Chapter 191
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Chapter 191: Title
The exchange meeting remained a week away, yet online discussions already blazed with fervor.
Ye Linlang switched off her phone and opened a computer file. Her lips curved thoughtfully as she scanned the document titled "Analysis of Spectral Disturbances in the Netherworld," its creation date showing it had been compiled a month prior.
After a moment’s contemplation, it came back to her.
The system had reported this incident, but she’d deemed the Underworld’s handling adequate at the time. Now the Special Bureau’s awareness of the matter intrigued her. She resolved to visit the Underworld soon – events unfolding would inevitably involve that realm anyway.
Releasing control of Ye Er’s body to its original owner, Ye Linlang transitioned in an eyeblink from the Zhejiang Special Bureau office to a rural township beneath the province’s jurisdiction.
A register materialized in her grasp, its golden radiance contrasting sharply with the Underworld’s obsidian Book of Life and Death. This tome pulsed with Power of Merit from Incense Offerings, its cover emblazoned with archaic seal characters: "Manifesting Divine Faith."
As Ye Linlang traced her fingers imbued with Heavenly Path’s power across a page, luminous text shimmered into being.
The rarest and most venerated were Innate Deities – born with cosmic principles, eternally enduring while their governing laws persisted.
Then came Acquired Deities.
These ascended through mortal striving – Western gods kindling divine flames to forge their ranks, Eastern Earth Deities like land guardians and mountain spirits elevated through celestial decree.
Though Western belief deities wielded greater individual might, their Eastern counterparts possessed structured hierarchies. From village earth spirits to celestial emperors, all could receive Heavenly Court appointments.
Of course, high-tier deities had existed since primordial times.
The Manifesting Divine Faith recorded not just Earth Deities but all Heavenly Court divinities. Its counterpart, the Immortal Spirit Register, chronicled transcendent beings.
Ye Linlang’s visit held purpose beyond tourism. Six days prior, tragedy had struck this small town.
A courageous youth who thwarted daytime burglary perished that night in flames – officially deemed an electrical accident. The truth lay buried: retaliation from criminal elements connected to local officials, their leader an extraordinary individual. Remote from Imperial Capital oversight, the cover-up held firm – especially with the apprehended Burglar confined at the police station.
After Ye Linlang reviewed the young man’s life, she found he possessed significant merits. He’d maintained a remarkble sense of justice in his community, persisting in aiding others despite gaining no cultivation achievements after the Awakening of Spiritual Energy.
Such a noble soul meeting premature death seemed truly regrettable.
Perhaps fate demanded she bestow a blessing upon him.
Zhongxia had long replaced burial traditions with cremation laws, mandating remains be incinerated within twenty-four hours of death.
By her arrival, the youth’s ashes already rested in the cemetery. Yet her quarry wasn’t earthly remains but wandering spirit – the essence existing beyond mortal confines.
…
Since the Underworld’s manifestation, society had grown accustomed to spirits, understanding souls linger seven days before departing.
This knowledge birthed new customs – families now set extra tableware during meals, offering sustenance to invisible presences.
Gong Shijie understood his condition perfectly: deceased seven days, awaiting ghost messengers’ arrival per Spiritual Network’s teachings.
In the modest seventy-square-meter home, his parents arranged steaming dishes – every recipe their son had cherished.
"Shijie, don’t fret about us," the silver-haired man murmured, placing glistening shrimp in the vacant bowl. "Just… protect yourself hereafter."
The spectral youth stared at his parents’ weathered hands, throat constricting. Their white hair mocked his unfulfilled promises of comfort.
His feeble essence couldn’t manifest dreams nor move air to whisper apologies. Powerless, he watched tear tracks glisten on maternal cheeks.
Unseen observer Ye Linlang assessed this poignant tableau, her presence deliberately veiled. Her mission required no theatrics – merely testing the talisman’s efficacy.
Success would establish protocol: Heavenly Path selecting candidates, celestial court issuing decrees through systems like this glowing scripture in her palm.
The tome’s pages shimmered, characters rearranging until luminous text emerged: By Heavenly Mandate – Gong Shijie, Baiyang Village’s God of Blessings.
Her fingers danced, conjuring phantom talisman that solidified into perfect replica. With whispered command, she released it.
The celestial seal pierced domestic gloom like falling star. Gong Shijie glimpsed white radiance piercing ceiling, felt divine pressure cascade through him – not terrifying but profoundly ancient.
As the talisman descended, cosmic resonance vibrated through his being, carrying words that would alter eternity…
