Yin Yang hummed a tune as he turned on the television, listening to the news while misting the flowers.
“Boss.”
The shop door was pushed open from the outside, and the girl who had previously bought flowers for the director walked in.
She seemed downcast, her voice slightly raspy as if she had been crying.
“Oh, it’s you. What’s wrong? You don’t look very happy.”
The girl pulled over a low stool and sat down, her expression hesitant.
“Our department director is dead.”
“Huh?”
Yin Yang’s tone was surprised. He set down the small spray bottle.
“An accident?”
“Murder.”
The girl rested her face in her hands, her gaze somewhat lost.
“No one else in our department knows the news yet.”
Yin Yang went to the cat tree and pulled out a tin of cat food.
“If your colleagues don’t know, how do you?”
“I... I heard it from my dad.”
Yin Yang nodded. She was well-connected; there was no shame in that.
The girl sighed.
“Our department director always took good care of me. He’d stand up for me whenever we had difficult patients.”
“He even gave me the opportunity during the last professional title evaluation. That’s why I wanted to buy him a bouquet to thank him.”
“But I never expected such a good person would just die.”
Yin Yang nodded in agreement, then listened as she continued.
“But my dad told me that Director Li wasn’t a good person. He performed human organ transplants on the black market and was even involved in organ trafficking.”
“How is that possible? Director Li was clearly a good man. How could he be involved in things like that?”
“Do you think he’s being framed? Because Director Li is dead, they’re just throwing all the filth onto him.”
The girl looked up, her expression filled with confusion.
Yin Yang shook his head.
“I really wouldn’t know. After all, I never met your director, so I don’t know what kind of person he was.”
“But you said your director was good to you. Was he like that with everyone else?”
The girl thought for a moment, her expression becoming more uncertain.
Yin Yang continued watering the flowers.
“If I’m not mistaken, your father or mother must be a powerful figure here in Meng City. A bureau chief, perhaps?”
The girl gasped and covered her mouth.
“H-how did you know?”
Yin Yang shrugged.
“You might as well have told me outright. With a personality that can’t hide anything like yours, it’s easy for people to see right through you.”
“So it’s not surprising your director knew your identity. Knowing who you were, he naturally took extra care of you, which gave you an illusion.”
“‘He’s good to me, so he’s a good person.’”
“‘How could a good person do bad things? Therefore, anyone saying he did bad things must be framing him.’”
Yin Yang picked up a pair of shears and began pruning a branch.
“But all of that was simply what he wanted you to see.”
The girl’s eyes widened further.
“Y-you’re saying exactly what my dad said!”
Yin Yang set down the shears and wove the pruned flower stems into a wreath, placing it on the girl’s head.
“It’s not that I’m saying the same thing as your father, but rather that we’re looking at it more objectively from outside the circle.”
“This wreath is for you. Cheer up. People always have to look forward, don’t they?”
The girl looked up at Yin Yang. The sunlight outside was just right, softly draping over Yin Yang’s shoulders like a golden veil.
Feeling her face grow hot, the girl quickly stood up.
“T-thank you, Boss. I have things to do, I’ll be going now.”
“Goodbye.”
Yin Yang waved with a smile, then turned to open the cat food, adding some nutritional supplements to it.
Canned Food was smart and a picky eater, which cost Yin Yang quite a bit of effort.
The girl stood behind him watching for a while, only snapping out of it when Yin Yang turned back in confusion. She hurriedly hurried out of the shop.
...
At night.
Yin Yang sat cross-legged on the floor, with six white candles neatly arranged around him.
Incantations were drawn beneath the candles.
“Phew...”
He exhaled slowly, his expression solemn.
“It’s time to awaken our new partner.”
The blade-wielding ghost shouldered its zhanmadao and grinned.
Natural transcendent!
Such people were born as transcendents and only needed a catalyst to awaken and become Sequence 9.
Yin Yang was one of them, and the blade-wielding ghost was the first ability he had awakened.
Back then, after his internal organs had been hollowed out, his shell had been sent to the crematorium.
Just as he was about to be pushed in, the blade-wielding ghost had awakened.
The ghost and its blade had forcibly carved a path out for Yin Yang, then carried him on its back for a long time until Yin Yang met that person and struck a deal.
It had stayed by Yin Yang’s side ever since, watching him become a transcendent and watching him slowly recover his natural transcendent abilities.
It wasn’t until thirteen years later that Yin Yang had enough strength to awaken the second ghost, the lantern-carrying ghost!
Two more years passed, and Yin Yang became a Sequence 8. Having successfully retrieved his Gall, his natural transcendent abilities had recovered significantly, finally allowing him to awaken the third ghost!
Boom!
The six candles ignited spontaneously, illuminating the incantations on the floor.
A mysterious and profound spiritual energy surged around Yin Yang. The blade-wielding ghost and lantern-carrying ghost stood guard on either side, not daring to be careless.
Boom!
The light from the candles gradually changed, becoming crimson as blood.
“Awaken!”
Yin Yang let out a low growl. The spiritual energy in his body was instantly drained. Tendrils of black mist seeped out from the wound on his abdomen, twisting and restructuring.
“Awaken!!”
Yin Yang spoke again. The black shadow grew larger, gradually taking on a blurry humanoid shape.
“Awaken!!!”
By the final shout, Yin Yang was nearly roaring.
The blade-wielding ghost and lantern-carrying ghost acted simultaneously, releasing waves of black mist that merged into the shadow.
Buzz~
Two crimson ghost eyes appeared on the shadow’s face. It solidified bit by bit until it became a well-proportioned ghost with long, slender arms.
Boom!!!
The flames on the six candles burned rapidly, then flew out to form a flaming greatbow behind the ghost’s back!
More fire merged into its hair, dyeing it a vibrant red.
In just a few seconds, only a pool of melted wax remained on the floor.
Yin Yang stood up weakly, looking at his new partner.
The Red-Haired Ghost!
...
In the Command Center.
“Give us an explanation!!!”
“Give Meng City an explanation!!!”
Thousands of people surrounded the Command Center. As a man raised his arm, the others shouted in unison.
Hundreds of security officers were fully armed, staring intently at the crowd before them.
Inside the building, Su Baadao sneered.
“Just a few small fry. If you’re the only ones who show up, I’m going to be very disappointed.”
“Come on, everyone come out.”
“Let me take you all down before I leave Meng City!”
His expression was arrogant, as if the protesters outside were nothing more than toys.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Come in!”
The secretary pushed open the door and said respectfully.
“Mr. Su, people from above have arrived to collect the Demigod's Skull.”
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