and seems to be a lot of text."
       "What says?"
       "Welcome to a world of adventures, dangers, and dragons. Yada, yada. Before you dive into this world think about the kind of adventurer you want to be. You might be a courageous fighter, a skulking rogue, a fervent wizard, or a flamboyant bard. Yada, yada. Every adventurer belongs to a race, one of the many intelligent humanoid species. Yada, yada. Every adventurer is a member of a class. Yada, yada. Hitpoints? Proficiency bonus? Ability scores?"
       "Why Margot is so upset."
       "If Ah had read this the first time Ah would have twenty-eight points to start." She rubbed the page angrily. "Yeah Ah accept the points."
       The status menu started to glow and she went to the status section. "This circle with this number are me points and if a click in the plus sign a new bar appears in me attributes."
       "That's astonishing. The personal grimoire is linked with the hearth and soul, but Creeper never wondered that could be used to change the body that way." She was amazed. "Put all the attributes in the level of a child."
       "Including luck?."
       "Yes! Let's go with it." He holds her hoof and started to hit the plus signal."
       "Stop! Stop! Me points. Ye wasting me points."
       "Creeper is fixing the mess Margaret did. Raising an attribute too much can do that." He pointed at her. 
       "First time Ah put everything on mind and nothing bad happened."
       "Nothing that Margaret noticed. However, this thing about controlling your attributes by the book is mind-blowing. Coca should gave better abilities to Margaret since the beginning."
       "Who is Coca?"
       "Coca is the one who made the ritual to bring Margot here. Coca usually appears as a pale woman with green eyes, hair, and clothes."
       "Ah, dinnae ken no one like that. Only if she could turn in a girl of me age. There's a girl who always wears green and has green eyes in me nursery party."
       "Coca can do that. Shapeshifting is totally a Coca thing. Coca also has lost knowledge enough to made those dragons die."
       "Lost knowledge?"
       "The knowledge to make the most advanced magical items, like the dragon dice."
       "How this knowledge was lost."
       "Knowledge is power when just a few has access." He stroke her head gently. "A long time ago, just a few selected sorcerers had this knowledge that they keep a secret from everybody. Each generation fewer people had access to the knowledge until they all died in a terrible war, and the information to do the most powerful magic items was gone with them."
       "Kinda obvious that they would be a primary target for the enemies."
       "According to history, the old sorceress was arrogant enough to believe that the enemies of their kingdoms would spare them, because of their knowledge to craft powerful weapons."
       "And useful items like the dragon dice."
       "Coca is always looking for lost knowledge. No doubt that is behind this dice. But there are some things to answer. Coca made you eat attribute seeds?"
       Margot thought for a moment. "Those seeds were like nuts a bit bigger than the dice? We eat three,"
       "That could explain those points Margaret talked. But Creeper never heard about seeds that allow them to choose the attributes." 
       "Ye mean that there are specific seeds to raise power, dexterity and etc?"
       "Yes! Creeper even knows how to get those kinds of seeds, and Coca could breed a new seed that lets Margaret choose her attributes."
       "Attribute seeds? So… The normal way to raise attributes was by eating specific seeds? Like luck seeds?"
       "No! Growing up is the normal way to raise attributes. Magic seeds are rare, principally the ones to raise attributes. 
       "Let me guess. Nobody cultivates those seeds because they want to be rare and valuable."
       "Yes! Margaret is a very smart girl."
       "Ye made all me attributes six." Margot looked at the book. "Characters too balanced are no good." 
       "Characters too balanced? There's no such thing as too balanced. Probably Coca didn't that anyone would put everything in a single one attribute."
       "You know this Coca very well?"
       "Maybe. Coca and Prudent married had a son, lived together for a couple of centuries."
       "And whit happened. Ye divorced?"
       "No. Coca and Creeper get tired of each other and now live on opposite sides of the country." He holds her nose. "Blow."
       "Whit?"
       "Margaret little elf pony body must have time to absorb the seeds. Now blow."
       Margot blows hard and he pulled her nose turning her into a big baby goat. "A goat. Ye turn me into a Goat?"
       "No. Pips quick is an elf pony. It is natural to turn into a quadruped like... A goat pipsqueak said?"
       "Ah'm an elf?" She asked exploding of happiness.
       "Of course. Why else those pointed ears are for? Poking eyes of people sat at the side?" He pushed her head and Margot turns back to normal. "Curious to know that an elf can use a dragon dice and choose attributes. Margaret sound like a northern dragon. Are sure that Margaret is not really a dragon in a previous life?"
       "No. Ah cannae remember many things, but Ah ken that Ah'm northern human wamman and worked in a bloody tech company in eastern Asia."
       "Bloody Tech Company?" Creeper was thrilled. "Sounds evil."
       "If Ah put more points in mind attribute, me memory can recover."
       "It's not that way the mind attribute works."
       "No? But I had a problem to think clearly and raising mind Ah think better."
       "The Mind attribute helps to focus and memorize things after the attribute was raised, not to recover lost memories. Putting three of those points in a single attribute once, can harmful.
       "Ye raised all me status in a single time." She said upset.
       "All the status balanced." She jointed his hands to show balance. "Raising a single status too fast can be the reason for the lost memories"
       "Ah..." She said disappointed. "Ah wanted to remember better about me life in the other world."
       "Again with the other world thing? Oh..." He covered his mouth. "That is... It is better to never. NEVER! Talk about coming from another world with anybody."
       "Why?"
       He looked around got a paper and pencil and started to draw. "People around here are not much sophisticated. They were very ignorant and already fearing that Margot could be something evil."
       "Like the old saying: People fear what they don't understand."
       "Who says that?"
       "Ah dinnae ken. A wise person?"
       "A very dumb one". He gave her the paper. "<y personal experience always shows that when people don't understand something they punch, kick, hit with a hammer or something like that and when are tired put fire."
       Margot looked at the paper where he made two draws, in the first one she appeared talking and a bunch of adults confuses around and in the second draw, they were putting fire on her.
       "O-kay. the penny drops. Ah, understand."
       "Margot doesn't seem happy cute little elf ponygirl. It is better to forget about other worlds and seize this new chance and new life. If it helps, the old Creeper here can erase all those previous memories to live free as a normal little elf ponygirl."
       "Nah. Thank you. Ah, want me memories. Ah, spend too much time watching teli, reading books, and playing games to forget about them."
       "Creeper knows something to cheer the little elf." He holds her nose. "Remember this feeling. Stretch this little body and blow like a sneeze in, three, two, one."
       He pulled her nose and Margot blows. turning into a baby goat.
       "Good, Now relax and remember." He pushed her head and she turned back. "Now try to mimicry the feeling without help."
       Margot blow and turned into a goat. Then relaxed and turned into a satyr, doing again go back to her human form. "That was the Morph spell was." Finally, she turned back to a goat exhausted.
       "Margot seems happy now."
       "Margot is happy now. she said lay down on the floor."
       "Now prudence is going outside tell everybody that made a successful exorcism and everybody is going to see Margot like a normal girl." He winked. "Hide the book, don't talk about other worlds. and keep whit the history about a reincarnated dragon if there was any suspicion."
       Margot nods her head.
       "Perfect! Creeper is going now, but is going to come to visit."
       He opened the door and a lot of people were outside waiting. He made theatrical gestures obviously bragging about herself and ended with a lot of praises and applauses.
       Bonina ran to embrace her and cover with kisses. All the other members of the farm appeared to salute her. Really nobody feared her anymore.
       Saying that Margot enjoyed being a baby goat could be an understatement. She jumped frolicking all over the place. Bleating, head-butting, chasing the animals and climbing everywhere.
       Some adults tried to get her for fun, but she put them to eat dust. From the scary demon-girl, she became the amusing goat-child that turned the pacific life of the Marigold Manor in a funny mess.

