here would have been no inheritance for Qimen practitioners long ago. The methods of Qimen practitioners were beyond what ordinary people could comprehend.And when Xiao Yu drew out his dagger, those d...Chapter 104: Eradicating the Malevolent Spirit

Ghosts are formed when a person's essence, energy, and spirit mix with deathly qi after they die. Generally speaking, ghosts do not remain in this world for long; only some special places prevent the ghost gate from opening there, causing those who die to become wandering souls unable even to achieve basic rebirth. Another reason is that their essence, energy, and spirit might be overwhelmed by a powerful obsession or resentment, refusing to be reincarnated and resisting the pull of the ghost gate to remain in this world. Such ghosts tend to be stronger, often referred to as vengeful spirits or evil spirits.

Monsters refer to non-living spiritual beings that gain sentience or enlightenment through cultivation, such as rock formations that transform into mountain goblins.

Hearing the earth ghost's words, Xiao Yu revealed an understanding expression. No wonder he couldn't sense any ghostly aura; it was a vengeful spirit.

Looking at the portrait before him, Xiao Yu said coolly, "After listening for so long, come out yourself or I'll force you to."

The moment Xiao Yu's voice fell silent, the image in the painting flickered. A faint figure of a woman dressed in ancient attire emerged from the painting; now looking at it, it appeared lifeless and devoid of vitality. It was hard to believe that this was one of Tang Bohu's paintings.

"I don't care who you are. Stay out of my business or face the consequences!" The faint figure hovering in mid-air glared at Xiao Yu and the ghost, saying fiercely.

This vengeful spirit had been captured by Taoists many times but failed each time. Seeing Xiao Yu, she thought that he was like the previous Taoist she encountered—she sensed no threatening aura from him—and judged the accompanying ghost to be rather weak.

What would Xiao Yu and the earth ghost think if they knew that they were seen as useless trash by this vengeful spirit

Xiao Yu exchanged a glance with the earth ghost, both finding it amusing. A mere little vengeful spirit wanted to deal with them But rather than acting immediately, Xiao Yu said nonchalantly, "By your looks, you must have harmed many people."

"Hahaha... Ha ha! Those stinking men deserved their deaths; who could blame me for killing them since they couldn't resist temptation"

Xiao Yu looked at the resentful spirit before him and shook his head. She had fallen into demonic ways; originally, spirits were rare beings, and if she hadn’t committed any major wrongdoings, Xiao Yu planned to let her off easily. However, seeing her current state, he realized that there was no need for her continued existence.

The Earth Ghost also looked at this reckless resentful spirit, helplessly shaking his head. He thought to himself that she had brought this upon herself and could blame nobody else.

This type of resentful spirit actually only possessed one attack skill: creating illusions and dreams. In the illusions and dreams she created, she was like a god, with everything proceeding according to her will.

Just like what had happened earlier with those two Taoists; in reality, the resentful spirit hadn’t even emerged from the painting. She merely used her resentment to infiltrate their minds and create illusions. That’s why Xiao Yu couldn’t sense any Yin煞 energy or ghostly aura, while the Earth Ghost saw nothing after entering the room.

Xiao Yu took out the wooden sword from his bag; since using the Sword of Demon Elimination during the search for Wan Jiayi’s soul, he discovered that the mysterious patterns on the sword were compatible with the wooden sword he had bought. Although the wooden sword was much weaker than the sword with mysterious patterns, considering Xiao Yu's current cultivation state, it was most suitable to use the wooden sword as it consumed less energy and still had decent power.

Seeing Xiao Yu pull out a wooden sword, the resentful spirit let out an ear-piercing howl. Two streams of resentment charged toward Xiao Yu and the Earth Ghost. Xiao Yu didn’t expect that this resentful spirit would know to take the initiative. However, he was not concerned at all, raising his wooden sword to block the incoming resentment energy. The resentment energy melted away upon contact with the wooden sword, while the stream headed towards the Earth Ghost was gulped into its belly, releasing a satisfied burp.

Although the Earth Ghost had suffered damage to its origin, the small amount of resentment from one resentful spirit wouldn’t be able to harm it; it was too naive. For instance, an old ghost like the fake City God had harmed countless lives over hundreds of years before achieving such cultivation and even then couldn't do anything to the Earth Ghost other than threaten or entice it. A mere resentful spirit was nothing in comparison.

Seeing her resentment energy easily dispelled by Xiao Yu and the Earth Ghost, the resentful spirit panicked and spat out two more streams of resentment energy; she immediately retreated into the painting upon doing so.

This might be the tragedy of being a resentful spirit. At death, they hold onto their resentment, attaching it to paintings or other objects. They then rely on this lingering resentment to harm others. By absorbing human essence to increase their power, they manage to take form and leave the painting for short periods. However, if they stay away too long, there’s a danger of dissipating due to the weakness of a single strand of resentment in comparison to the overwhelming Yin煞 energy.

