"I have plenty of magical artifacts," Wan Jiao said without even glancing at the two of them.
After she finished speaking, she pulled out eight ninth-grade magic artifacts from her canvas bag and placed them in the eight directions of the Bagua.
Finally, she took out her suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) and glanced at Xiao Lejin, who was standing not far away. "It's time to go back."
Xiao Lejin smiled sweetly, "Okay~".
Suddenly, the adorable little girl, Xiao Lejin, transformed into a beam of light and disappeared into the suona in Wan Jiao's hand.
"So that little girl was the spirit of the suona," Old Cui exclaimed in surprise.
President Lan looked astonished. "That doll is a spirit?"
Old Cui rolled his eyes. "You haven't even looked at her closely since you arrived, have you?"
President Lan stroked his beard: "Sigh, we've been found out."
The two old men had known each other for nearly a century. How could Old Cui not know Chairman Lan better? He immediately laughed and sarcastically remarked to Chairman Lan, "Old Lan, you really are getting old. You can't even recognize a spirit artifact anymore!"
President Lan was very angry and wanted to argue back.
But damn it, there was no way to refute it. Since he arrived, his attention had been focused on the Seven Absolute Spirits and Wan Jiao, and he hadn't paid any attention to the little girl.
"I can't be bothered with you." After saying that, President Lan turned her face away from Old Cui and focused on Wan Jiao.
At this moment, Wan Jiao had already started playing the suona.
As she played the suona, she continuously channeled her spiritual power into the formation through the instrument.
As the formation took effect under the abundant spiritual energy, the thousand-year-old ice coffin shattered. The Seven Absolute Spirit Body was about to absorb everything, but the remaining soul fragments floated out of the body.
Wan Jiao changed to holding the suona in one hand and drawing talismans with the other to help them pass on to the afterlife. After the ritual was completed, she busied herself with forming hand seals and opening the gates of hell.
The arrival of the Black and White Impermanence was marked by their solemn expressions as they greeted Wan Jiao upon seeing the scene before her, saying, "Master Wan."
Wan Jiao was playing the suona and couldn't respond, so she used her free hand to write in the air with her spiritual power: "Thank you for making this trip, gentlemen."
The two impermanent figures, Black and White Impermanence, bowed respectfully to each other, saying, "This is our duty, Master Wan, there's no need for you to be so polite."
Black and White Impermanence are also prominent figures in the underworld, being the two most trusted confidants of the King of the Underworld, and their strength is extraordinary.
Although 999 pairs of young boys and girls are a lot, and ordinary ghost messengers might take a lot of time, for the Black and White Impermanence, it's just a matter of an incense stick burning.
After sending those souls to the underworld, they all bowed to Wan Jiao again, saying, "Master Wan, farewell."
Wan Jiao responded by writing in the void with her spiritual power: Thank you both for your hard work.
After the Black and White Impermanence left, the Gate of Hell closed.
The Seven Absolute Spiritual Body completely vanished as Wan Jiao once again poured a large amount of spiritual power into the formation.
Old Cui, Chairman Lan, and Amber, who had been watching Wan Jiao the whole time, were all stunned.
The spiritual energy in the world was scarce, yet Wan Jiao was able to continuously channel her own spiritual power into the formation through the suona horn, simultaneously supporting the formation, guiding the souls of the dead, and opening the gates of hell… However, this was not the most fatal flaw. The most fatal flaw was the respectful attitude of the Black and White Impermanence towards Wan Jiao.
Normally, when a sorcerer opens the gates of hell to send a soul to the underworld, even the ghost messengers must treat them with utmost respect, let alone the Black and White Impermanence. For Wan Jiao to receive such "special treatment" from them is truly remarkable.
…
Wan Jiao destroyed the Seven Absolute Spiritual Bodies, put the ninth-grade magic artifacts back into the canvas bag, and removed the barrier. Then, Elder Cui and the others rushed forward.
Old Master Cui: "Wan'er, where did you get so many ninth-grade magic artifacts?"
Wan Jiao said calmly, "It was passed down from our ancestor."
Upon hearing this, Old Cui was so envious he almost cried.
Although I am quite old, I would like to join Nanshan Temple now. I wonder if it is too late?
President Lan: "Miss Wan, you're so young and you already have connections with big shots in the underworld, that's impressive."
Wan Jiao stated, "I don't know any big shots in the underworld, and we have no connection whatsoever."
"Why are the Black and White Impermanence so respectful to you?" Chairman Lan was taken aback.
Wan Jiao thought about it carefully and replied, "Maybe it's because I'm strong."
President Lan: "..."
The answer was clearly wrong, but for some reason, he subconsciously believed it.
Amber, Elder Cui, and Chairman Lan all have different focuses.
His only worry now is that a small organization like the Special Security Bureau won't be able to retain Wan Jiao, the strongest figure in the world of metaphysics.
He looked at Wan Jiao, hesitated for a long time, and then tentatively asked in a low voice, "Wan Jiao, would you be willing to be the director of the Special Security Bureau headquarters?"
Wan Jiao was numb.
She? As the bureau chief? Are you kidding me?
All she wanted was to steadily promote and develop Nanshan Temple, give birth to an heir, and then smoothly accumulate enough merit to ascend to immortality.
"Director An, I just want to earn some bonuses, I don't want to be the director, so please don't make things difficult for me."
Amber: "..."
Old Cui: "..."
President Lan: "..."
…
Afterwards, Wan Jiao used a teleportation talisman to send Elder Cui, Chairman Lan, and Amber back to the capital city.
When she walked out of the Ghost Cave, she saw Qi Mingyu and his group of five people gathered together with particularly grim expressions.
"What happened?" Wan Jiao asked before she even arrived.
Lin Yi looked at Wan Jiao, who was walking quickly toward them, her eyes red. Her voice choked up several times before she finally managed to finish a sentence.
"Captain, there are no living people left here. Only a very few people have a body left; most of them are in pieces and cannot be pieced together."
As soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, Qi Mingyu took over and said to Wan Jiao, "Captain, what's even more troublesome is that the souls of all the victims have disappeared."
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