Margaret was a weaboo that only cared for comics, novels, and games. Until she died reincarnated in the body of a small child, daughter if the poorest countess in a fantasy world,
Now she wants to be an overpowered adventurer but is not an easy task and she brought something else with her, that will create a lot of problems.

At one end of the Skyburn Mountain Range, the enchanting lady accompanying Ye Changsheng suddenly frowned as she said, "That damned Ye Mo, I can't believe he killed my Tiger Cloud Sparrow."
"What's the matter? How is it possible that Ye Mo killed the Tiger Cloud Sparrow – it is a beast in the Energy Shaping Sixth Realm," said Ye Changsheng, surprised. 
"Ye Mo was forced to the Cliff of Death by the Tiger Cloud Sparrow and Xie Xiu. Still, he managed to kill the Tiger Cloud Sparrow with his final ultimate attack before he died. However, Xie Xiu caused him to drop down the Cliff of Death – there is no doubt that he is dead," said the lady. 
"Dead?"
A hint of glee flashed across Ye Changsheng's face as he asked. Seeing the lady nodding her head, he felt as if a heavy burden was lifted off his shoulders as he said, "Ye Mo is finally dead. Dropping down the Cliff of Death, unless he can fly, death is certain." 
Flying was something only Energy Shaping Sixth Realm fighters were able to do. 
"Changsheng, why have you been persistent to see Ye Mo dead? Isn't he from the same city area as you?" asked the lady curiously.
"Yan Zhi, there is a deep amount of hatred between Ye Mo and I. Like a devil living inside my heart, if I don't kill him, my martial arts training journey will be hindered. Now that he is dead, my training will definitely rise rapidly," said Ye Changsheng, who wrapped his arms around the woman named Yan Zhi. 
"Changsheng, will you no longer want me after you become the strongest in Tianwu Kingdom?" Yan Zhi asked shyly. 
"Yan Zhi, Master Xuan Ji has arranged for you and I to be together. While we have only known each other for a few days, I found myself liking you more and more each day. Wait until I become stronger, and I will definitely take you out of Tianwu Kingdom," said Ye Changsheng, his expression completely serious. 
"Changsheng, I like you too!" Yan Zhi closed her eyes as she spoke, offering her delicate lips to Ye Changsheng. 
As Ye Changsheng and Yan Zhi shared an intimate moment in the Skyburn Mountain Range, Ye Mo was falling down the Cliff of Death. Equipped with the Windward Dash, Ye Mo was naturally not afraid of falling to his death. However, guessing that Xie Xiu will not leave immediately, and that he would be on the end of another manic pursuit from him once he emerged, he decided to drop for a while more before stepping back upwards. 
Ye Mo's steps were extremely light, like a leaf floating in the wind. As he ascended, Ye Mo saw a giant cave on the walls of the cliff. 
Taking several steps in the air, Ye Mo headed towards the cave. The cave was pitch black so Ye Mo unable to see anything. 
"Brother Ye Mo, walk inwards. This cave is deep, but it seems like there's a path," said Ling'er. 
Ling'er's spiritual powers were extremely strong, and so she was able to detect the surroundings using her powers. Without even needing her eyes, everything about the cave road was extremely clear in her mind. 
Following Ling'er's reminder, Ye Mo proceeded down the cave road. The further he went, the higher the road was, and the skeletons in the surroundings seemed older as well. 
However, those skeletons were not of people during the era of Saint Skyburn, but fighters who died just a few hundred years ago. Some skeleton bones were a golden color and steel-like – these bones were of fighters who had reached the True Energy Realm. As they strengthened their bodies with True Energy, their bones were strengthened as well, therefore reaching a golden color. 
If even True Energy Realm fighters died this deep into the cave road, this place must be filled with dangers. 
"Brother Ye Mo, I think you should stop here. This is very possibly the tomb of Saint Skyburn. Even True Energy Realm fighters are buried here. This deep in, there is danger everywhere. We must be fully prepared," said Ling'er. 
If even True Energy fighters died here, it meant that death was a certainty if Ye Mo brazenly ventured any further, despite all the tricks up his sleeves. 
"What should we do then? There are definitely corpses of the True Energy Realm here. We won't be able to kill True Energy Realm corpses unless you are the one attacking!" said Ye Mo. 
"Dealing with a single dead corpse, I can just use a seal and put out its spiritual flame. But if multiple True Energy Realm corpses suddenly show up, we will be dead for sure," Ling'er said solemnly with a frown on her face. 
"So do you have another solution?" 
"That goes without saying!"
Ling'er smiled proudly as she sat cross-legged on a seal. She said, "This dead corpse, why is it not dead? It's because there is still some grievances left inside its soul. If we force out all the grievances, the dead corpses will become a completely dead body." 
Being strong fighters when they were alive, the corpses were naturally going to hold grievances, having been dragged to be buried together with Saint Skyburn. 
"Now that you've advanced to the Energy Shaping Realm, I can teach you a type of Exorcism Seal. Cultivate three of these seals and create an Exorcism Magical Formation. The moment a corpse enters the formation, its grievances will be pulled out," said Ling'er. 
"Will this work against True Energy Realm corpses?" Ye Mo had some doubts. A Level Two Seal could work against Energy Shaping Realm fighters, but facing True Energy Realm fighters, surely a Level Three Seal was needed. 
"Fool, fool! Don't you have the Sky Blood Spear? This Exorcism Formation will only barely pull its grievances out. Afterwards, you can display the Will of the Sky Blood again and steal its grievances using the Sky Blood Spear," said Ling'er. 
Ling'er was genuins, full of brilliant ideas and solutions like this one. 
The ingredient needed to cultivate an Exorcism Seal was a heart-stone of a light element monster. There were a few of such among the many heart-stones collected by the Long Armed Ape Monkey in its Dimensional Bracelet. 
This kind of heart-stone was extremely rare and could be sold for an ungodly price. Light elemental energy is an extremely strong energy types to begin with. 
"Let's start cultivating!"
Ye Mo's cultivating techniques had become more and more advanced. Without even needing to lay the seal flat on a table, Ye Mo simply threw the seal in the air and started to write blindly. 
Level Two Seals required both fingers to sketch, with the two rows of energy lines not being allowed to contain any errors, an extremely difficult task. However, Ye Mo possessed perfect control of the wood elemental energy. With 60 beams of Giant Dragon Power channelled to the entrance of his brain, combined with Ling'er's guidance, after a few tries, he was finally able to successfully cultivate an Exorcism Seal.
Seal artists would definitely have dropped their jaws had they seen Ye Mo blindly writing seals like that. However, as Ling'er had told Ye Mo before, this was nothing.
Truly powerful seal artists were able to write seals in an instant during battle, and even stronger ones, like Ling'er, did not even need to write and were able to create seals with a wave of their hands. 
However, Ye Mo was far from that level of expertise. 
Having successfully cultivated the first Exorcism Seal, creating the second and third seals did not require much effort. 
Exorcism Seals' seal texts gave out a blinding glow. The corpse aura in their surroundings automatically dissipated upon coming into contact with the white light. 
Ye Mo placed the three Exorcism Seals in a triangular formation. With an energy force, these three seals will be able to form into an Exorcism Magical Formation!
"The Exorcism Magical Formation has been placed. I shall venture further inside. The moment I encounter strong corpses, I shall lead them out!" 
Ye Mo dashed past multiple tunnels at a rapid speed, arriving at an ancient tomb at in the underground. A flame was ignited in the middle of the ancient tomb and was somewhat bright. There were more than 10 bronze coffins in this tomb. Those coffins were all closed shut, so Ye Mo unable to tell if there were any corpses inside. 
The thing that Ye Mo immediately locked his eyes on was the altar in the middle of all the bronze coffins. A giant ape monkey sat on top of the throne, wearing a phoenix purple-gold crown, clad in a suit of golden chainmail armor, and wearing a pair of cloud-treading shoes that were the color of lotus root. In his hand held a flashing golden staff. 


