Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

The morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, and the bluestone pavement of Taiping Old Street gleamed with a fine, moist sheen.

In the bedroom on the second floor of Lin's Funeral Shop, sunlight pierced through the gaps in the thick blackout curtains, casting a long, bright patch of light on the floor.

A faint, cool fragrance of red spider lilies filled the air, accompanied by a gentle, refreshing coolness brought by the operation of the Yin-gathering formation, making the entire room feel like a secluded paradise.

Lin Ye sat cross-legged on the super-large soft bed, which was three meters wide, and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

After a night of deep breathing exercises and regulation, coupled with the unreserved yin energy replenishment from the two female zombies.

The pure yang essence that was originally depleted in his body has been fully restored.

It even breaks down and rebuilds, making the meridians wider and more resilient than before.

He opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the empty space beside him.

Leng Yue gets up very early.

This is the Red Hou Queen, who has a strict schedule and classical traditions ingrained in her bones.

Right now, they should be in the backyard on the first floor, breathing in the purple aura of the moment when heaven and earth meet, facing the rising sun.

As for that little girl Froststar, she grabbed her pillow and slipped into the newly bought double-door refrigerator downstairs in the middle of the night, calling it "experiencing the new house".

It's rare to have such a peaceful and solitary morning.

Lin Ye stretched out a big yawn, his joints making a satisfying popping sound.

"System, open your personal panel," he silently commanded in his mind.

A slight ripple appeared in front of my retina.

A semi-transparent technological light screen with a dark gold border slowly unfolded.

[Please Respect Yourself, My Lord System]

Host: Lin Ye

Physique: Pure Yang Dao Body (Initial Awakening Stage - Stabilization Phase)

Current Yang energy level: 150/150 (Abundant as the sea, vigorous and powerful)

Official Points: 2450

Looking at the full number in the Yang energy column, Lin Ye rubbed his chin with satisfaction.

The maximum Yang energy of 150 points means that if he were to unleash the "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder" again now, he would not be as exhausted and disheveled as before, and he would even have enough energy to unleash the subsequent defensive talisman spells.

Lin Ye moved his gaze downwards and clicked on the [System Title] section.

Since binding with the system, he has struggled along the way, and unknowingly accumulated quite a few strange and unusual titles.

【Audacious】: When worn, it increases charm and reduces pain perception by 50%.

This is a life-saving skill I gained from lifting the coffin lid when I first encountered Leng Yue.

【Frog in a Well】: When in a dark and damp environment, all attributes are increased by 5%.

【Pretend to be cool like the wind】: When worn, your aura increases by 500%, and your witty remarks have a built-in bass reverb. It's an essential tool for pretending to be a sophisticated person.

【Ironclad Predictions】: The culprit that doubles the persuasiveness of face reading and fortune telling, causing quack doctors to break down on the spot.

"These titles may seem ridiculous, but they can be very useful in crucial moments."

Lin Ye scanned through them one by one, then turned his attention to his system storage space.

During this period of intense, non-stop work, he gained a lot of valuable experience, but he hasn't had time to calm down and carefully analyze it.

"Retrieve all items".

As the command was given, several faint lights flashed on the open space in front of the bed, and all of Lin Ye's existing belongings were neatly laid out.

The first to be targeted was the dark red, naturally lightning-struck seven-section peach wood sword.

The sword still retained a faint trace of pure yang fire energy.

This sword, which accompanied him in slaying red-clad figures and fighting blood corpses, had long been connected with his pure yang energy and will.

Next to the peach wood sword was the heavy [Three Elements Feng Shui Compass], and the Xuanmen magic weapon [Dragon-Seeking Ruler], which had just displayed its power before the Song family's master and servants.

The twenty-eight constellation totems on the bronze ruler gleamed with an ancient, ethereal light in the morning glow.

Next to it, there was a stack of drawn [Three Yangs Obscuring Fire Talisman] and [Exorcising Evil and Suppressing Evil Talisman], as well as three [Concealing Breath Talisman] as thin as cicada wings.

