Chapter 217: 216: Play Dead, My Rebellious Disciple is Coming

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Chapter 217: Chapter 216: Play Dead, My Rebellious Disciple is Coming He Ming stood on the Yin Road, surrounded by ghostly shadows and the wailing of ghosts, terrifying him to the point where his feet seemed glued to the ground, unable to take even half a step. It turned out that Master Buqiu hadn’t lied; he truly came through the Yin Road. How dreadful the Yin Road was, he now realized! Wu ah, Master save me! “He Ming, He Ming come quickly.” He Ming instinctively turned his head, who, who is calling me? As he turned, he was met face to face with a ghastly ghost face, eyes hanging down to the chin, just inches away. He let out a horrific scream. Qin Liuxi heard the scream, turned back, and walked over, saying, “My fault, I didn’t remind you not to look back, not to wander off. Come, follow your master.” He Ming pitifully lifted his head to look at her, grabbing onto her sleeve. Qin Liuxi showed a compassionate smile, leading him forward. Meanwhile, Master Chi Yuan was audaciously provoking ‘Si Lengyue’, the old ghost enraged, screaming and charging at him with bared teeth and claws. Qinglan Temple Master raised his copper coin wrapped peach wood sword, bellowing, “Sin Barrier, refuse the toast only to drink a forfeit, take a sword strike from me.” The peach wood sword struck ‘Si Lengyue’ who let out a piercing shriek, but quickly laughed, saying, “Bring it on, it’s not my real body anyway, what does it matter if it gets killed!” Qinglan Temple Master: “!” Master Chi Yuan: Have some brains. Si Lengyue’s father, Si Tu, stumbled forward, crying to stop him: “Temple master, this cannot be done, that’s my Yue’er’s body, it cannot be harmed, woo. Yue’er, my Yue’er, what shall we do!” Both Qinglan Temple Master and Master Chi Yuan felt a headache coming on. They had been here for so long, and Si Tu had been crying the whole time, incessantly. You’d think you, a son-in-law, living under your strong-wife’s thumb, not really, but under her dominance, would show some manliness! Not to mention, his wife had long passed away; as a man, he should have stepped up now! But in reality, when his wife was alive, he let her manage everything; when she was gone, he let his daughter handle everything, playing the role of a pretty vase. Fearing to hurt the Jade Bottle while trying to chase away the rat, with Si Tu interfering, Qinglan Temple Master was somewhat stuck, unable to step down. He grimly pulled out a talisman, saying, “Since this Sin Barrier is so heartless, don’t blame me for being ruthless.” He lit the talisman, murmuring an Evil Extermination Spell; ‘Si Lengyue’ felt an excruciating headache, her divine soul nearly destroyed. She was a century-old ghost, having endured countless tribulations and was also ruthless. Seeing Qinglan Temple Master casting spells to drive her away, she immediately broke her own finger, the crisp snap followed by breaking another stick, and with the sharp end, she slashed her neck, blood immediately flowing down. “Come on, don’t stop. Even if I risk the destruction of my soul, I must first cripple this young lady, hehe.” Thud. Si Tu, seeing his daughter wounded, went pale, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight back. The Evil Extermination Spell had to stop. A bit tricky? No, it was hesitancy, fearing harming Si Lengyue’s physical body, because if the old ghost was driven out and the body destroyed, the real Si Lengyue would have nowhere to return. Qinglan Temple Master felt even more unable to step down. This soul departure situation with Si Lengyue was recurrent; the protective magical artifact she carried was also sought from him. Previously, when Si Lengyue had soul detachments, the family would engage Qinglan Temple, and over time, Si Lengyue just got used to it. Today, Si Lengyue had another soul departure, the Si Family followed the usual ritual by setting up an incense altar to call her soul, but to no avail. They had no choice but to urgently send someone to Qinglan Temple to invite the temple master. This delay caused Si Lengyue to be possessed by a century-old Wild Ghost. The Qinglan Temple Master thought it was like the usual cases with Si Lengyue, just needing to call back