This is a story about a young man who sought to fight against his destiny. With the help from billions of Dragon Energies trapped on the Rising Dragon Pillar in his body, he emerged from the dark and quenched himself with the blood of ancient dragons. He fought the heaven with the Buddhist Art for the people he loved and built the Eternity Kingdom with his own hands. This is a story about the rise of the Martial Emperor who will rule both earth and heaven.

In response, the old white-haired man who stood beside Joshua stroke his own beard, shaking his head either in wonder or doubt.
"Gold and Supreme are certainly as you put it," Pope Igor said quietly, "But the birth of Legendary champions depends only on personal luck and understanding—it's unfathomable."
"Even so…" at those words, the elderly pontiff closed his eyes and nodded seriously, "You're right. The world of Mycroft is not without talent, but we lack the conditions to uncover that talent."
There were eight thousand 'geniuses' who could reach Gold or Supreme in the Main City of Moldavia alone, which population amounted less than one million. That also did not take into the account the few dozen thousands of talents that were competently endowed and had equal chance of developing as Gold through diligence, training, and resources, as well as those hidden and unfound. All in all, they made up ten percent of the entire population, which was very much unbelievable.
If all of Mycroft's population could become Extraordinary individual, there was no question that those with buried talent would also become a cornerstone of civilization. Even if the world population was a few hundred million, ten million Golden champions and a few hundred thousand Supreme champions remained an unimaginable force.
"According to the Great Khan's information, we can basically be sure that the outer galaxy is in a warring state of turmoil, and the phenomenon of Chaos gathering that we've seen before is precisely because of that strife."
Joshua stared at the Steel Shard that hung at the skies above Moldavia. It was the one from Stellaris that could improve basic human attributes, and one which Joshua himself could create. He did not mind sharing his power with others, but before that, he must let others know about seriousness in the present tenseness. 
"Each of those powerful Void civilizations command the power to destroy Mycroft. We do not pale in comparison when it comes to our superior champions, and were perhaps more powerful than them, but what about logistics and backup? They might be able to replace an entire fleet even after losing one, but how many years would it take for us to replace one Legendary champion?"
The elderly Pope remained silent, and Joshua did not continue either. It was some time later when Igor finally sighed.
"I understand your meaning… You wish that I establish academies for knights or even clergies similar to how you found academies for adepts, yes? To make common Extraordinary individual regardless of method, finding talents amongst them and thus grooming through resources extracted from Multiverse Sacrificial Grounds and otherworld expeditions… A flawless plan."
"That being said, the path of the Holy Light is not so simply inherited, Joshua. It's really difficult to connect with the Holy Light and obtain its power without a pure mind and spirit of benevolence cultivated since a young age—to increase the ranks of clergies had been hard all along, just as it is difficult for anyone to go through the early, laborious stages."
"Then why not groom them since young?" Joshua replied puzzledly with a glance at the pontiff. "Nine years of compulsory education and recruiting acolytes at the age of six. With the reputation of the Seven Gods Church, wouldn't the peasants of the Far South beg and cry to have their children sent to the Church? It might not be easy for adults to develop a pure heart, but it is much simpler for children."
"In fact, it might not be just the Far South. Children sent by every person in the continent who have similar ideas would probably overpopulate the entire Far Southern Holy Mountain—even if they could not endure the hardship, there would be a huge batch of children that fit the requirements.
'Is the Church that rich?!'
Igor had wanted to scold Joshua for being delusional. After all, the Seven Gods church was not some political body, their main income having come from the clergies' exorcism and similar work apart from the voluntary offerings of their followers. If the Church had not been a prestigious organization of Extraordinary individuals who possess their own unique channels for resources, they would have been bankrupt early on.
But now, after thinking things through for a while… The elderly pope realized in shock that the Seven Gods Church was actually very rich!
The dividends from otherworld exploration projects and the profits from those few mining worlds alone was enough to establish the most basic of academies and its recruitment!
Seven Gods above! Everything was made simpler with resources!
Igor had thought that it would not be a bad idea to establish a clergy academy, but the timing simply was not right (mainly due to lack of capital). However, after thinking about it, now might be the moment to spread the Path of the Holy Light on a larger scale.
"Still, Joshua. Your exclusive invitation for me to come here surely is not to talk about an issue that could be resolved over a communications spell."
Having a blueprint of development planned out in mind after a split second, the pontiff composed himself and turned to the warrior. "Speak. I'll listen to whatever it is that could trouble you."
"It's not actually trouble, Your Holiness. I simply wanted to ask if the Seven Gods Church which had battled the Abyss most frequently is aware of the concept known as the 'Bottom of the Abyss'."
Joshua certainly was not long-winded. Having gotten the pope to agree on a widespread circulation of clerical supernatural powers, he simply mentioned the true intention of his present invitation.
"You are aware that there might be some object of mystery hidden in the Abyss according to what we learned from the Great Khan… But I know nothing."
***
Even in his pre-existence, information about the Abyss was solely limited to the Sixth Abyss and Goliath the Demon King. Joshua simply knew that the powerful Demon Kind unified the forces of multiple Abysses, and used it as support as it boldly invaded Mycroft. The invasion was naturally unsuccessful since a legion of Legendary champions led by Brandon slew its true form in the Valley of Tears Fortress and interrupted the Abyssal assault. After that, the war was dragged into an extended attritional warfare, and it was during the final counterattack in the Abyss that he crossed over.
Abyssal exploration was definitely a matter beyond that version. Whatever the case may be, Joshua did not know how things continued from there, and even he could only ask the pontiff—the most knowledgeable person he knew.
"I'm not sure. In fact, the Bottom of the Abyss does not exist even in the classical text of the Seven Gods Church."
Igor's reply was simple and straightforward, and he shook his head with a helpless smile. "The Abyss has no depth. Where would the bottom be?"
"Being a debris of countless worlds piled together after their ruin, their respective levels are counted according to its distance from Mycroft, with the First Abyss being the one closest to ours. It's an extremely small demiplane right beside Karlis: there are no demons within and is nothing but a dead world. In comparison, the Sixth and Seventh Abysses are much further."
"However, in Karlis's perspective, our Sixth Abyss is their Third… who could be certain which is the bottom according to such a measure? Even the Grey Knight who ventured the furthest in the Abyss never once found the edge of the Abyss."
"It certainly seems so."
Joshua nodded in return, acknowledging the Pope's description before offering his own counter. "Even so, we have to start a search. Even if the Great Khan was lying or if they have been fooled by their own ancient text, we should not give up on that power that might exist… If push comes to shove, it would be fine to reach the ancient battlefield between the Sage and the Evil God of Fertility. We might be able to learn something by just observing the traces from their battle."
"Is that so… Of course, even traces from the battle between the Sage and the Evil God of Fertility is invaluable."
Igor could not help become pensive as well. Things were as Joshua had put it: it neither has to be some secret or some mysterious ruin—for the champions of Mycroft, being able to find the wreckage of that battlefield was a greater reward than finding a new, perfect world for colonizing.
Be that as it may, he simply did not know where the hell the 'Bottom of the Abyss' was.
However, even if Saint Igor, the most powerful champion in the world did not know what kind of a place the bottom of the Abyss was, it did not mean that no one in Mycroft knew.
***
To the Southern District of Moldavia, an elven lady of graceful mannerism was nostalgically touching the enchanted metal object inside an enchanted steel carriage. There was a nostalgic air about her as if she was recalling an ancient past, a memory long diminished in the flames of war and destruction.
She was no longer who she once was, just as there was no sense of reality in memories, as if gazing upon flowers through the mists. However, 'remembrance' and 'reminiscence'.
"All those years ago, it took us eight hundred years for all this."
Stretching a little lazily, the elegant elf murmured in longing. "And yet, even mortals now need but a brief few years to catch up to the Glorious Era."
Naturally, that was nothing unusual since it would always be more difficult to reclaim one's own technology by starting from scratch. Even if this generation could invent new exclusive technologies, they had stood upon the shoulders of giants as they ventured forward. 
Civilization had always been so: generation improves after generation, with normal beings standing upon the shoulders of old wisemen and see further than they ever could.
There was certainly nothing unusual since it did not affect the Sage's majesty.
Nevertheless, they, the gods who watched by a side as the world cycled on… could not help but feel wonder.


