After this thing has been passed down for a long time, a hundred years later, it gradually becomes a wondrous item that can automatically sense demons and distinguish them.

The classification method is somewhat similar to the current boundary gate taxonomy system. Even if you encounter a demon that is not recorded, you might not be able to accurately call out its name, but you can still classify it.

Once you know the classification, handling it according to the method of classification is usually fairly reliable.

At least you can avoid situations like drowning a Water Ghost with water or burning a Fire Demon with fire...

The compass rotated for a moment and then stopped. The Wudang Sect Leader looked at the information displayed on the compass, his brow furrowed.

It’s not surprising that there’s no specific species name.

It’s just this classification, which is strange, neither a clear category nor something specific, stuck right in the middle.

The Wudang Sect Leader raised his head and looked into the distance. It can be triggered, which indeed proves it’s related to demons, but the classification is so strange, I’ve never seen anything like it.

Even if we encountered a new demon never documented before, it wouldn’t be this peculiar.

Looking at the hints, the Wudang Sect Leader adjusted his strategy. He took out a method to deal with two categories at once, determined to go all out today.

The Scorching Sun Department has cleared people within several miles around. Even if it affects the homes of residents later, it’s just property damage, as long as no one is harmed, everything else can be sorted out.

After finishing these preparations, the Wudang Sect Leader turned around to see Wen Yan who had already arrived.

"Greetings, Elder." Wen Yan approached first and made his salute.

"I heard you went to support the Western Region County; I thought you wouldn’t be coming today. Did something happen?" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Something unexpected happened. I made a move ahead of time and captured that guy alive, then came over to take a look. This guy should’ve switched profession halfway, transformed into something like this. I don’t know what he was before."

"Previously it was related to a demon, but what specific demon is unclear."

"Oh, is it really related to the dried well case in Eastern Xiao Xiang County?"

"It’s not yet certain." The Wudang Sect Leader became more cautious, not expanding connections based on mere feelings.

Previously, he followed this train of thought, but to no avail.

Ultimately, it was by following Wen Yan’s line, investigating through "money," that they found the Ghost Wealth God, and by circling around it, they traced back to this Scarface Ghost and Wealth God.

Had they not confirmed targeting it, they wouldn’t have had the chance to get close, using magic artifacts to ascertain whether it’s related to demons.

"It’s related to demons, so I won’t make a fool of myself. I’ll learn a bit." Wen Yan decisively put his hands away; even with possible temporary abilities, he couldn’t be more professional than Wudang’s people.

At most, he’ll just take a look and confirm the information.

Time passed, and the Scarface Ghost and Wealth God diligently squatted at the frontier, attracting Ghosts from the other side of the boundary.

Today he only encountered one Ghost, who told him that no people might be coming today.

Because shells fell, people around were temporarily evacuated, and it’s estimated no Ghosts from next door will come over, even less likely for any living humans.

The Scarface Ghost and Wealth God didn’t mind; here, he gets his gains almost every day, not bothered by a day or two.

Initially today, he felt somewhat uneasy, sensing it was overly quiet around.

The nearest house here wasn’t far, yet not a single sound was heard.

After hearing the Ghost’s explanation, he felt reassured.

Talking about policies, he might not quite understand, but when mentioned fighting, with people running away, he immediately got it.

Time ticked away, leaving only a little over ten minutes to the agreed time. Simultaneously, in more than twenty commanderies, those participating in the action began their final preparations and checks.

In Binhai County, Qin Kun sat with a calm demeanor, eyelids drooping, patiently waiting for the opportunity.

In Haidai County, Niu Zhiqiang had two lenses clamped over his eye sockets, holding a black rod in one hand, with several coils of non-reflective black chains slung over his shoulder.

In Tianfu County, Qingcheng’s expert was followed by two Ghosts.

In Haidong Prefecture, several people dressed in opera costumes carried a palanquin, with a local lord sitting on it, silently approaching the target.

In Central Plains County, a young man with delicate features descended Mount Laojun, his aura completely merging with the surroundings, proceeding harmoniously and naturally towards the small temple, unnoticed by the Ghost Wealth God inside.

In various places, the Scorching Sun Department not only prepared explosives, hot weapons, and special equipment but also invited local experts. After careful assessment confirming no issues, they commenced.

The Scorching Sun Department rarely has an operation in more than twenty commanderies simultaneously, doing the same thing and targeting the same objective.

In each department, neither the minister nor the members want to lose face, otherwise when mentioned, people might say, "Oh, that certain commandery was terrible."

At the headquarters, the General Director confirmed that everyone was ready, glanced at the time, and issued the order to launch the attack.

In an instant, simultaneous explosions occurred everywhere.

One small temple after another was blown sky-high, each statue shattered to dust.

Don’t ask; if asked, it’s known the field agents might not excel in direct confrontation, but are superb at stealthily planting explosives without detection; among them, there are plenty with such prowess.

In Caiyun County, flames soared, precisely blasting the small temple off the ground.

At the moment it detached from the ground, the statue was directly shattered to dust.

Black smoke billowed, accompanied with flames, and the Scarface Ghost and Wealth God emerged.

The Wudang Sect Leader’s Curse Scripture had also reached the final stage.

In the midst of Thunder Fire, swirling black smoke condensed into a colossal face about two meters large.

Even though it was a smoke-formed face, the appearance, whether painted or tattooed, had an indescribable design.

Wen Yan looked from afar and hints appeared before him.

"Huo Yong/Devil/Ghost Wealth God"

Just seeing a name made Wen Yan pause slightly.

What’s going on?

Previously, names always came with parentheses, which usually indicated a more specific identity or side occupation.

Does this mean there are three identities?