Realm of the Night God

Chapter 647: Unexpected Delight

As Yang Haoran's finger touched the air, the words condensed from Yin Qi appeared before his eyes.

Gradually, his facial expression underwent some changes.

This time, the information conveyed by the Yin Division iron book was a decree issued by the Yin Division, which made adjustments to the matter of Underworld Envoys submitting souls.

From now on, Underworld Envoys could submit souls to the underworld at any time, and the underworld had set up a special window for this purpose. No matter when they went to the underworld, they could submit souls and receive corresponding rewards.

In the past, Underworld Envoys from the mortal world would submit souls only once a year, at the end of each year, when all Underworld Envoys would submit together. Now, this change was a significant departure from the past.

Yang Haoran was not clear why Underworld Envoys from the mortal world had to submit souls only once a year, and why this change was made, with a special window set up in the underworld. The decree provided detailed explanations for these changes.

The explanation, in essence, was that the current world was in chaos, and the number of deaths in the New Genesis World was rising exponentially. As a result, the number of undead guided by Underworld Envoys would also increase. If they still followed the old rules, each Underworld Envoy would accumulate a large number of souls.

Accumulating a large number of souls in the hands of Underworld Envoys was not necessarily a good thing. If an Underworld Envoy died before submitting the souls, it was uncertain whether these souls could be sent to the underworld.

Moreover, submitting souls at the end of each year would increase the workload of the relevant departments in the underworld, causing unnecessary trouble.

Another point was that, in order to survive in this chaotic world, one's own strength was crucial. If Underworld Envoys could submit souls at any time, they could exchange them for soul pills in the underworld, which would allow them to timely enhance their strength. This was a win-win situation for Underworld Envoys.After carefully reading the decree, Yang Haoran waved his hand to disperse the words formed by Yin Qi.

The Yin Division's decision to make such changes was, in his view, a good thing. This way, he could submit souls whenever he wanted, without having to wait until the end of the year.

His finger touched the air again, and Yin Qi formed words on the Yin Division iron book once more.

This information was both unexpected and delightful to Yang Haoran.

To help Underworld Envoys better cope with the current chaos, the Yin Division decided to issue some subsidies to each Underworld Envoy. These subsidies were the soul pills that Underworld Envoys needed most, with each Envoy eligible to receive ten soul pills. The way to receive them was for Underworld Envoys to personally go to the underworld's soul submission window.

Ten soul pills were an absolute fortune for ordinary Underworld Envoys, equivalent to several years' worth of salary. Even for Yang Haoran, who could refine soul pills himself, ten soul pills were not a small sum. After all, soul pills were not something he could refine at will; he also needed souls to do so.

It was precisely because ten soul pills were not a small sum to him that he felt delighted when he saw the decree.

To put it bluntly, these ten soul pills were a windfall, and he couldn't help but feel thrilled.

Moreover, the current situation was one where soul pills were in short supply, and both he and his Night Watch subordinates needed the support of soul pills.

"Each Underworld Envoy receives ten soul pills; the Yin Division is really splurging this time," Yang Haoran said with a smile, unable to help but exclaim.

The number of Underworld Envoys in the entire Yin Division was staggering, and issuing ten soul pills to each of them was indeed an astronomical figure.

However, Yang Haoran believed that the Yin Division was even more affluent than he had imagined, and that issuing ten soul pills to each Envoy might not be a significant expense in the eyes of the Yin Division's high-ranking officials.

The Yin Division iron book had no other messages, so Yang Haoran put it away in his independent space and took out his mobile phone, preparing to call Xu Meijing.

The same command, Xu Meijing must have received it too, but whether Xu Meijing had read the information in time was unknown.

He wanted to give Xu Meijing a call to ask when she was planning to head to the underworld to collect the ten soul pills. Would she go immediately, or wait until the situation stabilized a bit before collecting them, or perhaps wait until the next soul delivery? They could agree on a time and meet up, not only to keep each other company but also to deepen their emotional bond.

After finding Xu Meijing's phone number, Yang Haoran dialed it directly, but to his surprise, the call didn't go through.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that his mobile phone had no signal.

This was unprecedented for his mobile phone, but it happened now.

He furrowed his brow, thinking of something, but he didn't dare to confirm it. So, he turned off his mobile phone and restarted it, but there was no miracle, and the mobile phone still had no signal.

With a surge of Yin Qi, a new mobile phone appeared in Yang Haoran's hand. This was a spare phone he had bought, just in case his phone got damaged during a fight.

Although his current phone was still intact, he had never used the spare phone, which was stored in an independent space.

He opened the package, took out the new phone, and then removed the SIM card from the old phone and inserted it into the new one. However, there was still no signal after turning it on.

Seeing this, Yang Haoran didn't try again, knowing it would be futile.

"It seems that today is earlier than I expected. Mobile phones might not be useful in the future, which is a pity. If underworld mobile phones could be used in the mortal world, that would be great."

Yang Haoran muttered to himself, not discarding the phone but instead reinserting the SIM card into the old phone and storing the new phone in the independent space.

Although the mobile phone was temporarily unusable, it might recover later, so he kept it, but he was aware that the possibility was slim.

Unable to contact Xu Meijing, he could only temporarily give up. According to his speculation, Xu Meijing wouldn't rush to the underworld, given the current chaotic situation in Ancheng, which was even more turbulent than Lecheng.

So Yang Haoran decided to wait until the situation stabilized a bit before taking the time to visit Ancheng and discuss with Xu Meijing the timing of their trip to the underworld.

With this decision made, Yang Haoran set the matter aside for the time being. Taking advantage of the daytime, when demons and ghosts were less rampant, he prepared to select some souls to refine into soul pills.

Just then, he sensed a sudden surge of power and a strong Demonic Qi from outside the Mountain and Water Formation. The appearance of this Demonic Qi first made him think of the cat demon from yesterday, which had escaped and left him a threatening message. It was possible that it had come to seek revenge.

However, he soon ruled out this speculation, as he sensed the presence of a Death God pendant on the person, which was also imbued with his Yin spirit power.

This person had entered the Mountain and Water Formation without being blocked. Yang Haoran's expression remained unchanged, and he felt that it should be Bai Xue returning.

Indeed, after a few breaths, Bai Xue appeared outside the study room and walked in, looking exhausted.

There was no blood on Bai Xue's body, suggesting she hadn't been injured, but her complexion was extremely fatigued.

Yang Haoran smiled faintly and slowly poured a cup of tea for Bai Xue before speaking with a smile: "You must have been exhausted last night."

"It's not just exhaustion. I've been running around all night, and one thing after another has kept me busy. I'm so tired I could spit out my gallbladder." Bai Xue complained weakly, then lifted the teacup and took a light sip.

"In today's situation, as the Spirit Police of Lecheng, it's unavoidable." Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"Alas, I fear I won't be able to hold this position for much longer." Bai Xue sighed, her voice laced with regret.