Chapter 389: Digging Three Feet Deep
The previous battle had left the road below not only riddled with potholes, but also stained with copious amounts of blood and littered with scattered limbs and flesh.
The scene was somewhat bloody and nauseating. Normally, such a sight wouldn't affect Yang Haoran, yet, standing amidst it now, his brows couldn't help but furrow slightly.
For the bloodstains and fragments of flesh on the ground belonged either to the Spirit Police or the Night Watchers. Naturally, his expression was grim.
The Good Times Funeral Supplies Store was just an ordinary tiled house. Tiled houses like this, built along the roadside, were common in Lecheng, and the Good Times Funeral Supplies Store was merely one of them.
Having been affected by the battle, half of the tiled house had already collapsed, but the main entrance still stood. The three walked side-by-side and entered the Good Times Funeral Supplies Store.
As it was a funeral supplies store, it naturally contained various funerary items. Besides these, Yang Haoran also sensed a strong surge of Yin Qi within the house.
It was no surprise for a funeral supplies store to be heavy with Yin Qi. Furthermore, the owner of this shop was no ordinary person; he controlled a multitude of Ghost Infants. It was only logical that the Yin Qi here would be even more intense than in an average funeral supplies store.
The three carefully sensed and searched within the shop, hoping to see if anything had been overlooked.
However, to their simultaneous relief and regret, they found nothing else of use in the funeral supplies store.
Given their current state, should they encounter another powerful Resentful Spirit, they might well be completely wiped out here. Thus, they felt fortunate not to have found anything.
As for the regret in their hearts, it stemmed from the same reason: no further discoveries meant no further gains. Hence, a sense of loss was natural.
It was a contradictory state of mind, but such was the internal conflict of the three at that moment.
"It seems the old man's treasures were all in his private space. What a pity he didn't drop everything from his private space when he died. " Bai Xue said, her face full of regret.
"He was a master at refining Resentful Spirits, so his treasures would undoubtedly be things related to Resentful Spirit refinement. If these items had fallen into the hands of our Spirit Police, we could have used them for research, devising countermeasures against the weaknesses of Resentful Spirits. But it's a real shame, we found nothing. " Luo Dui said.
For the Spirit Police, the greatest use of Resentful Spirits was for research. However, for Yang Haoran, Resentful Spirits weren't for research, but for refining Soul Pills.
Although the Soul-Refining Cauldron had not yet been fully refined, it was at least halfway complete. As long as he wasn't killed by someone else, it was only a matter of time before he finished refining the Soul-Refining Cauldron.
Once the Soul-Refining Cauldron was successfully refined, Resentful Spirits would immediately become useful, their aid to him undeniable. Thus, for him, Resentful Spirits were valuable assets.
Though he had expended considerable energy in today's battle, and even sustained some injuries, overall, his gains from this expedition were substantial.
A large number of powerful Ghost Infants, along with a Resentful Spirit whose power he found extremely dangerous, were all, without exception, collected into his Soul-Gathering Bead. This was an astonishing haul.
Despite the significant gains, Yang Haoran was not entirely satisfied. Unlike Luo Dui, who had entered the funeral supplies store mainly to check for anything overlooked, lest any lingering malevolent entities harm ordinary people, and only secondarily to see if there were any other gains to be made.
He too wanted to see if anything had been overlooked, but his concern wasn't about ordinary people getting harmed; it was purely about securing more gains for himself.
"Let's go. There's nothing more to see here. We should go back and check on their injuries. " After another inspection confirmed there were no further discoveries, Luo Dui said.
Bai Xue had no objections. Now that the mission was over, she was eager to leave. As she was the most seriously injured of the three, she needed rest and healing.
Yang Haoran nodded, agreeing with Luo Dui's suggestion. Though his gains this time were significant, the Night Watchers had also suffered considerable casualties. He also wanted to go to the Spirit Police headquarters to see how his Night Watchers were faring.
With the consent of both, Luo Dui opened a spatial rift.
"Emissary Yang, please."
Luo Dui did not immediately enter the spatial rift; instead, he very politely invited Yang Haoran to step in first.
Since the other party had acted so respectfully, Yang Haoran found it hard to refuse. Smiling, he nodded and prepared to step into the spatial rift.
However, just as one foot stepped into the spatial rift, his movement halted. He didn't immediately enter the rift; instead, he pulled back the foot that had just entered.
Yang Haoran's sudden reaction immediately brought expressions of confusion to the faces of both Luo Dui and Bai Xue.
"Brother Underworld Official, what's wrong? " Bai Xue asked, puzzled.
Though Luo Dui didn't voice his question, the confusion on his face was no less than Bai Xue's.
Yang Haoran didn't answer Bai Xue. With a single wave of his hand, thick black chains, as stout as arms, suddenly materialized in the air above the Good Times Funeral Supplies Store. These chains writhed menacingly, uniformly targeting the Good Times Funeral Supplies Store below.
Rumbling sounds echoed continuously. The entire Good Times Funeral Supplies Store was ripped apart and pulverized by the chains, and a thick layer of the ground was even overturned.
In just a brief moment, the entire Good Times Funeral Supplies Store was razed to the ground by Yang Haoran. However, his actions only deepened the confusion of both Luo Dui and Bai Xue.
This time, Yang Haoran didn't keep them in suspense. Instead, he explained, "I want to confirm if there are any secrets hidden beneath this tiled house."
As his words fell, Yang Haoran controlled a multitude of chains, sending them drilling down into the earth.
"Underground? " Luo Dui's brow furrowed slightly. He truly had overlooked this possibility before.
Bai Xue's expression froze. She, too, had not thought of this problem just now. Now, hearing Yang Haoran's words, she felt that perhaps there truly was some mystery beneath the shop.
After all, some restrictive barriers and formations didn't emit power fluctuations that could be sensed. Given the old man's strength, it wasn't impossible for him to have set up such a restrictive formation.
As the chains continuously plunged into the soil, Yang Haoran's brows furrowed even deeper. A moment later, when all the chains had completely disappeared beneath the ground, Yang Haoran dispersed the chains he had conjured, his brows smoothed out, and a wry smile appeared on his face.
Under the gaze of Luo Dui and Bai Xue, he gently shook his head, and said, "It seems I was overthinking it. There's nothing beneath this shop."
As his words fell, Yang Haoran stepped into the spatial rift once more. This time, he didn't hesitate at all; his body vanished within the spatial rift.
Following him, Luo Dui and Bai Xue also stepped into the spatial rift. The spatial rift healed, and the three of them appeared at the Spirit Police headquarters.
Under Luo Dui's arrangements, Bai Xue was led away by a female doctor. As her injuries were quite severe, Luo Dui decided it was best for her to receive treatment first.
Currently, the Spirit Police also conducted research into treating demons. With the doctors here treating Bai Xue, her recovery speed could be accelerated.
Meanwhile, Yang Haoran, guided by Luo Dui, found the ward where Old Master Wu was located, and saw Old Master Wu, who was still unconscious.
At this Spirit Police headquarters, all the wards were private. Thus, at this moment, in Old Master Wu's ward, there was no one else present apart from Old Master Wu himself.
"His wounds have already been treated, and we've injected him with medication to accelerate his recovery. His condition is currently stable; there's no danger to his life. " A doctor in a white coat beside them said.
"Thank you for your hard work. Could you take me to see the other injured? " Yang Haoran looked at the doctor and asked.
The doctor didn't immediately reply to Yang Haoran. Instead, he cast a glance at Luo Dui. Only after receiving the latter's nod of approval, did the doctor nod and speak.
"Please follow me."
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