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"Why? You ask me, and I will tell you. First! You should not harm ordinary people with the Ghost Summoning Technique. Second! You should not allow Evil Spirits to kill. Third! You should not refine this wicked Nine Spirit Ghost Refining Furnace!" Xiao Yefeng said, each word resonating powerfully.
Faced with Xiao Yefeng's accusations of his crimes, Yang Xing gritted his teeth and replied, "Hmph, what do I care? Did I use your children to refine the Nine Spirit Ghost Refining Furnace?"
Hearing Yang Xing's words, Xiao Yefeng was furious. "How can you say that so casually? Do you think I don't know the process of refining this Ghost Refining Furnace? Nine children under ten years old, just for the sake of refining this Ghost Refining Furnace, and you can actually go through with such cruelty?"
Although Xiao Yefeng was not entirely clear on the refining methods, he understood that this furnace was essentially a simplified version of the Nine Children Soul Hammer Cauldron used by the Plague Witch Sand. The refining process required finding nine children born on the same day and at the same time, with no more than a quarter-hour difference between them as sacrifices.
What is a sacrifice? It is an ancient method used by evil artifact masters to cultivate Qi. In ancient times, artifact masters often added various things into their furnaces to enhance the spirituality of the items they were creating. However, the Qi from plants and animals was too weak; humans are considered the essence of all beings. Since the master swordsmith forged a sword using his own body, artifact masters realized that human lives were the best catalysts.
Some people willingly offered themselves to be forged into swords, resulting in weapons of Righteous Path. However, evil artifact masters captured living people to forge swords, creating weapons imbued with demonic nature. The resentment of those thrown into the furnace before their deaths would seep into the sword's essence, causing most wielders to be harmed by inner demons—these were demonic weapons. Yet even so, some who pursued ultimate power continued to use living beings for crafting artifacts, seeking even greater resentment.
These individuals would be subjected to all kinds of humiliation and torture by artifact masters while still alive to provoke their resentment. The method used by Plague Witch Sand for the Nine Children Soul Hammer Cauldron was similar: nine children born on the same day and month. At that time, Plague Witch Sand used nine girls specifically for their Evil Qi to enhance soul refinement.
When the Nine Children Soul Hammer Cauldron emerged, Evil Qi swirled like a ghostly mist. The nine faces sculpted on the cauldron represented how those children looked when they struck their heads against it in their final moments. Such heinous acts seemed trivial when spoken by Yang Xing as if he had merely killed nine chickens.
"Don't act so noble; do you think we are all saints here? What you did is just a bit more hypocritical than what we do. Do you think everyone in the Metaphysics Society is a saint? Who doesn't have selfish motives? We just express ours openly while you hide behind your facade!" Yang Xing faced Yin Chai's steel blade while realizing he could no longer escape from the deadly steel forks behind him.
During this time, Yang Xing was actually looking for an opportunity to flee because he could not let any information slip away even if it meant his death. He deliberately provoked Xiao Yefeng to find a chance to shake off the three Yin Chai.
Xiao Yefeng was furious; however, Yang Xing was right. If Xiao Yefeng were someone who learned Feng Shui Techniques on his own, he might have been caught up in theoretical arguments at this moment. But he wasn't; Xiao Yefeng had once been like Yang Xing—willing to go to any lengths for his own benefit and survival. "You're right; I won't argue with you. However, I have enmity with Perfect World. Since you're one of them, I won't let you go easily. Now tell me about Perfect World's situation—who is behind it? I'll let you off this time!"
"Hahaha! I admire your ability, but unfortunately for you, Intricate Calculations has miscalculated me, Yang Xing! I'm not someone who fears death! My boss's strength is unparalleled!" Yang Xing laughed heartily.
"Who is the boss? Why are they targeting me and the Xiao Family?" Xiao Yefeng angrily grabbed Yang Xing by the collar.
"You lost, so you can't know!" Yang Xing replied with a smile.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng felt his hand suddenly empty; Yang Xing's spirit had vanished, replaced by a wandering ghost. Seeing this, Xiao Yefeng swiftly threw the ghost into the Zhao Yin Gate and pulled out the Bagua Mirror. The pointer at the center of the mirror spun rapidly before settling on Xiao Lin's location.
Xiao Lin? Xiao Lin! Could it be? Xiao Yefeng turned and hurled his Black Sword, which pierced through the air like a dark dragon, embedding itself beside Xiao Lin. With a sharp sound, the Soul-Severing Black Sword seemed to stab into something, but Xiao Yefeng also saw a figure slip into Xiao Lin's body.
"Big brother, what’s happening?" At that moment, Zitong had already returned to her usual appearance. Xiao Yefeng glanced at her and said, "Zitong, you are responsible for guiding these Vengeful Spirits back to Yin Si with the three Yin Chai."
With that, Xiao Yefeng formed a hand sign and his figure faded away from Xiao Lin's dream. Sitting beside Xiao Lin, he shook his head and regained consciousness. When he focused on Xiao Lin again, he noticed that three swords made of different materials had fallen around them: a wooden sword was broken, a metal sword lay on the ground, and the Copper Coin Sword had its red string snapped with coins scattered everywhere. In the center, a wooden axe that had been guarding Xiao Lin bore a large chip the size of an orange.
