Realm of the Night God

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Early the next morning, Yang Haoran crawled out of bed with messy hair and a bit of a foggy head.

They had drunk quite a bit last night, not just him, but Wang Yiming had also imbibed quite a lot. Chen Ying, on the other hand, didn't touch any alcohol, but she still had her share of drinks.

Though there were only three of them and the food was quite ordinary, the three conversed amicably, with no dull moments from start to finish, and no one even touched their mobile phones.

By the end of the meal, the relationship between the three had grown significantly closer, especially between Chen Ying and Yang Haoran. Compared to their first meeting, Chen Ying's attitude towards Yang Haoran had taken a big turn, even her address had changed from Yang Haoran to Brother Yang.

The method of memory erasure, Yang Haoran had already learned it successfully from Wang Yiming. As Wang Yiming had said, it wasn't a particularly complicated technique; as long as one wasn't an ordinary person and possessed power within, mastering this technique was a matter of no time.

The reason Yang Haoran wanted to learn the method of memory erasure from Wang Yiming naturally had its own plans and considerations.

He wasn't interested in erasing the memories of ordinary people, but he was indeed interested in erasing the memories of souls. Not only was he interested, but he also considered it quite necessary.

Because he didn't want the ghosts he had subdued to know his secrets.

Although he had sealed the soul gathering bead, as long as he didn't want to, the ghosts inside couldn't know anything about the outside world. He was confident about this.

However, if he ever became careless and let the ghosts inside the soul gathering bead know things they shouldn't, what would he do?

Most of the ghosts inside the soul gathering bead would eventually be handed over. Even if he managed to bypass Deng Feng's scrutiny, what would he do after reaching the underworld?

He couldn't just detain all these ghosts in his hands forever, could he?

Although this was a method, it was ultimately a last resort. After all, most of these ghosts were just ordinary undead. They still had the chance to be reincarnated. Yang Haoran couldn't bring himself to abuse his authority by detaining them all indefinitely.

So when he saw Wang Yiming display the technique of memory erasure yesterday afternoon, an idea sprouted in his mind. Would this technique also work on ghosts?

If it did, then in the future, he wouldn't feel so passive about matters concerning this. At least he would have a decent way to handle them.

However, all of this depended on whether the technique of memory erasure truly worked on ghosts. If it didn't, he would have to think of other methods.

Yang Haoran didn't directly ask Wang Yiming about this matter. After returning home last night, he tried it out himself. Although he had drunk quite a bit, he was too eager to know the results to care about that.

After trying it out, he found that it was actually feasible. The technique of memory erasure not only worked on living beings but also on ghosts!

Although he had only released a very ordinary undead at the time, not a Half-Step Evil Spirit like a skin ghost, as long as it worked, it was enough for Yang Haoran!

Rubbing his head, Yang Haoran activated the Yin spirit power within his body, dispelling his fatigue. His head, which felt as heavy as lead, cleared up.

He was in quite a good mood. After washing up and paying respects to his parents and the Death God, he left the grocery store without even eating breakfast.

It wasn't until noon that Yang Haoran returned to the grocery store, carrying many things in his hands.

This time he had bought cinnabar. With everything prepared, all that was left was the crucial step. Since he had already cultivated the power seed of a talisman master, the next step was to become a talisman master in the shortest time possible.

Dealing with skin ghosts this time, if it weren't for Wang Yiming and Xiao Tong's help, it wouldn't have been easy for him to subdue the skin ghosts and store them in the soul gathering bead. However, if he succeeded in becoming a talisman master and could draw talismans, the situation would be different.

For the next period of time, Yang Haoran stayed in the grocery store during the day, drawing talismans, and at night, he thoroughly cleaned up all the undead in Lecheng.

Days passed, and before he knew it, it was the end of the month.

During this time, Guanhai also returned to Lecheng from his hometown. He had come to find Yang Haoran, and the two of them had drunk together a few times. However, neither of them mentioned the matter of Yangjia Bay, as if it had never happened. They were still the same, sitting together, laughing and chatting happily.

The Lecheng residents who had come back for the New Year gradually left Lecheng during this period. Their careers were not in this small place. After the New Year, they naturally had to return to their own jobs and start another busy year.

As they left, Lecheng gradually returned to its usual state. Although it was still lively, it was nowhere near as bustling as during the New Year.

However, Yang Haoran didn't pay attention to any of this. Ordinary people had their own lives and goals, and now he had his own.

However, the harvest during this period of time didn't satisfy him very much.

Without Xu Meijing, Yang Haoran had harvested quite a few undead in the urban area of Lecheng, which actually pleased him quite a bit. But what he wasn't satisfied with was the matter of drawing talismans.

