Realm of the Night God

Sloppy Man returned to his dwelling and couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood. Removing his clothes, his body was covered in cracks, from which blood continued to seep.

At this moment, he looked like a porcelain doll on the verge of shattering after a heavy blow, its insides filled with fresh blood.

With a grim expression, Sloppy Man used his spirit power to seal these cracks, halting the blood flow. However, he still looked terrifying, like a character straight out of a horror movie without needing any makeup.

Sloppy Man paid no mind to the blood soaking his body, nor did he have any intention of wiping or rinsing himself. He stored his demonic weapon in a separate space and then collapsed on the bed, the blood staining the sheets crimson.

Cracking open a can of beer, Sloppy Man downed it in one gulp, then casually tossed the empty can onto the floor.

The clatter of the can echoed as it hit another empty one before coming to a stop. Another piece of trash littered the room, but he ignored it, instead pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.

After taking a few deep drags, Sloppy Man furrowed his brow, seemingly perplexed by something. After hesitating for a moment, he retrieved his mobile phone from the separate space and dialed a number.

The call was quickly answered by a man's voice, unmistakably the one who had sent the serpent demon video to Sloppy Man.

"Hehe, Brother Ye, did you successfully capture the target? I don't want much, just one fang, how about it? Isn't my request reasonable?" The man chuckled.

Upon hearing this, Sloppy Man's expression darkened as he replied, "Your request is reasonable, but your motives are not."

"What are you talking about?" The man seemed puzzled.

"Do you know who the man next to her is?" Sloppy Man asked, seemingly out of nowhere.

"What man next to her? Who is he?" The man asked in confusion.

Sloppy Man frowned. Instead of answering the man's question, he continued, "You really don't know?"

"Hehe, if you, in Lecheng, don't know, how would I know?" The man chuckled, but his laughter gave Sloppy Man a sense of schadenfreude.

Previously, he wasn't sure if the man knew Yang Haoran or knew that Yang Haoran was an Underworld Envoy, hence his probing questions.

However, hearing the man's gloating laughter now, Sloppy Man suddenly felt that the man should know there was an Underworld Envoy beside the serpent demon.

"Are you intentionally deceiving me?" Sloppy Man's face showed anger.

"Hehe, how did I deceive you? I introduced you to business, and yet you accuse me of deceit. Do you have no conscience?" The man chuckled.

"You knew there was an Underworld Envoy beside that serpent demon, yet you sent me to hunt demons. Isn't that deceiving me?" Sloppy Man asked icily.

"Hehe, you're overthinking it. How would I know if there was an Underworld Envoy beside that serpent demon? If I knew, I would have warned you. Whether there was an Underworld Envoy beside the serpent demon is irrelevant. The important thing is, did you succeed in hunting demons?" The man asked with a smile.

"Succeed my foot! I almost died at the hands of that Underworld Envoy. This time, you've really screwed me over." With that, Sloppy Man hung up the phone, unwilling to say another word to the man.

As soon as he hung up, the phone rang again. Seeing the caller ID, Sloppy Man ignored the call and opened another bottle of beer, gulping it down.

"That Underworld Envoy won't let this go easily. It's best not to go anywhere for a while. Anyway, I need to heal my wounds. I'll deal with it once I'm recovered."

With that thought in mind, Sloppy Man took another swig of beer. As the liquid went down, he finished the bottle once again.

Tossing aside the empty beer can, Sloppy Man took a drag from his cigarette and opened another bottle, his brow furrowed as he continued to ponder Yang Haoran's matter.

"The Death God manifestation of the Yin Division's Death God is indeed powerful. I've only heard of it before, but never seen it until now."

"That Underworld Envoy is also formidable. Despite being heavily injured, he could still summon the Death God manifestation. I underestimated him. If I hadn't run fast enough, I might have lost my life today."

...

In Yang Haoran's study, Xiaokang walked in wearing pajamas.

