Chapter 23

The opponent's strength far exceeded the Sect Master's imagination, and he was not even in the same league.

That girl casually slapped out, and the power was terrifying. The strong innate Golden Shield of the Spirit Ghosts was as fragile as paper under the girl's small hand.

Not only that, but when dealing with the two Spirit Ghosts, the girl also took out a golden talisman. Such high-quality goods would cost him half his life if he were hit by one.

"At least at the peak of the Second Rank True Master, or even possibly the legendary Third Rank Postnatal Battle King. And she is so young." The Sect Master felt that he had lived his entire life in vain.

Whether in terms of strength or treasures, he was far from being a match for the girl. If he were to sneak an attack, the outcome would not be much better than that of the two Spirit Ghosts.

No, if he dared to make a move, it would definitely be worse than the two Spirit Ghosts. Because the Spirit Ghosts still had value to be used, but he had no value to Yurouzi. An enemy with no value would be sent to the grave without hesitation.

There was also that seemingly ordinary man. He could not sense any vital energy or true qi from the man. Yet, this ordinary man casually sat down and found the core of the terrifying sealing formation. Then, at the most critical moment, he activated the formation, completely sealing the two Spirit Ghosts.

This level of insight and confidence, combined with his 'senior' status, made the Sect Master's legs go weak when he thought about it.

He was originally a cautious, or rather, a very timid man.

Because of his caution, he could practice the evil 'ghost driving' technique, create evil spirits and ghosts everywhere, and still live for 170 years without any harm.

But, he was not content.

Sixty years, he had spent sixty years at the Kaiden Temple and on the Spirit Ghosts! Sixty years of planning and waiting, all for nothing in the end.

No matter how timid he was, he could not be content.

The Sect Master felt a heavy weight in his chest. He looked up at the starry sky and said in a sorrowful voice, "You took your own Spirit Ghosts, but at least leave mine behind."

One of the two Spirit Ghosts in the Kaiden Temple was sealed by Venerable Lingdie. The other was this Sect Master's!

As for why the two Spirit Ghosts had long matured, but he had not taken them away? Why did he have to wait for Yurouzi and the others to come?

It was not that he did not want to take the Spirit Ghosts. In the years after the Spirit Ghosts matured, he thought about taking them out of Huang Dagun's grave at every moment!

But, he could not do it!

Around the original Kaiden Temple, now Huang Dagun's grave, there were actually seven powerful formations hidden in a mad way. Besides the obvious spirit-trapping formation and the 'Poison Dragon Grass Array Eye' formation triggered by Song Shuhang, there were five more terrifying formations around Huang Dagun's grave. These were the kind of formations that he could not break even in a thousand years.

Once these formations were activated, they could only be opened autonomously when a descendant of Venerable Lingdie's bloodline came. As long as these formations were not broken, no one could take the Spirit Ghosts inside!

The Spirit Ghosts inside the formation could enter but not leave!

Yes, this was what the Sect Master hated the most—Spirit Ghosts could be put in, but not taken out.

Back then, he did not discover the hidden formations and thought that by using Huang Dagun's hand to break the Kaiden Temple, he had broken the spirit-trapping formation. Then, he happily considered the Kaiden Temple as his own, waiting for the Spirit Ghosts to mature.

Perhaps this Luoxin Street was really his lucky place. After living in seclusion here for a few years, he coincidentally obtained another immature Spirit Ghost. Then, he happily sent it to Huang Dagun's grave to be nurtured.

But when the Spirit Ghost matured, and he tried to take it out, he discovered the six hidden major formations.

This was absolutely a trap.

Actually, with a little thought, it should have been clear—this was a place prepared for his daughter to cultivate Spirit Ghosts. How could Venerable Lingdie be careless? Even if the Venerable did not value the Spirit Ghosts, since he had already bought this land and considered the Spirit Ghosts as his own, he would never leave just a spirit-trapping formation!

Unfortunately, the Sect Master, blinded by greed sixty years ago, did not think of this simple truth.

"No, I can't just let it go. At least... at least, I must take back the Spirit Ghost that belongs to me. I am willing to pay any price, even everything I have now," the Sect Master muttered.

As long as he had one Spirit Ghost, he would have a chance to break through his current Second Rank True Master realm, reach the Third Rank Postnatal Battle King realm, and extend his nearly depleted lifespan by another hundred years!

Even if he had to kneel and offer everything he had, he would pay any price.

With one last look at Huang Dagun's grave surrounded by formations, the Sect Master left with a heavy heart.

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After the Sect Master left, a tall and handsome man appeared in the small forest. He had a lazy expression and took out his phone to make a call.

"Master, my junior sister has successfully found the Kaiden Temple and sealed the Spirit Ghosts. She is now resting and will probably return to Lingdie Island in the next one or two days," the man reported seriously, but his voice had a lazy tone.

"That's good. This girl is too much trouble. Did anything unexpected happen along the way?" Venerable Lingdie's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"No, nothing unexpected," the man replied.

"Very well. Continue to take care of your junior sister and report back to me when you reach Lingdie Island," Venerable Lingdie said. "Also, clean up the formations I set up to prevent any civilian casualties. Thank you, Sword One."

"Leave it to me, I'll handle it!" the man chuckled and hung up the phone, shrugging.

Actually, there were some minor incidents, like the Sect Master and the man named Song Shuhang.

Looking at the Sect Master's retreating figure, Liu Jianyi yawned, "Well, what can I say? This guy is quite sensible. He didn't make a move, which saved me the trouble."

The Sect Master was lucky; he did not have the chance to act. Otherwise, even if he dared to show any intention of attacking Yurouzi, he would have been sent to Huang Dagun's grave to accompany Huang Dagun on his journey to the underworld.

As for Song Shuhang... he was a big problem! If his master found out that Yurouzi had sneaked into this man's room at midnight and sat on his chest in an intimate position, his master would definitely be furious.

Who knows if his master would then assign him the task of monitoring Song Shuhang? So, he absolutely must not tell his master about Song Shuhang.

It was too much trouble, Liu Jianyi thought lazily. After all, Yurouzi was not hurt and even received a lot of help from Song Shuhang.

What was important was that he was a man who promoted the spirit of frugality—once, because he was too lazy to breathe, he practiced the Turtle Breath technique and eventually reached the level of breathing only two or three times a month. His life motto was that if something could be done with one finger, he would never use two.

He would never do anything to create unnecessary trouble for himself!

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Yurouzi would never have thought that from the moment she discovered her father's notebook and set out for the Kaiden Temple, her father had been supporting her from behind. Along the way, Venerable Lingdie had dispatched disciples to protect his daughter, showing great care and consideration.

Actually, even if Mad Saber Sanlang had not brought this upon himself, Venerable Lingdie would have found other reasons to temporarily leave Lingdie Island.

It was just that Mad Saber Sanlang happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, saving Venerable Lingdie the trouble of finding an excuse.

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The next day.

June 3rd, Monday, sunny.

Song Shuhang struggled to get out of bed at eight o'clock.

This time, Yurouzi did not ride on his chest to wake him up.

This made him feel somewhat relieved, yet also a bit disappointed? Human nature, indeed, is perverse!

After getting up, he called Yurouzi from the bedside phone, "Are you up?"

"Already up, just finished morning meditation. Senior, are we going back?" Yurouzi replied in a soft voice.

"Let's have some breakfast first, then we'll go back," Song Shuhang answered. The hotel provided free buffet breakfast.