I can rewind time to prevent death

In order to have Wan Shouguang craft the Black Spirit Umbrella for him, Yan Junze could not hide the existence of the Black Spirit Pearl from him, let alone the Semi-Ethereal Spirit that was to balance the power with Fang Ning.

Therefore, he had to lay all these matters before him so that the master craftsman could create exactly what he wanted with greater precision.

On one hand, to express gratitude for Yan Junze saving his life and on the other, since Yan Junze had mentioned he had a way to preserve his deceased son's strangeness for a long time, Wan Shouguang would no longer have any reason to refuse his request.

After obtaining consent, he picked up the Black Spirit Mallet and carefully examined it for a while.

There was nothing particularly special about the mallet itself; the material used was an alloy. A bit more special, however, were the three black pearls embedded in it.

Yan Junze made no secret of it and pointing to the Black Spirit Pearl, he said, "The power emanating from these three pearls, combined with Fang Ning's strength, should be enough to contend with the Semi-Ethereal Spirit."

Wan Shouguang nodded slightly, "That's about right. Now it seems that all the conditions necessary for forging your umbrella are in place. Once I return to the R&D base and utilize the raw materials I have on hand, I should be able to craft one."

He didn't ask Yan Junze what the Black Spirit Pearl was, as with many years of experience dealing with unusual weapons, Wan Shouguang was well aware of the secrets of the Exorcists.

Yan Junze owed him a favor, and since he hadn't spoken of it, it was naturally because he didn't wish to bring it up, so Wan Shouguang wouldn't ask. His job was to properly harness the energy of the three Black Spirit Pearls, combined with Fang Ning's Sculpting Spirit-level power.

"Uncle Wan, you mentioned before that the materials used aren't all that expensive, right?" Yan Junze ventured.

Wan Shouguang shook his head, "No worries, I can still use my position to obtain them, and the headquarters won't say anything. Besides, only I know the exact inventory of the materials."

Yan Junze seemed to understand and nodded.

Clapping his hands, he stood up and said, "Uncle Wan, you and Auntie take a rest. I'll take care of the beggar's body and that stray dog. Also, no one will know what happened here today."

He wheeled over the trolley from the courtyard, shouldered the beggar's corpse into it, then picked up the remains of the stray dog, now cleaved in two, and tossed them into the trolley.

Taking advantage of the darkness before dawn, Yan Junze laboriously pushed the trolley out through the villa's back gate.

A few steps after leaving, he released the Crawler Monster and Long-tongued Zhenzhen, instructing, "Bury the corpses in this cart somewhere. Don't go into the woods over there; choose a more secluded spot for the burial, and bury it deep."

The Crawler Monster glanced at Zhenzhen, who was examining the corpses in the cart, and upon hearing the instructions, nodded, "No problem."

With that, Zhenzhen took the lead, and the Crawler Monster's forked tongue lashed out, wrapping around the handle of the trolley and followed Zhenzhen, dragging the trolley away.

"Come back immediately after you bury them, the trolley will still be needed," Yan Junze reminded.

When he returned to the living room on the first floor of the villa, Wan Shouguang and his wife Liu Jialan had already placed Wan Cong's body on the sofa, continuously wiping away tears and looking at their son in silence.

Seeing Yan Junze return, Wan Shouguang wiped away his tears, surprised, "You've buried them already?"

Yan Junze nodded, not elaborating further, and walked over to Wan Cong's body, "Regardless, Wan Cong's body still needs to be laid to rest. Once the Semi-Ethereal Spirit enters the Black Spirit Umbrella, I will place the Turquoise on Wan Cong's grave. Once his strangeness takes form, it can stay with you forever."

Wan Shouguang asked, "But that Semi-Ethereal Spirit is sealed inside, how will you release it?"

"Let Uncle Zhang help," Yan Junze replied.

With Zhang Chengjing's strength, transferring the Semi-Ethereal Spirit into the Black Spirit Umbrella would be no problem at all.

After waiting in the house for about an hour, by which time the sky had begun to lighten, Yan Junze sensed that Long-tongued Zhenzhen and the Crawler Monster had returned.

Stepping outside, he saw the trolley already in the courtyard, with the Crawler Monster sitting on top of it, tidying its parted hair. Zhenzhen stood outside the cart, clearly having just pushed the Crawler Monster back.

Finding the situation somewhat amusing, Yan Junze couldn't help but smile and asked, "How did it go? Did you bury it well?"

"It's done; no one will find it," Zhenzhen confirmed with a nod.

At that moment, Wan Shouguang came out, but because Zhenzhen and the Crawler Monster had deliberately hidden themselves, to him, it was as if they were invisible, and he saw nothing.

At this time, all the anomalous alarm systems around the villa were off. Wan Shouguang hadn't turned them on, so they issued no warning either.

Yan Junze simply collected the two strangenesses, took hold of the trolley, and said to Wan Shouguang, "Let's go; it's nearly dawn. Before it gets light, we should lay Wan Cong's body to rest."

Wan Shouguang nodded, and they returned inside to carry Wan Cong's body out and into the trolley, with Liu Jialan handling the shovels. They quickly headed towards the burial site.

It took nearly an hour, but before the sky fully brightened, they managed to rebury Wan Cong's body in the grave.

Afterward, Yan Junze pointed toward the direction of the woods and said, "You should all be very clear about that direction; the magnetic field is unusually fluctuating. Don't go over there for the time being. You can have the headquarters send someone to investigate and see if it can be put to use."

"But what about the beggar's body and that stray dog?" Wan Shouguang asked unexpectedly, "Are they buried in those woods too?"