With only 8 years to live at the start, I'm going all in.

Chapter 145 Letter

"Li Wanyun?"

Ding Yi searched his memory but found that he had never heard of this person before.

"Ah, it's the Chaotic God Cult thief who has recently gained notoriety. Not only is he young, but his cultivation is also quite strong. The bell on his wrist can disrupt people's minds. He's incredibly powerful."

Lin Bao said with a smile.

"So that's it."

Ding Yi recalled the conversation between Fu Lousheng and Li Wanyun last night and nodded to himself.

It's obvious that the two must have already clashed, and neither could gain the upper hand over the other. Otherwise, given Fu Lousheng's arrogant and boastful nature, they would have definitely had a fight last night.

"Brother Ding, the people of the Chaotic God Cult are all very cunning, and their activities have been quite frequent lately. I have a bad feeling about this."

Lin Bao sighed.

"Captain Lin, what is the background of this Chaotic God Sect? How can it have so many experts?"

Ding Yi asked again.

"I don't know. Some people speculate that it's related to those disbanded martial arts sects, but these things are beyond the control of insignificant people like us."

Lin Bao chuckled and prepared to leave.

"Oh, right, Captain Lin, do you still stand by what you said last night about helping me with something?"

But Ding Yi suddenly spoke up at that moment.

"Oh? Brother Ding, please speak freely."

Although Lin Bao was somewhat surprised, he stopped and glanced at Ding Yi before speaking.

"Haha, just kidding, Captain Lin. If you ever become successful in the future, just don't forget me."

Ding Yi suddenly burst into laughter, saying with a smile.

"Brother Ding, you flatter me. If I ever achieve great success in the future, I will never forget you!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Bao smiled slightly, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ding Yi, and then left the courtyard.

Ding Yi looked at Lin Bao's retreating figure and shook his head slightly.

It seems that in this unfamiliar place, I still need a completely reliable person who can be of service to me.

Lin Bao may seem dull and impulsive, but the fact that he was able to inform the Patrol Division in advance last night is enough to show that he is not a simple man.

"Damn it, why are all the people I run into either idiots or hidden bastards?"

"I'd better continue my cultivation."

Ding Yi shook his head and continued to practice the "Nine-Level Blood Exchange Technique" in the courtyard.

After all, his talent was only mediocre, not useless. He could refine as much as he could, and even if he really needed to use Divine Illumination to improve his realm in the future, it would consume less of his lifespan.

As for the Yuanqiao Realm cultivation technique he obtained last night, Ding Yi carefully studied it once but chose not to strengthen it.

The most urgent task is to obtain the Refining Spirit Technique. This Yuanqiao Technique requires a considerable amount of lifespan to strengthen, so Ding Yi chose to give up after only glancing at the prompt.

Time flew by, and the next day arrived in the blink of an eye.

These days, news of the Wuji Sect's property being raided has swept through the entire Baihe City like a whirlwind.

Some say the Wuji Sect offended the Patrol Bureau, others say the Wuji Sect colluded with the Chaotic God Cult, and still others say the Wuji Sect leader stole a powerful figure's woman.

For a time, the remaining three sects and seven factions in the city were all on edge, and each of them restrained their disciples to keep a low profile, for fear of running into trouble.

In Ding Yi's small courtyard.

"Crack!!"

A crisp sound rang out, and then a strangely shaped falcon landed on the stone table in the courtyard.

Ding Yi looked at the falcon that had landed beside him, then calmly took the letter tube from its ankle and poured out the rolled-up letter inside.

Unfolding the letter, Ding Yi glanced at the signature and discovered it was from Liu Xun. He then began reading it from the beginning.

After a moment, Ding Yi was slightly taken aback, then got up and took out a brush, ink, paper and inkstone from inside the house. He then spread out the paper on the stone table and began to write.

