Entering the Valley

"We are newly recruited Corpse Collector, and we've come here specifically to report for duty. Please register us!" Lin Qing said in a deep voice.

He didn't like the girl's reaction; it was a bit unreasonable and domineering. He could tolerate her slacking off and sleeping during her shift, but to yell at someone like that was unacceptable.

"What's your name?" the little girl asked, still sounding somewhat impatient.

Lin Qing.

Wei Dong.

"Lin Qing?" The little girl's eyes widened suddenly, her bright eyes blinking, filled with surprise and fear. In an instant, her expression changed completely, she quickly put away her impatience and revealed a bright smile.

"Oh, it's Brother Lin Qing and Brother Wei Dong! My name is Lin Shurou, and I've been waiting for you for so long!"

Lin Qing's expression remained unchanged, but upon hearing that delicate, sweet voice, he felt a little nauseous.

Through this incident, he once again realized how much weight Gold Token carried in the Prefectural City Soul-Calming Office; even the most senior constables had to Constable him with utmost respect.

Wei Dong, standing to the side, burst into laughter. "Haha, Lin Daiyu speaks so well, how old are you this year?"

"She's sixteen."

"Sixteen years old? You must be lying. To work in the Soul-Calming Office, you have to be at least sixteen years old," Wei Dong said.

"Brother Wei Dong doesn't understand, this young lady will always be sixteen years old." Lin Shurou smiled sweetly.

"Haha, Lin Daiyu is so cute and has such a lovely voice, I love her so much!" Wei Dong laughed nonstop.

Lin Qing didn't respond, but waited patiently by his side. Lin Shurou's gaze swept over him, her eyes filled with admiration.

"Brother Lin Qing was amazing yesterday! He sent the enemy flying with just one punch. Everyone says you're a martial arts genius. I wish I had even a tenth of Brother Lin Qing's Talent," Lin Shurou said with a smile.

"Miss Lin, have you finished registering? I'm in a hurry," Lin Qing said indifferently.

"Oh, all registered. Here are your identity tokens," Lin Shurou said hurriedly.

Thank you!

Lin Qing took the token, got up, and went out.

Lin Shurou watched the two figures disappear into the distance and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Gold Token, the Constable, has a promising future; she cannot afford to offend him.

Moreover, she was very confident in her beauty. If she could win over Lin Qing, she might gain great benefits in the future. As for Wei Dong, although he was also Gold Token, he was inferior to Lin Qing in both appearance and public opinion, and he was not worthy of her attention.

"Lin Daiyu is adorable, has a sweet voice, and most importantly, has very clear eyes; she looks like an innocent young girl who hasn't experienced the ways of the world."

As Wei Dong walked out of the stone house, he kept thinking about the conversation he had just had.

"Brother Wei, people's hearts are unpredictable and cannot be judged by their appearance. A beautiful person is not necessarily kind-hearted, and a fierce-looking person is not necessarily an evil person," Lin Qing said in a deep voice.

"You're right, my dad often taught me that too, but she's different, I can feel it." Wei Dong said confidently.

Lin Qing said no more. Having only met her once, he couldn't tell whether Lin Shurou was a good person or a bad person.

In a short while.

The two, carrying the token, walked deeper into another courtyard, where they met Tang Ping, the Constable Chief of the Corpse Collection Team!

The Prefectural City Soul-Calming Office has over a thousand personnel, so the Corpse Collection Team are divided into several groups, each with a Constable Chief. Tang Ping is one of them.

Lin Qing had expected to meet a dignified and imposing man, but the actual situation was far beyond his expectations.

Tang Ping was sitting on the steps under the eaves, holding a jar of wine, completely drunk.

He reeked of alcohol, his face was flushed, and his hair was a mess.

"Lin Qing (Wei Dong) greets the Constable Chief!"

