Chapter 150: All Perfect Grade! Let Me Teach You a Few Tricks!

"That demolished dilapidated temple happens to be quite close to the Scholars and Beauties Residence..." Lin Yi muttered to himself.

That must be it!

However, upon a second thought, Lin Yi's expression suddenly shifted drastically!

Because Lin Yi realized that if he went to this place, he would very likely... instantly become the target of public condemnation!

Clearing his name would be exceedingly difficult!

This is because the place has been renamed; it is now called the Romance Bath Center!

Lin Yi was completely certain he remembered correctly!

In an instant, Lin Yi felt rather panicked.

The Demon King's Pearl was of paramount importance, and no effort would be too great to find it. But if this location was Romance... even someone like Lin Yi had to think things through very carefully!

Because one misstep, and a real disaster could occur.

What goes on at the Romance Bath Center?

Anyone who should know, understands!

Had Lin Yi ever been there before?

The answer was, of course, no.

As an honest young gentleman, a kind-hearted fellow, and someone who strictly kept himself chaste, Lin Yi had never been there even once. But just because Lin Yi had never been there did not mean he was ignorant of its grand reputation.

In Lin Yi's dormitory, Number Eight, Zhao Wuji, a somewhat wealthy little prodigal son, used to brag about the meticulous service he had received inside the Romance Bath Center.

He even claimed that every single subtle service was rated by the customers.

One could only imagine how confident the beautiful attendants there must be, and how superb their skills were, to offer such boutique-level service.

Under such circumstances, after listening to Eighth Brother Zhao Wuji's descriptions, Lin Yi and the other six brothers in the dorm had turned green with envy.

Later on, to compensate Lin Yi and the others, Zhao Wuji had once taken a few dorm brothers to a nearby place called Clear Water Source, where they enjoyed the services of some female attendants there.

Otherwise, the moment the little yellow weasel begged for a封 (bestowal/seal), Lin Yi wouldn't have clearly felt the surrounding scene shift, entering an illusion as if he had arrived at a bath center.

"This is going to be tricky. That Romance Bath Center is not a proper place. Although the people there are all very lovely and pretty, and according to Wuji Eighth Brother's description, the little hands of the female attendants are... Still, if I go there and get seen by an acquaintance, what on earth should I do? If word of this gets out, it will affect my official career. But for the sake of the Demon King's Pearl, I cannot afford not to go."

Struggling internally, Lin Yi finally gritted his teeth.

As the saying goes, if I do not descend into hell, who will?

Although going to the Romance Bath Center might trample upon my honorable reputation, it cannot trample upon my truly pure heart.

Therefore, I will go!

Thinking this to himself, Lin Yi quickened his pace and hurriedly packed up.

The turtle demon's corpse was packed away swiftly, and Lin Yi rushed off to the next location.

Lin Yi's movements were growing faster and faster.

Previously, having acquired the memories of demons and ghosts, Lin Yi could already act with extreme swiftness when executing these dirty things. Having practiced it a few more times now, he had truly achieved mastery through repetition.

The chores that originally required at least fifteen hours to finish—including the task assignments for the first floor of the Demon Prison—were completely wrapped up by Lin Yi in less than eight hours.

When Lin Yi handed over all these tasks at the Ominous Well and confirmed them through his badge, Zhang Tutu, who had been cultivating for a long time amidst the foggy office of Ding Junjie to calm his emotions, received the notification transmitted through the badge.

Almost instantly, Zhang Tutu snapped out of his cultivation.

Soon, he and Ding Junjie studied the data of the Ominous Well together, and subsequently discovered with horror that almost every task completed by Lin Yi had reached the perfect level.

Whether it was categorizing the bodies and flesh of various demons, dealing with fierce ghosts to process ominous energy and absorbing that ominous energy,

Or feeding those demons and ghosts,

Or even the various review records within the prison cells where those demons and ghosts resided.

Every single item was rated perfect!

"What the hell... This... How is this even possible..."

Reviewing item by item, Zhang Tutu refused to believe that he couldn't find some fault.

Yet in the end, Zhang Tutu discovered that even when playing back the real-time footage of Lin Yi working inside many prison cells, Lin Yi had committed zero flaws.

Could he really just artificially add temporary tasks for Lin Yi and force him to stay here just because he finished them?

Flabbergasted, Zhang Tutu grabbed his own floral boxer shorts with one hand, almost tearing them apart with too much force.

Soon, Zhang Tutu looked at Ding Junjie, then let out a defeated sigh.

"What's meant to be will be; don't force what isn't. Forget it, we wanted to protect this kid, but it seems this kid is far from being an ordinary pond fish... This guy is simply a freak."

"Given the same task, others need at least twice the time, yet this fellow seems to understand demons and ghosts even better than they understand themselves. Look at these processing techniques—simple and brutal. If you told me he was a veteran who had spent decades in the Demon Prison, I'd believe it. I submit, I completely submit. I'm leaving him alone, I can't manage him anymore..."

Listening to Zhang Tutu's words, Ding Junjie nodded deeply in agreement.

Ding Junjie also surrendered. Just as Zhang Tutu said, Lin Yi's performance was even more stunning and seasoned than many veterans who had worked in the Demon Prison for decades.