Before long, Ding Yi finished writing the letter, tore the paper into a suitable size, rolled it back into the letter tube, then waved to summon the demon falcon and re-tied the letter tube to its leg.

The falcon immediately understood when it tapped the table. With a sudden flap of its wings, it soared into the sky and vanished through the clouds in an instant.

Ding Yi looked up in the direction where the demonic falcon had disappeared, and only after not finding any other demonic falcons chasing after him did he feel a little relieved.

In the letter just now, Liu Xun said that Yin Yang Palace had completed its investigation into the attack on Baiyun Temple and generally agreed with Liu Xun's statement.

Although Sun Qiao'er killed the sage of Baiyun Temple, she failed to find evidence of Wang Pingshan's collusion with Baiyun Temple in time. Her merits and demerits canceled each other out, and she has now returned to Yin Yang Palace.

As for Liu Xun, he successfully stepped down as the Director of the Inspection Department, and was succeeded by a newly arrived expert at the Divine Palace Realm.

However, Liu Xun was not punished by the authorities. Instead, he was transferred to another county to serve as the director of the supervisory department, which was considered to give him an official position.

The county Liu Xun was newly appointed to was called Tutao County. It had a smaller population than Qingfeng County and could be considered a relatively poor county.

Ding Yi was very pleased to see this, since it was easier to do some small things in a county town with fewer people. So he wrote a letter asking Liu Xun to transport three blood-red statues to an abandoned village near Baihe City every month, and he would wait for him there on the second day of each month.

As for Sun Qiao'er, Ding Yi has not contacted her yet.

He trusted Sun Qiao'er quite a bit. She had already set off to return to the Yin-Yang Palace. If he contacted her rashly, it might cause trouble. It would be better to wait until things stabilized on her end before making any plans.

"Refine your spirit, refine your spirit, we must hurry up."

Ding Yi sighed inwardly, then took out a piece of dough and began to knead it in his hands.

The next moment, Ding Yi pressed the dough into a thin sheet with tiny facial features.

Ding Yi used his fingernail to write the words "Middle-aged men cannot detect human skin masks" on the thin film, and then waited quietly.

A moment later, a line of text appeared before my eyes.

[Currently, the required lifespan for enhancement is 2 months and 1 day. Enhance now?]

Yes! !

Ding Yi directly chose yes. The next moment, the face on the stone table was enveloped in a white light. After the white light dissipated, a new human skin mask appeared.

Ding Yi picked up the human skin mask in front of him and gently put it on his face, immediately feeling that familiar cold sensation.

Touching his cheek, Ding Yi was surprised to find that he could still feel the roughness on his face, and the human skin mask even had a beard on his chin!

Ding Yi tugged at his beard and found that it was unusually firmly attached, as if it were actually growing into his flesh. He was even more impressed by this product of the system.

"Wanxiang Gate..."

Ding Yi stroked his beard and muttered to himself.

The Gate of Myriad Phenomena, the Hall of Primordial Beginning.

In the front hall of the palace, several high-ranking officials from within the gates were gathered together, discussing recent important matters.

"Elder Wang, how's the situation with the Wuji Sect going?"

Zhou Ruoxu sat upright in the center of the hall, looking at one of the seats in the row on the left below, and slowly asked.

"Sect Master, it has been confirmed that the Wuji Sect is colluding with the Chaos God Sect. There are too many people involved, so we might as well wipe them all out."

Elder Wang said with a smile.

Although Baihe City is large, the three sects and seven factions are still in competition with each other, and the competition is even quite fierce.

After all, there are only so many warriors. If your family has more, my family will have fewer. These are very simple truths.

Where is Song Mingyuan?

Zhou Ruoxu continued to ask.

"I haven't heard about that. Song Mingyuan is quite strong; he must have escaped."

After pondering for a moment, Elder Wang continued.

"What a pity, I wanted to settle things with him."

As Zhou Ruoxu spoke, a helpless smile appeared on his lips, and he shook his head slightly.