Lan Xuan and Chang Feng searched for He Ran's soul in arcades and e-sports rooms throughout the city, but even after 11 p.m., they still hadn't found a trace of him.

Lan Xuan was quite frustrated when he encountered this situation for the first time. He felt like he was being forced into a corner, like a trapped beast. He couldn't help but say to Chang Feng, "It's a good thing you came with me, otherwise I would have gone crazy."

Changfeng was taken aback at first, then looked at Lan Xuan with some sympathy and said, "I think it would be better if you called the director and asked him what was going on in this situation?"

Lan Xuan looked at Chang Feng with a complicated expression and said, "The director has been extremely busy with the 'Dragon in the East China Sea' matter these past few days. I don't want to offend him over something like this."

Well, the "Dragon in the East China Sea" thing has certainly kept Mo Rong very busy. After all, he has to deal with people from all walks of life, clarify things online, and be very careful with his wording, otherwise new problems will arise at any moment.

So Changfeng thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you ask our sect leader? He's very easy to talk to."

Lan Xuan thought about his previous interactions with Shang Lin. Shang Lin seemed easy to talk to and had been very helpful to him. However, "It's so late already, wouldn't it be inappropriate to bother Sect Master Shang?"

Changfeng immediately took out his phone and checked the time. It was 11:15 p.m. "At this time, he's probably still doing his homework. Just call him. Otherwise, the longer you delay, the more time he'll waste on rest, and it will also interfere with your work."

Lan Xuan hesitated for a moment after taking out his phone, but finally called Shang Lin. While waiting for the other party to answer, he was a little nervous, fearing that Shang Lin would not answer, or even if he did answer, it would not be of any help to him in solving the problem.

However, the phone only rang twice before Shang Lin answered it, and he even asked first, "Lan Xuan? It's so late, is there something you need?"

Lan Xuan immediately composed himself, but in order not to delay Shang Lin's time, he quickly got to the point, "I'm sorry to bother you so late, Sect Master Shang. It's like this, at the Third Middle School in the neighboring city, a student named He Ran suddenly died. The cause of death cannot be found in the human realm. We want to find his soul to inquire, but we can't find it no matter what we do."

Shang Lin paused noticeably. "You searched carefully?"

"Yes, Changfeng and I have searched everywhere he might have gone."

Shang Lin hurriedly asked, "Did you find any clues?"

"That's the strange thing, there's not a single clue."

"There are two possibilities in this situation. One is that although the person is dead, their soul has not yet left. The other is that someone or something took away their soul the moment it left their body, or even ate it. Otherwise, there would be no clues left."

Lan Xuan was immediately stunned. He could understand being taken away, or even eaten, but "how could a dead person's soul still be in their body? He couldn't do that either!"

"Of course he can't do that. There must be external interference in such a situation. For example, someone might seal his soul in his body and then turn him into a living dead so that he can be driven by the other party."

Hearing this, Lan Xuan felt a chill run down his spine. "In this world of declining Dharma, are there still humans with such abilities?" It's too exaggerated and too frightening, isn't it?