Joshua woke up in the middle of a battlefield one day only to discover that he has been transmigrated into a popular MMORPG, Continental War. Discovering that he has not only been displaced in space but also in time, Joshua realizes he has knowledge of the events unfolding around the world as he had played through them as game events. Read on to discover how Joshua forges his path toward becoming a legendary warrior embroiled in the struggle of Order and Chaos!

Thud!
The shadows of the trees drifted in the wind. A heavy shock caused the stretcher, carried on the back of the little one to shatter into pieces. 
He lifted his head and looked at the man in white. With a worried look on his face, he called out, "Master."
"It's fine. The aura of resentment is enough." The man raised his fair and slender hand to touch Helian Wei Wei's face, and said, "She will definitely come back this time."
Thud!
It was another loud thump.
However, this time it was the coffin beside the man that shattered.
The man's dark pupils constricted. With stiffened fingers, he looked behind his back nervously. 
Numerous black feathers appeared, slowly forming the silhouette of a slender man.
The silhouette paced toward them from the black feathers falling from the sky, holding a guarding Demon-Transforming Beast in his hand. With rustling long robe, he tore up all the aura of resentment. 
He squinted his eyes slightly, his jawline was like a serene bay, so cool and elegant that one could not take their eyes off him. He said, "How dare you touch my people! Hah, the protector of the Exorcising Tribe, do you really think that I won't kill you?"
"I didn't plan to do anything to her." The man in a white plain robe with wide sleeves turned around, along with the smell of herbal incense wafted in the air. It was the one and only Master Jing Wushuang. "She does not belong to this world. Let her return to where she came from, only then can Ni Feng come back. Since you didn't die, don't you want Ni Feng to come back?"
Baili Jia Jue looked at him with a condescending sneer. Without saying anything, he waved his sleeve and the enormous blue flames started to flicker and dim. 
"No." Jing Wushuang smiled faintly with a light cough and rose to his feet. Gently, he said, "She is on her way back…" 
As though responding to his words, red flames flickered faintly underneath the sandalwood coffin, forming an Eight Trigram of Five Elements that exuded the gentle Light of Buddha. It was the Divine Exorcism Seal, previously created together by the Exorcising Tribe and many eminent monks, so strong that all the demons were afraid of its power. 
The formation had succeeded. Even though Baili Jia Jue was the person with extremely great ability, everything had been carved in stone! 
When Jing Wushuang thought of this, he pursed his lips. Now, he was just waiting for the person inside the coffin to wake up. However, Baili Jia Jue was unexpectedly walking toward the Divine Exorcism Seal!
The little one watched the scene before him, and his eyes widened. "He actually wants to destroy the Soul Changing Formation! Doesn't he know that no matter how strong a demon is, he will lose his soul forever once he steps into the Divine Exorcism Seal?" 
Thump!
Baili Jia Jue headed straight toward the coffin with such elegance, even though it was just a few ordinary steps. His straight spine and his exquisite hands hanging beside his body exuded such sophistication.
His face was slashed repeatedly by the Light of Buddha from the Divine Exorcism Seal. Pale blood dripped to the ground, reddening the stone floor. However, he showed no signs of stopping. His fingers became difficult to bend, as though they had been burned.
The Seal sensed his presence and emitted more light, which pierced through his chest in an attempt to stop the invasion of the demon. 
In a breath of time, nails as sharp as knives started to grow on Baili Jia Jue's fair and slender fingers!
"Master! You cannot…"
Fire Qilin, who sensed the danger had finally rushed back! However, it was too late. Looking at Baili Jia Jue who was surrounded by the Light of Buddha, his pupils started shaking vigorously.
Master's soul fragments had yet to be unified. Stepping into the Divine Exorcism Seal would only…
It stopped that thought in its tracks!
Instead, it jumped forward to scratch away a corner of the Seal with its claw. 
However, before it even touched the marks on the floor, its claws were burned by the scorching heat!
It was only standing at the entrance of the Divine Exorcism Seal but had already suffered such a serious attack.
How much pain was its Master in, being surrounded by the Light of Buddha?
At that moment, Fire Qilin was seriously in fear. It was afraid that its Master would disintegrate again. How many centuries would it need to wait to meet Master once again?
"It's done." Jing Wushuang looked at the Light of Buddha and closed his eyes, feeling relieved. 
However, to his surprise, Baili Jia Jue, who was initially standing still, laughed all of a sudden. He was looking increasingly handsome and simultaneously even eviler in the Light of Buddha, like the extremely rare equinox flowers blooming all over the magical realm.
Without warning, he spread the huge wings on his back and braced the Light of Buddha.
The black feathers that symbolized evil, darkness and selfishness started falling one after another.
The song of demons started to play, rising slowly with his wings, as though it could embrace all the stars in the sky. 
He looked at the bloodstain on his hands and licked it with his tongue, revealing an evil smile on the corners of his mouth. 
Jing Wushuang's pupils constricted in disbelief!
However, Baili Jia Jue had no interest in him. Instead, he was looking at the coffin nearby. The color of his eyes was changing to bloody red until no more black was left to be seen in his pupils. Even the whites of his eyes were quickly covered with intertwining streaks of blood, looking like two complicated blood-red totems. 
Even his body was emanating a dark and evil aura, like a phantom in an old castle, elegant yet creepy and full of hatred.
"This is bad!" Fire Qilin suddenly stood up. The master's soul fragments were incomplete. He would definitely go mad, turning brutal and merciless!
Does this mean the only human here, Helian Wei Wei will be in grave danger?
Not to mention, she is the prey that Master is most satisfied with.
So the first person Master will suck dry is…
"Master! You cannot do that!" Fire Qilin growled. "If you suck her dry, you will regret it!"
Baili Jia Jue did not turn around. It seemed as though he did not hear anything Fire Qilin had said as he walked toward the coffin slowly. 
He looked at Helian Wei Wei, the corners of his mouth curving up slightly. Green and red veins emerged on her gorgeous face, like colorful vines intertwining on her pale cheeks. "Such a beautiful soul."
The formation was thoroughly ruined!
There was only the smell of blood left behind. The strong sweet scent spread around the nose and hit the brain, teasing each fragile nerve. 
The idea of devouring something made him lose his mind. That feeling cannot be put into words. It was much worse than human starving!
All of a sudden, he picked Helian Wei Wei up in a bridal style!
Helian Wei Wei was surrounded by dark fog and could not see anything. She sensed his cold fingers curling around her waist, consoling her emotions with his signature coolness. 
Baili Jia Jue smiled evilly as he was delighted that he had obtained an obedient prey. He gave her a kiss on her neck. He had always treated her in the most loving and doting manner, and his gentle treatment did not change even as he was about to devour her... 


She, a 21st century mercenary queen, had crossed over into a tragically betrayed body of a waste. Waste? She will show them what it means to be a waste!
Betrayed? With the Ancient Manual in her hands, she will astonish all the despicable men and cheap women!
Wait! Didn’t everyone say that she was an evil woman which everyone feared? Why is his Third Highness, full of mystery and charisma, so interested in her?