The wooden axe had also been thrown into the corner of the room. Seeing this scene, Xiao Yefeng put away his Black Sword and Bagua Mirror, grabbed the scattered coins, and stood up. "What a Yang Xing! Even your sword-and-axe formation couldn't hold you back. But I bet you're injured badly! Let's see where you run!"
"Northern Emperor's Profound Sound, hear my spirit and reveal the ghostly traces!" Standing at the entrance of Xiao Lin's house, Xiao Yefeng formed hand signs. Golden cyan spiritual energy surged behind him, gradually revealing a massive spiritual map. With his left hand holding up the Bagua Mirror and his right hand pointing back to pull the spiritual map away, it attached itself to the mirror. A flickering red dot began to race westward across its polished surface.
Seeing the red dot on the mirror, Xiao Yefeng smiled and said, "Where do you think you're going? Your spirit is exposed; you can't last more than ten minutes. This is your own severed escape route—don't blame me!"
With that, Xiao Yefeng opened the door of his Land Behemoth and placed the Bagua Mirror beside him. He pressed down on the accelerator and drove away from the Xiao Family with a roar. The speed of Yang Xing's spirit on the Bagua Mirror was incredibly fast; this was quite normal since spirits were essentially ghosts of living people. A Sorcerer could project their spirit out when they reached a certain mental strength and had sufficient spiritual energy.
Like ghosts, spirits could freely traverse any object as long as there was no Sorcerer's defense in place. At this moment, Yang Xing was in such a state; he had entered Xiao Lin's dream through Hua Qian's doll as a conduit. However, his arrogance and greed led him to abandon Hua Qian in favor of fully subduing Zitong. Little did he know that Xiao Yefeng had opened Zhao Yin Gate and guided all spirits trapped within the Nine Spirit Ghost Refining Furnace.
Even the spirits of nine children were locked by Zhao Yin Gate. As a result, Hua Qian was absorbed by Nine Spirit Ghost Refining Furnace due to Yang Xing's abandonment. Yang Xing lost his path back—the doll could no longer serve as a coordinate for him to return—and his second coordinate point was represented by an incense burner on the table. This incense burner was actually part of Nine Spirit Ghost Refining Furnace itself; if it hadn't been locked by Zhao Yin Gate, Yang Xing could have used Ghost Refining Furnace to block his return coordinate point.
However, the Nine Spirit Ghost Refining Furnace was suppressed by Zhao Yin Gate, and the nine children's Vengeful Spirits, serving as the main souls, were guarded by three Yin Chai. They could not be utilized by Yang Xing, who was left with no choice but to return through the only remaining exit—the body of the dream's master, Xiao Lin. This appearance, however, was blocked by the Three Swords and One Axe set up by Xiao Yefeng. Forcing his way through consumed the little spiritual energy Yang Xing had left. At this moment, Yang Xing could only recklessly push forward, heading straight for his lair.
Just as Yang Xing thought, it didn't matter if he died; he absolutely could not let Xiao Yefeng obtain any information regarding the Perfect World. However, what Xiao Yefeng did not know was that his ability to locate Yang Xing so smoothly was a mistake that Yang Xing should never have made. Yang Xing broke through the Three Swords and One Axe and burst out of Xiao Lin's body, only to find himself face to face with Xiao Yefeng.
At that moment, Yang Xing intended to seize this unclaimed body. Wouldn't it be a tragedy for the bodyless Xiao Yefeng? However, just as he attempted to enter Xiao Yefeng's body, an invisible pressure repelled him. This force was not a defense from anything—neither the Black Gold Spirit Banner nor the Soul-Severing Black Sword could defend without spiritual energy backing them.
Yang Xing shot forward like an arrow released from its bow, ignoring any structures in his path as he headed straight for home. Yet like a ghost, this spirit that should not easily be harmed was now continuously spitting out blood. Of course, compared to a physical being's blood, Liao Xiang's blood was merely dissipating spiritual energy.
"What on earth could injure my spirit in such an unconscious state?" Yang Xing muttered to himself as his words exacerbated the loss of spiritual energy from his mouth.
As Yang Xing neared his home, he sensed that Xiao Yefeng was not far behind in pursuit. If it weren't for his ability as a spirit to pass through walls, he would have been caught long ago. However, at this moment, Xiao Yefeng was also in a precarious situation; speeding through red lights without realizing how many he had crossed, he now had a large fleet of police cars trailing behind his Land Behemoth.
Meanwhile, Xiao Ling received a call from Xiao Yefeng. She quickly stood up and said to Li Chengjun, "Jun! You need to go home right now; my father is fine!"
After finishing her sentence, Xiao Ling grabbed her backpack and prepared to leave. At that moment, Li Chengjun asked, "Aren't you coming back with me?"
"I need to deal with Master Xiao's issue. The person who ambushed my father has already run through over ten red lights and is being pursued by various agencies. He won't have time to explain; I need to handle this." With that, Xiao Ling left the restaurant. In her heart, she had her own plans; dealing with this situation could actually be resolved with just a phone call given her current status as a member of National Security Team Three. However, what Xiao Ling truly wanted was to personally capture the one who ambushed her father.
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