I'm a mentally ill person, so it makes sense that I'm not afraid of ghosts.

"The Great Xia Kingdom remains the same..."

Bai Yuan looked at Zhongyuan City below, which was still prosperous and had no sense of desolation after the disaster.

After all, a large number of blood-slaughtering ghosts fell into his ghost disaster...

In a blink of an eye,

Bai Yuan had already crossed Zhongyuan City and arrived at the border of Daxia Country, where he saw the piles of blood-slaughtering ghost corpses...

What surprised him was that at this moment, a large number of folk ghosts gathered in the border area...

Some of them act alone, while others work in small teams.

Everyone has the same goal, which is to clean up the battlefield and find some missed supernatural objects.

Although the Great Xia Kingdom had already specially cleaned up the battlefield before, there were naturally some omissions because so many blood-slaughtering ghosts died...

This is a great opportunity for the ghosts and spirits in the folk!

After all, these blood-slaughtering ghosts are at least at the fourth level of the curse, and the spiritual objects they left behind are of great value...

Bai Yuan looked down, but he felt nothing.

To him, these supernatural objects were no longer of any use, and even if he sold them he wouldn't be able to get many ghost crystals.

"what?"

Right now,

Bai Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he saw a familiar figure.

He fell down quickly and came into the crowd.

"Um?!"

A middle-aged man sensed a terrifying spiritual aura and his expression changed drastically. He held a worn-out corpse-fishing hook tightly in his hand.

But when he saw the person's face clearly, he was stunned and there was a complicated look in his eyes.

"Uncle, how are you these days?"

Bai Yuan raised his eyebrows, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

The other party was none other than the corpse retriever Yan Qing!

One of the strong men who dealt with Ping An River!

The two had had some interactions before, but because the gap in strength between them was too big, they could only be considered strangers who were slightly familiar with each other.

"Minister Bai..."

Yan Qing's expression was complicated, and he couldn't help but sigh.

At the beginning, one of them was a rookie who had just embarked on the path of supernatural powers, and the other was a well-known three-curse expert. Now, more than two years have passed, and the other has become the top existence in Zhongzhou...

And he was still just a folk ghost, and he couldn't even break through the five curses...

This gap is indeed something that no one can calmly accept...

"Are you looking for something supernatural here?"

Bai Yuan smiled, but he didn't act superior. There was just a hint of emotion in his eyes because he suddenly saw someone he knew.

"I heard that there might be seriously injured blood-slaughtering ghosts in the border area, so I came to try my luck."

Yan Qing didn't hide anything.

"Hmm? Are you ready to break through the Five Curses?"

Bai Yuan's expression slightly changed, and he understood immediately.

His ghost eyes opened and he looked at the mountain of corpses in front of him.

In an instant, he clenched his right hand slightly, and a severely injured blood-slaughtering ghost of the fifth spell level was caught by him.

Although the ghost disaster he caused that day was extremely terrifying, there were always some that slipped through the net. Although they were still alive, they no longer had any fighting power. This was also one of the goals of this group of folk ghosts.

After all, a seriously injured evil spirit can be sold at a very high price!

"Give it to you."

Bai Yuan smiled and handed the Blood Slaughter Ghost in his hand to him like a little chicken.

"..."

Yan Qing fell silent instantly.

After a moment, he took the Blood Slaughter Ghost and said seriously:

"Thank you, Minister Bai."

Bai Yuan waved his hand, and then disappeared instantly...

Yan Qing looked at the Blood Slaughter Ghost in his hand, still feeling a sense of unreality.

He looked around, but no one looked over. It was obvious that no one except him noticed Bai Yuan's existence. Even the Blood Slaughter Ghost in his hand was ignored by everyone...

This terrifying supernatural power made him feel frightened...

He could no longer understand the methods of such a powerful person, which made his mind even more complicated...

now,

Bai Yuan has once again stepped into the sky.

He didn't have a close relationship with Yan Qing, but he was still a familiar face after all. Besides, the Blood Slayer Ghost given by Yan Qing was just a piece of cake for him...

"There are no acquaintances at the border. Let's go to Ping'an City to have a look..."

Bai Yuan walked in the air and headed straight for Ping'an City in the south.

He was not a nostalgic person, but after leaving the confinement today, he had this urge for the first time in his life.

Perhaps, he also understood that he might not be able to see these people at the next supernatural night...

After all, next time, it will be the army of the Seven Curse Ghost Lords that will descend.

Even if he could deal with hundreds of Seven Curse Demons, the rest of the demons would be at the level of Five Curse Demons and Six Curse Demons. This was simply not something that ordinary people could resist. By then, humans would surely suffer heavy casualties...

The fall of Zhongzhou could no longer be stopped by his own strength...

In this great world, the power of an individual is too small, unless he is really strong enough to change everything...

quickly,

Bai Yuan returned to Ping'an City.

Today, Ping'an City has been developed as a priority because of him, and even its supernatural business has surpassed that of the provincial capital, making it the largest supernatural city in the province!

There were countless ghosts coming and going. Some came to conduct spiritual transactions, while others wanted to see Bai Yuan’s birthplace, thinking that there might be special opportunities...

But unfortunately, Bai Yuan's chance was the ghost face on his body, not other external objects...

In a blink of an eye,

Bai Yuan arrived at Ping'an No. 5 Middle School, but he didn't see any familiar people.

After all, he was a senior high school student at the time, and the students in the ordinary class had already graduated, and as for the supernatural class, it had been disbanded by Zhang Qingdao long ago.

"There's not a single familiar face..."

Bai Yuan shook his head and left No. 5 Middle School in an instant.

Soon, he traveled all over Ping An City, and he actually met some classmates from the supernatural class, most of whom were ghosts with two or three curses.

Although the supernatural level is not high, everyone looks weathered and no longer as naive as before.

If it were normal times, Bai Yuan would not have encountered them, but because of the supernatural night, all the folk ghosts in the country were temporarily summoned back.

Bai Yuan was not stingy and gave him some magical items that he no longer needed...

Even so, this is a huge opportunity for them!

"Teacher Wang, long time no see."

At this moment, Bai Yuan came to the city's supernatural department.

The Wang Li in front of him was his former head teacher of the Supernatural Department, who was quite caring towards him.

"You kid, you still remember to come back and take a look?"

Wang Li had a smile on his face, his eyes full of relief.

He looked at Bai Yuan. He never thought that he had taught such a monstrous person...

For him, this is something he can brag about for the rest of his life!