“I’ve seen the killer’s appearance!” Zhang Yuanqing’s dull eyes regained their sparkle, and he immediately turned to the two colleagues standing on one side. As he spoke, a strong sense of fear surged through him—death’s shadow lingered in his mind, refusing to fade away. The sensation of consuming a spirit was both deeply satisfying and profoundly uncomfortable. Li Dongze and Guan Ya exhaled with relief; Li Dongze quickly asked: “How does he look? Any distinct features?” Zhang Yuanqing recalled while speaking: “Male, aged between 30 and 35, medium-to-sturdy build, a half-finger-long scar on his left cheek, sparse eyebrows, fierce eyes….” Li Dongze listened attentively, mentally sketching out the killer’s broad outline. The facial features were clearly prominent and highly recognizable. After Zhang Yuanqing finished, Guan Ya asked: “Did he commit any offenses against female victims?” Recalling the final moments of memory, Zhang Yuanqing replied: “Yes—probably.” Guan Ya confirmed her own suspicion and turned to Li Dongze with a furrowed brow: “Chief, I suspect the killer is experiencing some kind of mental instability.” Zhang Yuanqing didn’t understand—at first glance, how could someone commit such brutal acts remain mentally stable? Li Dongze nodded in agreement, declaring: “This man should go to hell!” Seeing Zhang Yuanqing’s puzzled expression, Chief Li lightly stroked his beard and explained: “Do you remember the moral value penalty system?” Zhang Yuanqing nodded. “The killer murdered Zhao Yingjun’s mistress for the purpose of eliminating her—this is a normal action. However, before killing her, he assaulted the female victim, which would incur an additional deduction in moral value.” Li Dongze believed that with his intelligence as a Songhai University student, Zhang Yuanqing should easily grasp this point. Ah—well, it’s possible he actually isn’t mentally stable after all. Now that Zhang Yuanqing understood. Realm Walkers committing crimes are penalized for moral value losses. Thus, any person with a sound mind will strive to avoid triggering such penalties. Killing someone as a means of eliminating a threat is often an act of necessity—yet the additional penalty incurred by assaulting a victim before killing… Such actions are only conceivable in two scenarios: either the killer has accumulated so much moral value that they’re indifferent, or the killer suffers from mental instability and can’t suppress their inner primal instincts. Of these two possibilities, the latter seems more likely. At this moment, Guan Ya, the seasoned officer, stood perfectly upright—one hand resting on her chest, the other gently supporting her jaw—and said: “Spirit Realm Walkers exhibiting mental instability—whether from the Orderly or Evil Organizations—are essential targets for elimination. These individuals operate quietly within urban centers like time bombs.” Even if their moral value falls below 60 and they are publicly revealed by the Spirit Realm, drawing attention from fellow Spirit Realm Walkers, during that interval a powerful individual with supernatural abilities is sufficient to move from one end of the city block to another, swiftly and independently. Guan Ya turned to the only newcomer present and advised: “The Spirit Realm is fraught with risks—especially for solo Realm Walkers, whose mortality rates are exceptionally high. Many succeed in completing their tasks but suffer lasting psychological trauma; over time, mental instability becomes inevitable. Especially you, Night Wandering Deity—if at any point you feel your condition deteriorating, please inform us. Our organization will provide you with psychological support.” Zhang Yuanqing couldn’t help recalling the entire experience at the Place of the Mountain God and nodded with a sense of lingering relief: “I understand now.” “By the way,” Zhang Yuanqing asked, “have they found any DNA evidence from the crime scene?” Guan Ya shook her head. Did the killer simply take his descendants and pack them away? Zhang Yuanqing felt somewhat disappointed—if only he could hold control over the killer’s entire lineage, the Divine Object—the Red Dance Shoes—might help locate him. At that moment, Li Dongze concluded his thoughts and asked: “What else did you see in Zhao Yingjun’s memory?” “Ah,” Zhang Yuanqing said, eager to respond, “the killer was pressuring Zhao Yingjun about the location of the Skill and the Skill List.” The Skill and the Skill List… Guan Ya and Li Dongze exchanged glances—both looked visibly puzzled. Li Dongze asked: “What do the Skill and the Skill List represent?” Zhang Yuanqing shook his head: “No information on either in my memory.” Li Dongze pondered for a moment, then furrowed his brows: “This case is more complex than we anticipated—Zhao Yingjun has concealed many details from us.” He patted Zhang Yuanqing’s shoulder and praised him: “Excellent work—you’ve uncovered crucial clues. Once the killer is arrested and killed, I’ll personally recommend you for recognition. By the way, first follow Guan Ya to create a facial composite—the exact appearance of the killer.” “Understood, Chief.” Zhang Yuanqing immediately began walking out with Li Dongze’s tall, graceful officer. “Oh,” Li Dongze paused and called after Guan Ya: “Customize a formal suit for him—have him wear it at work from now on.” Just as Zhang Yuanqing was about to say that he didn’t visit often, Guan Ya interjected: “Got it.” Leaving the mortuary, Guan Ya smiled lightly: “You must wear a formal suit at work from now on.” Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly: “I see—large corporations have very strict dress codes.” Guan Ya chuckled: “No—it has nothing to do with the organization. It’s Chief Li’s preference—he believes that business casual attire isn’t elegant enough.” How does elegance relate to this… Zhang Yuanqing silently thought, yet as he glanced at Guan Ya’s sleek black stockings, long legs, fitted skirt and rounded hips, he suddenly felt convinced—indeed, life is about cultivating elegance. While walking, he reviewed his attribute panel: [Name: Yuan Shi Tian Zun] [Race: Human] [Profession: Night Wandering Deity] [Level: 1] [Skills: Night Wanderer, Spirit Consumption, Power of the Moon] [Experience Level: 44%] [Moral Value: 60 (Initial)] His experience level had risen from 42% to 44%—after consuming spirits, he felt a warm current spreading throughout his body, and a sense of comfort; it seemed that the Power of the Moon was growing stronger. “Miss Guan,” Zhang Yuanqing said excitedly, “I’ve gained two experience points!” Experience level symbolizes strength—among Night Wandering Deities at Level 1, a difference between 1% and 99% in experience represents an enormous gap in capability. Guan Ya blinked: “Oh—yes, indeed. Night Wandering Deities gain experience by absorbing spirits. However, the Night Wandering Deities of Taiyi Gate seem reluctant to do so. Whenever they assist with spirit inquiries, they appear sullen and resistant—often unwilling, even uncooperative.” “Why?” The mixed-race woman gave a charming, elegant glance: “How should I know? I’m merely an infantry scout without any combat ability.” Nonsense—a mere scout may not be skilled in battle, yet their base attributes at Level 2 would still surpass mine—let alone that after reaching Level 4, they possess formidable solo combat abilities and exceptional physical condition at the Elevated Stage. Zhang Yuanqing wasn’t convinced: “Really hand-to-hand weak?” Guan Ya’s gaze shifted to Zhang Yuanqing’s waist area, and she smiled: “Never tried. Shall we go to the restroom? I’d like to demonstrate.” “I don’t want to—yet I’m still young,” Zhang Yuanqing said. He then pulled out his Smartphone and said: “Do you have time tonight? I’ll book a hotel right away. If it’s not too much trouble, you could also try some deep squats.” “Hahahaha—you’re absolutely amusing!” Guan Ya laughed, her body swaying with delight. “Yuan Shi—why don’t you come to work more often? With your presence, I’ll never feel bored again.” … Leaving the glass building and entering the police headquarters, Guan Ya guided Zhang Yuanqing smoothly to the Technical Department. After carefully inquiring about the killer’s facial features, the technical staff spent exactly two hours reconstructing a preliminary composite image of the suspect. Zhang Yuanqing reviewed it and said: “It looks somewhat like him—but still not quite.” Technician Zhang, experienced in such matters, mused: “Is it the face or the overall demeanor?” “The demeanor,” Zhang Yuanqing replied. “The killer’s presence feels particularly aggressive.” “How so? Can you provide a specific example? I know that’s hard to describe—perhaps a visual reference would help.” “I just entered and saw Chang Wei working on the lunch delivery.” “Excellent.” Finally, the new criminal sketch was completed. Zhang Yuanqing nodded with satisfaction: “It looks exactly like him—about seven or eight out of ten similarities.” Next, they used population information from the Archive to identify the target. “Ou Xiangrong, native of Wusi in Jiangnan Province, has lived in Songhai for over a decade. He was sentenced to prison in 2012 for intentional injury and has been untraceable since then.” Smiling, Guan Ya said: “We now have the information—by morning, we should be able to identify him.” “That fast?” “Ah-hah,” Guan Ya replied with a smile. “You just need to believe in the capabilities of official institutions and scouts.” Guan Ya stood up and walked out, saying: “Yuan Shi, your work is now complete—you may return to school. You need not worry about follow-up tasks—though your Night Wandering Deity skills are outstanding, you still lack both the courage and psychological resilience of a true warrior.” “Understood,” Zhang Yuanqing responded with delight. … In the office of the glass building, Li Dongze reviewed the report sent by Guan Ya and then opened the “Kangyang District Spirit Realm Walker Management Group” chat to share the killer’s information across the group. Da Ji Ba: “Our new Night Wandering Deity is highly efficient—already confirmed the identity of the suspect.” Water Dancer: “@Li Dongze—having a Night Wandering Deity under our direct command who can operate independently—how does that feel?” Li Dongze: “It’s quite impressive.” Tang Guoqiang sent a red envelope. Bai Long: “Alright, don’t get too confident—let’s move quickly now. Notify the Songhai Police Headquarters to conduct thorough checks on all vehicles entering and exiting Songhai. Inform each regional Spirit Realm unit to be ready for immediate deployment in search operations—we hope that Ou Xiangrong hasn’t escaped yet.” The killer committed the crime this morning, and it has now been over five hours—by any standard, even a regular civilian would have already fled Songhai by now. Regular citizens can be tracked via surveillance footage; Spirit Realm Walkers, however, are much harder to catch. Green Vine: “Compared to an Evil Organization member seeking revenge against the official body, his escape from Songhai is actually a positive development.” The former would imply that several official Spirit Realm Walkers might face assassination threats. Li Dongze: “He won’t leave Songhai.” Da Ji Ba: “How certain are you?” Li Dongze: “If Ou Xiangrong’s goal was merely to kill Zhao Yingjun, he would have acted already—regardless of our Night Wandering Deity resources. Once we identified him, he would have already fled Songhai. Yet why did he choose this very moment?” Da Ji Ba: “Stop holding back—just state it clearly.” Green Vine: “So it’s still about retaliating against the official body?” Li Dongze: “No—this situation is even more complex. My Night Wandering Deity has seen certain clues in Zhao Yingjun’s memory—the killer is investigating the Skill and the Skill List.” The Skill and the Skill List? While other officers were pondering what these items meant, Da Ji Ba immediately sent a question: “What are they?” Li Dongze ignored him—waiting for a moment to see if any colleagues would offer insight. When no one responded, he sighed and quietly added: “Let’s hold off on discussing the Skill and the Skill List—for now, let’s focus on our immediate actions.”