CHAPTER 34: CHAPTER 32 RECEIVING THE MISSION

Although the comment time was a long time ago, Lin Qianxuan didn’t feel that just because others couldn’t understand it, he would be able to.

Lin Qianxuan glanced at the publisher’s name, which consisted of only two words: [Long Shou].

Unless he remembered it wrong, the Otherworld Bureau used to be called the Dragon Group, and the head of the Dragon Group back then was called Long Shou.

Is this something left by the former boss?

Lin Qianxuan searched through the legitimate comments, most of which indicated confusion.

A few, however, provided somewhat credible analyses.

[Old Li: This technique model is too vast; theoretically, no one can fully perform it without sufficient spiritual power. However, if you were to single out some of the spiritual patterns within it, they are definitely worth learning.]

[Old Gao: It feels like the fundamental rules of the entire Spiritual Energy world are embedded in it. Long Shou indeed is a genius, way ahead of us by a hundred steps!]

[Old Wang (replying to Old Gao): After all, he was a prodigy of an era. Sadly, for us ordinary folks, we might, at best, learn a tiny fraction of it in our lifetime.]

...

Lin Qianxuan pondered.

He vaguely guessed what the content of this technique, selling for one point, might be about.

It seemed to be a senior’s phased achievement, directly summarized, packaged, and released.

And the senior didn’t care about fame or fortune, so he sold the entire thing for just one point.

Even though he felt he might not understand it either, Lin Qianxuan thought that perhaps spending a couple of points to download and admire the senior’s work would be worthwhile.

After all, selling for just one point, it was almost like giving it away.

It wouldn’t be a loss even if it was bought just for collection.

After browsing around the [Scripture Pavilion], Lin Qianxuan’s eyes moved to the [Treasure House Mall].

The items sold here were really diverse.

From handguns to planes and tanks, they were basically all for sale.

Of course, items that didn’t involve the Extraordinary Realm were generally not highly priced.

Even planes and tanks wouldn’t cost more than a hundred points.

The really expensive ones were those extraordinary items that had established connections with this world.

Some were also items directly brought by Transmigrators from the Otherworld.

Many of these extraordinary items naturally carried unique functions, such as a special material that could resist fire.

Within a few meters’ radius, ordinary flames couldn’t approach it at all.

And besides these special functions, they themselves could also act as a catalyst, deepening the user’s connection with the rules of another world.

For many of today’s transcedents, being able to connect with the Otherworld meant having an additional source of extraordinary power, or even, if they could transmigrate, an extra way to earn a living.

So even digging some soil from the Otherworld could be sold at a high price.

Fifty points per cubic meter, and there’s no shortage of demand.

From a certain perspective, its research value is higher than lunar soil.

Taking a look around, Lin Qianxuan genuinely felt his horizons broadened.

In the past, how could he have imagined that the world had such a side?

Calming himself a bit, Lin Qianxuan lay on the bed and opened up the [Task Panel].

There were also many tasks inside.

Some were investigation tasks, asking to investigate whether there were any anomalies in certain places.

Others were handling tasks, instructing transcendents to deal with things affected by Otherworld rules in certain places.

Most of these things that needed dealing were negative in influence.

For instance, mutant giant pythons, man-eating brambles, stones that constantly emit toxic pollution into water sources.

Seeing these rows of tasks, Lin Qianxuan could clearly sense that the authorities were somewhat overwhelmed.

Because under normal circumstances, these tasks are mainly for outside members and generally aren’t dangerous.

The really dangerous issues are usually handled by the official Otherworld Bureau agents themselves.

Yet, with so many tasks, many carrying certain dangers, it’s evident the current influence has become quite severe, with anomalies occurring everywhere, and they’re struggling to handle it all.

Lin Qianxuan noticed many of these tasks were quite far away, so he directly filtered to view only local tasks.

Instantly, 99% of the tasks vanished.

Though there were still quite a few, it wasn’t as overwhelming, leaving only the local anomalies in Longjiang City.

Many of these aren’t yet confirmed and haven’t caused significant harm.

The Longjiang City authorities, not wanting to waste manpower but still feeling the necessity to confirm, thus released these tasks, offering five to ten points for someone to check them out.

Don’t assume points aren’t valuable.

According to a previous post Lin Qianxuan saw, a point here has a value of at least 5000.

However, considering there’s a fair amount of risk and requires considerable expertise, this price is relatively official.

Lin Qianxuan reviewed dozens of tasks, all those indeterminate investigation tasks.

Relatively speaking, he actually wanted to find something that could let him stretch his muscles a bit more.

All this power with nowhere to exert it, not getting a chance to show off a bit, felt like a real waste.

Unfortunately, the internal regulations of the Otherworld Bureau prohibit displaying in front of ordinary people, and if the impact is too large, penalties will follow.

So, he could only exert a little effort in such tasks.

As he kept scrolling, Lin Qianxuan indeed found one.

An evil spirit had formed inside an abandoned middle school in Cangyu County, Longjiang City.

It lacked a physical form, was relatively hidden, could easily take shelter anywhere, and couldn’t be dealt with using firearms or other weapons. Because it was located in a remote area, it didn’t cause significant harm, only caused a passing ordinary person’s essence and spirit to be damaged, making them unconscious for a few days. The officials were temporarily unavailable to deal with such trivial matters and have currently only had the local transportation department close the road and conveniently issued a task.

The points given for this task are five, and there’s a tier suggestion for taking the task, which is [Yellow Rank Third Heaven].

