However, Qin Chuan still did not make a rash move. After all, it’s not afraid of ten thousand possibilities, just that one possibility. He planned to find someone to test it further, which led to the situation where the maintenance team’s Yin Qi reserve was insufficient.

...

When Yan Qianji arrived at the site where the maintenance team was located, he could feel the temperature in the air gradually rising.

Strands of Yin Qi were being swallowed by a massive vortex, gathering towards the sky.

Because a large amount of Yin Qi was being extracted, the efficiency of the Soul Cultivators working in the maintenance team plummeted.

Yan Qianji knew that originally, under the Yin atmosphere of the Old Graveyard, Soul Cultivators were continuously nourished with Yin Qi, which made them like fish in water. Not only did it extend their service life, but it also greatly increased their work efficiency.

However, with the current environment’s Yin Qi being drastically extracted, it was akin to throwing fish into the desert, not only reducing the work efficiency of the Soul Cultivators but also shortening their service life.

Thinking of this, Yan Qianji, dressed in Yang-blocking clothes, shot into the sky, trembling as he approached the source of the Yin Qi extraction through layers of dense Yin Qi. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The closer he got, the more he could feel the concentration of Yin Qi in the air increasing, even penetrating through his Yang-blocking clothes, gradually freezing his Qi-Blood by breaching the protection bit by bit.

Knowing he could not linger here long, Yan Qianji hurriedly shouted to the vague figure ahead: "Senior, I am the assistant to the Vice Minister of the Ghost Faith Department, please be lenient. If you continue to extract Yin Qi here, the Soul Cultivators below will find it difficult to work. Could we maybe discuss..."

But before Yan Qianji could continue, the figure scoffed coldly: "Outsider? Or a Golden Core from the Lower Realm? Something like dog shit, and you think you’re fit to talk to me?"

"Scram."

Yan Qianji felt a tremendous force suddenly press down on him, his entire person crashing to the ground with a thud, kneeling.

"I’m refining Yin Qi here to cultivate Soul Cultivators. If you dare to interrupt again, I’ll outright kill you, fashioning your soul into a Soul Cultivator on the spot, saving you the effort of finding somewhere to house your body."

"Scram."

"If there’s something, let your superior come and report to me."

Yan Qianji struggled to get up, looking towards the shadow enveloped by thick Yin Qi high in the sky.

The recent encounter was not without its gains; at least Yan Qianji realized through Spirit Realm information who the other party was.

"Another deputy minister of the Ghost Faith Department, Jiang Xunyi?"

Yan Qianji bitterly smiled: "Level 4 Sect Staff, Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivator..."

Yan Qianji understood that matters involving such Divinity Transformation Cultivators were entirely beyond his capability to handle.

So, Yan Qianji immediately reported the situation to Zhang Yu.

Simultaneously, he thought to himself, "Although True Monarch Zhang is also a Level 4 Sect Staff, he has not broken through to the Divinity Transformation. Without displaying the Immortal Shuttle, I’m afraid it’s tough to deal with the other party."

In the high sky, Jiang Xunyi coldly watched Yan Qianji’s departing figure and continued to extract Yin Qi.

As a longstanding Vice Minister of the Ghost Faith Department, Jiang Xunyi, as a Divinity Transformation Divine Monarch, once hoped for a promotion, to break free from the Old Graveyard.

But as the years passed, he had to admit that the possibility of that happening was becoming increasingly slim.

"Just relying on my official duties, I could never escape this backwater pit that’s not even in the Law Realm."

"The only way is to gamble."

With the Heavenly Fortune Immortal Venerable’s Taoist Inheritance bestowing a sliver of opportunity for all cultivators, in the face of desperation, when one’s path on the Immortal Path seemed ended, leaving only exhausted potential...everyone had another chance to gamble.

Thus, to pursue the Immortal Path, Jiang Xunyi gradually became addicted to gambling.

Especially with the expansion of the gambling platform within the Wanfa Sect, everything could be gambled, and Jiang Xunyi wagered bigger and bigger, losing his Immortal Dao Potential increasingly, unknowingly piling up debts.

This time, to repay his debts, he decided to test Zhang Yu as per Minister Qin Chuan’s instructions.

So Jiang Xunyi was refining Yin Qi legally and compliantly, though with a bit too much commotion, which made it hard for the maintenance team’s Soul Cultivators to work normally.

If the other party were also an experienced Divinity Transformation, they could compete with him for the Yin Qi based on cultivation.

"But a mere Nascent Soul cannot compare with me in capability."

Jiang Xunyi understood this was a suppression in terms of power. Given the vast difference in strength between him and Zhang Yu, simply refining Yin Qi and following normal procedures, he could make the other party struggle to cope.

"The only thing the opponent can do...is call for help."

"Hmph...let’s see what people you, a petty Lower Realm beast, can call."

Anyway, Jiang Xunyi believed what he did was legal and compliant; the other party couldn’t pinpoint any faults. At worst, he could just kowtow and admit his mistakes.

As for compensating money? With debts that couldn’t be repaid, compensating was, of course, impossible.

...

On the other side, listening to Yan Qianji’s account, Zhang Yu said calmly, "Then arrange for the Soul Cultivators to work somewhere else."

Yan Qianji asked, "But I saw that the other party didn’t mean well, I’m afraid even if we change places, they will follow us and move too."

Zhang Yu replied casually, "Then rest, postpone the work for now."

"In any case, avoid conflict; wait until I break through to the Divinity Transformation before addressing this."

Yan Qianji tentatively suggested, "True Monarch, should we tell Lord Bu about this?"

Zhang Yu rejected the idea, "Always going to Lord Bu with everything will just make the Taoist Lord think we are incompetent. Hold on for another month, after I break through to the Divinity Transformation, I’ll find a way to resolve this."

Hearing Zhang Yu’s answer, Yan Qianji sighed helplessly, leaving unwillingly yet powerless.