The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 350 - 244 The Third Letter

Chapter 350: Chapter 244 The Third Letter

Li Yi had waited from day until night, and from night he whiled away the hours until it was deep into the night. During this time, he intermittently engaged in cultivation. At this moment, he felt that his body’s evolution, after this period of cultivation, had reached a certain limit. His sense for spiritual perception was growing stronger by the second and within a week at most, he would naturally become a master of spiritual perception.

However, in this world, he couldn’t feel any joy from a breakthrough in his cultivation. His incessant cultivation was just to avoid wasting time.

Late at night.

The Jinjiang District was void of life, surrounded by silence. At this time, barely any residents would be out and about; the majority were asleep in their homes.

Li Yi now acted, arriving smoothly at the doorstep of the address he had been given.

After sensing his surroundings, he heard some minor noises within the house, the sound of someone snoring while asleep, and the hum of electrical appliances operating. Clearly, people lived here, and there was no sign of any supernatural events occurring, nor any fierce ghosts in the vicinity.

The purpose of this letter was... to pull others into becoming messengers for the Ghost Post Office.

Li Yi thought of his own experience, and how he and others were dragged into the Ghost Post Office by a letter and then forced to become messengers, obliged to complete the task of delivering letters. He had not expected that he, after becoming a messenger himself, would also be sending out such an ominous letter, pulling others into the Ghost Post Office to continue as messengers.

Thus, as messengers of the Ghost Post Office died, more would take their place, and as long as people existed in this world, it would go on indefinitely.

Ordinary people, asleep in their homes, would face such a terrifying task of delivering letters without even knowing what was happening to them. Thinking this, living in this world seemed utterly hopeless.

But Li Yi was not about to stop his task of delivering letters because of this. If he didn’t send out this letter, he would be the one to die. Moreover, with so many messengers inside the Ghost Post Office, if he died, someone else would take over the task. There was no resisting this curse, at least not for him.

Therefore, without much hesitation, Li Yi simply pushed the letter through the crack in the door.

Just like that, his second letter delivery task was completed.

"It seems this second letter was a kind of welfare letter, providing almost a free completion of a delivery task for the messenger. It’s just that I don’t know how many of these welfare letters there will be, or if I’ll encounter them again in the future. If there are several more of these, then surviving three months might not be difficult," Li Yi thought to himself.

Afterwards, he left the building and moved to a deserted corner of the district.

Li Yi now wanted to verify the use of something else. He took out a piece of black stationery and directly ignited it.

According to Guo You, burning the black stationery could create a path that leads to the Ghost Post Office, allowing escape after completing a dangerous delivery task.

He felt that since this delivery task was so simple, he should explore more and understand various situations. Only by doing so could he have a better chance of survival.

As the black stationery burned, indeed, something bizarre happened.

A darkness suddenly swept over the surroundings, and within its depths, a twisted, eerie path appeared.

The path seemed to float amidst the smoke, wavering uncertainly as if it might disappear at any moment.

Li Yi didn’t rush to walk down it, but continued to observe. He noticed that the path’s duration was the same as the black stationery’s burning time. Once the black stationery was fully burnt, the path to the Ghost Post Office dissolved.

"One piece of stationery doesn’t last long, just a few seconds, which isn’t enough for an ordinary messenger to retreat safely," he mused with a thoughtful look.

For an evolver like him, of course, these few seconds were more than enough to withdraw. But there were no cultivators in this world; all the functions had to be considered from the perspective of an ordinary person. Hence, Li Yi felt he hadn’t fully grasped the method of usage yet.

Li Yi then attempted it a few more times.

He found that when the black stationery was about to burn out, adding a second piece could extend the duration of the path to the Ghost Post Office. The more stationery he had in hand, the safer it was.

Next, Li Yi rolled the stationery into a stick, finding that slowing down the burning speed of the paper could also prolong the path’s duration.

If he burned two pieces of black stationery in different locations, surprisingly two paths to the Ghost Post Office would appear. However, the distance between the burning pieces had to be far enough; if too close, it would be considered as a single piece of paper.

After using quite a bit of black stationery, Li Yi had cleared some things up and mastered how to use it.

"I just don’t know if, after I return, I can use the burning stationery to cross borders and get back to the Ghost Post Office," Li Yi thought to himself, entertaining a bold idea.

Just as the Yin Horse could cross Ghost Street.

If this black stationery could actually be used to cross borders, that would be truly incredible.

But then Li Yi shook his head and chuckled. In such a terrifying world, who would want to come here? Even if it were truly possible to cross borders, there would be no need to enter the Ghost Post Office just to court death.

After tinkering for a while.

It seemed that the sky was about to light up.

Li Yi twisted the black stationery into a stick resembling a black incense stick, then lit the paper incense. Accompanied by the emergence of a path to the Ghost Post Office, he followed it away from Da Han City, directly back to the Ghost Post Office.

However, not long after he left.

A vehicle, disregarding the security within the district, crashed its way through and quickly arrived at the spot where Li Yi had just disappeared.

