"Let go, I can do it myself. So what if you walk on your legs? Pfft, I can walk on my tail, let alone on my legs. Get out of the way, get out of the way." Silver Ring pushed aside the two people beside her, reached out and patted her little knee that had been bruised.

She puffed out her chest and, mimicking others' walk, slowly inclined towards the bedroom door, saying smugly, "Ah Fei, you've come at the right time. I caught a fox spirit the day before yesterday. When you go back to prison, take her with you and let Gray Fox teach her how to be a monster. This fox smells terrible; it must have absorbed a lot of yang energy..."

Silver Ring shuffled slowly, like a one-year-old toddler, finally entering the bedroom. Once inside, she dragged her barely moving fox tail toward the living room. Her unsteady gait made anyone unaware of her condition think she had a problem with her legs!

This is her spoils of war, proof that she has spoils that prove she's not a weakling.

"I caught it myself." Yin Huan raised her eyebrows, her face full of pride. Her grown-up face was no longer as cute as before, but it was lively and radiant.

Huo Fei and Luo Mang exchanged a glance, a hint of something hidden in their eyes, and they tacitly put their worries aside.

Huo Fei: "A fox? How could a fox appear in Qingcheng? Let me see."

Yin Huan's interruption suddenly eased the tension in the living room.

Huo Fei approached Yin Huan, lowered his head, and examined the fox she had dragged out. Luo Mang waved his hand and cast a spell, restoring the messy living room to its original order. At this moment, Qing Mang also called Hei Xiong and A Hui out of the room.

As soon as Hei Xiong entered the living room, his crooked body suddenly trembled, and he looked at Yin Huan respectfully, waiting for Yin Huan to give orders; oh my, the "Saint's" top henchmen are all in place, so next, shouldn't we prepare to go and lead the demon race to turn the tables and take control?

Hei Xiong's gaze was so intense that Yin Huan, who was talking to Huo Fei, felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze.

Yin Huan frowned and followed that gaze.

"Hei Xiong, what are you looking at? It's almost nine o'clock, you'll be late for school." Yin Huan glanced at Hei Xiong.

Silver Ring's attitude left Black Bear somewhat dumbfounded. He blinked, sensing that something was amiss.

He said, "I'm not going to school anymore. I'll stay with you guys..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yin Huan glared at him and said, "What do you mean you're not going to school? We've already paid three months' tuition, and you just say you're not going? How can you be so wasteful? Hurry up and finish your apprenticeship. Once you're done, I'll have Qing Mang open a barbershop for you. Then we'll have an income."

Hei Xiong: "..."

Hey boss, are you mistaken? We should be raiding the Taoist's territory right now, what are we doing learning how to cut hair?

When it comes to imaginative ideas, Blackie and Silver Ring are equally matched, but unfortunately, their brainwaves are not on the same frequency, making communication difficult.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and go to school." Yin Huan's face darkened when she saw him standing still, and she urged him on.

"..." Hei Xiong was speechless. He looked at Huo Fei, then back at Luo Mang, and finally fixed his gaze on the green python.

Hey, guys, what's going on? Has our sage leader awakened or not?

This art style is off!

Whether Yin Huan was aware of it or not, probably no one present knew.

Now, Yin Huan stands tall and graceful, her youthful face radiating vitality, indistinguishable from any ordinary girl. There is no longer a trace of demonic aura surrounding her, and even the most skilled demon hunter in the world cannot distinguish whether she is human or demon.

Yin Huan's current situation is somewhat similar to Jiu Yuanqing's; no trace of his presence can be detected.

Logically, this change, in the eyes of those in the know, is indeed the state a highly skilled person should be in after awakening. But... seeing the smug look on her face as she held the fox's tail, their illusions shattered. Well, let's just leave the image of a highly skilled person existing only in their imaginations...

Hei Xiong was destined to receive no response and could only dejectedly return to his hairdressing and styling training class to continue his studies.

Ah Hui, who had been dragged into the kitchen by the green python, was completely bewildered and had no idea what had happened. He remembered that last night he felt a little dizzy, and in the blink of an eye, he found himself above the clouds, and then he completely lost consciousness... After this incident, he truly witnessed the difference between monsters and humans.

Ahui took a few deep breaths to calm himself down from his tears. Looking at the two men who had suddenly appeared in his house, and... well, a girl with her hands on her hips and glaring, he didn't even need to think; he immediately guessed that these three were also demons.

Ah Hui chuckled dryly and started cooking, his hands and feet moving awkwardly.

Damn it, he must be destined to be with demons in this life, right...?

In Qingcheng, the tension was masked by laughter because of the silver ring. Meanwhile, in Shanghai, the same silver ring caused an irreversible accident.

Sure enough, early in the morning, the newly appointed director He Bingjun had just poked his head out of bed when he was startled by a dark figure standing in front of his bed.

"You're the newly appointed head of the human supernatural arts world?"

The person by the bed seemed to have their face obscured by a mist, but whether it was obscured or not, He Bingjun knew that this person who suddenly appeared in front of his bed seemed very angry.

"Who are you?" He Bingjun glanced at the locked doors and windows, his previously nonchalant demeanor instantly becoming alert.

A dark figure by the bed said, "I am Yama, the King of Hell. Yesterday, the gates of hell opened wide, and nearly 30,000 ghosts from my underworld disappeared in Qingcheng, the mortal realm..."