"Uncle Yang, you're still not sleeping?"

Xiaokang's voice interrupted Yang Haoran's thoughts. Looking at Xiaokang, he smiled and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Upon returning with some commotion earlier, the little guy naturally got woken up. At the time, the little guy came out to see what was happening but was promptly chased back into the room by Yang Haoran. Unexpectedly, the little guy hadn't slept yet.

"I can't sleep. Was that big snake Bai Xue sister?" Xiaokang asked with a worried expression.

Yang Haoran was initially somewhat puzzled by Xiaokang knowing that Bai Xue was the serpent demon, but then he understood; Xiu Juan must have told him.

Yang Haoran nodded and then smiled, asking, "Since you know Bai Xue is the sister, aren't you afraid?"

Xiaokang shook his head and said, "Not afraid."

"Why?" Yang Haoran asked again.

"Because Bai Xue sister doesn't seem like a bad person," Xiaokang replied after thinking for a moment.

This answer brought a smile to Yang Haoran's face. He spoke, "Xiaokang, remember, people who seem bad aren't necessarily bad, and those who seem good aren't necessarily good."

"But... But doesn't it say in the books that the face reflects the heart? Evil-hearted people have evil faces, and good-hearted people have good faces."

Yang Haoran was stunned by Xiaokang's words. He truly didn't expect such profound thoughts from such a young child.

He chuckled and said, "Your question is quite tricky. Uncle Yang doesn't know how to answer you. But remember what Uncle Yang just said to you. When judging people and things, don't just look at the surface. Otherwise, you might be misled by those with ulterior motives. Understand?"

"Oh!" Xiaokang nodded vaguely, then he continued to ask Yang Haoran, "Mom said Bai Xue sister was seriously injured. Will she die?"

"Hehe, don't worry, she won't die. Go to bed now. If you don't get up tomorrow morning, be careful your mom will scold you," Yang Haoran chuckled.

"Oh, then Uncle Yang, you should rest early too."

After Xiaokang left, Yang Haoran also returned to his bedroom. He didn't dare to take a shower, only rinsed briefly before collapsing onto the bed and falling into a deep sleep.

He was simply too tired, both mentally and physically, extremely exhausted. Plus, his injuries were severe. After crashing onto the bed, he fell asleep like a dead man.

In the following days, Yang Haoran didn't go anywhere, staying at home to recuperate and refine the soul pill inside his body.

On the second day of his return home, the serpent demon Bai Xue also woke up. However, due to her severe injuries, she was extremely weak upon waking up, far worse off than Yang Haoran.

Although her injuries were severe, the grocery store was Yang Haoran's territory, so she felt quite safe there.

In her opinion, regardless of any organization in Lecheng, no matter how powerful, they wouldn't dare to cause trouble openly in Yang Haoran's territory. After all, Yang Haoran was an Underworld Envoy, and he had the Yin Division behind him.

But what she didn't expect was that she was wrong this time!

At the headquarters of the Lecheng Spirit Police, the severely injured black talisman master had already woken up. However, after waking up, she was taken away by people from the Lecheng Fu Sect the same day, to be taken back to the Fu Sect for treatment.

Before the black talisman master left, Captain Luo and Deputy Captain Zhou had discussed and decided to talk to the black talisman master. Although they knew there was no hope and had considered not approaching the black talisman master, after careful consideration, they decided to give it a try. Regardless of whether it would work or not, they had to try. What if there was a miracle?

With sincerity, they, representing the Lecheng Spirit Police, sincerely invited the black talisman master to join the Spirit Police, even if it was just for show. However, it didn't bring them any surprises or miracles. The proud black talisman master declined their invitation outright.

Captain Luo didn't dare to insist and could only redirect their focus back to the serpent demon. However, he didn't act immediately. Instead, he let Deputy Captain Zhou prepare some things. When everything was ready, he would go find the serpent demon again.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.