Chapter 217: Yin Division Laws

At this point, if these two Night Watch figures still don't comprehend the situation, then there might be an issue with their intelligence.

Though Master Wu had some suspicions, hearing Yang Haoran's assertive words surprised him even further.

While the trio remained in shock, Yang Haoran suddenly vanished. Before they could react, darkness enveloped them, and they lost consciousness.

Yang Haoran didn't intend to kill them with that sudden attack but rather forcibly erase their memories of tonight.

Tonight, the trio learned too much—things they should and shouldn't know. Yang Haoran had no choice but to take this action.

Now, without the Death Mark Seal in them, their Yin spirit power vanished. Erasing a segment of their memories posed no difficulty for Yang Haoran, even if their Death Mark Seals were still intact.

Preserving secrets by ensuring those who know perish is often the best option, but Yang Haoran had his reasons for not doing so.

Firstly, directly killing them was something he hesitated to do. Furthermore, if he did, how would it differ from Deng Feng?

Despite the seemingly casual words from the cloaked man, asking him to handle the matter cleanly might be a deliberate lure. If Yang Haoran complied, who knows how the cloaked man, possibly holding a grudge, would treat the newly appointed Burial Master. Even if there were no punishments, his impression might not be favorable in the future.

Considering Yang Haoran's character, he wouldn't engage in actions that harm others without benefit to himself.

Another reason was that Lecheng's Yin Division had almost become an empty shell. The seasoned Night Watch members were gone, leaving only newcomers. These novices not only lacked strength but also had limited knowledge in various aspects compared to the experienced Night Watch members.

Despite Yang Haoran not wanting to eliminate the two Night Watch members, any aspirations they had to make a name for themselves in Yang Haoran's hands were futile.

Perform well, and they might become temple priests. Fail, and once enough personnel is available, they would be dismissed, with no chance even to become temple priests.

Yang Haoran didn't wake the trio forcefully, as it would harm their bodies, yet he didn't leave the hall. He needed to wait for them to wake up and arrange some matters.

During the wait, Yang Haoran's gaze fell upon three items on the nearby table—two iron books and a wooden box left by the cloaked man before his departure.

Inside the forbidden area, Yang Haoran and the cloaked man only discussed two matters: strategizing about Deng Feng and appointing a new Burial Master for Lecheng.

While serving as a Night Watch member, one only needed to remember their duties, and there weren't many rules. As long as the boss didn't cause trouble, anything was acceptable.

However, being a Burial Master was entirely different. Burial Masters were recognized as Underworld Envoys by the Yin Division, and their influence far surpassed that of Night Watch members. Consequently, the management of Burial Masters was much stricter.

After a brief glance, Yang Haoran closed the iron book. There was too much information to memorize all the laws in a short time. He would have to take his time to study them later.

Setting the iron book aside, Yang Haoran picked up another iron book. In contrast, this one was much thinner. Upon opening it, he found no physical pages; instead, it lit up like a tablet, displaying a plethora of information.

Yang Haoran flipped through hundreds of pages, realizing that this iron book not only recorded major events within the Yin Division since its establishment but also documented significant events outside the Yin Division.

This iron book resembled an exclusive history book of the Yin Division.

Although thinner than the previous iron book, the content in this one was thousands of times more extensive. Fortunately, the cloaked man didn't require him to memorize the contents of this iron book, or it would have been an exhausting task.

Closing the iron book, Yang Haoran planned to revisit it when he had more time. Despite the abundance of information, he was genuinely interested in learning more. Increasing his knowledge about these matters would undoubtedly be beneficial for him.

Setting this iron book aside, Yang Haoran finally picked up the wooden box. The cloaked man left three items before leaving, and this fist-sized wooden box was the last one.

Upon opening the box, three thumb-sized black pills were neatly arranged inside. Aside from their deep black color, these pills seemed ordinary.

However, as Yang Haoran lightly tapped the wooden box with his fingers, a crisp sound echoed, as if breaking a seal. Immediately, a visible, dense Yin Qi emanated from the three pills. The seemingly ordinary black pills now appeared extraordinary.

These three black pills were the coveted soul pills for Underworld Envoys, emitting pure Yin Qi, also known as Soul Qi, without any side effects.

Staring at the three soul pills in the box, a smile involuntarily appeared on Yang Haoran's face. Soul pills were rare treasures, even for him in his current state.

After becoming the Burial Master, he would receive three of these soul pills annually. Additionally, based on his contributions to the Yin Division throughout the year, he might receive extra soul pills.

In other words, these three soul pills were his guaranteed annual salary.