It was midnight when the clash of cymbals and drums shattered the silence.0

A man in white robes descended into the region, followed by a group of lackeys dressed in black. He was Sha Xin, the official in charge of this territory. He loved collecting various powerful techniques, Skills, and abilities. If something met his standards, he coveted it.0

The moment he stepped into the region, he caught the scent of a new soul. “This scent… It smells good. A high-quality soul. In that case, this new arrival must pay higher taxes.”0

At the sound of the cymbals, the souls filed out of their rooms and lined up to pay. Over time, everyone here had learned that if they failed to pay,...0