The faint sound of iron chains dragging against the ground echoed in the air.
Moments later, a yin messenger appeared, clad in a black robe with a hood pulled over his head.
In his hands, he held the Soul-locking Chain used for soul hooking.
“What is the matter?”
His hoarse voice grated like sandpaper rubbing back and forth against glass.
Zhu Chun’an handed over the talisman paper sealing the fierce ghost along with his work ID, explaining the situation.
“The fierce ghost involved in this case has been brought to justice.
I will have to trouble you to investigate the details further, Sir.
Thank you for your hard work.”
The yin messenger accepted the talisman paper.
With a pinch of his fingers, Lan Ying’s soul materialized out of thin air and collapsed onto the ground.
Before she could attempt to flee, the yin messenger’s Soul-locking Chain bound her securely.
“Hmph, behave yourself!”
With that, he tugged the Soul-locking Chain and dragged Lan Ying into the Ghost Gate.
Her shrill, bloodcurdling screams faded as the Ghost Gate sealed shut behind them.
Meanwhile…
A terrifying supernatural event was also unfolding in Dorm 4021.
This all started with our female lead, Lei Yating.
What Lei Yating had experienced today was far more exciting than her entire past life of over thirty years.
From time to time, she opened the Heavenly Court Immortals Group to lurk and read the Immortals’ conversations, scrutinizing every single word and rereading them multiple times.
She realized that Immortals were no different from normal people.
They lacked the aloof, unapproachable, and awe-inspiring aura she had imagined.
They would spam the group chat, crack dirty jokes, complain about their superiors to their peers, and slack off at work.
Their struggles mirrored those of many young working professionals, which made Lei Yating find them exceptionally real and amusing.
For instance, Taiqing the Lord of Tao and Virtue was overly doting on his younger brothers and loved playing the peacemaker.
Shangqing Lingbao Heavenly Venerate was obsessed with fluffy things and had a habit of picking up small animals to take home as disciples.
Then there was Yuqing Primordial Heavenly Venerable.
He turned out to be a tsundere who had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and he was fiercely protective of his younger brother yet harbored germaphobic tendencies.
Disliking his brother’s constant obsession with fluffy creatures, he would bash the disciples’ lineages by claiming that demons were nothing more than hairy, horned beasts born from moisture or eggs.
Whenever these two Heavenly Venerables disagreed, they would bicker in the group chat, leaving the other Immortals shivering in fear.
Watching these Immortals expose each other’s embarrassing secrets, Lei Yating couldn’t wipe the fond, aunt-like smile off her face.
Her only regret was that after the three red packets distributed earlier that day, the Immortals hadn’t sent any more.
Just as the thought crossed her mind, another Immortal spoke up in the group.
[Sacred Radiant General]: Guard duty is so boring.
The food in the Heavenly Court is bland and unpalatable, and I almost dozed off just now.
Do any of my fellow Immortal colleagues have some snacks to pass the time?
Who was this Immortal?
Lei Yating was clueless, but the title sounded incredibly badass.
[True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao]: Why did you change your nickname again, Nezha?
Last time it was Master Tongtian, and the time before that it was Three Altar Sea Assembly God.
N-Nezha?!
The famous, one-and-only little Nezha?
Lei Yating rubbed her eyes and looked closely, ensuring she hadn’t misread the name.
[Sacred Radiant General]: I’m just bored.
The Heavenly Court is getting duller by the day.
I have to entertain myself by changing nicknames and playing dress-up.
Sigh…
Oh, right!
Second Brother, I heard there’s an abundance of food in the human realm, including something called the Eight Great Cuisines.
I remember you often roam the mortal world—have you heard of them?
Next time you go down, could you bring some up for me?
[True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao]: That puts me in a difficult position.
Nowadays, the Heavenly Court rarely interacts with the human realm.
I haven’t descended to the mortal world in many years.
As they chatted, Nezha listed a few more items he wanted to try.
Lei Yating was worried that if she lurked for too long, she might be kicked out of the group.
It would be better to take the initiative and build good relations with these Immortals.
Since Nezha happened to be craving snacks, why not use the excuse of engaging in Cultivation in the human realm to send him some?
After deliberating for quite a while, she finally spoke up.
As expected, she successfully won Nezha’s favor.
[Sacred Radiant General]: I’ve heard the human realm is heavily polluted and Spiritual Energy is extremely thin.