Lin Ye's gaze swept over the ordinary magical artifacts and landed on the few special items that exuded a strange aura.

That palm-sized fragment of the Soul-Stabilizing Mirror, covered in green rust.

This item is incomplete, yet it possesses the heaven-defying power to erase life-and-death contracts and obscure the secrets of heaven.

Lin Ye carefully put it away close to his body.

Among the gifts of gratitude sent by the Song family, the pair of two-hundred-year-old wild purple Ganoderma lucidum exuded a rich and refreshing medicinal fragrance.

Next to it was a full ten kilograms of [top-grade water-based cinnabar] in a sandalwood box.

Finally, Lin Ye's gaze was fixed on the ten pitch-black coins lying quietly in the corner of the light screen.

This is a special reward issued by the system when solving the midnight ghost bus 404 mission – [Netherworld Coin].

"Extract the Netherworld Coins."

Lin Ye extended his right hand.

Ten coins appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The moment the coin touched my hand, a chilling coldness ran through my palm and straight to my heart.

Lin Ye involuntarily shivered and hurriedly mobilized a wisp of pure Yang true energy to protect his palm.

That was the only way to withstand the chill that seemed to freeze one's soul.

He held one of the coins between his fingers and examined it closely.

The coin is made of neither gold nor iron, and its entire surface is a deep, dark black that seems to devour light.

The coin is round on the outside and square on the inside, with faint cracks at the edges indicating erosion over time.

On the obverse of the coin are two twisted and bizarre ancient inscriptions, with sharp strokes as if cleaved by a knife or axe.

The back is printed with a blurry pattern, which can be vaguely seen as the outline of the Bridge of Helplessness.

If you hold the coin close to your ear, you can even hear faint, indistinct cries of countless wronged souls emanating from it.

"This is the legendary Netherworld Coin."

Lin Ye gasped, his eyes flashing with shock.

There were brief mentions of this kind of underworld currency in the ancient feng shui books left by my grandfather.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth ebbs and flows, and the order of the yin and yang realms often collapses and is rebuilt.

Countless ancient relics of the underworld fell to earth, becoming forbidden zones for the living.

In such a great upheaval, earthly banknotes, and even the paper money burned by Taoists, hold no appeal for those high-level evil spirits truly born from the depths of the netherworld.

The only exception is this Netherworld Coin.

It was forged from the extremely yin black iron at the bottom of the River Styx, mixed with pure death energy that has never dissipated since time immemorial.

Coins themselves contain the fundamental laws of the underworld.

For any ghost, underworld official, or even a corpse cultivator, the Netherworld Treasure is a supreme treasure that can be directly absorbed and refined, instantly boosting one's cultivation level.

"Money can make the devil turn the millstone. In this chaotic world where spiritual energy is reviving, the purchasing power of these ten Netherworld Coins is probably a hundred times more terrifying than the Song family's twenty million."

Lin Ye tossed the coins in his palm, feeling reassured.

With this, if you encounter a terrifying ghost king that you can't defeat in the future, or if you need to explore information about certain underworld ruins, you can simply throw out a few Netherworld Coins.

Even those ancient ghosts have to obediently bow their heads and call him "boss".

Just as Lin Ye was figuring out how to maximize the value of these ten coins, a series of light footsteps came from the stairwell.

"Brother-in-law!"

Froststar, wearing an oversized Pikachu-print T-shirt and with her bare, delicate little feet, skipped and hopped into the bedroom.

The little girl was still sleepy-eyed, her silver-blue pigtails were a bit messy, obviously she had just crawled out of her beloved big refrigerator.

As soon as she ran into the house, her heterochromatic blue eyes instantly locked onto the ten black coins in Lin Ye's palm.

"Wow!"

Froststar cheered and rushed to the bedside.

For her, who had already reached the realm of the Netherworld Corpse King.

The pure aura of death emanating from the Netherworld Coin was a thousand times more tempting than the sweetest candy in the world.