"Argh... What happens, happens. I can't give any more thoughts about it. Let's see what does tomorrow have for me!" said Jiang Fei as he gave up trying to think of anything else. He understood that there was no way he could come up with any plan all by himself. All he could do then was to wait until the four troublemakers appeared tomorrow.
Once everything was set aside, Jiang Fei headed to bed and logged into the game.
When he got into the game, he looked down at his experience gauge and sulked. It had been a week since he reached Level 59 and he had not made much progress. Approximately one-third of his gauge still empty.
"Sigh… leveling sure is a hellish grind," said Jiang Fei to himself. Even though it was not fair, he did understand the suffering of the pug players.
All management of the guild was done smoothly by Rosette Rose. There was literally nothing that Jiang Fei could do to improve the guild. He came by the guild territory and went down to the Secret Dungeon to retrieve Ant Eggs and Ant Milk. After depositing most of them in his own private bank storage, he took out a selected few and passed them to Lady Casanova.
Since it had been a week, players across the city had broke pass the average level of 40. Most of Empyreal Dragon players were either Level 40 or higher. The Elite Squad and the main party of the guild had already entered the Normal difficulty of Temple of Deities and Demons.
With Jiang Fei's carefully crafted strategy, members who took part in the raid of Temple of Deities and Demons had an easy time in. It was relative since they did have trouble trying to defeat the first two bosses. However, after a few trials and errors of mastering the timing of the bosses' skills, the dungeon became easier. Naturally, the party would have to be comprised of the correct line up. Other than that would be the basic controls and reaction speed.
Empyreal Dragon's elite squad was given the pet egg. Each member had a pet with them and even though they were merely Green grade Ant Soldiers, they were able to deal up to half the player's damage. In simple terms, a full party of twenty players would have the total DPS of a thirty-player party.
Three days ago, three elite squads were led by Lady Casanova and Seven Star Warrior to conquer the Normal difficulty Temple of Deities and Demons. Even though it was the main party of the guild that consisted of several parties, it had failed to completely clear the dungeon. At most they were able to survive past the second boss and fail at the third. Still, they were still able to have a good haul.
The dungeon had been through its First Clear to daily farming. At this point, there was no need to keep the dungeon's entry a secret anymore. The boss had been cleared many times and the drops were consistently crappy.
Since the average level of players in Dawnlight City had reached above Level 40, the dungeon, Temple of Deities and Demons had become a hotspot for level farming. Empyreal Dragon was having a good time farming their levels there. The Aristocrats were not doing too good but at least they had the strategy from Jiang Fei, which allowed them to raid the dungeon with minor preparations. Naturally, they were not as strong as Empyreal Dragon but they could still circumvent a full party wipe at the first boss. Other guilds had it worse as they could not even survive past the first monster.
Since there was nothing to be worried about the guild, Jiang Fei headed out with Isabella to farm for some experience.
Unlike the others, Jiang Fei's grinding spot was a place that no one could enter. It was a Level 65 map called the Death's Scar.
It was a map that was still being patrolled by NPCs. The Safety Level was only three. Every four hours, there would be an NPC patrolling. Sadly, their routes were fixed. If players were to have a PvP match somewhere far from the routes, the NPCs would not find out.
The reason Jiang Fei came to this map was due to the abundance of experience points per monster slain. Furthermore, the monsters here were Spectres! It gave Jiang Fei the upper hand since his weapon had Exorcism enhanced, granting him the extra 30% damage as well a fixed chance to stun an enemy. Naturally, Jiang Fei's speed at clearing monsters was faster than usual.
There was a Lich boss located in the dead center of the map. Jiang Fei had spent a few days on this map yet he had not killed the boss. The reason was rather… odd. He feared that once he had killed the boss, the smaller monsters would not spawn anymore. If the spawning stopped, he would have to spend some time before he could find another farming spot.
As of today, he was still farming on the same map. In a week of killing the same monsters, Jiang Fei had discovered a new killing method. All he needed to do was to mount the dragon on running mode and kite as many monsters as possible and kill of all them in one good use of God's Wrath.
Stomp: Tramples across a target with high speed. Deals 20% of maximum health points as damage. Stuns for 1 second. Effect can only be used on the same target once every five seconds. Requires mount to be in running mode.
This skill allowed Jiang Fei to generate constant aggro on the monsters that he had kited. After "gathering" many monsters together, he would then use Malicious Amplify and God's Wrath to wipe the field clean. This combo was so effective since it could deal as much as 140,000 damage. Not even an Elite tier Level 65 monster could survive that strike.
"Faster… Faster! Gotta go faster!"
Jiang Fei could not afford to be slow. Each time he kited the monster, he would have to run in between the monsters or he would be stopped in his tracks. Since the dragon had very high Defense, the monsters could only deal a minimal amount of damage. Roughly after one minute of running around amok, Jiang Fei would have kited more than a hundred Elite tier monster in one run.
Malicious Amplify!
God's Wrath!
-142,751
-139,872
…
It was always so satisfying to see the entire screen filled with red damage text.
"Ding! You have killed Elite Skeletal Soldier! Obtained 12,000 experience points!"
"Ding! You have killed Elite Skeletal Soldier! Obtained 12,000 experience points!"
..
A hundred monster equals to over a million experience points but the experience gauge would not budge… It did but it was unnoticeable.
"This is so frustrating! How is it that farming experience points in an open field this hard and tiring? Just how could normal Level 50 players level up like this? Must I really repeat dungeons every day now…?" wondered Jiang Fei as he grunted.
Open field monsters' experience points would never be as good as monsters inside a dungeon. The monsters inside the Temple of Deities and Demons could provide over tens of thousands of experience points each. They were only Level 45! Compared to Level 65 monsters' feeble 12,000 experience points, the difference was shockingly disappointing. The only difference was that the dungeon had a daily entry limit while open field monsters would spawn indefinitely. Sadly, Jiang Fei could only receive one experience points per monster since he had overshot the level limit.
"Argh… this is so boring!" cried Jiang Fei. It had been three hours since the daily farming had begun. He felt that if he continued doing this meaningless grind, he would literally vomit in his bed.
After another three hours, Jiang Fei gazed at his experience gauge only to find it fill up ever so slightly. Even though each wave of monsters that he kited would grant him over a million experience points, it was still too slow. Sadly, there was no one he could blame. His current level was just too high. A million experience points were nothing but a tiny cup of water trying to fill up a giant water tank.
"F*ck it. Today's the day!" cried Jiang Fei when he saw the Lich that was standing a few meters away from him. 


Average means nothing to our young protagonist! Why be normal when you have the chance to become a real life superman! Follow Jiang Fei as he discovers a mysterious ring that allowed him to play a Hyper Realistic Immersive MMORPG call Dawn Break! As the thin line between game and reality is gradually blurred, Jiang Fei finds himself having to deal with the troubles that follow him everywhere he goes. This is a story revolving around a real-life cheat code! From zero to hero, follow Jiang Fei as his fascinating adventures unfold!

