Chapter 703: You are Yang Haoran!
Yang Haoran picked up on the doubt in the Old Town Head's tone, and even a hint of dissatisfaction. In response, Yang Haoran could only offer a smile and an explanation.
"Old Town Head, the sky is nearly dark, and the path here is terrible. At your age, I'm a little worried, which is why I changed my mind and decided to go alone. How about you wait for me here, and I'll see you back after I've dealt with everything."
Hearing Yang Haoran's words, the Old Town Head waved his hand, then continued to stride forward, took a puff of his pipe, and kept talking as he walked.
"Don't worry. Don't look at my age; my bones are sturdy. I came to invite the Spirit Master before dawn this morning, and on the way back, I didn't even miss the temple fair. If it weren't for your endless nagging this afternoon, I would definitely have arrived here much earlier."
Yang Haoran caught up with the Old Town Head, originally intending to persuade him again, but the Old Town Head spoke first, cutting him off.
"You don't need to persuade me anymore. Although I'm a bit old, my mind isn't addled. I know what I'm doing. To be frank, if you go to see the Spirit Master alone, you'll definitely return empty-handed. After all, the Spirit Master doesn't even know who you are; do you think he'll give you any face?"
Seeing that the Old Town Head was so insistent, Yang Haoran felt a little helpless. He didn't try to persuade him again. If things came to blows later, he could only do his best to preserve the Old Town Head's life. If the Old Town Head still lost his life even then, Yang Haoran couldn't be blamed.
However, Yang Haoran still had some confidence in his own strength. After all, with the Soul-Refining Cauldron in hand, his strength had been rapidly improving. Although he was still some distance from opening his Earth Soul, he had already surpassed quite a few Emissaries of Death. Not to mention recent or newly appointed Emissaries of Death in the past few years, even some old-timer Emissaries of Death might not possess Spirit Power as potent as his.
As for the unknown enemy he was currently facing, although he hadn't seen them yet, he estimated that their strength should be inferior to his. After all, Lecheng was just a small place; he didn't believe the Spirit Master organization would send a Grand Spirit Master to their Lecheng.
Therefore, even if the Old Town Head accompanied him to the old building, Yang Haoran felt that preserving his life should not be difficult. Thus, he allowed the Old Town Head to walk towards the old building and stopped trying to persuade him.
After a short while, the two arrived outside the old building. Yang Haoran didn't sense the slightest Yin Qi, nor did he sense any life fluctuations within the old building. However, judging from the Old Town Head's reaction, he seemed certain that someone was inside the old building.
Yang Haoran didn't find it strange, because he knew without thinking that the old building must have an enchantment barrier set up. Therefore, being outside the barrier, he wouldn't be able to perceive the situation inside the barrier. This was normal, nothing to be surprised about.
As for the Old Town Head, he had only been here once that morning and learned that the Spirit Master wouldn't leave until tomorrow, so he was certain there was someone in the old building. This was also nothing strange.
"The Spirit Master is a person of great ability. He has cast a spell here, so we cannot approach the Ghost Building. Our arrival now, the Spirit Master must have already sensed it. It won't be long before the Spirit Master appears, so we just need to wait here."
The Old Town Head stopped walking and said to Yang Haoran.
After his words fell, he seemed to become a little worried again, so he continued to remind Yang Haoran.
"When you meet the Spirit Master later, your attitude must be respectful. Although you are an official from the Administrative Courtyard, the Spirit Master doesn't buy into that. If you use those bureaucratic tactics on the Spirit Master, it definitely won't work, and you might return empty-handed. If it truly comes to that point, you absolutely must not blame me for not helping you."
Yang Haoran nodded with a smile and immediately assured the Old Town Head.
"Old Town Head, rest assured, my heart is filled with respect for the Spirit Master. I absolutely will not do anything out of line; even my words will be respectful, without the slightest hint of irreverence."
With Yang Haoran's assurance, the Old Town Head felt much more at ease, nodding gently at Yang Haoran.
However, just at this moment, a voice suddenly entered their ears, revealing some displeasure.
"Who is he?"
The voice echoed in this area; only its sound was heard, but no person was seen. However, these words were clearly addressed to the Old Town Head.
Hearing this voice, Yang Haoran felt very relieved. His biggest worry was that this trip would be in vain. If this Spirit Master had left early, then his trip would certainly have been for nothing.
But now it seemed, his trip wouldn't be in vain.
"To answer the Spirit Master's question, this young man beside me is from the Administrative Courtyard. Their Administrative Courtyard wishes to receive the Spirit Master's assistance, so I brought him here. " The Old Town Head first bowed towards the old building, then began to explain.
"Someone from the Administrative Courtyard? Heh heh, I'm not interested. Tell him to go back."
The person in the old building didn't even think about it and directly ordered Yang Haoran to leave.
Hearing this, Yang Haoran's expression didn't change at all. Since he was certain there was a Spirit Medium in the old building, it didn't matter even if the other party didn't invite him into the Ghost Building. The worst-case scenario was to directly break open the barrier.
Although this approach wasn't his ideal one, if the other party wanted to chase him away, he could only choose to do so.
Compared to Yang Haoran's reaction, the Old Town Head's reaction was much more intense. The Old Town Head looked anxious and hurriedly offered an explanation.
"Great Spirit Master, although this young man seeks your help, he is of great help to us. He can approve land for us in the city to build spirit temples, and can also vigorously promote our god in the name of the authorities, allowing more ordinary people to become believers in our god."
These words were what Yang Haoran had told the Old Town Head earlier. Now that this Spirit Master was unwilling to see Yang Haoran, the Old Town Head immediately brought up Yang Haoran's previous promise.
Hearing the Old Town Head's words, the Spirit Master in the Ghost Building fell silent for a moment, before speaking again.
"Come in."
A faint voice sounded, the barrier in front of them revealed itself, and a crack appeared, wide enough for two people to pass through.
A look of joy appeared on the Old Town Head's face. He called out to Yang Haoran, then walked into the barrier's crack.
As the two entered the barrier, the crack subsequently healed, and the entire visible barrier vanished. Looking at the old building again, it was no different from before. However, Yang Haoran and the Old Town Head also disappeared the moment the barrier concealed itself.
They didn't truly disappear, but rather, due to the presence of the prohibitive barrier, the true situation inside the barrier was hidden.
Upon entering the barrier, Yang Haoran first sensed that the old building was enveloped in a layer of dense Yin Qi. He hadn't been able to sense it from outside the barrier, but now, being inside the barrier, with his keen perception, he naturally couldn't fail to sense the Yin Qi shrouding the old building.
Aside from the dense Yin Qi, he didn't sense anything else, not even life fluctuations.
This situation could only mean that the other party had not only sealed their own power fluctuations, but had also sealed their life fluctuations.
Yang Haoran could have charged into the old building and directly apprehended or killed the target with brute force. However, he didn't do so. Instead, with his hands in his pockets, as if nothing was amiss, he followed the Old Town Head into the old building.
"Take your hands out of your pockets. Being so casual will leave a bad impression on the Spirit Master. Have you forgotten what I told you before? You must show utmost respect to the Spirit Master."
The Old Town Head glanced at Yang Haoran, his brows furrowed slightly, and a look of displeasure appeared on his face.
Yang Haoran nodded with a smile, said "sorry," and immediately pulled his hands out of his pockets as the Old Town Head wished.
Entering the old building, torches illuminated the first floor brightly. A middle-aged man appeared in their line of sight.
This person was thin and very short, only about 1.5 meters tall, giving off an impression of malnutrition.
As Yang Haoran's gaze fell upon this person, this person was also sizing up Yang Haoran.
However, when this person clearly saw Yang Haoran's appearance, his facial expression froze. Then he seemed to recall something, and his complexion instantly changed dramatically.
"You are. . . you are Lecheng Underworld Office Emissary of Death Yang Haoran!"
An incredibly shocked voice came from this person's mouth. The moment his voice fell, a powerful wave of energy burst forth from his body!
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