Mysterious Revival - Chapter 1421 - 1388: A New Beginning

The next morning.

The top floor of Ning’an Building.

All debris on this floor had been cleared, leaving nothing behind, except for an empty round table. Surrounding the table were twelve chairs, corresponding to the twelve captains.

Yang Jian, He Yuelian, and Lin Bei had already taken their seats.

In fact, this was not the true top floor of Ning’an Building; it was located in Lin Bei’s Mirror World.

Reality and the supernatural overlapped, with the real top floor still existing in reality as Wang Chaling’s exclusive office level. However, Yang Jian and the others could not be seen on that floor.

Such an important meeting couldn’t possibly be arranged in reality, as it was a special period. The information gathered by the twelve captains absolutely couldn’t be leaked. Although it might not be concealed in the end, hiding it for one or two days could have a tremendous impact on the situation.

At this moment, Ning’an Building was not sealed off, and people were still allowed to come and go. However, those entering the building would never be able to reach the Mirror World.

Only specific people would be selected by Lin Bei to enter.

“Yang Jian, Wang Chaling has arrived. He should have already become a tamer of ghosts; the aura around him is different.” Lin Bei’s gaze shifted, sensing a familiar person entering the building.

He Yuelian asked, “Can you even smell it here?”

“People with supernatural powers are easily distinguished from ordinary people by a ghost tamer. It’s not a big deal; if you interact a few times more, you can easily recognize it.” Lin Bei said, understanding that He Yuelian wasn’t mocking him on purpose because she genuinely was a newcomer. She didn’t know many things, although Sun Rui had taught her before, his level was average, not as experienced as a captain.

“I thought he agreed so readily because he had other intentions at heart. I didn’t expect he’d truly take this step, which surprised me a bit.” Yang Jian said calmly.

“Indeed, Wang Chaling agreed quite quickly. I also suspected a trick; it seems he made the right decision.” Lin Bei agreed.

At this moment.

Wang Chaling walked into Ning’an Building with others, but upon entry, he realized the scene in the lobby had completely changed. Everyone nearby had vanished, and the entire building was eerily silent. Even the layout of the building had changed, with many places becoming unfamiliar.

However, the most conspicuous was an elevator with lights on and doors open. This elevator led directly to the top floor without stopping in between.

“This isn’t reality anymore.” Wang Chaling squinted his eyes, looking up at the ceiling.

It was as if he were gazing at the sky, where high above, almost out of sight, there was a particularly striking floor bathed in light, brightly illuminated.

“Is this Yang Jian’s doing?” With this question, he stepped into the elevator ahead.

As soon as he entered, the elevator doors closed and then rose at an unimaginable speed.

In just a moment, the elevator doors opened again, already arriving at the building’s highest floor.

Wang Chaling stepped out, realizing it was an empty floor. Although it should have been dim, sunlight surrounded it like a spotlight, making the meeting hall extraordinarily bright.

“Welcome to my world.”

Lin Bei touched his bald head and grinned, “Do you find this meeting place satisfactory? I initially wanted to make it more exaggerated, perhaps set it among the clouds, but Yang Jian thought it was too much, so I dropped the idea.”

“Not bad, the location seems to be Ning’an Building, but it’s actually no longer in reality, with sufficient secrecy,” Wang Chaling said, adjusting his glasses.

“Your hat is a bit ugly.” He Yuelian stared at the black round hat on his head.

Yang Jian scrutinized him too, “Taming a ghost and pairing it with a supernatural item, it’s a bit extreme. It places a big burden on your body, and without achieving balance, the ghost’s resurgence will be very quick.”

He could tell at a glance, Wang Chaling was controlling a ghost, and the hat on his head was both protecting his body and his mind.

But the two couldn’t maintain balance, and under the ghost’s resurgence, his consciousness and body would suffer dual erosion.

Simply put, doing it this way, Wang Chaling wouldn’t live long.

Wang Chaling remained expressionless, “If the King Organization’s assault can’t be overcome, none of us have a future. In that case, why should I hold my life dear? If I can get through this, I believe Headquarters will naturally find a way to extend my life. Yang Jian, am I right?”

Since he stood with Headquarters, he firmly took his position, letting go of any other ideas.

Yang Jian’s eyes shifted slightly, “You’re a captain, and Headquarters wouldn’t just watch you die from a ghost’s resurgence. Of course, you need to prove your value first for Headquarters to see you worth saving.”

“Rest assured, I will.”

Wang Chaling nodded and found a seat to sit down.

Yang Jian didn’t say anything more, withdrawing his gaze without hostility.

