Realm of the Night God

Master Wu's efficiency had never disappointed Yang Haoran, and this time was certainly no exception in Yang Haoran's eyes.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Haoran lay in the weeds, took a drag from his cigarette, then flicked away a small insect crawling on his cheek. He gazed at the Waning Moon in the sky, smoke billowing from his mouth and nose, his face showing a pensive expression.

Apart from the ordeal of the Ghost Building, tonight marked the most severe injury he had ever sustained, which would undoubtedly leave a profound impression on him.

The injury had been sustained, and even if it hurt, he had to endure it because it was a fact, an immutable fact.

However, enduring injury should not be in vain; it should be valuable, at least enabling him to gain some usable experience and lessons.

At this moment, Yang Haoran was deeply engrossed in this reflection. He repeatedly replayed the scenes of tonight's battles in his mind, the battles with the malevolent spirit, the demon hunter, all unfolding before him.

Through these battle scenes, he introspected his own mistakes while absorbing the strengths of his opponents, intending to change and improve himself.

Cigarettes were lit one after another as the scenes in his mind played out repeatedly. After who knows how long, he sensed several strands of Yin Qi swiftly approaching in his direction. Only then did he withdraw from the battle scenes in his mind.

He knew the person he was waiting for was about to arrive.

Moments later, the sound of breaking air resounded, and several figures halted in front of Yang Haoran. These individuals were dressed in the black robes of the Yin Division Night Watch, with large hats covering their features, reminiscent of the Death God in movies, albeit lacking the scythe for reaping souls.

One by one, they removed their large black hats, their expressions filled with astonishment as they looked at Yang Haoran, who was covered in blood, and the white snake beside him, thick as a water bucket and seemingly lifeless.

"Boss!"

With faces full of shock, they spoke in unison, bowing respectfully to Yang Haoran.

These people were all part of Yang Haoran's Night Watch, and leading them was none other than Master Wu, the second in command of the Lecheng Yin Division.

Among them was a woman whom Yang Haoran remembered distinctly. She had accompanied Master Wu during the incident involving Xiaokang and his mother, almost coming into conflict with the Spirit Police.

"Well done, you've come quickly," Yang Haoran said with a smile, his face filled with satisfaction, ignoring the astonishment evident on the faces of his companions.

Actually, whether Master Wu and his team had arrived quickly or not, Yang Haoran had no idea. His mind had been entirely focused on recalling tonight's battle scenes, learning, reflecting, and revising. He hadn't paid attention to the passage of time, so how could he know whether Master Wu and the others had arrived swiftly or not?

Of course, knowing or not knowing was one thing; as a leader, what to say and how to say it was another.

As he spoke, Yang Haoran got up from the ground. Master Wu hurried forward to support him.

"It's okay, I'm much better now. I shouldn't have any problem moving," Yang Haoran said with a smile to Master Wu.

Master Wu hesitated for a moment before nodding and letting go of his hand. Although filled with doubt, he didn't ask anything in front of the other Night Watch.

Not only Master Wu was doubtful, but also the other Night Watch present there, were all filled with questions.

In their minds, Yang Haoran was a mysterious and powerful figure, but seeing him in this state was a dismal sight.

With a pale, sickly complexion, torn and bloodied suit, and shoes caked with mud and torn, it was hard for them to believe what they were seeing was real.

Furthermore, the massive serpent demon beside him, covered in gruesome wounds, some areas even missing snake scales, looked even more pitiful than their Boss. This only intensified their confusion and shock.

They were all curious about what had happened.

"Boss... what exactly happened? Who had the audacity to injure you like this? Was it this white snake?" a woman couldn't contain her inner doubts and asked.

This woman was none other than the Night Watch who had intervened in the slums to stop the Spirit Police from taking Xiu Juan.

As she spoke, Master Wu's brows furrowed, casting a disapproving glance at her. The other Night Watch also looked at her, their gazes tinged with surprise.

As all eyes turned towards her, the woman realized she had asked an inappropriate question and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

"I'm sorry, Boss, I didn't mean to..." She began to apologize, but before she could finish, Master Wu shot her a stern look, causing her to swallow her words.

"Boss, she's like this, stubborn and never learns, but she's absolutely loyal to you, I can guarantee that," Master Wu hurriedly explained.

Yang Haoran waved his hand with a smile. "It's okay. Tonight, I dealt with two formidable opponents in succession, so I got injured. But I won't die. You all don't need to worry about me."

Yang Haoran didn't hold anything against the woman because before they came, he had instructed Master Wu to bring a few trustworthy people along. Since Master Wu brought her, it meant she was trustworthy in his eyes, perhaps just a bit too outspoken.

Yang Haoran naturally wouldn't be petty about such matters with his own people, so he didn't pay it any mind.

With that said, Yang Haoran turned to Master Wu beside him and asked, "Old Wu, where's the large truck I requested?"

"It's waiting downhill. The truck can't come up here," Master Wu responded.

Nodding at his words, Yang Haoran then said, "Get her onto the truck, be careful not to injure her further. A few more disturbances, and she might die."

At Yang Haoran's command, under Master Wu's arrangement, they each released their Yin spirit power and carefully lifted Bai Xue, the serpent demon, wrapping their power around her body, and carried her towards where the truck was stationed.

Actually, one Night Watch was enough for such a task, but for safety reasons, Yang Haoran asked Master Wu to bring along a few more people to ensure that the serpent demon would not be harmed during transportation and to provide some protection for him as well.

Accompanied by Master Wu, Yang Haoran walked towards the truck as the other Night Watch dispersed.

Seeing the other Night Watch had gone, Master Wu expressed his concern. "Boss, are you really okay?"

"Look at me, do I look okay?" Yang Haoran chuckled.

"I'll arrange for a few doctors to wait at home immediately and tend to your injuries first," Master Wu said, taking out his phone.

"No need. Yin spirit power will heal automatically. You should know this. Although I'm badly injured, I'll be fine after some rest," Yang Haoran replied with a smile.

After hesitating for a moment, Master Wu put away his phone because he knew Yang Haoran was right.

For ordinary people, when you're sick, you need medicine; when you're injured, you need to see a doctor. But for someone like Yang Haoran, an Underworld Envoy, the way to deal with injuries after being injured is naturally different from that of ordinary people.

Master Wu didn't ask Yang Haoran about what had happened tonight. As for Yang Haoran's casual explanation earlier, it was obviously just a brush-off.

In Master Wu's view, it was better not to ask for details about such matters. Knowing that something had happened was enough. Asking too many questions wouldn't benefit him.

The Night Watch carefully placed the serpent demon onto the truck. To ensure safety, a few of them stayed on the truck to protect the serpent demon. They also covered the truck with a large black cloth. Meanwhile, Yang Haoran and Master Wu got into another car.

Back in Lecheng, the serpent demon was taken to the room she had previously stayed in. Although the room wasn't small, the serpent demon's body was too large, making the room feel somewhat cramped.

But Yang Haoran didn't mind. After the serpent demon woke up, she should have the ability to transform into a human. Then the room wouldn't feel cramped anymore.

"Old Wu, come to my study," Yang Haoran instructed after settling the matter with the serpent demon. After the other Night Watch members had completed their tasks and left, Yang Haoran took Master Wu to the study.