Half an hour later, Xiao Shaoyan's painful cries were heard in the ward. Wen Xi stood in the corridor and sighed softly, but did not go in to disturb him.

After a while, Xiao Shaoyan walked out of the room with difficulty. He was in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

"Wen Xi, my father is gone, but where is his soul? Why can't I see it?"

Xiao Shaoyan found his voice again and asked in confusion.

"The evil spirit has been exploiting his soul. Now that he is dead, only one soul and three spirits remain in his body. It is unable to maintain its normal form."

Wen Xi said, "But don't worry, I will let Bai Yi take his one soul and three spirits back to nurture them. Once he has three souls and seven spirits, I will send him to reincarnate."

Xiao Shaoyan's tense body finally relaxed, his eyes concealing a complex emotion towards her. He pursed his lips and said, "Thank you so much, Wen Xi. If it weren't for you, I don't know what I would do."

"You're welcome. We're... friends after all. I'm just doing what I should do."

Wen Xi smiled slightly, patted his shoulder and said, "My condolences. Rather than suffering, perhaps relief is the best thing for Patriarch Xiao."

Xiao Shaoyan smiled bitterly and said, "You and my father said exactly the same thing. I know, I won't give up. I will cheer up and find the truth."

He stared at Zou Zheng again and said with a solemn oath, "If it was really my father who took your jade seal while he was possessed, I will definitely retrieve it on his behalf and return it to you, but please give me time!"

Zou Zheng frowned and looked at him for a long time before he snorted softly, which was considered as his agreement.

Xiao Shaoyan felt a heavy burden on his shoulders. He clenched his fists, looked at Ling Feng, and said with determination, "Captain Ling, do you still mean what you said before?"

Ling Feng was confused for a moment, "What?"

A light bulb went off in his head, as if he had thought of something, and Ling Feng looked at him in surprise.

"You've been inviting me to join the Special Management Bureau's First Division. Now, I agree! I volunteer to join the Special Management Bureau's First Division!"

Xiao Shaoyan spoke word by word, his eyes firm and determined.

Ling Feng's eyes flashed, he raised his hand and held his shoulders, the spiritual power sank, and changes began to take place on Xiao Shaoyan's body. The attached spiritual power emanated, and gusts of wind invisibly gathered into small clusters of mini tornadoes, which looked quite cute.

Xiao Shaoyan also saw it and asked in surprise, "What is this?"

"Of course it's your spiritual power. I didn't expect it to be wind-attributed. That's pretty good, young man. You have a promising future!"

Ling Feng smiled with emotion and said, "You must have been so excited just now that you fully stimulated your spiritual power. Xiao Shaoyan, are you really willing to join the Special Management Bureau?"

Xiao Shaoyan raised his palm, and the mini tornado was under his control. He glanced at Wen Xi again and said resolutely, "Yes, I do!"

"Okay, of course I welcome you to join. In that case, after arranging the funeral of Patriarch Xiao, you can come to the Special Management Bureau to register. From now on, you will be a member of the Special Management Bureau's first department."

Ling Feng stretched out his hand to him, and the two held hands, as if they could see a bright future.

Wen Xi summoned Bai Yi and brought the evil ghost, Xiao Changyi's residual soul, and the ghost weapons he had received back to the underworld.

When Xiao Changji arrived, he was so sad that he only saw Xiao Changyi's body.

The Xiao family quickly announced the news of Xiao Changyi's death and quickly handled the funeral. Xiao Changji took control of the Xiao family's sovereignty and was busy running around for the Xiao family's work all day long.

At the end of summer vacation and on the eve of school opening, news came from the underworld that the Five Ghost Emperors had finally captured Zhai Wujiang.

Wen Xi returned to the underworld and came to the banks of the dead and barren Styx River. Zhai Wujiang was chained by other ghost emperors and trapped in the middle of the river by a formation.

Unlike the high-spirited look he had before, Zhai Wujiang is now covered in scars and has become a beast in a cage, but the pride is still on his face.

"Wen Xi, I didn't lose to you, but to these idiots."

Zhai Wujiang grinned arrogantly, "If they hadn't joined forces, I would have completed my mission long ago."

"Does it matter whether you lose to me or not?"

Wen Xi shrugged and said indifferently, "What matters is that you lost. In the end, good will prevail over evil!"

"Hahahaha, what is evil and what is good? I just want to create new rules so that the wandering ghosts outside will no longer be displaced. Isn't this doing a good deed?"

"Tsk, stop distorting the facts. If you want to drag others into darkness, do you still call that a good deed?"

Wen Xi said, "Why don't you tell me where your accomplice who caused the chaos in the underworld a hundred years ago is?"

"I don't have any accomplices, only that group of foolish followers. They were too weak, which is why I failed at the most critical moment!"

Zhai Wujiang remained calm and gave a cruel smile, "If I meet them again, I might as well eat them all in one bite. It would be a great contribution to my strength."

The Eastern Ghost Emperor couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Zhai Wujiang, do you know what you're saying? You weren't like this before. You were passionate about building a more harmonious underworld. Since when did you fall into such darkness?"

"Haha, that's because you don't understand me at all. In the past, there was the Lord, and he personally trained me. I respect and love him, but he... never thought of passing the throne of Fengdu Emperor to me."

Zhai Wujiang's expression darkened, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Wen Xi and said, "Do you think you were the best candidate chosen by the Lord from the beginning? You're not. If your mother hadn't risked her life to protect you and wanted to exchange her fate with yours, you wouldn't have been the next Emperor of Fengdu. Your mother is the chosen one. Wen Xi, it was you who robbed your mother of her chance to live. It was you who killed her! Hahahaha, you're the pitiful one!"

The smile on Wen Xi's face slowly disappeared, and her eyes looked at him lifelessly.

"Stop your nonsense! You still want to bully our young lady? She is the next Emperor of Fengdu chosen by the Lord. It's written in black and white in the imperial edict. We just have to go through the formalities."

Shangshansi slapped his thigh and scolded angrily, while nervously watching Wen Xi's expression.

Judge Lu said with a stern face, "If he doesn't want to reveal his accomplices, then give him the punishment of the Azure Sky!"

Zhai Wujiang laughed crazily, "Hahahaha, don't you all know whether I'm talking nonsense or not? What's the matter? After growing up with this little girl, you can't bear to let her go?"

"etc!"

Wen Xi said indifferently, "Zhai Wujiang, what do you mean by this? My destiny was clearly given to me by the old man, and my mother is the chosen one? Are you saying that the next Emperor of Fengdu was originally destined to be my mother?"

Zhai Wujiang curved his lips and said, "Yes, you really don't remember anything. That's right... after all, they have already blocked your childhood memories!"

(Thanks to Duo Xingxing and Yuer’s mother for the generator!)