It was exactly four o'clock in the morning when Ye Yangcheng arrived in Quheng City, Zhejiang. When he appeared in Jiulong Reservoir, the black spirit envoy who was transforming evil spirits and preventing them from escaping also discovered Ye Yangcheng's arrival, and knelt down in the air and shouted respectfully: "Welcome to Master."

"Get up." Ye Yangcheng had not yet had the heart to deal with these things. He nodded and signaled that the black spirit envoys to stand up. He asked one of the black spirit envoys: "How are the progress of those ghosts?"

"Return to the master's words, the God Envoy said that the ghosts are progressing smoothly, but the Yin power contained in the Nine Yin land here can only support the current ghosts to complete the transformation of evil ghosts. Even one more will cause insufficient Yin power, which will directly lead to the failure of all ghosts' transformation." A black spirit envoy replied respectfully.

Hearing his answer, Ye Yangcheng, who had imprisoned dozens of ghosts in the Jiuxiao Space, couldn't help but wonder. He temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​throwing the ghosts in the Jiuxiao Space into the Jiuyin Land. After pondering for a moment, he then asked: "How many are there in total who are transforming evil ghosts here now?"

"When I go back to my master, there are a total of 122 ghosts that are transforming evil spirits. The God Envoy is controlling the rhythm of their absorption of Yin power below. The God Envoy said that if nothing unexpected happens, these 122 ghosts can complete the transformation of evil spirits within three days." The black spirit envoy seemed to be the messenger that Yuan Tingting had explained in advance, and answered Ye Yangcheng's inquiry meticulously.

"So fast?" Ye Yangcheng was shocked when he heard his answer. In his impression, it seemed that it took Zhao Rongrong to transform into a ghost. How could he successfully complete the transformation in just a few days this time?

After a little thought, Ye Yangcheng did not continue to ask, because he suddenly realized that when Zhao Rongrong transformed into a ghost, the Yin power in the Nine Yin land was already very scarce, and there were many external factors. It was God's blessing to be able to successfully complete the transformation of a ghost.

The reason why these 122 killers' ghosts were able to complete the transformation of evil ghosts so quickly was because the Nine Yin land they were in was full of yin power and there was no attack from the Yin spirits. There was also Yuan Tingting, a first-level god envoy, guarding the lower body all day long, adjusting the rhythm of their absorption of Yin power at any time. After combining these situations, it is normal to increase the speed.

After understanding these situations, Ye Yangcheng also knew that there was no need to take action here for the time being. He nodded and did not go down to look at Yuan Tingting and the ghosts who were transforming into ghosts. He turned around and disappeared into the place where he was standing. In a blink of an eye, he had already appeared on the mountain path hundreds of meters away. He flashed again, and disappeared without a trace.

At around six o'clock in the morning, Ye Yangcheng appeared at the door of a hotel in Lusheng District, Qingzhou City, carrying a bag of small bags in one hand and a cup of fresh soy milk in the other. After entering the hotel, he checked in at the counter. After getting the room card, he went directly to the guesthouse department of the hotel on the sixth floor.

In the Supreme Suite with about 80 square meters, Ye Yangcheng was sitting on the sofa, eating buns and drinking soy milk casually. His sometimes frowning and sometimes loosening his eyebrows interpreted his complicated mood at the moment.

At 7:30 in the morning, the doorbell in the guest room was ringed. When Ye Yangcheng heard the doorbell sound, he didn't mean to get up and leave the sofa. He chuckled and said, "The door is covered, come in."

The door of the room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man who looked about 47 or 8 years old quickly walked into the room. After turning around and covering the door again, he turned around and knelt in front of Ye Yangcheng with a thud, saying respectfully: "Lin Li has seen the master, please pay tribute to the master."

"Haha, get up." This man was Wu Jianrong, secretary of the Qingzhou Municipal Party Committee, possessed by Song Linli. He looked at him with a smile. Ye Yangcheng raised his hand and said, "Sit down."

"Yes, master." Song Linli hadn't seen Ye Yangcheng for a long time. When he saw him again, his excitement was completely understandable. After hearing Ye Yangcheng's words, Song Linli, who had just stood up, bent down again and agreed respectfully. Then he sat down on another sofa not far from Ye Yangcheng. Only half of his butt fell on the sofa. He did a good job in terms of etiquette.

"When I came, I wasn't recognized, right?" Ye Yangcheng picked up a teacup in front of him, took a sip of the tea and asked Song Linli casually.

"Master, the servant has decorated his face all the way. Except for the person who is very familiar with the servant's current appearance, ordinary people cannot recognize it." Although Ye Yangcheng's inquiry was casual, Song Linli did not dare to be too casual. Although he did not get up and leave the sofa, he bowed slightly to Ye Yangcheng and replied respectfully.