Seeing the resentful spirit retreat into the painting, Xiao Yu shook his head uncertainly. He channeled his righteous qi through his sword, causing a golden glow to flash across the wooden sword. As he performed the righteous qi technique, a thread of the patterned design on the sword in his mind followed the golden light and entered the wooden sword. The wooden sword suddenly radiated intense gold light before it vanished instantly.

Xiao Yu thrust his sword straight into the painting with a sharp sound; as the wooden sword pierced through the painting, a piercing scream was heard within.

Shaking the handle of the wooden sword gently, Xiao Yu directed a thread of golden light into the painting. The resentful spirit suddenly floated before the painting, her body still holding the wooden sword; with the golden light’s movement, her shadowy form continuously dissipated, and she emitted piercing screams. Within moments, the whole resentful spirit was completely gone without leaving any trace.

At this moment, the figure in the painting on the wall appeared lifeless and dull, devoid of any vitality. That lifelike portrait of a lady had vanished from existence.

Seeing the hole-ridden portrait, Xiao Yu, for safety's sake, fetched an aquarium, emptied its water, placed the painting inside, and set it ablaze until nothing remained.

After doing all this, Xiao Yu felt that there was no lingering resentment in the room before he could finally exhale deeply.

Afraid that Wei Jun hadn't yet arrived home, Xiao Yu called him. Upon learning that Wei Jun had not returned, he told them to return first and said he would follow shortly.

Just as he was about to leave, Xiao Yu suddenly remembered the medicine in the pot in the kitchen. He went inside and fetched it before stepping out of the door.

The efficacy of this dose of medicine could last three days; one dose would suffice to replenish Wei Jun's yin deficiency syndrome, and any more would be a waste. Although he had only used one slice of ginseng, that was not ordinary cabbage—it could save lives in critical moments. He had brought just ten slices with him, so wasting even a shred was out of the question.

Exiting his residential complex, Xiao Yu hailed a taxi and headed towards Wei Jun's parents' residence.

The neighborhood where Wei Jun's parents lived was situated in the outskirts of Shenzhen City. It was an ocean-view villa community with its own private golden beach.

Sitting in a cab, Xiao Yu arrived at the entrance to the villa. As soon as he approached the door, he was intercepted by a security guard who scrutinized him thoroughly before asking, "Who are you looking for"

Xiao Yu didn't mind being stopped; he had been here several times and knew that only wealthy people lived in this community. Even some influential figures from Beijing owned properties there, so the management was very strict. Without explicit instructions or guidance from residents, security guards would not allow entry.

"I'm going to Room 26 of Wei's family," Xiao Yu told the guard.

"May I ask what your honorable surname is" The guard inquired upon hearing that he was visiting the Weis.

"Xiao!" Xiao Yu answered.

"It's Mr. Xiao! Mr. Wei has already instructed us, please come in..." The security guard said politely when he heard Xiao Yu's voice. It turned out that Wei Zhonghua had informed the security guards before they entered that a young man surnamed Xiao would be coming over and to let him pass directly.

As soon as Xiao Yu stepped inside, a security guard came over with an eco-friendly electric vehicle to take him to Wei's residence.

Upon entering the Wei household, Wei Zhonghua, Wang Xinlan, and Wei Jun were sitting on the sofa waiting for Xiao Yu. When Xiao Yu got on the electric scooter, the security guard had already informed Wei’s family that their guest had arrived.

Wei Jun stood up as soon as he saw Xiao Yu enter and said: "Xiao Yu, are you alright! I'll find a master to catch this ghost tomorrow!"

Wei Zhonghua and Wang Xinlan scrutinized Xiao Yu thoroughly upon seeing him. They let out a long sigh of relief when they found that there was nothing wrong with Xiao Yu.

However, the more Wei Zhonghua observed, the more surprised he became. He hadn't paid much attention to Xiao Yu earlier due to his chaotic mind and only noticed now how different Xiao Yu was from before; he had become more composed and less restless. His aura, in particular, was completely unlike what it used to be—while Xiao Yu's demeanor had always been good, not arrogant or anxious even when meeting Wei Zhonghua himself.

This was also the reason why Wei Zhonghua hadn't objected to his son befriending him.

Years of navigating the business world had honed Wei Zhonghua's keen eye for judgment. If not for his anxiousness over his son's illness and desperate hope clouding his mind, those two swindlers wouldn’t have been able to deceive him at all.

But now, Xiao Yu was a complete mystery to Wei Zhonghua; especially with an aura as broad-minded as the sea and bearing a noble character with a heart full of honesty.

Wang Xinlan quickly took the sand pot from Xiao Yu when she saw it. Xiao Yu said to Wang Xinlan, "Auntie, this medicine can still be used for two more days. Boil three bowls of water each day into one bowl and take it for two days. Jun's illness will heal on its own."

(To be continued)ir tied up in a ponytail and large eyes that were spirited and lively. However, upon taking a closer look, Xiao Yu frowned; despite the liveliness in her eyes, he detected weariness within them. Also,...