The moment Xiao Yu said that, I immediately became alert.
But my cultivation was too weak, and I hadn't sensed any "resentment energy" at all.
Still, who else here could be gathering resentment energy?
It had to be those Japanese Yin-Yang Masters gathered here.
"Xiao Yu, it must be those Japanese Yin-Yang Masters."
Xiao Yu nodded slightly.
"Up ahead!"
Xiao Yu gestured ahead, toward Honest Recycling Station.
Killing intent flashed in my eyes.
"Then there's no mistaking it."
With that, I continued forward with Xiao Yu.
At the end of the old street was the very edge of town, where several dilapidated houses had long since been abandoned.
Beside the road stood a huge plastic billboard, with "Honest Recycling Station" scrawled crookedly in thick black paint, along with a red arrow.
We continued onward, and after walking roughly thirty meters—
I finally sensed the resentment energy Xiao Yu had mentioned.
A faint resentful aura lingered in the air. The Evil-Slaying Flowing Cloud Sword in the sword bag on my back began to tremble as well.
The Tong Ghost Hand inside had grown excited. Other than Great Fiend, it feared nothing; whenever it encountered resentment, it became restless.
The source was a small bungalow nestled in the woods not far ahead.
A large, crooked sign hung over the bungalow.
It clearly read: "Honest Recycling Station."
"This is the place!"
I pointed ahead as I spoke.
Xiao Yu nodded slightly. After merely glancing at the bungalow fifty meters away, she said quietly,
"There are twenty-four human auras inside, twenty of them living people.
There are also varying levels of Yin baleful energy, quite a few ghosts, and plenty of resentment energy."
I already knew Xiao Yu was formidable.
But with a single glance, she had determined the number of people, ghosts, and