her soul, so he didn’t bring many protective magical artifacts. It was only when he arrived at the Si Family’s place that he realized a formidable Wild Ghost had taken possession. Now they need to expel this old ghost before they can perform the soul calling. However, both Qinglan Temple Master and Master Chi Yuan knew this matter required urgent attention and couldn’t be delayed. Why? Si Lengyue’s protective magical artifact was destroyed, and though it would be fine if her physical body was temporarily occupied by someone else, what about her soul outside? A wandering living soul is not a good sign; at best it wanders around aimlessly, at worst, it could be devoured by old ghosts with some Daoist cultivation, or even worse, captured by practitioners of evil magic to be refined—without the soul, even a intact physical body would be useless! As the Grand View Master, being controlled by a century-old ghost was a great embarrassment for the Qinglan Temple Master. This old ghost, seeing that he had seemingly stunned Qinglan Temple Master and others, was extremely pleased with himself. Watching Master Chi Yuan looking sneaky and wanting to play dirty, the ghost, feeling provoked and using Si Lengyue’s body as a shield, let out a screech and swung its claw. “You, old Taoist, are the sneakiest, take this claw from Deng Shiniang,” the old ghost bellowed. Previously, Master Chi Yuan had performed a divination which drained some of his Primordial Qi, and he also had old injuries, so he wasn’t very agile. Struck by the claw, his face now bore several red marks. Just as he was about to retaliate, he suddenly exclaimed, looking in a certain direction. “Chi Yuan!” the Qinglan Temple Master shouted angrily, readying his sword to strike. Chi Yuan hurriedly said to Qinglan Temple Master: “Qinglan, hold on, pretend to drop dead on the ground, my cheeky disciple is here.” Qinglan Temple Master paused, confused, “What?” Chi Yuan said, “My rebellious disciple has arrived.” As he spoke, he lay down on the ground, pointing at the old ghost Deng Shiniang, and cried out, “You old ghost, daring to strike me, my disciple will definitely exterminate you. Ouch, ouch, my poor old face.” Deng Shiniang: What on earth, has he lost his mind from defeat? Qinglan Temple Master was astonished: “!” When it comes to shamelessness, it had to be you, Chi Yuan. He too figured out what was happening, listening to the wind to discern sounds, and looked towards a certain rockery. Sure enough, a vortex appeared there as if someone had torn through space, stepping out and tossing someone out in the process. The poor person lying on the ground was vomiting incessantly. Qinglan Temple Master recognized the clothing of the vomiting person as one of his Daoist Temple members, feeling his face heat up in embarrassment. How disgraceful. Looking then at the person who had confidently approached, his face appeared somewhat sinister, his eyebrows upright, his expression cold and severe: “Who, who dared to touch my old man?” “Ouch, disciple, here, your master is here.” Chi Yuan called out from the ground, waving to Qin Liuxi. Qin Liuxi hurried over, seeing the blood marks on the old man’s face, instantly his expression darkened: “Who did this? Are you flirting with women again?” That looked like the scratch of a woman. Chi Yuan pitifully pointed at Deng Shiniang who was attached to Si Lengyue, with a sobbing tone said, “It was her who hit me, you must avenge your master.” Qin Liuxi glanced at Deng Shiniang and said, “A mere old ghost can hit you, and you can’t even handle a woman, what use are you, you pathetic old man?” Deng Shiniang, who was still wondering what big play Chi Yuan was putting on, suddenly saw Qin Liuxi appear and sneered coldly, old incapable of fighting, so a younger one was sent? Such a shameless Taoist. Calling for backup in a brawl? Doesn’t she have her own? Deng Shiniang opened her mouth, a sharp screech about to emerge, when Qin Liuxi grabbed her mouth, then his other hand pressed on her Heaven Spirit cover, forcefully pulling her soul out, dragging it by the hair and throwing it to the ground. Thud, dust flew. Deng Shiniang, dazed and confused: “!”

Chapter 217: 216: Play Dead, My Rebellious Disciple is Coming

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