In the conference room, everyone else was already seated. When Rong Jiaojiao entered, Leng Muya raised her hand to gesture to her: "Jiaojiao, come and sit down."
Rong Jiaojiao sat down as instructed, and Leng Muya asked, "Jiaojiao, can Ziling see whether someone's soul has been possessed by a demonic spirit?"
Rong Jiaojiao nodded: "Yes, Senior Uncle. When Ziling broke through to the second tier last time, she awakened her talent, 'Eye of Insight'."
"Alright, I'll assign you a task."
Rong Jiaojiao immediately sat up straight: "Senior Uncle, please give your instructions."
Leng Muya pointed at Zhang Zekai and said, "Zhang Zekai is an expert on Haishi. From today onwards, let him take you and Ziling around Haishi to see if you can find any hidden demon spirits."
Rong Jiaojiao was taken aback upon hearing this, but then she understood—Master Leng wanted to use Zi Ling's abilities to investigate any demonic spirits that might be lurking in Hai City!
"Disciple understands!" she solemnly replied, turning to Zhang Zekai, "Senior Brother Zhang, I'll be troubling you from now on."
Zhang Zekai raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly: "Junior Sister Rong, you're too kind. This is just my duty."
Leng Muya then took out two more jade talismans and gave them to the two of them: "These are communication jade talismans. If you find anything unusual, alert them immediately. Remember, do not fight demonic spirits above the Mage level head-on. Prioritize your own safety."
The two stood up and accepted the jade talisman: "Thank you, Senior Uncle!"
"Thank you, team leader!"
Leng Muya waved her hand: "You may set off!"
"yes."
Once outside, Zhang Zekai said, "Let's start by checking the area around here, and then gradually expand our search outwards."
Rong Jiaojiao had no objections and walked towards the bustling street, holding Zi Ling, who had transformed into a kitten. She seemed to be strolling around, but in reality, she was secretly observing the passersby.
Zi Ling's eyes glowed with a faint purple light, a sign that the "Eye of Insight" had been activated.
Half a day passed, and Zi Ling hadn't found anything. Zhang Zekai lowered his voice and asked, "How is it? How long can Zi Ling hold on?"
Rong Jiaojiao asked Ziling, and she learned that activating the Eye of Truth doesn't require much spiritual power and can be maintained for a day without any problem.
"One day."
"That's perfect, then we can get a good rest tonight."
It was lunchtime, and they were at a crossroads with many people coming and going.
At this moment, Zi Ling wrinkled her little nose: "Three people have faint demonic energy on them, but it is very weak. They must have come into contact with items contaminated by demonic energy."
Rong Jiaojiao looked in the direction indicated and found that there were three people wearing the same work clothes.
Rong Jiaojiao sent a telepathic message to Zhang Zekai, preparing to follow them.
Zhang Zekai nodded, and just as they were about to follow, Zi Ling suddenly bristled: "Wait, Master. That man in the black Zhongshan suit...something's not right!"
Rong Jiaojiao's heart tightened as she saw a tall man walking into a state-run restaurant not far away.
Even though they were separated by the crowd, she could sense a faint, chilling aura emanating from the other person.
"His soul... has been corrupted!" Zi Ling transmitted her voice. "It's not possession, but the aura of a demonic spirit lingers in his soul; he must be coexisting with a demonic spirit!"
Rong Jiaojiao asked, "Why is it 'should'? Can't you tell the difference?"
Zi Ling said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Master, Zi Ling's strength is too poor, I can't tell the difference from a distance."
Rong Jiaojiao patted its head: "This is not Ziling's fault, you are already very capable."
Zi Ling nuzzled her head affectionately against Rong Jiaojiao's palm, and Rong Jiaojiao relayed Zi Ling's words to Zhang Zekai.
Zhang Zekai's eyes sharpened, and he immediately replied telepathically, "Don't alert them yet, let's follow them and see."
Rong Jiaojiao grabbed him and whispered to him, "The aura on our bodies is different from that of ordinary people. He will notice as soon as we get close."
Zhang Zekai replied telepathically, "I know, but the demon spirit should be very confident. It didn't try to possess anyone, so we can't find it. Let's just pretend we went to eat and didn't find it."
The two men pretended to be ordinary diners and followed the man in the black Zhongshan suit into the state-run restaurant.
It was lunchtime, and the restaurant was bustling with noise, with waiters calling out to customers and guests talking all around.
The man in the black Mao suit chose a corner seat, while Rong Jiaojiao and Zhang Zekai sat diagonally opposite him.
Zi Ling nestled in Rong Jiaojiao's arms, but her eyes remained fixed on that direction.
Zhang Zekai looked at the small sign listing today's menu and asked Rong Jiaojiao, "What would you like to eat, little sister?"
When Rong Jiaojiao saw that there were seafood dumplings, she ordered a serving, and Zhang Zekai also ordered a serving.
Zi Ling appeared to be sleeping with her eyes half-closed, but she was actually communicating with Rong Jiaojiao through their spiritual senses.
“Master, this person’s demonic spirit is not strong, only one level higher than yours.”
They were eating when, not long after, a middle-aged man in blue overalls walked in and sat down opposite the man in the black Zhongshan suit.
The two deliberately lowered their voices during their conversation, so as not to alert the other party. In the noisy restaurant, it was impossible to hear what they were saying without using their divine sense.
Zi Ling suddenly tensed up: "Master! That newcomer... he also has a demonic mark within him!"
Rong Jiaojiao lowered her head and asked, "What is a demonic mark?"
"It's the mark of being controlled by a demonic spirit; he's like a puppet of the man in the black Zhongshan suit."
Rong Jiaojiao frowned: "What would a demon spirit do, controlling a mortal?"
Just as they were talking, the man in the Zhongshan suit left.
As he walked out the door, Zhang Zekai wanted to stand up and follow him, but Rong Jiaojiao quickly sent him a telepathic message: "Don't rush, Ziling will be able to find him. If we follow too closely, we'll alert it."
It's daytime, and if the demons find out they've been discovered, they could very well harm ordinary people.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zekai sat down again, tapping his fingers lightly on the table—their agreed-upon code: "Understood."
Rong Jiaojiao ate her dumplings slowly and deliberately while keeping an eye on the man in blue overalls.
After finishing his meal, the man left the restaurant as if nothing had happened.
"Zi Ling, can I leave a tracking mark on him?" Rong Jiaojiao asked in her mind.
Zi Ling's little paw twitched slightly: "I've already left it, Master. I can sense it as long as it's within a ten-mile radius."
Rong Jiaojiao nodded, and she and Zhang Zekai simultaneously sped up their dumpling-eating.
Once outside, Zhang Zekai lowered his voice and said, "Follow the guy in blue overalls first; he shouldn't be able to spot us."
The two walked out of the restaurant, and Zi Ling pointed out the direction: "He went east, not very fast."
Rong Jiaojiao and Zhang Zekai maintained a safe distance, following the man in blue overalls at a distance.
After walking through several streets, the man turned into a quiet alley.
"Be careful, it might be a trap." Zhang Zekai pulled Rong Jiaojiao back, took out a small paper doll, and sent it to investigate first.
Zhang Zekai chanted a spell, and the little paper figure nimbly slipped into the alleyway, returning a moment later to tremble gently in Zhang Zekai's palm.
“He’s the only one in the alley, opening an iron gate.” Zhang Zekai frowned slightly after deciphering the information on the paper figure. “It’s probably his residence.”
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