Qin Ye wasn’t able to decide for a long time.

There was no need for him to meet with the Special Investigations Department right now. Would it be good for him to be seen repeatedly asking the mortal realm for assistance?

Wouldn’t the leaders of the mortal realm be wondering what use is Hell good for?

Would they not wonder why they should be sponsoring and supporting Hell’s endeavours?

Hell had been absent from the mortal realm for decades now, leaving the mortal realm struggling to fight back the forces of the netherworld and find balance for themselves. Could Hell really justify surfacing so abruptly and asking for tens of billions of dollars worth of supplies from the mortal realm?

No. There was no possible justification there.

Qin Ye knew full well that having too many official meetings with the mortal realm could be counterproductive. Thus, he simply tapped on the table, brooding over the options available to him. Then, suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he immediately typed the words “cultivator forum” into the search bar.

At once he got a new set of search results, albeit far fewer than pages created by the general public. But this stood to reason. After all, there were far fewer cultivators than there were regular human beings. All in all, there were only approximately a dozen pages of results.

He searched through the pages quickly, and soon found the cultivator forum for the cultivators in Northriver Province. There was only one such forum, and it was...