When Wang Yiming regained consciousness from the illusion, he was deeply shocked by what was happening before his eyes, especially when Ma Ling unleashed the Nine-Character True Mantra Formation and summoned the Chiwen's Kiss. The shock in his heart was indescribable.
It wasn't until he heard Yang Haoran's roar that he snapped out of his shock!
Although Yang Haoran didn't tell him what to do, he knew what he had to do!
At this point in the situation, Ma Ling had already fallen, and Yang Haoran was struggling to hold on. But it was clear what he needed to do in this situation. As long as he wasn't foolish, Wang Yiming wouldn't ask Yang Haoran what to do again, let alone retort with sothing like, "Why are you yelling?"
Wang Yiming was certainly not foolish. The mont he regained consciousness, he imdiately exerted all his power. The talisman bag hanging from his waist opened by itself, and talismans flew out like thin flying knives, as if commanded by him!
There were many talismans, at least dozens, and what was even more frightening was that all these talismans were ghost slaying talismans!
The talismans hung in the air, surrounding Wang Yiming. Ti seed to stand still at this mont.
"Slash!!!"
An angry and pained shout erupted from Wang Yiming's mouth. It seed as if ti froze, but then the talismans surrounding him, like obedient soldiers, rushed towards the target, the red-robed evil spirit.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, dozens of ghost slaying talismans hit the red-robed evil spirit one after another, firmly affixing to its soul!
The red-robed evil spirit, who was struggling to break free from the chains, suddenly showed a look of horror on his face. Before he could react, all the ghost slaying talismans burned to ashes!
Then, a dense array of spirit lights flashed continuously on the red-robed evil spirit's soul, each flash aning a cut from the sharp spirit light.
Pained howls echoed from the red-robed evil spirit's mouth. His soul began to fade, and his Yin Qi weakened. Seeing this, Yang Haoran knew it was a perfect opportunity!
With a roar, Yang Haoran seed to be cheering himself on, venting his inner frustrations. Sweat poured down his forehead, and his veins bulged. He forcefully pulled the black chains, once again restraining the red-robed evil spirit's soul!
This was his last effort. If he couldn't seal the red-robed evil spirit inside the Soul Gathering Bead this ti, he would et the sa fate as Ma Ling. By then, the only one among them with any fighting capability would be Wang Yiming!
But judging from the dozens of ghost slaying talismans Wang Yiming had just unleashed, coupled with his pained voice, Yang Haoran guessed that Wang Yiming had probably used up all his ghost slaying talismans. If he also fell, leaving only Wang Yiming, whether he could deal with the red-robed evil spirit was uncertain!
Fortunately, the worst-case scenario did not happen this ti. The red-robed evil spirit, already extrely weakened, was forcibly pulled into the Soul Gathering Bead by the sudden tug of the black chains!
In the split second before the red-robed evil spirit was sealed into the Soul Gathering Bead, he glanced at Second Son Wu, his eyes filled with deep sorrow, leaving behind a sentence.
Yes, it was not hatred, but sorrow, and the sentence he left behind was, "You're the one I love most!"
This sentence was hoarsely shouted by the red-robed evil spirit. Even after his soul had been sealed into the Soul Gathering Bead, the words still echoed in the villa.
"You're the one I love... most!"
With the red-robed evil spirit sealed into the Soul Gathering Bead, the haunting of the Wu Family villa ca to an end.
Among everyone, Yang Haoran was the most seriously injured, stabbed in the abdon by Guanhai, a wound not to be taken lightly.
Master Wu was very worried about Yang Haoran's condition. He hoped Yang Haoran would accept the best treatnt under his arrangent, but Yang Haoran refused.
Under Master Wu's concerned gaze, Yang Haoran left the Wu Family villa with Guanhai.
The next day, Yang Haoran's grocery store opened as usual, but he opened much later than usual today.
Moreover, instead of exercising after getting up, he lay weakly in his chair, waiting for custors to co.
His complexion wasn't too good, looking very weak, but there was a faint excitent in his eyes.
Touching the spot on his abdon where Guanhai had stabbed him, he could clearly feel the pain.
However, this level of pain was within his tolerance, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
Although he didn't go to the hospital for proper treatnt, with the assistance of Yin spirit power, his wound had healed well. At the current rate, he should be almost fully recovered in another week.
Yin spirit power had such miraculous effects. For Yang Haoran, it was an unexpected surprise. But the excitent faintly revealed in his eyes at the mont had nothing to do with this matter.
What truly excited him was the gains he made from this trip to the Wu Family.
High risk often ant high returns, and sotis this statent held true. For Yang Haoran, this trip to the Wu Family was one such instance.
He wasn't sure how much reward the Wu Family would give him, but considering the Wu Family's financial resources, he was sure it wouldn't be ager. That was one of the reasons for his excitent.
