My master's current display had me utterly stunned.
I stared at the yellow-hued spectral talisman, which looked incredibly grand and sophisticated.
Uncertain, as I had never seen anything like it before.
Old Mo and I shared similar expressions, both frozen in place, gazing with a mixture of surprise and apprehension.
Yunxia Gu and my martial uncle remained silent, not uttering a single word.
However, Xia Qiu Xi, standing nearby, exclaimed in surprise:
"Is that... an Yin Yang Envoy Talisman?"
After saying this, she looked at her master, Yunxia Gu, with astonishment.
Yunxia Gu did not reply but simply nodded slightly, confirming it.
Xiao Mei's eyes widened, watching with curiosity.
But upon hearing this, my master and Old Mo were completely bewildered.
Yin Yang Envoy Talisman, what kind of talisman was that?
I pondered internally.
After my master manifested this talisman.
He took a deep breath, then turned to me and said:
"Xiao Qin, your master will pass this Yin Yang Envoy Talisman to you today."
"Master, what does this talisman do?"
I asked, confused.
My master smiled calmly and pointed to the hovering yellow talisman, saying:
"This talisman is equivalent to our employment contract from the underworld.
As long as you sign your name and register it,
there will be corresponding records in their archives."
Hearing this, I suddenly recalled the scene by the river when I encountered Black and White Impermanence.
Black and White Impermanence had intended to seize my soul, but after I provided my identity information.
They flipped through the small booklet in their hands and found information about the Wanfu Tang.
It turned out to be because of this Yin Yang Envoy Talisman.
Old Mo exclaimed, "Awesome!" upon hearing this.
"Wow, that's too incredible!"
Old Mo said excitedly, looking at me.
Xia Qiu Xi also looked at me with joy.
Because this Yin Yang Envoy Talisman was no common item.
Not everyone possessed it. Obtaining this talisman was equivalent to becoming an Yang Shi.
Holding a partial underworld position,
directly gaining their recognition.
Performing Yin Yang duties, vanquishing demons and monsters would not only refrain from increasing karmic debt but would instead double the merit gained.
Although this item was intangible, it was accumulating merit and virtue for oneself.
Benefiting greatly after death…
I was also shocked by this.
And my master spoke again:
"Xiao Qin! You know my situation.
I could descend at any time.
And the deceased cannot pass on the Yin Yang Envoy Talisman.
Therefore,
before my end approaches, I am passing the Yin Yang Envoy Talisman to you.
Allowing you to have an additional identity from now on.
And making things more convenient for you when you travel in our line of work…"
After speaking, my master bit his finger.
And smeared it onto the yellow-hued talisman.
The words "Wanfu Tang" and "Gu Gui" within the talisman vanished with the bloodstains.
At this moment, my martial uncle, seated opposite, spoke:
"Xiao Qin, it's your turn now. Bite your finger, write your serial number, and add your name and Daoist title."
After my martial uncle finished speaking, my master also retracted his hand, gesturing for me to write on the Yin Yang Envoy Talisman.
However, I suddenly froze.
Seeing me hesitate, everyone in the room looked at me with confusion.
Yunxia Gu further asked:
"Xiao Qin, what are you hesitating for? This is a great fortune your master is bestowing upon you."
"Yes, Brother Qin, hurry up."
Old Mo also chimed in.
But I felt embarrassed. It wasn't that I was unwilling to write,
but rather, I didn't know what to write.
On the Yin Yang Envoy Talisman, there were two places for signatures.
One was for writing the serial number.
The other was for writing one's own name and Daoist title.
The latter was fine, but for the "serial number" above, I had no idea what to write.
"Master, I haven't decided on a Daoist title yet!"
I said somewhat awkwardly.
My master, however, frowned slightly:
"Then quickly think of one. Time is limited. At most three minutes, after which the Yin Yang Envoy Talisman will disappear."
Hearing this, my heart grew more anxious.
Old Mo echoed from the side:
"Old Qin, just write anything, it's just a name anyway."
"Yes, don't overthink it now, it'll be bad if time runs out!"
My martial uncle also said, taking a sip of wine.
This Yin Yang Envoy Talisman was not something that could be obtained easily.
Except for some ancient and renowned major sects, we wandering rogue cultivators, few Daoists had the qualification to become Yang Shi.
Seeing the urgency of time, and with my master and the others urging me on.
I no longer hesitated.
I immediately bit my right index finger and reached out to create my own title.
At that moment, only one phrase came to my mind.
No. 81 on the Path to the Underworld. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Because that was the information Chen Ge had provided me after I encountered the ghost.
He gave me this address, which led me to my current master.
I didn't think of anything else, and with a sweep of my hand, I wrote "No. 81 on the Path to the Underworld."
At the same time, my hand slid down, and I wrote my name and Daoist title.
Finally, I pressed my bloody handprint.
Everyone watched.
Muttering the words aloud: No. 81 on the Path to the Underworld…
After I finished writing.
The yellow light within the Yin Yang Envoy Talisman retracted, flashed one last time, and then merged into my brow.
I felt a tremor run through my body.
As if something had been branded onto my soul.
If I concentrated, I could sense its existence.
If I formed a sword finger and stimulated it with Dao Qi.
This Yin Yang Envoy Talisman would reappear before me.
It felt like a holographic projection, extremely sci-fi and peculiar…