Realm of the Night God

Chapter 662: Weak Water 3000

The first floor of the Ghost Technique Pavilion was very large, but there were also many people. At a glance, it was crowded with people, but they were all very quiet, with only the sound of flipping books audible, and almost no other noise could be heard.

Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing had decided to head to the second floor before entering the Ghost Technique Pavilion, so they didn't linger on the first floor, only taking a quick glance at the situation before finding the passage to the second floor and heading straight up.

The second floor was much smaller than the first floor, because the three-story pavilion was narrower at the top and wider at the bottom, so the second floor was naturally smaller compared to the first floor.

However, the second floor was still very large and impressive, looking cleaner and more organized than the first floor.

It wasn't that the first floor was dirty, but because there were many books and people, it seemed a bit crowded and cluttered, whereas the second floor was the opposite, with fewer people and fewer bookshelves, making it look much cleaner and more organized.

Compared to the first floor, the second floor was twice as expensive, with an additional soul pill required per hour, which was a significant expense for an ordinary Underworld Envoy, which was why there were fewer people on the second floor.

At the entrance of the second floor, there was a counter with two young women standing behind it, wearing professional smiles to greet customers.

The two women were not underworld ghost attendants but ghosts wearing flesh vessels, and usually, real ghost attendants wouldn't be providing reception services here.

"Underworld Envoy, sir, how long do you plan to stay on the second floor?"

Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing's arrival immediately caught the attention of the two women, and one of them asked Xu Meijing, who was walking in front.Xu Meijing was about to respond when Yang Haoran cut in.

"We're together, and we'll only be staying for an hour for now. If we need more time later, we'll add it," Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"Okay, but we require payment upfront, and we hope the two Underworld Envoys can understand," the woman replied with a smile, her attitude very respectful.

"Ha ha, no problem, we'll follow the rules," Yang Haoran responded with a smile, his tone very polite.

He took out four soul pills from his independent space and handed them over to the woman, who received the payment while the other woman took care of the records.

Yang Haoran was being polite because of his natural character, but also because this Ghost Technique Pavilion was an official business of the Yin Division, and not just any ghost could work here. The ghosts who worked here either had abilities or connections, and if they didn't have either, they wouldn't be able to stay, not even as a service staff. It was best not to underestimate them, as they might have powerful backers.

Yang Haoran didn't know how other Underworld Envoys would treat the staff here, but he thought it was better to be polite to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, the staff were also very polite to him, so there was no need to feel superior and use his status to pressure them.

Xu Meijing's reaction was different from Yang Haoran's. She didn't show politeness to the two women, nor did she try to find any sense of existence from them. She had a cold expression, no time to waste on the two female ghosts, and her gaze was already fixed on the rows of bookshelves on the second floor, as if searching for her target.

After Yang Haoran paid, neither of them wasted any time, immediately taking action according to their previous plan.

Xu Meijing didn't even think about it, directly heading to the area with aggressive Ghost Techniques, which suggested that she was more inclined towards aggressive methods in her heart.

Yang Haoran saw the situation and chose to go to the defensive Ghost Technique area. Although offensive Ghost Techniques are important, defensive Ghost Techniques are equally essential. If you only have offensive methods without defensive measures, you'll be very vulnerable and easily exploited by your opponent.

Therefore, to form a complement, Yang Haoran decisively chose the defensive Ghost Technique area.

When someone is starving, if you give them a plate of food and a bowl of rice, they'll be extremely happy and enjoy their meal. But if you lay out a table full of delicious dishes, they might not know where to start, and that's how Yang Haoran felt.

He urgently needed Ghost Techniques to enhance his strength. If he could get one Ghost Technique, regardless of its type, he should be very happy. However, with so many Ghost Techniques laid out before him, he felt overwhelmed and didn't know where to start.

If possible, he wanted to learn all the Ghost Techniques here, but the key was that he didn't have enough time, and he didn't have enough soul pills to spare.

The mental struggle only lasted for a moment, and then his gaze locked onto a black-covered book in front of him.

This book had no title, and its thickness was about the size of an adult's finger. Yang Haoran flipped through it quickly and found that it recorded several Ghost Techniques, all of which were defensive types.

After taking a glance, Yang Haoran closed the book and put it back in its original place. As he was about to take out another book to look at, his action paused.

He hesitated for a moment, then didn't take out another book, but instead took out the black-covered book again, starting to read it carefully from the first page.

The Ghost Techniques recorded in this book were all decent, and he had put the book back earlier because he wanted to select again, thinking that he might find even more suitable Ghost Techniques later. After all, there were an astonishing number of Ghost Techniques here.

However, when he put the book back and was about to take out another one, he hesitated.

He hesitated because he felt that continuing to select like this would be a vicious cycle, never yielding a result. His time would be wasted in endless selection, and by the time it ended, he might not even have obtained a Ghost Technique that belonged to him, ending up with nothing.

It was precisely because he considered this that Yang Haoran decisively gave up further selection and took out the black book again, deciding to learn the Ghost Techniques recorded in it.

Originally, Yang Haoran didn't know how to choose or give up, but after making this decision, his heart no longer felt tangled, and instead, he felt relieved and easily focused all his attention on the book in his hand.

Since photography was not allowed here, Yang Haoran could only memorize the Ghost Techniques through his own memory. To remember as many Ghost Techniques as possible within the limited time, he didn't study or practice them on the spot but instead used a brute-force method to memorize every incantation and hand seal, storing them in his mind.

Not everyone thought like Yang Haoran. Xu Meijing's thoughts were different from Yang Haoran's. When Yang Haoran had already started memorizing Ghost Techniques, Xu Meijing was still selecting her favorite Ghost Techniques in the offensive Ghost Technique area.

Time passed bit by bit. For Underworld Envoys like Yang Haoran, who wouldn't naturally die, time was not a concern, whether it was an hour, ten years, a hundred years, or even longer. They wouldn't mind it, nor would they feel sorry about the passage of time.

However, they were more concerned about this one hour than usual, because this hour was too precious.

Sometimes, when you want time to pass quickly, you'll find that every breath is a wait. But when you want time to pass slowly, you'll find that every breath is a helplessness.

At this moment, Yang Haoran's heart was filled with helplessness, because an hour had unknowingly passed, and he had to put the book back in its original place under the staff's reminder.

At the counter, Yang Haoran looked at Xu Meijing beside him, seeing her furrowed brows and unpleased expression. He smiled habitually, as if he had seen this scene before.

"Why don't we add an hour?"

Yang Haoran smiled as he sought Xu Meijing's opinion, but Xu Meijing lightly shook her head.

"Let's just leave it for now. We don't have much time to waste here."