Chapter 43
Chapter 43
This was the second time Chen Daji had heard that he possessed a Pure Yang Body, and he couldn’t help but feel curious.
With a fawning expression, he asked Chang Huaiyuan:
“Old Immortal, what exactly is a ‘Pure Yang Body’?”
“Is this thing powerful?”
Chang Huaiyuan gave a slight smile:
“One born on a day of Pure Yang possesses a temperament like a raging fire, a fate like a steel blade, and a hundred evils cannot invade…”
At this point, even Chang Huaiyuan couldn’t continue his description.
Chen Daji’s face was currently red and swollen, his lips puffed up like sausages.
Combined with his bowing and scraping as he incessantly offered Chang Huaiyuan a cigarette,
this appearance made him look exactly like a chubby translator who had just been thrashed by our army.
No matter how one looked at him, there wasn’t a single trace of a “temperament like a raging fire.”
“Could I have misjudged him?”
The Chang Family Patriarch, a master of slaughter and war, couldn’t help but sink into self-doubt.
Chen Daji, completely lacking self-awareness, continued to speak to Chang Huaiyuan with a flattering face:
“Old Immortal, this Pure Yang Body of mine sounds pretty incredible. Um… well… could you take me as your disciple?”
“I’ll definitely work hard at cultivation and never slack off!”
Seeing that Chang Huaiyuan was just looking down in thought and ignoring him, Chen Daji pulled out another cigarette and offered it to Hemp-clad Grandmother.
Hemp-clad Grandmother didn’t refuse. She even chuckled and gestured for Chen Daji to light it for her.
This made Chen Daji overjoyed:
“Grandmother, could you take me as your disciple?”
“I’m very diligent and filial; I’ll never make you angry!”
Hearing this, Hemp-clad Grandmother laughed even more happily:
“Little brat, do you really want to take this old woman as your master?”
Chen Daji nodded rapidly like a chicken pecking at grain:
“Absolutely! I’ve dreamed of it!”
Hemp-clad Grandmother let out a cackling, eerie laugh. She produced a sharp dagger from nowhere and threw it onto the ground:
“Since you are so sincere, I shall grant your wish!”
“Pick up that knife and slit your throat!”
“Once you’re dead and turned into a ghost, I’ll take you back to Hemp-clad Mountain to cultivate.”
Chen Daji’s beaming face instantly collapsed.
He used his foot to gently kick the dagger further away and forced out a strained smile:
“Grandmother, stop joking. I’m a coward…”
Seeing that Hemp-clad Grandmother was still staring at him with that half-smile, Chen Daji scurried back into the house.
“I didn’t sleep well last night, and I’m suddenly feeling terribly sleepy.”
“Big Brother, you stay here with Grandmother. I’m going back to sleep for a bit…”
Watching Chen Daji’s pathetic retreat, Hemp-clad Grandmother could no longer hold back and burst into loud laughter:
“Jie-jie-jie! This little rascal isn’t bad. I like him!”
As dawn approached, the four Immortal Spirits of the spirit medium tradition returned.
However, every one of them looked dispirited, appearing almost too ashamed to face anyone.
Chang Huaiyuan was stunned by this and asked:
“What happened? Could it be that the evil ghosts were so fierce that even the four of you together were no match for them?!”
Bai Wuwei let out a long sigh:
“Brother Chang, you must be joking.”
“No matter how incompetent we are, dealing with two century-old evil ghosts is as easy as reaching into a pocket to grab something.”
“It’s just…”
Old Sixth Hui took over:
“There are no outsiders here, so why hesitate!”
“Young master physician, after we arrived, we couldn’t find the evil ghosts at all. That is why we are ashamed to return and face you.”
Among the four, Huang Wan’er of the Huang Family felt the most disgraced:
After all, the incident had occurred within the territory managed by her family.
Dropping two lengths of black hemp rope and a pair of Human-skin Lanterns onto the ground, Huang Wan’er said:
“Young master physician, these two items were found in the evil ghosts’ lair.”
“I have already informed my father-in-law of this matter. He said that this was a failure on the part of our Huang Family.”
“He will personally take action to capture the evil ghosts and hand them over to you to deal with.”
As they spoke, the female ghost carrying the sedan chair picked up the ropes and the Human-skin Lanterns and handed them to Hemp-clad Grandmother.
Hemp-clad Grandmother examined them for a while before speaking:
“Jie-jie-jie! A Corpse-binding Lock and Human-skin Lanterns… quite the grand display!”
“However, these are Maoshan techniques. How did they end up here in our Northern Lands?”
Hua Jiunan comforted the ashamed Immortal Spirits while silently pondering the situation:
Although the evil ghosts had vanished, the matter was gradually becoming clearer.
All clues pointed toward that cuckolded ancestor of the Old Tian Family and the evil Taoist who had given him advice!
It wasn’t just Hua Jiunan; the Immortal Spirits had realized this as well.
Bai Wuwei of the Bai Family had a fiery temper. He let out a cold snort and said:
“This whole mess was caused by the Old Tian Family, so we’ll start with them and investigate thoroughly!”
“If we still can’t find the bastard working in the shadows, the Five Great Immortal Families might as well slit our own throats together!”
“Living on would just be an embarrassment!”