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At this moment, the Yin Qi surrounding the old house had all converged. A black, purplish iron chain was being swung towards Zhang Chuanhai by the Spirit Tamer outside. The shield made of seven or eight iron chains was scattered by this single chain. The purplish iron chain was blocked by Zhang Chuanhai, but it was evident that he, a newly advanced Earthbound Spirit, could not withstand it.
At this time, Xiao Yefeng could no longer afford to hesitate. The Spirit Tamer clearly intended to take his life. Xiao Yefeng gathered the remaining spiritual energy and placed one hand against Zhang Chuanhai's back. Then, a talisman appeared in his palm; the light golden talisman merged directly into Zhang Chuanhai's Ghost Body. Suddenly, upon receiving the talisman, Zhang Chuanhai felt as if he had taken a strength-enhancing pill. The iron chain, which was originally only as thick as a finger, transformed into one as thick as a wrist. The seven or eight iron chains converged and began to float in the air.
With a rush of cold wind, the iron chains slammed against the Spirit Tamer's chains with a clang! Two chains of equal thickness collided repeatedly. However, at this moment, the Spirit Tamer, forced back by Zhang Chuanhai, recalled his chains. In an instant, his eerie energy coalesced into armor, and the chains transformed into a large blade that charged directly at Zhang Chuanhai.
At this point, Xiao Yefeng and Zhang Chuanhai were able to synchronize their thoughts through their contract. Xiao Yefeng unleashed all his spiritual energy, and a light golden Light Blade appeared in Zhang Chuanhai's hand. This Light Blade was short like a dagger, yet its aura caused all nearby Ghost Mist to dissipate.
Clad in Ghost Mist Armor, the Spirit Tamer lunged at Zhang Chuanhai. Although Zhang Chuanhai was no match for the Spirit Tamer in terms of strength, he managed to keep him at bay with this peculiar blade. Each time the Light Blade clashed with the Demon Blade, the latter would dissipate like it had met a red-hot iron.
The Demon Blade seemed to lose its power just like the Spirit Tamer himself. While it appeared that the Spirit Tamer was at a disadvantage, Xiao Yefeng was also suffering. The Light Blade was a combination of Xiao Yefeng's spiritual energy and will; each clash drained his stamina significantly. These repeated encounters took a toll on him, but fortunately, their effectiveness allowed Zhang Chuanhai to hold his ground.
Frustrated by the stalemate, the Spirit Tamer suddenly retreated and sheathed his Demon Blade. Just as Xiao Yefeng was puzzled by this action, the Spirit Tamer vanished in a flash of Ghost Mist. At that moment, both Zhang Chuanhai and Xiao Yefeng sensed danger from their right side and instinctively dodged while Zhang Chuanhai raised his Light Blade to block.
With a crack sound, the Demon Blade broke against the Light Blade. However, just when Xiao Yefeng should have felt relieved, he suddenly sensed an icy killing intent approaching from his left side. In an extremely dangerous moment, nearly exhausted spiritual energy coalesced into a vague Light Blade on his left side. As the Demon Blade struck Zhang Chuanhai, the Light Blade pierced through the Spirit Tamer's chest in retaliation. Though Zhang Chuanhai's injury was negligible in comparison, the attack landed on the Spirit Tamer with Xiao Yefeng's authentic Qi hitting him directly—though it was only a tiny amount of energy, it was enough to harm this Spirit Tamer fundamentally.
This illustrated the gap between them; ghost-raising techniques stemmed from Geomancers—how could they surpass spells that Geomancers excelled at? Perhaps an exceptionally powerful Spirit Tamer could expel authentic Qi; however, damage would still not be mitigated.
"Crack!"
The clock on the wall finally struck five o'clock as dawn broke. The roosters raised their voices in unison throughout the village with loud crowing sounds awakening all of them simultaneously. As sunlight poured into the village, the Spirit Tamer holding a broken blade was illuminated by a beam of sunlight. In an instant, a wave of Ghost Mist rose up; after a scream echoed out, the Spirit Tamer transformed into Azure Smoke and fled westward—clearly seeking refuge with his master somewhere in that direction.
At this moment, both Xiao Yefeng and Zhang Chuanhai were completely exhausted in their room. Thanks to the shelter of the house, Zhang Chuanhai was not directly exposed to sunlight; however, he did not dare linger long. After catching his breath for a moment, he immediately hid within Xiao Yefeng's body as Xiao Yefeng finally lost consciousness and fainted. The continuous battles had drained Xiao Yefeng's Divine Power significantly; had it not been for his sudden inspiration to combine his will with residual spiritual energy at that critical moment, things would have turned dire indeed.
Xiao Yefeng, who had fainted, was carried to bed by Mei Chuanqiong. Soon after, Old Master Mei and Mei Baizhu hurried over. With Old Master Mei's pulse diagnosis, Xiao Yefeng's condition finally became clear. At that moment, Mei Mo'er and Liu Yiyi were also awakened by the commotion and rushed in with worried expressions.
