In the Locust Flower Nation's Ritual Baton Prefecture...0

There were many notices put up by the local government and wealthy clans near the city gates of the prefectural city, with all of them recruiting lofty beings to their residences to perform rituals. The bottom of these notices often promised extremely good compensation, but they all refrained from mentioning how many taels of silver this actually translated to.0

Chen Ping'an stood in front of the wall and carefully read over the notices, and by the looks of it, things were quite chaotic both inside and outside the prefectural city.0

After purchasing some dry rations and other goods in the prefectural city, Chen Ping'an found an inn to stay at for the night. When darkness set in, he sat on the roof ridge and quietly drank wine.0

Sure enough, a snow-white figure flew around the city streets when it was late at night, with her expression twisted and her tongue sticking out. She hovered around with her feet above the ground, but her murderous aura was thin and she avoided the residences with door gods plastered on their front doors, regardless of whether these door gods still possessed spiritual energy or not.0

The night watchmen in the prefectural city had been replaced by two bold young men with flourishing yang energy, and the local government especially rewarded them with extra compensation so that they could purchase two pots of wine every single day. The female ghost in white attempted to approach them several times, but she would immediately be pushed back by their formless yang energy once she ventured too close to them. 0

After failing several times, she could only huff in anger and travel elsewhere, making her way to the residences of the poorer families to drag her fingernails across their doors and courtyard walls. Some people were snoring loudly and fast asleep, so they were completely oblivious to...0