Hearing the commotion, Tang Ping let out a hiccup, his eyes brightening considerably. "So it's Brother Lin and Brother Wei, nice to meet you! From now on, we're all family. Our Corpse Collection Team is usually quite relaxed; you can make your own decisions most of the time. We only occasionally have bodies to deal with. If you encounter any difficulties, just let me know, and I'll definitely help you solve them."

"You're too kind, sir. We'll find a way to solve any difficulties ourselves. We wouldn't trouble you like this," Lin Qing said.

"Haha, Brother Lin, you're too kind. Don't call me 'sir,' just call me Old Tang." Tang Ping was very enthusiastic and didn't Constable Chief.

"I will follow your arrangements, sir." Lin Qing said solemnly. Having just arrived and only met him once, he truly couldn't bring himself to say the name "Old Tang."

"Would you like a drink? I don't have many hobbies in my life, but I love drinking," Tang Ping warmly invited.

"Well, then let's have a drink." Lin Qing didn't want to drink, but since Tang Ping had already suggested it, he couldn't refuse.

An hour later, Lin Qing returned to his small courtyard.

Both the Gold Token Constable and the Grade A Constable had their own independent courtyards, where they could practice martial arts when they had nothing to do on weekdays.

After returning home, Lin Qing opened the Tathagata Fist Manual and began to study it carefully. However, after only fifteen minutes of studying, Wang Ling arrived at his door.

"Come with me, I'll take you to explore Blood Valley. Obtaining the Unity Heaven Art and cultivating the Unity Force is no easy feat."

"Okay." Lin Qing replied, got up and went out.

Da da da!

A quarter of an hour later, the two rode fast horses out of the south gate of the Soul-Calming Office and traveled hundreds of miles at high speed, arriving near Blood Valley in no time.

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

At this moment, a group of men dressed in the Constable of the Soul-Calming Office rode up quickly from not far away. When they got close, they saw that it was Wang Ling and dismounted.

Wang Ling said calmly, "It's twenty miles from here to the entrance of Blood Valley. If Martial Artist at the Transforming Force Realm goes any further, their life will be in danger, and the deeper they go, the greater the danger will be."

The Soul-Calming Office has set up several patrol teams here, both to prevent Evil Spirits from breaking out of the Blood Valley and to prevent ignorant people from accidentally wandering in and losing their lives.

"Dismount. If you continue forward, the horse will not be able to withstand the impact of the evil energy!"

As Wang Ling spoke, he dismounted and used his Lightness Skill to gallop rapidly towards Blood Valley. Lin Qing did the same, and the two of them quickly ventured deeper into the valley, one after the other.

To accommodate Lin Qing, Wang Ling deliberately slowed down, keeping the two within five steps of each other at all times.

As Lin Qing drew closer to Blood Valley, he felt increasingly uncomfortable. The cold wind that rushed towards him carried the stench of blood, and waves of evil energy surged from all directions, causing a pricking sensation all over his body. He could also faintly hear a woman's weeping, a sign that his soul was being corrupted by Yin Qi.

However, all of this is still within his control.

When he followed Wang Ling into the Blood Valley, the impact of the Yin Qi suddenly intensified several times, causing him excruciating pain all over his body, and the auditory hallucinations in his ears became increasingly complex and severe.

"How are you? Can you still hold on?" Wang Ling asked.

"Okay," Lin Qing replied.

"Then let's keep moving forward!"

Wang Ling continued forward, while Lin Qing followed silently behind.

His gaze swept across the Blood Valley. The earth was dark red, and black clouds rolled overhead, so much so that the entire valley was shrouded in white mist. Even Lin Qing could only see a few dozen steps ahead.

Suddenly, a low growl came from his side, and a dark shadow pounced over. It was a Living Corpse, emanating a putrid stench, with blood-red eyes that shone with pure bloodlust.

Before Lin Qing could make a move, Wang Ling had already struck out with a palm, creating a crimson pillar of energy from a distance.

Boom!

The Living Corpse's corpse exploded in mid-air, sending stench and blood flying everywhere. Wisps of bloody energy drifted out from within, instantly converging to form a gradually solidifying mass of energy.