Chapter 962: Chapter 350: On My Knees—Better You Than Me (5k)_3

After Men Xinsheng slid to his knees, he cautiously asked a question.

"Does this make me a tainted witness? Will there be policies ensuring my safety?"

"That depends on the value of what you can offer, it’s all up to you.

If what you offer is of great value, things could be completely resolved by tomorrow.

In that case, sending you to the Celestial Master Mansion for protection wouldn’t be out of the question.

Understand?"

"I understand." Men Xinsheng knew it clearly in his heart.

Blame it on those guys for not obeying the rules, they got him found out.

If it weren’t for that rule-breaking guy causing trouble, even daring to directly harm people.

And he just happened to be not too far from Guanzhong County City, otherwise he wouldn’t have been so unlucky to get caught.

He was already cautious to this extent, yet got implicated by Melon Peel. Could he still be expected to choose death over divulging secrets to protect a Melon Peel?

Men Xinsheng quickly found his key to survival, deciding to sell out a colleague first to make a contribution.

Anyway, he had no ties with other Ghost Wealth Gods and gained no benefits from them.

Men Xinsheng gritted his teeth, looked at the small temple, and made up his mind.

"Then, please sir, go ahead and dismantle this little temple of mine. Just leave a few things from inside the statue."

Wen Yan slightly raised his opinion of Men Xinsheng, this guy indeed had decisiveness.

He nodded and sealed Men Xinsheng with his own power, suppressing him, and had everyone else leave.

He checked the entrance, and after Men Xinsheng left the small temple, the characters on the temple plaque changed to God of Wealth’s Temple, everything returned to normal.

Wen Yan lit three sticks of incense and set them in the incense burner.

"God of Wealth, some things were done under your name to harm others, and out of indignation, I dismantled this temple, please forgive me."

After offering incense, Wen Yan saw the incense burning normally and then went to the altar, breaking open the back of the statue, revealing several paper-wrapped items inside its hollow shell.

There were hair, copper coins, a small segment of finger bone, a hard-covered ledger, and finally a talisman.

These were presumably the key items used for Men Xinsheng’s transformation into a Ghost Wealth God.

Collecting these items, Wen Yan’s muscles coiled as he let out a low shout, starting to dismantle from the walls of the small temple. A few minutes later, he jumped out from inside, watching the small temple collapse, and immediately led the others away.

On the way out, Wen Yan looked back once, feeling that it was still too weak; perhaps not even better than a small excavator. He thought he had to put in more effort in the future.

If Qin Kun were here, perhaps one burst would have been enough to bring the small temple down.

As it stood, his Yang Energy was his only major strength, with other aspects still lacking.

Wen Yan led the group away, reporting the matter through normal procedures before leaving, stating that an unusual entity had been discovered, and the God of Wealth’s Temple was accidentally collapsed in the process. He requested the Scorching Sun Department to help clean up, with subsequent expenses to be covered by him.

The people of Guanzhong County’s Scorching Sun Department didn’t suspect anything.

Wen Yan openly claimed responsibility, saying, "I did it," and there were Ghosts nearby who quietly came and saw the ruins.

The news spread quickly, and soon people were passing around that they saw Lord Zhu’s subordinates. Upon hearing that Wen Yan was dealing with some different race, no one paid it any mind.

Without deliberate concealment, the news naturally spread, and even the local Ghosts not privy to the details only remarked that the different race affecting social stability got their due punishment, and rightly so.

Before dawn, in a small village on the northern outskirts of the County Town, a layer of black smoke appeared on the statue’s face in a small temple at the village entrance. A Ghost knelt in front of the temple, recounting the news it had discovered. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

As soon as the Ghost finished describing the news it had gathered, several large-denomination paper money flew out from within the small temple, landing in front of the Ghost.

The Ghost expressed gratitude a thousand times over and quickly left.

Elsewhere, Wen Yan returned home.

He brought Men Xinsheng to the basement. Below the basement, the underground construction was still under renovation. Guihai Yidong was wholly absorbed in this large project, not appearing anymore.

The original basement had now become larger than an underground parking lot, continually expanding and deepening as Guihai Yidong pressed on with renovation plans, feeling the space inadequate.

Wen Yan didn’t mind him, as it was the Scorching Sun Department footing the bill for Guihai Yidong’s practice upgrades, free to be as extravagant as he wanted.

A section on the underground floor was reserved for Wen Yan’s temporary use. He brought Men Xinsheng to one of the empty rooms there.

With his power, Wen Yan permeated every corner of the room, then released Men Xinsheng.

Upon release, Men Xinsheng candidly sold out one of his peers first.

"There’s a place on the outskirts of the County Town, called Wangjia Village. The jewelry workshop case was eighty percent likely done by that guy."

"What else? It’s best if you say everything all at once; contributing one’s efforts requires showing some attitude. Don’t imitate those living beings, leaving bits and pieces each day just to live a few more days."

"I actually don’t know much. Generally, Ghost Wealth Gods who act recklessly are those who have just turned into Ghost Wealth Gods.

You should understand, it’s like an ordinary person suddenly gaining superpowers, leading to a sense of expansion.

Many first-timers are very clumsy, but then start becoming careful and abide by rules.

Only after their first act can they be sensed by other Ghost Wealth Gods.

Afterwards, when there is communication, they are taught the rules.

Like me, going from start to finish without harming anyone is a rare case.

And the most common act for first-time Ghost Wealth Gods is to take revenge on their enemies from their previous life."

Wen Yan recalled the paper money workshop case in Luoyue County, indeed the first time was quite brazen.

"What else? Name a few more specifics. If you don’t strive for merit, there are others who will, and only the first claim counts for merit, as you should be aware."

"The way I am now, there’s no more room for illusions; my temple and statue are destroyed, leaving me without a place to depend on."

"Then tell me, how do you usually communicate? Where do these exchanges occur?"

"I don’t even know where it is, only that the place is full of Yin Qi, very desolate and empty, and that’s where I meet other Ghost Wealth Gods, and where transactions are conducted."

Upon hearing this description, two places immediately surfaced in Wen Yan’s mind.

Nether Soul Realm, or the Netherworld.