Lin Qianxuan rubbed his chin, finding it surprising that this world indeed had such things. He somewhat wanted to take a stroll.

Just based on the description, he felt he shouldn’t be too afraid of this evil spirit.

After all, even to ordinary people, it only caused damage, couldn’t kill them in one attempt, let alone him.

His spiritual resistance could be said to be quite exaggerated, especially having gone through enhancements from the Dragon Bloodline, Sound Talismans, and [Dragon Heart].

Each was a more harsh upgrade than the last, apart from the data, there’s nothing else.

Moreover, Lin Qianxuan wanted to test whether his Water Control ability could inflict magic damage on the spirit body.

Unable to hold back his emotions, Lin Qianxuan immediately planned to set off.

He directly clicked to accept the task.

After accepting, Lin Qianxuan planned to set off.

He navigated the map route with his phone and, having a roughly clear direction, proceeded straight out the door.

Arriving downstairs in the neighborhood, he found an uninhabited alley, covered himself with mist, and rose directly into the air, quickly advancing toward his target.

He didn’t need to fly at full speed, and several times during the trip, he took out his phone to slightly confirm his direction, yet even so, he reached his destination in merely four minutes.

The abandoned middle school in Cangyu County.

This middle school has no residents around it, the road is mostly abandoned without traffic, and now has no-entry signs erected, with no one coming here.

Speaking of which, in recent years, due to the continuous decline in birth rates, the number of abandoned schools is indeed high.

Lin Qianxuan’s mind was filled with random thoughts as he was already above the abandoned school, and when he looked down, his expression turned somewhat peculiar.

Because he saw a young man wearing a yellow Eight Diagrams Daoist Robe, holding a Peach Wood Sword, being chased all over by a blackish blob.

Never mind saying it, the Daoist was quite agile, jumping as high as three to four floors at a time, occasionally throwing out glowing talismans that were quite attractive, though it seemed he couldn’t quite handle it?

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Mu Lizhi was a Daoist from Qianshan Daoist Temple, a certified type, twenty-one years old this year.

He was picked up by the old temple master from childhood, practiced Daoist skills, learned to draw talismans, conduct rituals, and the like.

In his twentieth year, the old temple master passed away, and the government felt their temple was somewhat outdated and dangerous, deciding to demolish it.

In fact, he was fairly clear that the government was mostly aiming to sell the land for building factories.

The overwhelming forces couldn’t be stopped, and he could only kowtow and apologize in front of the patriarch.

This very kowtow made the patriarch appear.

Goodness, a spiritual light was injected into his body by the patriarch, instantly making his physique strong enough to leap two meters high and lift a thousand pounds single-handedly.

Moreover, the patriarch could enchant the talismans he drew, making their effects exceptionally good.

With that, he transformed into a genuine Daoist Master.

The temple didn’t need to be demolished, incense thrived, and even the patriarch became more and more responsive under worship.

He also became a member of the country’s institution Otherworld Bureau.

Everything should have been smooth, and he should have lived his life like in a wish-fulfillment novel.

Who knew he got the idea of nurturing a ghost to assist him on a whim.

Yes, the very ghost chasing him now.

That day, he saw that the Otherworld Bureau had a task here, so he came to check it out. Upon arriving, he felt the yin energy was indeed strong, so he used an Eye-opening Talisman to take a look and found there was indeed a spirit body being nurtured here.

That was great, he remembered his master’s teachings included a Ghost Feeding Talisman.

However, this had some touches of the evil path. Even though it wasn’t a ghost in the conventional sense, he didn’t dare to make it known, didn’t take the task, and planned to sneak in, catch the ghost, and be done with it.

Who knew he misjudged. The school was originally built on a cemetery with extremely thick yin energy. After some time, the ghost doubled in strength, now far exceeding expectations and entirely different from the ghost initially seen.

The one he initially saw was just a nascent small spirit body, with enough human yang energy, likely dispersing it.

Only half a month passed, and it had become a hundred-year-old fierce ghost.

His means were almost entirely ineffective.

This time, he’s probably going down!

He’d only recently become temple master!

Does his life have to end like this?

"Why are visions of my life flashing before my eyes?" Mu Lizhi’s expression turned grim, throwing numerous Yellow Talismans from the talisman bag while shouting, "Get back! Don’t come near!"

The Yellow Talismans quickly turned into rays of light attacking the fierce ghost formed by the black yin energy, but were entirely ineffective. Almost all combusted and evaporated upon approach, dispelling a minuscule amount of yin energy at most, failing to subdue it, and irking it even further.

Whoosh~!

The yin wind swept over Mu Lizhi’s head, directly creating a groove deep enough into the concrete wall.

The hat on Mu Lizhi’s head lost half its top, and terrified, he tumbled down from the third-floor window.

Agile, he quickly headed toward the school entrance, leaping over various flower beds along the way.

However fast he was, the black mist behind him was faster.

The black mist moved virtually unhindered through obstacles like flower beds and trees, arriving behind Mu Lizhi, manifesting a scarred hand reaching out at him.

Mu Lizhi also sensed the cold behind, reaching for the talisman bag at his waist, discovering it empty, feeling despair, he cried loudly, "Patriarch, save me!"

Bang~!

A loud noise accompanied by a massive shockwave flung Mu Lizhi out directly; fortunately, the main target wasn’t him, given his physique, he wasn’t injured.

After landing, he quickly sat up and glanced back, seeing that the evil spirit had disappeared, along with parts of the concrete ground and flower beds along the way, leaving only a ravine several dozen meters long and more than half a meter deep.