Could someone like this have been naturally born for the Demon Prison?

Or perhaps, this person was simply born specifically to deal with the Demon Prison...

The two men, once again left in shock, simultaneously lit up cigarettes.

Ding Junjie even wondered how he had managed to get to where he was today. If Lin Yi reached his age, he would probably soar straight up into the sky, wouldn't he?

...

Lin Yi sneezed twice.

"That's strange. Last time in the Tianhe County residential area, Ouyang Ran and the Lin family might have been studying me, hence the sneeze. Who is it this time? Could it be that old schemer, the River God?"

Lin Yi rubbed his nose, then turned and left the main entrance of the Demon Prison.

Packing up, he placed his badge back inside his bronze box.

Not far outside the Demon Prison, Lin Yi exchanged greetings with some guards and administrative staff.

It was already nighttime.

Not long after stepping out of the Demon Prison, Lin Yi's cell phone rang.

Just now, Lin Yi had stored everything inside the mysterious space of the *Slaying Spirit Scripture*, keeping only his phone in hand.

Glancing at the caller ID on the phone, Lin Yi saw it was none other than that old schemer, the River God.

Looking further at the missed calls on the phone, there were a full hundred of them, all previously placed by the old schemer River God, ringing every few minutes.

After thinking about it, Lin Yi decided not to answer the call.

Lin Yi put the phone back into the mysterious space of the *Slaying Spirit Scripture*, leaving only his work phone outside.

With everything packed and organized, Lin Yi trotted over toward the roadside.

Soon, he arrived at a nearby snack street.

"It seems Director Zhang Tutu still takes good care of me; I really have a lot of freedom. If it were any other prison guard or employee in the Demon Prison, wanting such free time would be utterly impossible."

"Although Director Zhang has always spoken to me with a straight face as if looking down on me, in reality, he must be strictly demanding of me. How could I not see through that? Indeed, there are still good people in this world, especially the Paranormal Investigation Bureau—almost every single one of them is pretty good, far, far better than the Tianhe City Paranormal Investigation Bureau."

This was a snack street, quite far away from the abandoned site near the exit of the Demon Prison.

Lin Yi boarded a taxi and gave his destination: Romance.

The taxi driver was a middle-aged elder brother. Upon hearing Lin Yi's destination, he let out a meaningful laugh.

"Little brother, judging by your appearance and attire, you don't look particularly wealthy. Big brother has to teach you a unique trick. This trick is guaranteed to save you money, and not only will you save money, but you'll also gain many benefits... especially certain physical benefits. Don't worry, big brother is definitely not lying to you."

While driving, violently turning the steering wheel, and stepping heavily on the gas pedal to dart the taxi forward, the elder brother tried to impart his experience to Lin Yi.

"Forget it, big brother. You've got it wrong; I am a pure and kind person, and I actually have serious business to attend to over there..."

Before Lin Yi could finish his sentence, the driver held the steering wheel with his left hand while waving his right hand dismissively, facing away from Lin Yi.

"Come on, little brother, we're all men here, who doesn't know who? Listen to big brother, big brother will never lie to you. Back in the day, big brother was also a little playboy in the romantic arena, an absolute player making waves like the Honghu Lake waters."

"..."

Lin Yi.

Lin Yi felt that this driver exuded intense confidence.

Judging by that tone, he really might have been a player, churning out one provocative phrase after another.

Lin Yi thought it was quite interesting, and listening to it wouldn't hurt; it could serve as a crash course for a veteran.

He used to be a pure rookie, but now that he had an experienced hand imparting wisdom, he should accept it if it came his way.

So Lin Yi chuckled and humbly sought advice.

"Big brother, I was wrong. As the saying goes, men don't cheat men. Tell me, big brother, what exactly is your experience?"

"That's more like it! Why put up a front? Right, we're all men. Remember my words: think about it, when you go to find those special female workers in certain industries, don't they always try to play the pity card? Like, 'I have severely ill parents,' 'I have a younger brother who needs money to get married,' or 'I have an unhappy marriage.' Am I right, big brother, or am I right?"

Lin Yi subconsciously nodded. What this elder brother said made sense; hadn't TV shows always portrayed this exact routine?

Thinking carefully, didn't he and Eighth Brother Wuji encounter this exact routine when they went to that Clear Water Source place?

At the time, he even thought that little sister was so pitiful that he gave her all his pocket money—one hundred yuan.

That was a hundred yuan! How much was his total monthly pocket money back then!

Seeing Lin Yi's enlightened look, the driver immediately continued, "Remembered it now, right? So big brother is teaching you a trick called *doing the exact opposite*. Don't wait for the young lady to tell you these things; you use the exact same version on her first."

"You just say, 'Ah, my parents fell severely ill'—well, don't curse your own parents—you just say, 'My relative fell severely ill.' Anyway, you just rattle off this whole set, and then you say, 'I'm just feeling pent-up inside and came to chat with a beautiful older sister. Can you accompany me out for a walk and a drink?' Look at that—look at that—doesn't this matter get settled just like that...?"

...

Stepping out of the taxi, Lin Yi was left standing somewhat disheveled in the wind.