"Cough cough!"

A somewhat weak cough sounded as the car door opened, and a young man, leaning on a cane and limping, now stepped out of the car. Without saying a word, he just kept scanning the surroundings.

"The supernatural power has disappeared... has the fierce ghost left? Or was there a Ghost Tamer lingering here just now, rashly trying out the fierce ghost’s power? However, the number of disappearances in Da Han City has been steadily increasing lately, which is not good news. It’s likely that there are supernatural events taking place in this city, just hidden very deep."

The man with the cane looked at the black ash residue on the ground, unable to discern what it was, only certain that the area was relatively safe for the moment.

"Forget it, since there’s nothing amiss, I should head back and investigate slowly. This matter requires patience."

Afterward, the man, still leaning on his cane and limping, returned to his car. With the vehicle starting up, this special car quickly drove away from Jinjiang District, vanishing into the night.

Li Yi had now returned to the familiar Ghost Post Office and entered his own room number 11.

Having spent a lot of time here, he had developed a sense of safety.

At least inside the Ghost Post Office, he didn’t have to worry about a fierce ghost suddenly appearing and killing him. As long as he stayed in his room, he was definitely safe. But outside, it was a different story—not only were there supernatural events, but also Ghost Tamers. If he was unlucky enough to encounter one of them, whether he could survive was uncertain.

In the following days, Li Yi continued his meditation and cultivation, and during this time, some things happened.

Qin Bing was forced to return to the Ghost Post Office. Clearly, his letter-delivery mission was about to begin. Li Yi talked to him and found that Qin Bing’s state of mind wasn’t very good; he seemed dispirited, just smoking and not talking much. It was unclear what he had gone through during this time, and Zhang Jing had completely lost contact.

Li Yi couldn’t get through to her phone, and the positioning information had also disappeared, presumably because she had deliberately turned off her tracker.

All he knew was that after they had parted ways in Zhongyang City, he hadn’t seen Zhang Jing again, and she hadn’t appeared in the Ghost Post Office either.

It had been seven days now, and under normal circumstances, Zhang Jing should have had a letter-delivery mission.

"So, did Zhang Jing completely disappear after refusing to deliver letters?" Li Yi was somewhat silent at this moment.

If Zhang Jing refused to deliver letters, there were only two outcomes for her; she either died somewhere or, as she said, she managed to break through to the Soul Realm within these days and left through Cross Border, successfully evading the curse of the Ghost Post Office.

"Maybe she really did make it," Li Yi could only hope for the best, wishing her alive.

"Qin Bing, I don’t think you need to be so pessimistic. I’ve roughly understood the letter-delivery situation in the Ghost Post Office these days. We’re currently on the first floor; normal people can complete the letters here, so there’s no reason we cultivators can’t. After finishing three letters on the first floor and moving to the second floor to deliver another three, I think we’ll have enough time to wait until after three months."

He then comforted Qin Bing.

Because Li Yi felt that their situation might not be as bad as it seemed; they just had a really bad start, getting involved in a supernatural event without an understanding of the situation, the death of their team leader, followed by two more teammates, greatly impacted their morale. But if they could recover from the shock, they would realize that the letter-delivery mission wasn’t actually that tough.

After all, normal messengers had to keep delivering letters up to the fifth floor, but they didn’t have to do so. They just had to wait three months before going back through Cross Border, so there was still a lot of hope.

"I understand, it’s just some things are hard to accept in a short time," Qin Bing said, smoking and frowning. "I’ll try to get through these three months. No matter what, I have to pass the danger information of this world back. We cannot allow more cross-border people to come to this world to die."

"That’s the spirit, cheer up," Li Yi said.

"I got a letter last night, and I have to set off today. If I’m lucky, you’ll see me back in a couple of days. If I don’t come back, then everything is up to you. You have great potential, and I believe you can definitely make it through this time and successfully Cross Border back."

Having said that, Qin Bing left his luggage in Li Yi’s hands, took the yellow letter, and left the Ghost Post Office.

Li Yi fell silent, watching him depart.

He understood that Qin Bing was severely affected and needed to regain his confidence by understanding that the letter delivery wasn’t that difficult.

Li Yi stayed in the Ghost Post Office for another two days, living off the food and water left in the rooms by others, and if push came to shove, there was also nutrient solution to stave off hunger.

During those two days, Guo You appeared as well; his seven days were nearly up, and it was time for him to deliver a letter.

But Guo You said it was his third letter, and once delivered, he would be going to the second floor and would no longer appear on the first floor.

Li Yi didn’t say much, just wishing him good luck.

Two days later.

Qin Bing returned, having completed his letter-delivery mission. The look of dejection had faded significantly from his face, and he seemed to have regained some of his spirit; clearly, this successful mission had given him the confidence to survive.

"Li Yi, I completed the letter-delivery mission," Qin Bing said happily, realizing that delivering letters might not be as difficult as it seemed.

Qin Bing was happy, but now Li Yi’s trouble had arrived.

For he too soon received his third letter.