The room was in disarray, with chairs overturned and tables flipped, clearly indicating that an attack had occurred. The situation astonished the Two Goddesses, but what was even more concerning was Xiao Yefeng's condition. Mei Mo'er anxiously asked, "Grandpa, what happened to Brother Xiao?"
Mei Mo'er's tension revealed her concern to everyone present. Meanwhile, Liu Yiyi looked nervously at Mei Yulou. Mei Yulou reassured them, "It's nothing serious; Feng just exhausted his Divine Power. He'll be fine after some rest. Now, tell me! What exactly happened last night? Why didn't you inform me?"
Mei Chuanqiong candidly recounted the two waves of attacks they had faced. After hearing this, Mei Yulou frowned and said, "The first group was after you! And the second group was after Feng?"
After learning all the details, Mei Yulou asked in confusion. Mei Chuanqiong nodded affirmatively. Looking at the unconscious Xiao Yefeng, Mei Yulou speculated that Xiao Yefeng possessed strong abilities. However, he never expected Xiao Yefeng to be so powerful—not only skilled in hand-to-hand combat but also adept at dealing with spirits. This revelation left Mei Yulou quite astonished. There were many talented individuals in the field of Feng Shui, but they were all primarily focused on Feng Shui arrangements for wealth and fortune.
Mei Yulou was not unfamiliar with capable individuals who could handle spirits; however, the youngest among them was at least in their forties or fifties. He had been working with an old friend to resolve the Feng Shui issues at Wankang Building and had planned to address it after the New Year. To his surprise, Xiao Yefeng had already solved it directly. Originally, Mei Yulou intended to learn more about it later, but after hearing his son's description, he was convinced that Xiao Yefeng's abilities were on par with those of his old friend.
Mei Yulou never imagined that something he had aspired to achieve throughout his life would be inadvertently acquired by his son. Indeed, aside from mastering Ancient Martial Arts and cultivating Inner Force, Mei Yulou had always wanted to learn Qi—a skill few could master. Now learning from Mei Chuanqiong that Xiao Yefeng was gradually mastering Blood Energy made him excited beyond measure; once he fused it with Dracula's Blood, he would possess incredible Blood Energy. Although it wasn't the same as Qi from Huaxia, it was a comparable existence. This realization kept Mei Yulou awake all night due to sheer excitement.
However, he soon discovered that this young man was even more extraordinary—skilled in divination and Feng Shui guidance while battling spirits; he was truly a rare talent! At this moment, a bold idea crossed Mei Yulou's mind: why not consider pairing Mei Mo'er with him?
Shaking his head at this thought, Mei Yulou dismissed it firmly—absolutely not! Just then, he smiled and said, "Alright everyone, don’t worry; Feng will be fine after some rest. You two—Mei Mo'er and Yiyi—aren't you supposed to go to work today? Hurry up!"
With that, Mei Yulou ushered all his descendants out of the room to leave Xiao Yefeng in peace. After ensuring a quiet environment for him, Mei Yulou began exercising alone in the courtyard. The stubborn donkey that had been grinding earlier was once again harnessed by him as he circled around grinding various herbs.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yefeng found himself in a tense situation. His mind was filled with numerous memories from past encounters with spirits; each time he faced such entities relied heavily on these memories for solutions. While these recollections were indeed impressive, they felt too rigid for him now. The era of cold weapons had long passed; firearms and even high-tech weaponry were becoming prevalent everywhere. The techniques stored in his memory were no longer applicable—some of those hand signs alone numbered over seventy complex variations.
Moreover, their functions were singularly focused—a problem Xiao Yefeng had recognized when he first unlocked his potential to learn Feng Shui Techniques. However, at that time he lacked practical experience and hadn't yet identified suitable offensive methods for himself. It wasn't until his battle against an Earthbound Spirit-level Spirit Tamer that Xiao Yefeng accidentally discovered his own path forward.
It all began with various methods from memory, yet the talismans and tools from those memories were simply too cumbersome. If Xiao Yefeng were to encounter a Spirit Tamer of Earthbound Spirit level again, he would need to prepare a backpack full of items. Not only was it tedious, but in the heat of battle, who had the time to switch out tools?
However, in the final critical moment, the thought combined with Qi to form the Light Blade, granting Xiao Yefeng a significant breakthrough. Although he was trapped in slumber, his mind continuously recalled that last Light Blade and the wave of light that repelled the Earthbound Spirit.
Xiao Yefeng sustained almost no injuries and inadvertently created his own method of attack. On the other hand, someone else was in dire straits—the owner of the Spirit Tamer. Just as Crow Crows heralded dawn, the Spirit Tamer was startled by its sound, causing a momentary distraction. In that instant, Xiao Yefeng's Light Blade, infused with Righteous Qi, struck the Spirit Tamer. Perhaps even Xiao Yefeng did not anticipate how remarkably effective that strike would be.
At that moment, the man rolled around in a speeding car, clutching his head. Meanwhile, another man kept feeding him a dark, unappetizing soup. Clearly, the taste of this soup was terrible; however, he had no choice. With each gelatinous spoonful swallowed, the man's complexion improved slightly. After finishing a bowl of soup, the disheveled man lay back in the car, drenched in sweat and gasping for breath.
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