I Can Devour Spirits

Beside the forest by the official road, there was a Mountain God Temple with a damaged corner.

This temple was only slightly larger than a tombstone, with no internal space, only allowing for incense offerings and tribute placement.

Xiong Yi’s figure paused in the night and then stopped in front of the temple. He looked down and noticed a newly lit incense stick in front of the temple, the incense tip flickering as a dim red dot in the night.

He coughed and said, ”It’s me. Come out.”

Then, a figure emerged from behind the shadowy Mountain God Temple.

It was a slender figure, and as soon as they came out, they asked, ”Is it clean behind you? No tail following you, right?”

Xiong Yi chuckled hoarsely and said, ”Can’t you tell if there’s a tail or not?”

This person became his contact precisely because he had mastered the skill of pinpointing sounds. In silence, within a hundred paces, any rustling sound could hardly escape his ears.

Unfortunately, within a hundred paces was the range Duan Rong’s Divine Sense covered when he reached the Second Layer of the Fetal Concealment Scripture. Now, he had attained the Eleventh Layer of the Fetal Concealment Scripture, even though he hadn’t fully expanded his Divine Sense, it far exceeded a hundred paces.

The person said, ”If I had heard anyone, I wouldn’t have come out at all.”

After saying this, he paused slightly, then looked at the shadow in front of him and asked, ”Didn’t I tell you last time, don’t contact me proactively unless it’s a major issue? What’s going on with you? It’s only been a few days?”

Xiong Yi sighed and said, ”I know.”

The person said, ”After going to great lengths, we finally set up a situation to get you close to Tang Wanhong. What if he discovers you sneaking out so late at night?”

Xiong Yi said, ”He won’t find out. He’s back in the city, meeting with Shen Yanliu.”

”Oh?” There was evidently a change in the person’s voice. ”What happened?”

Xiong Yi said, ”At night, someone broke into the garden. They probably spied on something.”

”Someone broke into the garden?”

”Yes.”

”Who was it?”

”Don’t know.” Xiong Yi said, ”I suspect it’s someone from the Filthy Blood Sect.”

”Someone from the Filthy Blood Sect?”

”Yes!”

Then Xiong Yi described to the person in front of him the sensation of instantly falling into a Different Space, in far more detail than he had told Tang Wanhong.

The person was silent for a moment, then said, ”Alright. I understand. I will inform the higher-ups about this. They will find someone to investigate. You don’t need to worry about it anymore.”

”Okay,” Xiong Yi said.

The person asked, ”Where is Tang Wanhong’s list hidden? Any leads?”

”Not yet,” Xiong Yi said, ”but I feel he already trusts me a lot. Give me some more time, and I should be able to find it.”

”Good. This matter is of great significance, be careful.”

”I know!”

The person suddenly turned around, snuffed out the half-burnt incense in the incense burner, and then his figure leapt, disappearing into the pitch-black night.

Duan Rong, hiding behind a large tree, was shaken.

He had always thought that Xiong Yi was Tang Wanhong’s man, but listening to their conversation, it turned out that Xiong Yi was a pawn they had placed next to Tang Wanhong.

It was for that list in Tang Wanhong’s hand.

Duan Rong was almost certain that the so-called list must be related to various sordid dealings within the Shen Garden.

”It seems the waters in that garden run pretty deep!”

Duan Rong had already decided that he and Xiao Yu would leave the garden first thing in the morning. He had no need to wade into these murky waters. These people were investigating the Shen Garden’s dealings through Tang Wanhong, clearly targeting Shen Yanliu behind the scenes.

Behind this might be the Ruyang Prefecture’s political vortex. As an outsider, why should he meddle in this mess? Best to make a swift exit!