Realm of the Night God

Chapter 649: 1 Technique Difficulty

Although Yang Haoran's words had made Bai Xue somewhat uncomfortable, she quickly recovered and a smile reappeared on her face.

"Hehe, what's on your mind, just ask away. Don't worry, even if you want to know how many moles I have on my body, I'll tell you everything, and I won't scold you for being rude. How's that, am I being nice to you?"

Yang Haoran felt a bit annoyed by Bai Xue's playfulness, and with a bitter smile, he said, "Stop teasing me, I want to ask you, how much sorcery do you know?"

Sorcery, like the Ghost Technique of the Yin Division and the spirit summoning of spirit masters, is a type of technique that harnesses one's internal power through incantations to achieve extraordinary destructive power or defensive capabilities, far surpassing the effects of simple physical strength.

Having known Bai Xue for so long, Yang Haoran had never seen her perform any powerful sorcery, not even some ordinary ones, which was why he asked this question.

"As for sorcery, aside from some innate abilities, I don't know much," Bai Xue replied.

"Innate abilities?" Yang Haoran was surprised and curious.

"How can I explain it? It's like the Transformation Technique. When we demons cultivate to perfection, we naturally know how to use it, even though we've never practiced it before. It's like a newborn baby knowing how to drink milk. This is a ability granted to us by heaven, which we possess from the moment we become demons. That's what I mean by innate abilities."

As she spoke, Bai Xue thought of another question and smiled, asking Yang Haoran, "You're one to talk, I've never seen you perform many Ghost Techniques either, as an Underworld Envoy."

Yang Haoran smiled wryly, responding, "Acquiring Ghost Techniques is much more difficult than you think.""If I told the Underworld Envoy big brother that I want to acquire sorcery, it might be even more difficult than you trying to acquire Ghost Techniques. Do you believe me?" Bai Xue asked with a smile.

"Oh? Tell me more," Yang Haoran said with a noncommittal smile.

"Powerful sorcery is almost entirely controlled by the major demon families. While there are some powerful demon techniques that have been lost to the outside world, they are extremely rare, and once discovered, they are treasured and not easily passed on to outsiders."

At this point, Bai Xue's usual coquettish demeanor disappeared, replaced by a hint of sadness and melancholy.

"I'm just an ordinary white snake who was lucky enough to awaken my spirit intelligence and, after experiencing countless hardships and near-death experiences, finally cultivated to perfection and gained a human form. I don't have a family background, unlike those demons who have families. Their parents and ancestors are all demons, so they're born with perfection, avoiding the dangers of cultivation and having access to vast resources from birth, including powerful sorcery."

Bai Xue sighed, took a sip of her now-cold tea, and continued.

" Humans often say that people are compared to people, and it's the same with us demons. For demons like us without a family background, there are only three ways to acquire powerful sorcery to enhance our strength."

"What three ways?" Yang Haoran asked.

"Either by luck, by creating our own, or by taking it by force. Relying on luck is like finding a needle in a haystack. Creating our own is even more difficult and requires a lot of experience. Taking it by force requires absolute power, and the possibility of successfully taking sorcery from major families is almost zero, and we might even lose our lives. That's why it's extremely difficult for demons like us to acquire powerful sorcery."

After listening to Bai Xue's explanation, Yang Haoran's doubts were dispelled, and he finally understood why Bai Xue didn't perform powerful sorcery - not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't know how. This was similar to his own situation.

Bai Xue was worried that Yang Haoran might underestimate her strength, so she spoke mysteriously again.

"Hehe, Underworld Envoy big brother, don't underestimate me. I, Bai Xue, am not someone who doesn't know any powerful sorcery. On the contrary, I know a very powerful sorcery, but it's too powerful, and I usually don't use it. That's my trump card."

Bai Xue's confident smile was radiant, and Yang Haoran's facial expression became even more joyful.

"Hehe, if I have the chance, I'd like to see it for myself," Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"It's better not to see it, or I'll scare you to death," Bai Xue replied with a smug smile.

In the following time, the two chatted about the current situation, and Bai Xue shared some information she had obtained from official sources with Yang Haoran. This information included events that had already occurred but were unknown to the outside world, as well as some predictions made by the authorities based on collected intelligence.

Bai Xue wasn't sure which information would be useful to Yang Haoran, so she told him everything she knew to avoid missing anything important.

After spending nearly an hour in Yang Haoran's study, Bai Xue left the room and returned to her bedroom.

Last night, many minor demons had appeared, and after being killed, their demonic pills were divided between the Spirit Police and the hired helpers.

Captain Luo didn't keep a single pill, handing them all over to Bai Xue for processing, as she was the only one in the entire Spirit Police team who could utilize them. Given Bai Xue's significant contributions to the Spirit Police and Lecheng over the past day and night, Captain Luo decided to give her all the demonic pills obtained last night.

Although they were only minor demon pills, they were still valuable, and after refining them, Bai Xue's strength would certainly increase to some extent.

In addition to the demonic pills, Captain Luo also gave Bai Xue some heavenly materials and earthly treasures containing spirit qi for her to refine and absorb. Under the current circumstances, Captain Luo wanted Bai Xue's strength to increase, enabling her to play a more significant role, so he was generous with his gifts.

Moreover, if Captain Luo didn't offer Bai Xue sufficient benefits, how could he keep her? The world was no longer the same, and it had become more dangerous. Without sufficient benefits, who would be willing to risk their life for him?

Captain Luo understood this principle, which was why he acted accordingly. The Spirit Police team was extremely busy, and Bai Xue's ability to return and refine demonic pills was already a special favor from Captain Luo. His request was simple: whenever he needed her to take action, she had to respond promptly.

Currently, although mobile phones were unusable, the Spirit Police had special walkie-talkies, so even if Bai Xue was staying in the villa, Captain Luo could contact her at any time.

After Bai Xue left the study, Yang Haoran was left alone, and he lit a cigarette to digest the information she had brought him.

The information Bai Xue provided was of great help to him, giving him a clearer understanding of the current situation. Officially collected information was more detailed and comprehensive, after all.

It was undeniable that some confidential information was beyond Bai Xue's knowledge, and even Captain Luo might not be aware of it. However, Yang Haoran was already satisfied with the information he had obtained, considering Bai Xue's position within the Spirit Police. It was too much to expect her to know some confidential information.

The only thing that left him feeling regretful and puzzled was that there was no news about the spirit masters from the Spirit Police, not even a hint. It was as if the spirit masters had vanished into thin air.

"What are these spirit masters hiding for? Do they want to stay out of it?"

Yang Haoran's expression turned serious, and he tapped his fingers on the table in a rhythmic pattern, thinking intensely about this question.

"That's not right; their goal is to create chaos in this world. What benefit would they gain from staying out of it?"

As he thought this, Yang Haoran's facial expression froze, and a flash of spiritual light appeared in his mind, as if he had grasped something.

"Staying out of it... staying out of it..."

He muttered to himself, and then his eyes lit up, his gaze becoming piercing, as if he had suddenly understood something.