A sacred object that could exorcise things?
Zhang Zian's first reaction to the words was to laugh and think of the various amulets that the monk in the temple had made, but in front of others, he held back his laughter.
Zhuang Xiaodie wanted to know what the so-called exorcism was, but the priest had no further explanation, so it was obviously supposed to be a secret.
The priest glanced at the black-and-white kitten again. "More and more people in China have cats, and more and more become stray cats. This time, in order to avoid further deterioration of the situation and to prevent the nightmare of hundreds of years ago from happening again, we decided not to sit back and ignore it. We must stop the devils from hell, so we immediately sent a message to our American church members. You must be wondering, why the United States? This is because...for some very complicated reasons, the sacred object was, many years ago, transferred from Europe to the United States."
Zhuang Xiaodie made an "Oh!" sound and said, "Since there are such powerful things, I think we can solve this series of events very quickly. We should be relieved."
She said this for Zhang Zian to hear so that he would not think more deeply about it.
The priest was slightly addicted to talking and added cautiously, "We are sure that as long as the holy item arrives here, the devil can be suppressed in a short time, but... Besides the approval of the team from the United States, we must also obtain approval from the Vatican church. Due to the many problems that have occurred before, the Vatican is now very strict in reviewing the exorcism ceremony. It is often necessary to send people to investigate and collect evidence before agreeing to the ceremony, so the process of going back and forth may take a lot of time... Thus, before the arrival of the sacred objects, you should take good care of your cat."
When she heard this, Zhuang Xiaodie seemed to understand the entirety of the matter.
Zhang Zian was not the only wise man in this world. The massive cat abuse incident in Binhai City had not only caught the attention of Zhang Zian but also attracted the attention of the church. The two had taken different approaches to solving the issue without informing one another about it.
The church had sent people to the United States to seek exorcism and applied to the Vatican for an exorcism ceremony, but this series of bureaucratic procedures was time-consuming and delayed the process.
At the same time, by sheer coincidence, Zhang Zian had first gone north to the capital to obtain the Warding Off Evil Cat and returned to Binhai City. He solved the cat abuse incident before the church did and calmed the entire saga.
This raised another question. Before and after the cat abuse incident had subsided, had the sacred objects arrived in Binhai City according to the plan of the church? Or had the church realized that the cat abuse incident had unexpectedly subsided in advance, decided that there was no need to make such a big move, and simply stopped? Had they left the holy items in the United States?
Both situations were possible, and currently, one couldn't get an answer in this dream.
Even back in reality, if they headed to this church to ask the priest, because the cat abuse incident had subsided, the priest may not say anything.
This was actually not her business to care about. She just wanted to figure out that this unexpected episode had not been Famous modifying her dream world.
"Thank you. We will be careful." She thanked the priest politely and then pulled Zhang Zian. "Let's go."
"Okay. Father, thank you for your reminder."
Zhang Zian nodded and walked down the steps of the church with her.
The priest smiled at their backs and silently prayed to God to bless the young.
Since the two of them had spent a lot of time at the door of the church, the photography community and the other photographers had already left to find their new subjects. The surroundings were once again quiet.
"You said that you hate cats, but I didn't expect you to care about cat abuse." It was not good to always stay silent, and Zhang Zian tried to find a topic.
"I am just curious about what the exorcism is." She casually shifted the subject to something else.
Zhang Zian had only used the priest's words as an anecdote to listen to. As for what to make out of holding the exorcism ceremony in Binhai City, it was really not in line with the socialist core values of the country. It would be best, in his opinion, not to hold it.
"Holy things... The holy things of the church. They are probably the Holy Communion and the Holy Water..."
He laughed, wanting to show off his knowledge and explain to her the origins of the Holy Communion and Holy Water.
"Eh? Holy water? Is the second cup half-price?"
To his surprise, a sudden hoarse scream came from the side and interrupted him.
Zhang Zian didn't reply. The sound was very screechy!
"Sorry! I'm sorry."
On the roadside, a well-groomed young man with an artistic flare had just gotten out of a taxi and was paying the driver a fee. A large birdcage was beside his feet. The birdcage was covered with black cloth and could not be seen. There was something inside.
The young man was stunned. He had dark circles under his eyes. At first glance, it seemed that he was short of sleep. After paying the fare, he apologized to Zhang Zian and Zhuang Xiaodie.
Just now, had this young man responded to Zhang Zian's words? Not likely, as there was a difference in the tone. In addition, the young man looked very calm and steady, not like the kind of frivolous character who would interrupt strangers.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I just bought a parrot. I didn't expect it to suddenly pop up and say some...uh, inexplicable words." The young man was very embarrassed and apologized repeatedly.
"Parrot?" Zhang Zian felt a slight shiver in his heart. "What type of parrot speaks so well? I thought it was a man who was talking. I couldn't tell it was a parrot."
The young man shook his head and smiled. "I bought it at a pet store a distance away. I said that I wanted to buy a talking parrot. The owner then mysteriously took this one out and promised me that it would speak very much. He seemed very eager to get rid of it. I saw that it was not very expensive, and so I bought it... Who would have thought that after I bought it, I found out that this parrot would talk regardless of whether I talked to it. However, it speaks no proper words and always goes on sprouting vulgarities and saying awful things..."
He was full of grievances. However, as he had already reached his home, he was relieved. He finally got a chance to complain and continued, "On this road, it has caused me a lot of trouble. When I bought it, I was very anxious and did not sign the contract. So when I went back and wanted to get a refund, I could not get one. I feel very bad just releasing it. I don't even know if it can survive in the wild. Alas, I can only bring it back. Now that I think about it, the owner was so anxious to get rid of it, it may be because this is a parrot that someone else has lost. He might have been afraid that the original owner would come knocking on his door, so he sold it at a low price. I don't know what kind of horrible master taught a parrot to say such dirty things..."
"Ah-choo!"
Zhang Zian suddenly felt that the inside of his nose was itchy and turned to sneeze in the direction where no one was standing.
"Caught a cold?" Zhuang Xiaodie asked.
"No. Maybe someone is cursing me behind my back." Zhang Zian wiped his nose, and the feeling of wanting to sneeze disappeared slightly.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Looking at the familiar special glows, Monk Tang knew who was coming and looked up to the sky. Guanyin Bodhisattva stepped on the lotus platform and slowly descended from the sky. Her face frosted and then she stopped above the heads of Monk Tang and Sun Wukong. She said in a cold voice, "The Golden Cicada X, do you know where is the Black Bear?"

Monk Tang disguised: "Bodhisattva, what do you say? Black Bear? What Black Bear?" Monk Tang had a growing sense that she was a fake Bodhisattva.

Sun Wukong dug a nostril and scratched his butt, ignoring the Guanyin Bodhisattva!

Guanyin's face turned black: "Black Bear, The Black Wind King of Black Wind Mountain."

The Guanyin Bodhisattva used her supernatural force to scan the boundaries of the world and her face became darker. She not only found the bodies of many goblins but also found that the Guanyin Temple, which is used for worshiping herself, had also been burned. But Black Bear was not found at last, and she thought: did she come late?

Guanyin Bodhisattva was bathing in the South Sea. As soon as she received the Black Bear' s call for help, she came here Immediately. Her hair was still moist, and it can tell that she didn't t take a long time to get here. But in such a short time, her connection with Black Bear was broken, and disappeared at the moment when she stepped into the time tunnel!

It surprised the Guanyin Bodhisattva. Because even if Black Bear is dead, this connection will not be broken. At least she can find the body of the Black Bear based on this connection. The Guanyin Bodhisattva secretly calculated that it was not only the broken link but as if Black Bear was erasing from this world!

"Oh, what you, Bodhisattva, are talking about is Black Wind King! Do you know him, Bodhisattva?" Monk Tang asked, and he would like to see how Guanyin Bodhisattva would answer to him!

Guanyin's face didn't change at all, and she replied, "I don't know, but I only know that this Black Bear has the feeling of affinity to Buddha and me. I want to teach him!"

"Oh, well, that Black Bear just be defeated, and then turned into the black wind and flew away!" Monk Tang nodded!

Sun Wukong: "..." what the hell, Master is lying through his teeth, do I have to learn it?

Guanyin's pretty face was dark and almost change her face, how could she not know that Monk Tang was talking nonsense.

Guanyin calmed down and said, "Oh? In this case, I will leave. The Golden Cicada X, you should continue to seek sutras westward!"