It’s been a long time since any Cultivator survived a Heavenly Tribulation to achieve Ascension.
It truly isn’t easy for you, fellow Daoist, to cultivate to such a realm in the mortal world.
I can’t let you make a trip for nothing.
I happen to have some trinkets on hand.
If you don’t mind, take a look at them.
Perhaps they will aid your Cultivation.
With that, the enthusiastic and cheerful Nezha sent Lei Yating an exclusive red packet.
Lei Yating accepted it and immediately ran out to raid the supermarket.
She packed a massive, exclusive red packet full of snacks for Nezha in return.
Spicy gluten, potato chips, jelly cups, sodas—she grabbed one of everything.
Not only that, but she also made a trip to a nearby restaurant and ordered a table full of their signature dishes, spending three to four thousand yuan in one go.
Although it pained her wallet, the payoff was tremendous.
Nezha remarked that human food contained a lot of impure qi and shouldn’t be consumed in excess, but he admitted the flavors were far superior to the bland dishes of the Heavenly Court.
He even asked Lei Yating to bring him more if she ever had the chance.
The two had a pleasant chat, and the other Immortals soon joined in, casually chatting away.
Seeing this, Lei Yating felt a sweet sense of satisfaction.
The web novels hadn’t lied to her.
Good food truly was the ultimate icebreaker for foodies.
Having successfully buttered up Nezha, Lei Yating finally had time to check the exclusive red packet he had sent her.
Inside was a Red Silk, supposedly a piece Nezha crafted back when he was learning Artifact Refining.
While it was nothing special in the Heavenly Court, it was an incredibly useful Magic Artifact in the human realm.
Aside from the Red Silk, there were twenty-five talismans.
Some caused bad luck, some were for Disguise, and some could temporarily open the Heavenly Eye to see ghosts…
Only three contained Spiritual Power to aid in Cultivation.
“Tsk, tsk.
So the Third Prince still has the mindset of a child.”
Looking at this collection of talismans, weren’t they mostly just for playing pranks?
Lei Yating didn’t mess with the talismans but carefully tucked them away.
Sitting on her top bunk, she began to meditate and practice her breathing according to the contents of the Jade Scroll.
Bai Xiaoxiao scoffed when she saw this.
“What, are you planning to become a Daoist Nun?”
Bai Xiaoxiao thought her meditation posture looked decent enough, but she was clearly just putting on an act!
Lei Yating rolled her eyes and fired back.
Her relationship with Bai Xiaoxiao was incredibly strained, but she couldn’t be bothered to mend it—much less subject herself to any grievances in the process.
“It’s terrifying to be uneducated.
A female Daoist is called a Kun Dao or a female Taoist.”
Furious at being called uncultured, Bai Xiaoxiao slammed the toners and lotions in her makeup organizer, making a CLATTERING racket.
She felt incredibly irritated; the starter set of Immortal Water she had bought for six or seven hundred yuan somehow seemed inferior to that unbranded bottle Lei Yating was using!
Lei Yating was currently desperate to verify whether she could engage in Cultivation and couldn’t be bothered to bicker with Bai Xiaoxiao.
She had tested her Spirit Root and found that while her talent wasn’t exceptional, it wasn’t terrible either.
After meditating for barely over ten minutes, she successfully entered a state of deep tranquility.
Even though nature’s spiritual energy was thin and it was difficult for mortals to undergo Cultivation, the red packet Nezha sent contained three Spiritual Energy Talismans to aid her.
These talismans were brimming with dense Spiritual Energy, allowing her to easily refine a wisp of Primordial Qi.
To creatures of the yin, Primordial Qi was a rare delicacy.
Sitting on the bottom bunk and lying in wait, the morgue boss and the mute female ghost caught the scent, their throats bobbing heavily.
“Smells so good!”
The young man uncontrollably climbed up toward Lei Yating’s bunk and leaned in to take a sniff, a flash of crimson glinting in his pitch-black eyes.
He wanted to devour it!
The Primordial Qi refined by ordinary Daoists smelled good, but it was absolutely never this delicious.
A strict hierarchy existed among ghosts.
Since the young man hadn’t taken a bite of Lei Yating yet, the mute female ghost could only watch pitifully from the sidelines.
If she dared to touch his food, she would likely trigger his ferocious nature and be devoured herself.
“It’s been so long since I smelled something this fragrant.”