Of course, Yang Cheng knew that Song Linli would not be so stupid, so he rushed here to see him. The reason for this question was that he was actually a little chatting, but Song Linli's serious answer also made him lose this leisure. After nodding slightly, he stopped saying anything.

Ye Yangcheng stopped talking, and as a servant, Song Linli naturally did not dare to say anything more. He could only sit on the sofa carefully and accompany Ye Yangcheng to wait for the next person to arrive.

About ten minutes after Song Linli arrived at the hotel room, the door of the void was pushed open again. This time, the person who came in was a 55 or 56-year-old man wearing a very inconspicuous outfit. When he saw Ye Yangcheng sitting on the sofa, he immediately turned over and bowed: "Xing Junfei has met the master, so he pays homage to the master."

"Get up and sit down." Looking at the short and thin old man in front of him, Ye Yangcheng really did connect him with the secretary of a prefecture-level city party committee, but what made him feel a little funny was that Lin Chengjin's body was in line with Xing Junfei's temperament.

Hearing Ye Yangcheng's words, Xing Junfei was not as reserved as Song Linli. He immediately agreed with a smile, stood up and walked towards the sofa, while saying, "Master, are there any big noises again?"

"Did you see it?" Ye Yangcheng glanced at Xing Junfei with a smile, and nodded on his own without waiting for him to answer, and said, "That's right, there are some things that need to be handled. Let's sit down first. When everyone is here, I'll tell you what you need to do this time."

"Yes, master." Although Xing Junfei was relatively relaxed, this did not mean that he dared to ask questions. Since Ye Yangcheng had no intention of saying it for the time being, he could only patiently look at the phone with a smile, and sat next to Song Linli, shut up and silent.

In the following hour, Wang Mingqi, Secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Affairs Committee, Tang Taiyuan, Director of the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee, Wu Zhengang, Secretary of the Hangzhou Municipal Party Committee, Chu Mingxuan, Secretary of the Quheng Municipal Party Committee, Zhang Yuqian, Mayor of Huzhou Municipal Party Committee, Zhao Rongrong, Secretary of the Lihai Municipal Party Committee, Yuko Okura, Deputy Mayor of Ningbo, and others also rushed to the hotel guest rooms one after another.

This is the first time Ye Yangcheng has gathered them to his side since he sent them out. Looking at the ten spiritual envoys who were following him at the beginning, and now the first-level divine envoys, Ye Yangcheng suddenly had the urge to call them back to him and listen to them.

In the past, there was not enough manpower, and in the end, Ye Yangcheng became a commander alone, but now it is different. With the 122 spiritual servant reserve members in the Nine Yin Land as the foundation, Ye Yangcheng could do this.

What's more, now there are less than five days before the God Prisoner escapes from the God Forbidden Space. Once the God Prisoner leaves the God Forbidden Space, to be honest, Ye Yangcheng is not sure that they can successfully resolve them after they leave the God Forbidden Space.

According to the previous style of the God Prisoners, when they leave the God-forbidden space, if Ye Yangcheng cannot keep them, the subsequent conflict will definitely escalate again. In this situation, how can we not have many capable assistants around us?

Thinking of this, Ye Yangcheng couldn't help but temporarily suppress the serious matter he was about to talk about and said, "After you leave the now possessed body, can you have a way to let the new spirit servants settle in these bodies?"

Ye Yangcheng's first words made the ten first-level gods present lit up. Among them, the fastest reaction was Zhao Rongrong. She only heard her say: "Master, as long as we spend half a month to nourish our current body to avoid the rapid decay of the body due to the loss of soul control, it is theoretically completely feasible."

"Rongrong is right." After hearing Zhao Rongrong's words, Xing Junfei replied immediately: "But this process of soul conversion cannot last too long. It is estimated that there will only be three seconds at most. Once there is a little accident during the transfer process, the body will quickly deteriorate and cannot be used anymore."

"The most critical issue is not these." Chu Mingxuan frowned and said, "Master, if we hand over our current body to the new spiritual envoy, this new spiritual envoy will not be able to obtain any memory from the body. In other words, even if we control the body, we don't know what we can do, what we should do, what habits are, what words and deeds are, and if we are not careful, we may..."

Chu Mingxuan's words were already very straightforward. Everyone could understand what he said, "I'm afraid" meant. For a moment, the hope that had just ignited in everyone's heart was blown away with a slight sound.

Even Ye Yangcheng felt that this matter was a bit difficult. Just when everyone didn't know what to do, Yuko Okura suddenly said, "I can't get my memory, can't I learn it yet?"
Chapter completed!