Realm of the Night God

"Now that you have a new boss, if you're willing to continue working with me in the future, stay. If not, I won't force you. You can leave now." Yang Haoran said with a smile as he looked at the three standing in place.

Before the three could respond, the phone rang. Yang Haoran took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Xu Meijing calling.

His smile deepened a bit. Instead of answering immediately, he spoke again to the still shocked Master Wu trio, "I'll give you some time to think."

After that, Yang Haoran casually set up a simple soundproof barrier with Yin spirit power and then answered Xu Meijing's call.

As soon as the call connected, Xu Meijing's cold and crisp voice came through, "What's going on?"

Though Xu Meijing was trying to suppress her true emotions, Yang Haoran could still hear the underlying shock in her voice.

"What's going on?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

"Don't play games with me. How did Deng Feng die? How did you suddenly become the Burial Master? Did you activate the heaven soul?" Xu Meijing fired three questions in a row, revealing her genuine surprise despite her attempt to appear calm.

"The first two questions were already reported, right? As for the last one, yes, I did activate the heaven soul." Yang Haoran responded with a smile.

"The content of the report is definitely true. We naturally have to believe it. Do you expect us to believe rumors instead?" Yang Haoran countered.

While Xu Meijing was dissatisfied with Yang Haoran's response, she understood why he said so and didn't press further.

Feeling helpless, Yang Haoran hesitated for a moment before saying, "Some things are not convenient to discuss over the phone, especially during the most sensitive times. I'll come to Ancheng to talk to you another day, and then I'll tell you about Deng Feng's heroic deeds."

"No need, I'm not interested now. But congratulations anyway," Xu Meijing said.

"Hehe, just lucky. Otherwise, how could such good things come to me?" Yang Haoran humbly replied.

"I knew that even if you didn't say it."

Xu Meijing's straightforward answer made Yang Haoran feel a bit amused. However, he didn't argue and instead, he changed the topic and chatted with Xu Meijing.

But Xu Meijing didn't seem very interested in other topics. After a few brief exchanges, the call ended.

Although the conversation was not long, Yang Haoran was satisfied. He thought last night would be the last time he would chat with Xu Meijing, but he didn't expect to survive.

As long as he was alive, there would be more chances for conversations in the future, and he was not in a hurry.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Haoran removed the barrier and turned his gaze back to the trio of Master Wu.

At this moment, it seemed that they had noticed the disappearance of the Death Mark Seal in their bodies. They stood still, none of them choosing to leave.

Seeing Yang Haoran hang up the phone and focus on them again, Master Wu remained calm, while the other two looked a bit uneasy. Their gazes towards Yang Haoran carried a sense of complexity.

Their expressions becoming complex was understandable. After all, Yang Haoran was once like them, a Night Watch. Although he became a Night Watch a few months earlier than them, such a short period could be easily overlooked. But now, Yang Haoran had transformed from a Night Watch into a Burial Master, their leader. How could their feelings not be complex?

"Have you made your decision?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

Master Wu remained silent and directly bowed to Yang Haoran.

"I am willing to follow the divine envoy, swearing loyalty until death!"

Master Wu, being an experienced figure, understood when and how to make the right choices. With Deng Feng now deceased and Yang Haoran taking the lead, if they didn't wish to leave and wanted to continue being a part of the Yin Division, their only option was to follow Yang Haoran. Since there was no other choice, it was better to accept it wholeheartedly and be the first to express determination, leaving a good impression on their new boss.

The other two individuals weren't as savvy as Master Wu. Seeing Master Wu respectfully bow, they quickly caught on and promptly bowed to Yang Haoran as well.

"I am willing to follow the divine envoy, swearing loyalty until death!"

The words of determination from the other two mirrored Master Wu's. Whether it was a coincidence or not, only they themselves knew.

Yang Haoran didn't place too much importance on whether they were sincere at this moment. His immediate priority was to get the Lecheng Yin Division back on track. Once that was achieved, he would have plenty of time to cultivate his own trusted subordinates. So, their loyalty at this moment wasn't a major concern for him.

Of course, Yang Haoran wouldn't voice this thought. Seeing the three expressing their allegiance, he nodded with a satisfied expression.

"Very well, congratulations on making the right choice. As you may have noticed, the Yin spirit power in your bodies has completely disappeared, and the Death Mark Seal is nowhere to be found. So, at the moment, you are no different from an ordinary person."

"But don't worry, I will now reseed the Death Mark Seal for you. Your vanished Yin spirit power will be restored along with the reseeding of the Death Mark Seal."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the three lit up with joy. At this moment, what they most desired was to regain their Yin spirit power and become different from ordinary people.

In a short amount of time, Yang Haoran reseeded the Death Mark Seal for the three, and they regained their Yin spirit power.

Although the time spent was not long, it was still a considerable drain on Yang Haoran. Planting a Death Mark Seal for someone else was a significant expenditure for him.

However, he felt quite happy about it because these three were the first Night Watch he had marked with the Death Mark Seal.

The first time always felt fresh and exciting, but as the numbers increased, the novelty would fade away, leaving only memories.

As the South Lake Death God Temple still required Night Watch to stay, Yang Haoran had the two Night Watch leave first and kept Master Wu alone.

Although Yang Haoran didn't explicitly state it, Master Wu knew that Yang Haoran kept him for a reason.

As soon as the two Night Watch left, Master Wu respectfully bowed to Yang Haoran.

"Any orders from the divine envoy?"

Yang Haoran was quite satisfied with Master Wu's demeanor. He smiled and said, "When it's just the two of us, don't call me the divine envoy. Just call me Haoran; it's better."

Master Wu's expression changed, and he quickly responded, "That won't do. The divine envoy's status has changed now. Old Man can't dare to break the rules. It would be disrespectful to the divine envoy."

Yang Haoran just smiled at Master Wu's words and didn't waste time on this matter.

"Now that most of Lecheng's Night Watch is gone, and as a newly appointed Burial Master, I don't have many underlings. So in the future, I might need Old Man's help quite a lot. I hope Old Man won't blame me then." Yang Haoran said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, an unmistakable joy appeared on Master Wu's old face. Being seasoned, he could understand the meaning behind Yang Haoran's words.

This newly appointed Burial Master, Yang Haoran, clearly intended to heavily rely on him, an old man without much strength. How could he not be happy, how could he not be excited about such an opportunity!

"Thank you for the divine envoy's appreciation! Even if Old Man dies, I will never let the divine envoy down!"

Excited, Master Wu once again bowed to Yang Haoran, expressing his loyalty.