If Wang Chaling really planned to risk it against the King or managed to eliminate one, he wouldn’t be stingy and would give Wang Chaling a chance to survive afterward. After all, he still had two special Chinese medicine remedies that he hadn’t used, which were a gift from the pharmacy owner last time.

He tested them on Liu Qi, and they worked, indeed extending the time before a ghost’s resurgence, potentially saving a life in critical moments.

“If he can secure his own survival, Wang Chaling’s control over four ghosts would truly make him enter the ranks of top ghost tamers, even considered top amongst the captains. If he risks letting the ghosts attack the enemy instead of protecting himself, the horror of those two spirits from the Republic of China era will fully manifest, it would certainly be astonishing,” Yang Jian thought to himself.

After four captains took their seats, as time passed, another captain arrived at Ning’an Building.

It was He Yiner, who just got off a plane.

She took a taxi to the building entrance, frowning slightly, confused inside, “Why is such an important meeting set in such an obvious place? Everyone knows Ning’an Building is Wang Chaling’s office, surely there are informants lurking.”

But despite her doubts, He Yiner entered Ning’an Building.

Once inside, she realized it was no longer the real Ning’an Building but a strange supernatural world, which made her instinctively alert and cautious.

“He Yiner, relax, this is my supernatural world, take the elevator up here, quite a few people have arrived.” Lin Bei’s voice came from the top floor, echoing in the first-floor lobby.

Looking at the empty lobby, He Yiner understood, nodding slightly, and took the elevator.

Soon.

The elevator doors opened, and He Yiner arrived at the meeting hall.

Glancing around at familiar faces, she said, “When do we fight? I have tolerated them for long enough. Because of this matter, my family has been deeply wounded. I will certainly avenge this.”

“You’re still as vengeful as ever, but this matter can’t be rushed, or you’ll suffer greatly. The captains’ meeting is held to arrange the next action, take a seat first,” Yang Jian said calmly.

He Yiner, knowing that being hasty wouldn’t accomplish anything, found a seat to sit down and continued, “To be honest, if you hadn’t successfully hunted a King, I wouldn’t have attended this meeting. I would have found a way to seek revenge myself, even resigning from my captain position if Headquarters disagreed.”

“Hurried for revenge, understandable, since you’re here, it means you’re willing to cooperate. I’ll give you something; after all, this is only useful to you, it won’t help anyone else.”

Yang Jian nodded and then took out an old teacup, tossing it over.

He Yiner was startled, catching it without issue, realizing from her Soul Summoner’s sense that this old teacup was a medium, capable of summoning the deceased’s spirit attached to the teacup.

And such a medium was exactly what she needed right now since each medium was a strength.

“Who used this teacup when they were alive?” He Yiner asked curiously.

Because the ordinary medium was not something Yang Jian would pay attention to, nor would he specially collect it to send to himself.

Yang Jian calmly said, “During the Republican era, there were seven top ghost handlers in the supernatural circle, and those seven formed a team that jointly quelled all the paranormal events of that time, leaving many stories and legends. This teacup was used by one of them, his name is Luo Qian, but I prefer to call him the Sexton.”

“Sexton Luo Qian, you might not be unfamiliar with him. The last time you summoned that terrifying old man during our encounter, Zhang Xiangguang, it was Luo Qian.”

He Yiner’s eyes widened, “So it was him?”

She apparently also knew a little about people from the previous era because last time the soul summoning was one of Taiping Ancient Town’s trump cards. Now acquiring this teacup meant the trump card used last time had been replenished.

“Once you successfully summon Luo Qian, even if it lasts ten seconds, twenty seconds, he will immediately turn the tide of the battle, provided you use it. Don’t be stingy,” Yang Jian said seriously, “I hope the teacup I’m giving you today can bring down a King, otherwise it would be a big loss.”

“Rest assured, I will make this thing perform to its maximum value,” He Yiner nodded, “Thank you.”

Yang Jian waved his hand, “At this time, strengthening our team is the most important thing. No need to thank me, it’s a life-or-death war, and we absolutely cannot lose.”

“Of course.” He Yiner was very confident.

But as the Soul Summoner, she indeed had that confidence. Who knows, the trump cards in her hands might be enough to assemble a Republican ghost handler team. Even if the duration is short, once the methods are used, enemies will certainly fall.

Therefore, Yang Jian was quite confident in her.

Quickly.

With the arrival of the elevator, the sixth captain also appeared.

This was a nondescript stranger. People looked at him but couldn’t remember who he was, instinctively becoming wary, even showing signs of tension.