Another reason for his excitent was that he had subjugated two powerful undead and one powerful evil spirit!
Compared to the forr, the latter made him even more excited and thrilled.
Once, all he wanted was to earn more money, to provide a better life for his parents and himself, and to lay a foundation for his future family so they wouldn't suffer like he had. So, he placed great importance on wealth.
But now, as a Night Watcher, he realized the benefits that power could bring. Compared to wealth, power was more attractive to him. Having power ant he could easily obtain more wealth!
And to enhance his own power, there was currently only one way, which was to strengthen the Yin spirit power within him. And to enhance his Yin spirit power, there was also only one way, which was to acquire more souls and exchange opportunities for Soul Qi infusion from Divine Envoy Deng Feng!
Taking out the Soul Gathering Bead, the threads of soul inside were visible to the naked eye. So soul threads swam inside the Soul Gathering Bead like fish, while others thrashed wildly against the bead, trying to break free from its confines.
Among all the soul threads, three were particularly conspicuous. They were much larger than the others, especially one of them, which was as thick as a cigarette, too thick to be described as "thin."
The thickest soul thread was none other than the red-robed evil spirit, while the other two were the male and female ghosts from the Wu Family villa.
Looking at the soul threads inside the Soul Gathering Bead, Yang Haoran couldn't help but smile. He knew that this month, not only would he not be fired, but his salary would also be considerable.
Sensing the commotion outside, the red-robed evil spirit transford into a fierce face, threatening Yang Haoran like a wild beast.
Of course, Yang Haoran wasn't intimidated. He looked at the red-robed evil spirit with interest, his gaze drawn to its eyes.
These two eyes, one normal and one pure white.
Last night at the Wu Family villa, the red-robed evil spirit initially revealed only one milky white eye. Through this milky white eye, Yang Haoran identified it as an evil spirit.
However, when the red-robed evil spirit was attacked by the Chiwen's Kiss, its hair disheveled, revealing its face. It was then that Yang Haoran noticed its other eye wasn't milky white.
At the ti, due to the urgency of the situation, Yang Haoran didn't have the leisure to ponder over this. His mind was solely focused on getting rid of the red-robed evil spirit as quickly as possible to save everyone.
Only after successfully sealing the red-robed evil spirit into the Soul Gathering Bead did he have the leisure to think about the red-robed evil spirit's eyes. With one eye showing milky white and the other normal, it indicated that the red-robed evil spirit hadn't fully entered the realm of an evil spirit. At most, it could only be considered to have one foot in that realm.
Looking at the red-robed evil spirit's different eyes, Yang Haoran reaffird his suspicion that the red-robed evil spirit had indeed yet to fully step into the realm of an evil spirit.
A half-step evil spirit was sowhat forced to be called an evil spirit, but its strength was unquestionable. Yang Haoran had personally experienced this and didn't dare underestimate it.
"To think a half-step evil spirit could be so powerful, I wonder how formidable a true evil spirit is."
Thinking like this, feeling soone approaching, Yang Haoran calmly put away the Soul Gathering Bead and then smiled, looking towards the newcor.
The newcor turned out to be Guanhai. At this mont, Guanhai was carrying a lot of things and smiling as he walked towards Yang Haoran's grocery store.
"Brother Yang, feeling better?"
Even before he got close to Yang Haoran, Guanhai greeted him from a distance.
Seeing Guanhai carrying so many things, Yang Haoran's smile beca even broader.
"There you are, bringing so many things. Co, let see."
Although he said so, Yang Haoran didn't mind the pain from his wound and stood up, his face full of smiles as he reached out to grab the things Guanhai was carrying.
Yang Haoran's initiative left Guanhai speechless. He hadn't even said what these things were for or who they were for, yet they were snatched away.
"You're quite proactive. But looking at you like this, I'm much relieved. By the way, what's the story with the wound on your abdon?" Guanhai asked in confusion.
Guanhai didn't know that he was the one who stabbed Yang Haoran in the abdon. At the ti, he was trapped in an illusion and indeed stabbed soone with a knife, but he didn't know it was Yang Haoran. He simply regarded his experience as a dream.
Apart from Yang Haoran, the only other person who knew about this was Ma Ling. After subjugating the red-robed evil spirit, Yang Haoran quietly approached Ma Ling, hoping she would pretend not to know about him being stabbed, and he himself kept silent about it.
Although Ma Ling didn't quite understand why Yang Haoran did this, she agreed nonetheless. So, Guanhai still didn't know that he had stabbed Yang Haoran, nor did he know what had happened to Yang Haoran after being stabbed.
"It's nothing, just a superficial wound. Do you want to hear a story? Let tell you one."
As Yang Haoran invited Guanhai to sit down, he smiled and changed the subject.
"A story? What story?" Guanhai asked, puzzled.
"Don't you want to know the identity of that red-robed evil spirit and his relationship with Second Son Wu?"
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