Having said that, Guanyin immediately took off, disappeared in a blink, at a faster speed than ever before!

Monk Tang sneered: You're upset right now? you're out of mood? Don't you pretend? Looking at your own special effects every time you showed up... How cool!? Huh!

Of course, when Guanyin appeared, Monk Tang was still nervous. Although he knew that the portable space belonged to another world, Monk Tang was still a little uncertain without testing it. Seeing Guanyin could not really detect it, Monk Tang was really relieved.

After Guanyin left, Monk Tang didn't take action immediately, resting in place, and opened the character panel:

Host: Monk Tang

Occupation: Monk (sutras seeker)

Level: Level 10

EXP: 11900/5120

Deputy position: master of divine focus (level, first grade, proficiency 2/10)

Skills: Complete Buddhist scriptures

Items: Brocade Kasaya(Cloak of the Justice), Nine-Ring Monk Spade, Gold three-hoop Ring (fake)

Seeing that EXP had accumulated to 11,900 points, Monk Tang was glad. Although his EXP was enough to raise one more level, Monk Tang did not choose to upgrade but opened the sorcery skills bar in the system store.

Because Monk Tang had a plan before, I directly found the skill that I planned to buy before: Buddha's Warrior Attendant' s Exorcism Kung Fu of with Spade

The reason why Monk Tang chose this skill is actually on account of Nine-Ring Monk Spade, only by learning the appropriate skills, can it be better to use Nine-Ring Monk Spade, so that his strength can be rapidly increased!

"System, I want to buy a Buddha's Warrior Attendant' s Exorcism Kung Fu of with Spade!" Monk Tang said.

System: 'Buddha's Warrior Attendant' s Exorcism Kung Fu of with Spade price 10,000 points EXP, may I confirm the purchase? '

Although Monk Tang has confirmed the price long ago when hearing the 10,000 EXP experiences value quote, Monk Tang still felt it was too expensive, but still gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, confirm!"

System: 'Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, you have successfully purchased the Buddha's Warrior Attendant' s Exorcism Kung Fu of with Spade, now start learning! '

Before the sound of the system over, Monk Tang felt a new message flowing out of his mind. The information flow seemed to belong to him by nature. When it appeared, it was portrayed in his soul. Monk Tang has mastered this skill: Buddha's Warrior Attendant' s Exorcism Kung Fu of with Spade!

Monk Tang moved his muscles a bit, and suddenly a crackle was produced in the bones. Monk Tang felt that he had control over himself and his power increased by many levels. It is obvious that Monk Tang felt that he was much stronger!

As soon as my body moved, Nine-Ring Monk Spade appeared next to him. Starting with it, he didn't have the previous heaviness and stagnation, but rather a very familiar feeling, just like this Nine-Ring Monk Spade was originally a part of his body!

Huh ...

Monk Tang began to do the whole martial arts. The shadow of the waving spade surrounded Monk Tang, and there seemed to be an angry King Kong behind him!

Sun Wukong's eyes were slightly open and a little surprised. With his eyes, he could see that the Monk Tang stick method is not bad. Although it is not a supernatural martial art, it is not far away. Sun Wukong wonders when Monk Tang learn the stick work?

There Monk Tang has done the whole set of stick work, and finally jumped high and bombarded the ground, and the angered King Kong behind him did the same action!

"Boom!"

The ground exploded, a small mushroom cloud rose, and a large pit, with a diameter of 10 meters and a depth of about 2 meters, appeared!

The power is absolutely extraordinary. Monk Tang is very satisfied. Monk Tang believes that if he had learned this stick work before, he could kill the Black Bear within four strokes, without having no much efforts!

Monk Tang opened the task panel again and took a look at his current status:

Host: Monk Tang

Occupation: Monk (sutras seeker)

Level: Level 10

EXP: 1900/5120

Deputy position: master of divine focus (level, first grade, proficiency 2/10)

Skills: Complete Buddhist scriptures of all levels, Buddha's Warrior Attendant' s Exorcism Kung Fu of with Spade

Items: Brocade Kasaya（Cloak of the Justice）, Nine-Ring Monk Spade, Gold three-hoop Ring (fake)

After spending 10,000 EXP to purchase skills, the upgrade has become distant for Monk Tang, but Monk Tang didn't care. He glanced at the run-down Black Wind Mountain. Monk Tang didn't leave immediately, but said, "come on, Wukong, I'll take you to go treasure hunt! "

Although Black Bear is not a very powerful goblin in Journey to the West, anyway, it is also a demon king. If he doesn' t have any inventory, like a good treasure, it would be a lie. Monk Tang doesn't buy it. Based on the 'no waste' principle, Monk Tang is ready to search. He plans to take away all valuable stuff.

Anyway, Monk Tang went into the half-collapsed cave of Black Wind Mountain, and those great kinds of stuff should be in the deepest place of their nest!

This is a story of a monk who cultivated slowly protects his apprentices to the West, maximizes benefits for his apprentices, and seeks out the truth in a new world!

The tension runs thick again, not like black miasma but like suffocating sheets of ice, each layer stacked and convoluted, enveloping every corner of the small attic. The air pressure dives down hundreds of feet and then he's below sea level, his breaths coming out short and choked.
"Tell me," Shu controls his volume, but it's glazed with frost, nearly cracking at the edges, "what game is he playing at?"
He's never been friendly, but he's also never been angry like this – it's a foreign avalanche of emotions and he's drowning himself in it. It's anger as much as it is distrust, a tidal wave of suppressed feelings crashing down, manifesting in the form of palpitating heartbeats and an equally discordant mind.
"Shu."
A gentle voice calls him and if not for a steady hand gripping his shoulder, clutching down on his tensed muscles, he wouldn't have registered it.
The touch is distant to him, however. He doesn't hear the speaker's voice as clearly as he should from this proximity. A dormant memory engulfs him just as quickly as his emotions plunge into utter turmoil. He jolts violently – a defense mechanism – and he's yanking the arm away, forcibly ridding himself of the contact.
"Don't touch me."
It comes off completely glacial, unmeasured, and he doesn't know it until he's wrenching onto the other's arm with enough strength to crack bones. It's the second time today that he finds himself blinking back into clarity, and this time too he's shaking slightly in the aftermath, crumbling away at the pressure.
If Glenn notices the tremors, he doesn't voice it. Discerning eyes bore into him and Glenn merely sits still, letting him vent out his anger, his emotions – whatever state they're in – and he takes it without complaint. "Alright," he whispers, "I won't touch you."
It snaps Shu out of his turmoil; then he's staring back into warm amber, liquid gold tinting on its edges, and he's lost in their tenderness, their soft comfort that's so unlike the cold abyss of his own. Shu loosens his grip and he knows it'll leave deep red marks for hours.

