Shang Yue was trembling with fear and had already thought about how she would die.

The White Impermanence retracted the Soul-Locking Chain and smiled. “I have taught you some basic skills. From now on, you can help Master An deal with difficult ghosts.”

Shang Yue was stunned for a moment then was overjoyed. She could actually stay in the human world and not have to go back to the Underworld?

“Thank you, Seventh Master and Eighth Master.”

Shang Yue struggled up to her feet and bowed to the two of them with a fawning look.

As Shang Yue sent them off respectfully, a strong yin qi burst out and surrounded the two Masters of Impermanence.

When the yin qi dissipated, the place was empty, as if the two had never been there.

When Shang Yue saw these two masters leave, she felt as if she had received pardon. She looked back at An Rugu and was as excited as if she had seen her own parents.

“Thanks to you, otherwise I would have been skinned alive by Eighth Master and sent to Hell.”

An Rugu looked with interest at the equipment that the two Masters of Impermanence had just given her, and said casually, “Didn’t you see that Seventh Master never intended to punish you from the beginning?”

“Ah? Really?”

Shang Yue paused to wipe her tears and couldn’t help but recall what had just happened.

Apart from tying her up with the soul-locking chain, the Seventh Master did not do anything to her.

It was more like protection than restraint. After all, had she fallen into the hands of the Eighth Master, she would have been in deep trouble.

The Seventh Master was so good to her!

While Shang Yue was still deeply moved, her eyes swept across the equipment on the table, and deep surprise and admiration flashed in her eyes. “You are not dead yet, and you have already become a civil servant in the Underworld.”

An Rugu: “…”

She teased, “You are the human spokesperson for the Underworld.”

Before leaving, the Black and White Impermanence gave her the necessary equipment for a yin envoy.

The tall hat, the mourning staff, the soul-locking chain, the soul-calling banner, a mobile phone for the Underworld, a Rulebook for the Yin Envoy… and a folding paper book.

When she was given a task, the task would appear on this folding paper book.

She opened the book and found that there were already two tasks on it.

[Guiding the Soul of the Dead:

Name: Zhang Fan

Time of death: …]

[Capture the Soul of the Dead:

Name: Wei Haichen

Time of death: …]

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

The schedules of those in the Underworld and those in the living world were completely opposite. People in the living world rested at sunset, while those in the Underworld began their work at sunset.

The yin envoy came to take away souls at night.

After the temple gates closed, the tourists left reluctantly, and the temple became desolate and lonely again.

A gust of wind blew, and the yellow leaves on the ground rustled, revealing a slightly eerie atmosphere.

The cold moonlight lingered in the misty night sky and then sprinkled on the ground. The night and the earth became one color. The sky was dark, and it was night.

After An Rugu finished her dinner, she placed her paper phone on the bedside, recited the spell taught to her by the Black and White Impermanence, and then lay down on the bed, quietly waiting for her soul to leave her body.

Shang Yue was worried that something might happen to her, so she waited beside her and stared at her intently.

Not long after, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared, illuminating the entire room like daylight.

Shang Yue already had experience, so she immediately raised her hands to cover her eyes and couldn’t help but say, “Damn, you almost blinded me, what happened to your soul?”

“I don’t know.”

An Rugu’s soul stood upright beside the bed; her body lay on the bed with a peaceful, sleeping face.

She looked down at herself and was completely surprised—her soul shone bright like a little golden girl.

Why is my soul like this? It’s completely different from any soul I’ve ever seen.

An Rugu tried all the spells she knew. When she recited the Heart Purification Mantra among the Eight Great Mantras, the golden light gradually contracted and slowly merged inside with her person.

At first glance, her soul was now almost indistinguishable from the person lying on the bed, except that it was a little more transparent, making it look a little unreal.

Shang Yue only lowered her hand when she saw the golden light fade away. With lingering fear, she said, “The noise your soul made when it left your body was as loud as that of the King of Hell… If I didn’t know you were a human, I would have thought you were a deity.”

“I don’t know about this.”

An Rugu picked up her paper phone, searched for the Shark platform, and logged into her account.

Ordinary cell phones couldn’t capture images of ghosts, but this one could. Furthermore, after adjustments by the Underworld’s technicians, it could now also connect to signal from the living world, allowing the livestream to be seen by the living.

This was what it meant to ‘promote the Underworld.’

After entering the code, a familiar app dashboard came into view.

She put on her yin envoy clothes, took the soul-locking chain, said goodbye to Shang Yue, and immediately flew towards the location mentioned in the mission book.

Because it was a soul, the heels of her feet did not touch the ground, and her speed was much faster than walking.

She was not used to this speed, but she quickly mastered the technique and, after a while, it was almost as if she was walking on flat ground.

Soon, she came to the Third Hospital of Nancheng.

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T/N: Soul Staff. Ceremonial batons held by filial sons during the funeral rites of his parent/s.

Soul-calling banner, also called soul-guiding flags. They are intended to guide the souls of the dead to the Underworld or summon spirits. They used to come in various forms during ancient times—such as a lantern or gourd—but has since standardized to a long vertical flag.  During the funeral procession, they are usually held upright with a long stick by the eldest son or eldest grandson.

Folding paper book or zheshi. It is the same word for the documents submitted by Qing Dynasty officials to the emperor (memorials).

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Chapter 72.1 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
Chapter 72.2 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
Chapter 72.3 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
Chapter 72.4 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
Chapter 72.5 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
Chapter 72.6 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel