I was so anxious I couldn't sleep all night.

Those spendthrift girls even wanted soybean milk and fried dough sticks.

So I got up early to fry them some.

This time I owed them a huge favor. Those girls didn't even care about their reputations and were going to challenge Old Liu.

I knew they acted like they didn't care, but who could remain calm when they were being smeared all over the world?

I couldn't silence the gossip of the martial world, nor could I force the officials of the Reincarnation Department to change their minds.

What else could I do?

At most, fry the dough sticks a bit crispier.

After the girls had eaten about eighty percent of their fill, they dragged me to the training ground. Butcher Wang threw his twin blades into my hands. "What you need to do now is improve your strength as quickly as possible."

"Our opponents are getting stronger and more cunning. The Two Realms Hall can't always win with just strategy. The Two Realms Hall needs brute force."

"From now on, we'll take turns sparring with you to improve your strength as quickly as possible."

"You have half an hour to study the blade techniques. After half an hour, we'll start."

I suspected Butcher Wang and the others deliberately wanted to beat me up. Half an hour later, the girls attacked me like madmen. I didn't dare to kill, and I was almost beaten to death.

However, under their crazy training, my strength was also rapidly improving.

From that day on, I trained while waiting for Qingming to appear.

In the end, Qingming didn't come, but Hei Wuchang (Black Impermanence) and Bai Wuchang (White Impermanence) did.

Bai Wuchang's first words when he saw me were, "The Eight Great Bandits' secret order has been revoked!"

I frowned. "What do you mean?"

Bai Wuchang explained, "The civil official faction jointly petitioned to change the rules of the secret order. Special secret orders can only be executed by first-rank Yang Jian Jie Ming Ren. Your strength is not enough."

I said in a deep voice, "Does the Underworld have first-rank Jie Ming Ren?"

"Only four," Bai Wuchang said. "But the identities of these four are top secret. Even we don't know who they are."

I frowned. "What if I happen to encounter a mission?"

Bai Wuchang's expression darkened. "The Underworld's decree cannot be violated. Don't take chances."

"The decree has already been activated. Your mission is canceled. As compensation, the Underworld will give each of you six months of life."

Bai Wuchang said, "Adding those six months, you should each have only eight months left to live, right? You'd better start thinking about how to save your lives."

I said in a deep voice, "Grandmasters, if the civil official faction can change the rules, why don't you, the Ten Yama Kings, jointly petition to change the rules again?"

Hei Wuchang's expression darkened. "Nonsense!"

Bai Wuchang also shook his head. "Modifying the rules must be based on reason and evidence. We are no match for the civil official faction when it comes to law."

I laughed. "Grandmasters, haven't you thought about increasing the workload for the Jie Ming Ren? Like arresting Yellow Springs smugglers or something?"

Bai Wuchang's eyes lit up. "That's right! Arresting Yellow Springs smugglers has always been the civil official faction's exclusive domain. They don't allow anyone to interfere, which is why the Reincarnation Department is so unscrupulous."

"If we change the rules, it will be enough to make them hurt for a while. Boy, tell me more about it."

I waved my hand. "Old Liu, come and tell the Grandmasters the details! Don't forget to tell the Grandmasters to get us more missions to hunt down smugglers."

"Slippery!" Hei Wuchang glared at me before finding a place to sit down.

Old Liu didn't even need to draft anything before setting up a detailed plan for the two Grandmasters.

After the two Grandmasters left, a cold light appeared in my eyes.

The civil official faction doesn't want me to track down the Eight Great Bandits because they don't want me to find the Yin-Yang Inn?

Not so easy!

Since you don't want me to accept secret orders, then I'll kill your people until you hand over the secrets of the Divine Temple.

Feng Ruoxing walked up behind me. "Li Po, this move of yours is too risky. Yellow Springs smugglers are harder to deal with than escaped earth souls."

I said in a deep voice, "Smugglers are difficult to deal with, but losing one will also make the Reincarnation Department's heart ache. Only when they are in unbearable pain will they obediently reveal their accomplices."

"It will take some time for the Grandmasters to handle this matter, so there's no rush."

"What I need now is to find Qing Tang!"

To find Yellow Springs smugglers, one needs accurate calculation and powerful intelligence.

The Two Realms Hall has neither a destiny master nor corresponding intelligence personnel.

To fight against the Reincarnation Department, these two things are absolutely indispensable.

After waiting for another two days, Qingming finally arrived late. "The contract and the mission are all here."

I opened the human skin contract and glanced at it before taking the mission. But as soon as I scanned it, my expression suddenly darkened. "This is an Underworld secret order. You want me to send a soul back to the Underworld?"

Qingming laughed. "You can ask the messenger behind you. Is this secret order useful or not?"

Nie Xiaochun said in a low voice, "There are many scattered secret orders in the Underworld. As long as someone obtains these secret orders and completes the missions on them, regardless of whether they are Jie Ming Ren employed by the Underworld, they can claim rewards from the region."

"These secret orders are called 'flying posts' in the martial world."