"—I'm…" he doesn't finish because he doesn't know what to say.
Glenn nods as if he'd understood anyway. Perhaps he does – he's always understood him in unfathomable ways.
They sit in silence for a while after that, Shu regulating his breathing into calm, closing his eyes to clear out any obstruction and Glenn just watching. Suddenly it's just the two of them in the room, closed off into their own space. The other three remain completely still, their presence negligible, and even Meng Yun has stopped transcribing on his little brown notepad.
Gilbert breaks the quietude first. He looks around warily, traveling his eyes from his colleague to his boss' intimidating little brother. "…Uh, should I continue reading the note?"
The crumpled note is still held firmly in between his fingertips but he's at a loss of what to do. Glenn doesn't seem to notice nor care about his dilemma. Shu opens one eye and prompts to continue.
"Read it." His tone is schooled back to the cold indifference moments prior.
Gilbert clears his throat, "'Dear our family's estranged young master, if you are done with your rebellious—'"
"Skip that part."
He goes over to a new section. "'Are you eating well? Are you taking care of your health? Big brother thinks you're not growing enough—'"
"Skip that one too."
"'I bought you a new house, but why are you still living in that old apartment building? Are you getting into fights again? Are you going to university? I heard you got expelled again—'" Gilbert furrows his eyebrows and stops reciting. "Uh, young master, when was the last time you saw the boss?"
"Don't call me that."
"Young master bro," Gilbert settles and if between this and the former, Shu will unhesitatingly go with the former.
He sighs. "Can't remember."
"Okay well, I'm just going to tell you that it��s a little scary. He's been keeping track of…" Gilbert trails off and decides to just recite instead, "The boss says that when you were sixteen, you skipped one year of school and went for combat training instead. When you were seventeen, you picked up the terrible habit of smoking despite your… weak and feeble body. Throughout high school, you beat up half the kids in your class and sent six of them to the hospital in a single day. You went to detention nineteen times in one year."
Gilbert makes a sound of awe. "Wow, nineteen times! I think you spent more time in detention than you did in school. Anyway, the boss tells you to be more friendly to your peers and do your homework properly. He had gotten a lot of calls from the faculty and had to bail you out every time. Also, at age eighteen, you—"
"Finished?" Shu interrupts him coldly.
"Uh… in the fall of 2016, you also got suspended for excessive violence on school grounds. One of the kid's mothers sent an aggressive note to the principal. The details are as follows..." Gilbert clears his throat and starts again – this time in an extremely shrill voice that sounds more like a screeching bird than a human. "'My little boy was gravely injured by your problem child! How dare you allow this to happen to him? Robbie broke both of his front teeth and had to get stitches all over his arm! I demand compensation and I want that boy expelled promptly!'"
His list of deeds doesn't end there. Somehow the contents on the piece of paper had turned out to be less of a message and more of a novel on his entire life, fueled by a brother's undying passion that is by all definitions, criminal stalking. Shu highly doubts this is legal and is seriously considering on filing a restraining order. Unfortunately, the police officer next to him seems to be very much enjoying this, judging from the amused smile that grows wider with each incrimination.
"…There's another complaint from the same year. Another suspension for destroying school property? Detonating a hydrocarbon explosion in a chemistry lab? And then let's see… the boss tells you to stay away from gangs and…"
"Gangs?" Glenn whispers to him, the mirth in his voice apparent.
"Accident," Shu just tells him firmly.
"Oh!" Gilbert suddenly adds in his own comment amidst the ramble, "This is good, there are fewer problems during your university years. However just a month ago, it says you were, again, on disciplinary suspension for physical assault against a faculty member. Damn, young master bro, what did you do?"
Glenn answers for him instead with a smile, "Exorcising a demon. Is that right?"
Shu's eye twitches. "An accident as well."
"Demons?" This time, Meng Yun is interested. He suddenly pops up from his sprawled position on the ground, face glimmering with enthusiasm. "Big bro, can you tell me more about that demon? What kind of weapons did you use? Did you use garlic? Holy water? Sacred bullets?"
"Yun, it's a demon, not a vampire," his sister tells him but she, too wants to get to the bottom of it. "What did you exorcise it with? It's important for research."
Shu is certain that exorcism isn't a field within marine biology or pharmacology – or anything relating to the sciences, really. He answers anyway because it's rare for Meng Qing to ask him such stimulating questions of the occult. "I was equipped with a holy cross. And a radio transceiver."
Meng Yun pushes up his glasses and starts taking notes. "I hear demons are particularly sensitive to sound," he mutters and where he heard that from, Shu has no idea, but he'd rather not know. "What kind of communicator did you guys use?"
"It was gauged to be ineffective," Shu agrees. "Later we… devised a new method of cryptology."
The bespectacled youth nods seriously. "Like a secret code! That's genius! The demons will never know even if they possess human intelligence. How did you use the holy cross? Did you do a ritual? Like a cool spirit cleansing circle?"
"I hit him with it."
Glenn looks entertained. "Him?"
"Is that important?" Shu asks instead, already done with the topic.
It's not important, not to him, but Meng Yun is left calculating the Newtonian mechanics of whether blunt force will also work on spirits and ghouls and if they, too, are bound by the law of physics. Meng Qing is pondering medicinal concoctions that can be created with demon specimens and Gilbert still seems enthralled by his school-life shenanigans – "kids these days have too much energy," he had muttered with the wisdom of an old sage, "I don't even remember being in school."
It's yet another shift in conversation and the group's led askew, the original purpose lost in the trivialities.
"Is there more?" Shu cuts in.
Gilbert browses through the page again. "Oh yes, in the spring of—"
"Skip to the end."
"The last message is to stay away from the Corruption." Gilbert runs a finger through the last line of text. ��Boss tells you to not get involved with any of this."
"And what should I do? Should I run away? Go into hiding, or this time…" He leans against an armrest and stares coldly at the letter. His voice is lowered with scorn when he continues, "Maybe I should stay home and wait for him again?"
Glenn looks at him and says softly, "I also think it's too dangerous."
"I don't want to get involved. It's just…" Shu sighs. He blinks slowly as if recalling some distant memory, and when he opens his mouth again, there's a trace of fondness behind the usual stoicism. When he murmurs quietly, he's not speaking to anyone but himself. "There's a person I know. He's too nosy for his own good, too overbearing but he'll get caught up in this and he's…"
"He's important to you."
Shu rests his head on the rear frame of the couch, eyes half-lidded, focused on an uninteresting stack of papers on the floor. "He is."
"Then let's go find him."
When he turns to the side, Glenn's expression hasn't changed – infused with the same warmth that ventures into an unknown territory and Shu rejects instinctively. "Our goals don't align anymore."
"My intentions have not changed," Glenn says, and the line holds more secret directed to him alone.
He raises an eyebrow. "Does Officer Lenos of the task force find it entertaining to blend in with civilians?"
Glenn chuckles. "Only a very specific, law-breaking civilian."
"—Okay wait," Gilbert suddenly calls out. "Before you two start again, let me finish the letter."
"Still not done?" Shu is no longer interested in the letter of defamation, which serves zero purpose other than to provoke him.
"Well I'm sort of done, but there's an afterword on the bottom. It's ridiculously small, written with a blue fountain ink pen and actually the boss' handwriting is quite horrendous so I'm really a genius for reading this to you at all. Don't you think I need a raise? Anyway, it's in some lingo, a sort of internet hieroglyphic if I may, fairly negligible but still—"
"I have a headache," Shu implicates clearly.
"It says 'with lots of love'…" Gilbert clears his throat and squints at the words – it's already a foreboding sign when the words are undecipherable to even the self-proclaimed genius. "'A.k.a. LOL, your supportive big brother. Kissy face emoji. Heart emoji. Beating heart emoji. Post-script: Your brother worked hard to learn how to text from the children of your generation, but why are you not replying to my messages? Sad emoji.'"
Just when he had thought that was the last of it, Gilbert starts again.
"'Post-post-script: Worried face emoji. Modern smartphones have GPS features on them, so the next time you get lost going to a convenience store, don't hesitate to turn on your location. Or call your big brother.'"
Glenn laughs.

The first hints of spring bring with it the Corruption – an anomaly of strange sightings and missing corpses.

Shu Haize really isn’t interested, but what was supposed to be a short excursion to locate his only friend has led to something he never signed up for. He wants to escape its grasps – wherever its confining him – so he’s walking, roaming, heading nowhere in particular but he’s moving, letting loose in the adrenaline of battle.

There’s a cemetery of stars tonight. Shu has never had any affinity to stargazing so when he looks up, he’s hollow and lost in its immensity. Then he’s finding companions, all of them unfamiliar, and one in the form of raven hair and amused amber eyes.

“Hello?” His lips curve. “What a coincidence.”

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