“Blew up with her? Are you saying you and I?”
After hearing the suit-wearing Devil Naer’s suggestion, the Sacrificial Demon glanced at him, then spoke mockingly:
“With our strength, even after receiving the Lord’s power, even if we defeat that Exorcist, we won’t live long. We’ll soon explode and die.”
“What else can we do?!”
Naer said angrily, “If we don’t get rid of that damned woman, we can forget about ever sacrificing fresh humans to the Lord.”
“Don’t rush, Naer. Let me think.”
The Sacrificial Demon also understood his companion’s temperament—typical arrogance and recklessness, easily flustered when things go wrong.
Honestly, if the other Devils in their faction hadn’t already been wiped out by that Bai Shuanglian, he actually wouldn’t have wanted to use this guy.
But there was no choice.
Their faction had fallen to this state, and even if Naer was a complete idiot, they had to make use of him.
The Sacrificial Demon pondered in silence.
Naer didn’t rush to disturb him, instead pulling out his phone to chat with the heavily made-up middle-aged woman he’d been flirting with.
As he was chatting with ‘Miss Wang’, asking for more help, he heard the Sacrificial Demon speak:
“By the way, Naer, I remember you said before that the woman you bewitched had a faint spiritual aura on her?”
Naer paused, ignoring Miss Wang’s reply, then nodded.
“Yeah, I felt it when I first met her, but it didn’t seem to belong to her. It was more like she’d been exposed to something for a long time and absorbed it over time. So I didn’t pay much attention.”
At these words, a hint of joy appeared on the Sacrificial Demon’s face.
“In that case, we can…”
***
“Today is another day full of hope!”
At seven in the morning in the Human Realm, the Underworld’s sky remained gray as ever, unchanged.
But it didn’t affect Ling Xiaoyou’s mood at all.
At this moment, she felt both joyful and expectant. After all, today she was going to learn new spells from Sister Ling.
And it was a spell she could use to counterattack Bai Shuanglian!
How could she not feel happy and excited?
She was so worked up, she felt like a child about to go on a trip and couldn’t sleep all night.
Her mind kept imagining how to make Bai Shuanglian pay double after she got her revenge.
It wasn’t until the alarm rang that Ling Xiaoyou belatedly realized it was already morning.
Since it was already morning, Ling Xiaoyou decided not to bother going back to sleep.
After all, ghosts didn’t need sleep.
She put on a pink dress and round-toed leather shoes, then left the house, heading straight for the Ghostly Grievance Department.
Today, Ling Xiaoyou didn’t run into Lin Ruhua on her way out, so she was probably resting at home.
After all, even if Lin Ruhua was the landlord here, she only cleaned the corridor at fixed times.
She wasn’t a ghost bound by obsession, so she couldn’t possibly be sweeping all day.
Going downstairs and leaving the complex, Ling Xiaoyou walked through the ever-bustling, never-resting Ghost Street and entered the Ghostly Grievance Department.
Because it was early morning in the Human Realm—a time for ghosts to rest—there were hardly any ghosts working.
At most, a few agent ghosts were handling affairs, making the interior feel empty.
“Xiaoyou, you’re here.”
Wang Mingji stood up from her desk, stretching her tall, mature figure.
Ling Xiaoyou discreetly glanced at Wang Mingji’s chest, then lowered her own small head to look at herself.
Hmm, she could clearly see the red leather shoes and the pair of white-socked feet she wore today.
Instantly, a strong sense of defeat welled up, making Ling Xiaoyou look at Wang Mingji’s great figure with envy.
Noticing Ling Xiaoyou’s envious gaze, Wang Mingji seemed to understand.
She walked over, ruffled Ling Xiaoyou’s hair, and comforted her.
“It’s okay, Xiaoyou. When you grow up, you can be like me too.”
“…I’m not jealous at all!”
Ling Xiaoyou was silent for a moment, then shook her head stubbornly.
Still, even though she said that, she felt a bit consoled by Wang Mingji’s words.
She just didn’t know if ghosts could still grow.
Maybe?
They definitely could!
Wang Mingji smiled.
Having worked together for so long, she understood this girl’s stubbornness and didn’t continue the topic.
Instead, she changed the subject.
“Come on, Xiaoyou. Sister Hong has been waiting for you in the office.”
“Eh? Sister Ling didn’t go home all night?”
At this, Ling Xiaoyou froze.
She didn’t expect Hong Lingyan, who never liked staying at her desk, to remain in the office for so long.
Was she waiting for her to teach her new spells?
Wang Mingji seemed to read Ling Xiaoyou’s thoughts.
“Partly to wait for you. The other reason…”
She paused, leading Ling Xiaoyou upstairs, her expression becoming strange.
“You’ll know when you get there.”
“Eh, Miss Wang, why are you being so mysterious!”
Ling Xiaoyou jogged a few steps to catch up.
“Well, it’s hard for me to explain.”
Wang Mingji replied helplessly.
Her words only made Ling Xiaoyou more curious about what could make Wang Mingji hesitate to speak.
Full of questions, Ling Xiaoyou followed Wang Mingji to the third floor—the floor where Hong Lingyan’s office was.
As soon as they arrived, Ling Xiaoyou’s ears twitched.
She thought she heard something.
Following Wang Mingji to Hong Lingyan’s office door, Ling Xiaoyou finally heard the sounds clearly.
“No, No. 1, don’t go deliver, just hold the body, they’re the ones rushing!”
“It’s not over yet! No. 3, why are you licking it?! Besides, that’s my loot!”
“Damn it, how can two against one get possessed and counter-killed?! This is ridiculous!”
Hearing Hong Lingyan’s charming voice utter such anxious words, Ling Xiaoyou was dumbfounded.
She stared at the closed door, from which the sound still leaked, then looked at Wang Mingji, suddenly understanding her earlier strange expression.
Seeing Ling Xiaoyou’s look, Wang Mingji shrugged.
“Sister Hong was originally planning to play a game to pass the time while waiting for you. It was fine at first, but before long, it turned into this.”
“Ah…”
Ling Xiaoyou was at a loss for words.