“I am Li Leping, the person in charge and captain of Dachuan City.” The stranger immediately identified himself.

Only then did the others recall that there was indeed a captain named Li Leping, but they only remembered the name, not his appearance.

“No need to be nervous, it is indeed Li Leping,” Yang Jian confirmed, dispelling everyone’s doubts.

“An unforgettable person, is this the terror of the Forgetful Ghost?” Wang Chaling whispered.

Li Leping said, “Being forgotten is not a good thing because forgetting equals the greatest death. You’ll never experience this feeling.”

“Understood.” He Yiner nodded slightly.

“By the way, who were you again?” Lin Bei touched his bald head and asked.

Li Leping: “…”

After a while, Leuk San arrived.

“Sorry, Captain Yang, I’m a bit late, but fortunately not too late.” Leuk San greeted Yang Jian with a stiff smile.

He Yiner glanced and gave a cold snort to express her dissatisfaction.

Everyone knew these two had a grudge, yet Leuk San was not angry. He just greeted with that stiff smile and then took a seat.

“Not considered late, but is the person who came this time a human or a paper figure?” Yang Jian asked directly.

Leuk San promptly said, “Frankly, it’s a paper figure this time. Captain Yang, don’t misunderstand, it’s not that I don’t want to come myself, but I’m investigating some things in Dadong City related to the King Organization, so I temporarily sent a paper figure to avoid delaying the meeting. If Captain Yang finds it unsuitable, I can come over immediately myself.”

“No need, the paper figure is fine for you, since it’s just a meeting, not a fight. If you find any crucial information, send it out immediately,” Yang Jian waved his hand to indicate.

“Thanks for understanding. This investigation is important, and I believe it will yield good results.” Leuk San said earnestly.

Despite joking around, he dared not make jokes in front of more than a dozen captains.

Anyone who becomes a captain is no simple character, every one of them quite formidable.

With the arrival of Leuk San, the number of captains at the table, including He Yuelian, reached seven.

After another ten minutes.

At this time, Cao Yang appeared, his face gloomy, not in the best of moods.

“Yang Jian, sorry for being a bit late. I got a bit injured after the last encounter with the King Organization, so I’ve been lying low recently, but I still made it to attend the captain’s meeting.”

Cao Yang explained why he had been missing recently, to avoid misunderstanding that he wasn’t pulling his weight.

“No problem, you’re not the only one who got attacked. Many captains have suffered some degree of loss,” Yang Jian said.

Leuk San’s paper figure smiled coldly, “A trustworthy teammate of mine was killed; I won’t let any King Organization people go. I want to make them regret it.”

“My assistant Wang Quan is also dead.”

Cao Yang’s face remained gloomy. He sat down, still holding a grudge, not just angry for his injury but also for the death of those around him.

“So, is this the captain replacing the deceased Zhang Jun?” He then suppressed his inner anger and looked at He Yuelian with some confusion.

She was the most unfamiliar person here.

“The rider of the Ghost Painting, He Yuelian, you all know her. Yes, she’s the new replacement captain. In this confrontation with the King Organization, our numbers must not be too small. If a captain dies, a new captain has to replace them. We can’t let others laugh at us,” Yang Jian said. “But her identity is secret, and the King Organization currently doesn’t know of her existence. This secrecy won’t be needed for long; once He Yuelian acts next, she’ll be exposed. Hopefully, her actions will have a surprising effect then.”

“Understood, I have no objections to her becoming a captain,” Cao Yang nodded.

He also understood the strength of the King Organization; we urgently needed additional manpower. As long as a ghost handler stood on our side, it didn’t matter if they were from Headquarters. If they were willing to contribute, they should be accepted.

The others, hearing such an introduction from Yang Jian, also had no objections.

The rider of the Ghost Painting, just revealing the name was enough to silence everyone’s doubts about He Yuelian’s capability to be a captain. Besides, many present had been involved in the Zhang Xiangguang incident before.

After Cao Yang took his seat, the number of captains reached eight.

Only Li Jun, Lu Zhiwen, Wei Jing, and Zhou Deng were not present.

Among them, Wei Jing was not going to appear. He was still buried in the Ghost Post Office, so strictly speaking, there were only three captains left.

“Can Li Jun participate in this meeting?” He Yiner couldn’t help but ask at this moment.

“I heard he’s alive again, but I don’t know if he can recover,” Lin Bei said.

Rescuing Li Jun wasn’t the hard part; the challenge was whether he could regain the strength of a captain since in the last incident, Li Jun lost all his supernatural powers, leaving only a torn human skin.

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