He had been quite diligent during this period. During the day, he either practiced drawing talismans or studied the ancient book that recorded talisman techniques. However, the results were not significant.

Apart from the power seed of the talisman master in his body growing stronger day by day through practice, he hadn't successfully drawn a single talisman, not even the simplest one. This left him feeling quite speechless and helpless.

However, he certainly wouldn't give up just because of a small setback like this. After all, the days ahead were still long, and he believed that one day he would successfully draw talismans and become a true talisman master.

Today was the day to submit souls again, and Yang Haoran left the grocery store early, heading to the South Lake Death God Temple.

It had been a while since he had been here, and there was no change; it was just like the last time he had come.

Yang Haoran found Master Jiang, returned the books to him, and the two of them chatted for a long time, discussing many things.

Master Jiang knew about the events at Yangjia Bay, but he didn't know that Yang Haoran was from there, so he didn't mention it in front of Yang Haoran.

Since the other party didn't know, Yang Haoran naturally wouldn't bring it up either. After all, this matter was a scar in his heart. Every time it was mentioned, it felt like reopening that wound. He wouldn't voluntarily expose the scars deep within his heart.

Apart from Master Jiang, the other temple priests warmly greeted Yang Haoran when they learned of his arrival.

Returning to the hall behind the stone wall, Yang Haoran couldn't help but feel a bit emotional. The events that had happened here at the end of last month were still vivid in his mind. And today, there would be one person who wouldn't be here, and perhaps wouldn't be here in the future.

"Plans never keep up with changes. We agreed that you would surpass me this month, but you got promoted and left."

Yang Haoran looked at a seat and smiled wryly. That seat was Xu Meijing's.

"Xiaoyang, come over here. Haven't seen you in a month. How's the year been treating you?"

Yang Haoran wasn't the first to arrive in the hall. Before him, several Night Watches were already waiting here.

The one who greeted Yang Haoran was an old man. Yang Haoran remembered that this old man was a temple priest from the countryside.

Sitting down in his seat, Yang Haoran put on a habitual smile and responded to the old man, "Not bad. How about you? How's your year been?"

Yang Haoran didn't show his grief because he had never been someone who sought sympathy by acting pitiful.

"Good my foot! This New Year period has kept me busy. Oh, by the way, heard that Xu Meijing disappeared. Do you know anything about it?"

The old man was straightforward in his speech. Yang Haoran didn't mind it, but the mention of Xu Meijing piqued his interest.

Xu Meijing had only left Lecheng for a short time, and not only did the Spirit Police know, but this old man also knew. Could it be that Xu Meijing's departure wasn't a secret anymore?

However, Yang Haoran soon realized something was off. Whether it was Wang Yiming or the old man in front of him, they all talked about Xu Meijing's disappearance, not her promotion and relocation to Ancheng. From this, it could be seen that they didn't know much about Xu Meijing's situation.

However, their ignorance didn't mean that Deng Feng didn't know. After all, Deng Feng was the Burial Master of Lecheng. It was impossible for him not to know about Xu Meijing becoming a Burial Master and being transferred to Ancheng.

However, Yang Haoran estimated that Deng Feng's attitude toward this matter was probably quite significant.

Of course, this was just his speculation. Whether it was true or not, he would find out soon enough.

If Deng Feng was truly as angry as he guessed, he hoped that anger wouldn't be directed at him.

Yang Haoran didn't mention Xu Meijing's matter to the old man. He just smiled and listened as the old man chatted with the other Night Watches about Xu Meijing.

Gradually, more and more Night Watches entered the hall. Before long, except for Xu Meijing, all the Night Watches were present. And the topic they discussed the most was how Xu Meijing had suddenly disappeared, where she had gone, and whether she was alive or dead.

To Yang Haoran's surprise, not all the Night Watches were unaware of where Xu Meijing had gone. Some of the more well-informed individuals knew that Xu Meijing had gone to Ancheng and had become a Burial Master.

Upon hearing this, all the Night Watches, except Yang Haoran, were shocked because they knew exactly what this meant!

It meant that this girl who had once worked under Divine Envoy Deng Feng in Lecheng had now risen to a higher position. She had become a Boss herself, on par with Divine Envoy Deng Feng. They had no reason not to be astonished!

While shocked, these Night Watches were also incredibly envious and filled with admiration. Among them, almost all had been Night Watches for longer than Xu Meijing. Yet here she was, getting promoted and getting rich, while they remained stagnant.

Just as all the Night Watches were shocked by Xu Meijing's situation, a crack suddenly appeared in the space of the hall, and Deng Feng walked out with a dark expression. The noisy hall instantly fell silent.

All the Night Watches could tell that their Boss wasn't in a good mood!

[Heartfelt thankyou for the support! BokuBoku]