Chapter 62

Junior Brother, I used to think you had the Yin-Yang Eye, but during the spell battle at the back mountain of the Zhao family village, I found out that you couldn't see my magic, which means you don't have the Yin-Yang Eye. However, I feel that you should be able to see some things that others can't, which is why the two ghost familiars were desperately protecting you. But now it seems you can't see anything clearly. Senior Brother Hai hung up the phone, shook his head at me, and said with a hint of sarcasm.

Song Wanyi has a history. Before, she not only wanted to abandon Xi Jun but also watched from the sidelines as her partner fought the enemy alone. Just now, when she saw Xi Jun so injured, she still sat there doing nothing. How could I not be angry?

Senior Brother Hai doesn't know these things, so he said this to me, and I can understand.

But when Song Wanyi's clasped hands loosened, I saw that she also had a wound running from her palm to her wrist. It turned out she was also injured just now!

My heart felt as if it were being pierced by a needle, and I realized that she had considered my severe qi and blood deficiency, so she not only didn't absorb my essence but also didn't let Xi Jun do so. I had wronged her.

Senior Brother, I'm sorry. It seems I acted rashly just now.

Yeah, you, now you see, right? It's much more fun this way. Next time, cultivate your temperament more. Don't just be calm in daily life. When Li Po-xiao pushes you to the limit, you start biting people. I'm an old man; can I not get angry when a young guy like Li Po-xiao points fingers at me? Senior Brother Hai scolded me.

Oh, Senior Brother, you're right. He's a great person, and what he said is true, so I can't argue. I could only agree and let him vent his anger.

After getting out of the car, I opened the door on Song Wanyi's side and, holding her cold hand, said sadly: Wanyi, I acted rashly just now and wronged you. I know you were protecting me, but I don't have much ability to protect you now. Even if my qi and blood are deficient, I won't be stingy with a drop of essence for you.

Wanyi burst into tears after hearing this.

When I extended my finger for her to suck, I swore to myself that I would study the Yin-Yang magic that Senior Brother Hai taught me diligently. The next time I meet Li Po-xiao, I'll make him suffer.

But Wanyi took my hand and bit it hard. I felt a sharp pain, but she then burst into laughter and started licking like a kitten, forgiving me.

Let's go, we'll go back first. Seeing that the matter was resolved, Senior Brother Hai called for me to drive back.

Senior Brother Hai's home is in a newly developed area away from the county town. He has a three-story self-built house there.

Though not affluent, he lives quite well. On the rooftop altar, the furnishings are mixed, and a large Bagua diagram is placed in the center of the floor. There are also a case table, various magical tools, and paper figures.

Seeing me a bit stunned, Senior Brother Hai said a bit embarrassedly: Don't say it, this place is a bit simple, definitely not as grand as Zhao Qian's large altar. But, Junior Brother, don't be picky. I've studied many places, and this is the best for the fusion of Yin and Yang, so I claimed the land early and built this altar.

That's right, Senior Brother, you have a far-sighted vision. I thought the place was really good, especially because there would be no frequent traffic at night, ensuring a peaceful sleep.

Come, let's immediately pay respects to our master. Senior Brother Hai pulled me and knelt on the prepared mat.

So simple? I followed him, took a few incense sticks, lit them, and then both of us bowed to the case table.

There was a spirit tablet, on which was written: Gan Daozi, Qiu Cunzhi.

Master! You passed away early, and for decades, I have felt guilty for not living up to your teachings. But now, your spirit can be comforted. To make up for my past shortcomings, I have found a disciple with good potential and a pure heart. He will surely inherit the tradition of our Yin-Yang school and carry it forward! Senior Brother Hai cried and shouted, making me shiver, but to show my sincerity to the master, I quickly knelt and bowed as well.

I didn't know what to say, and Senior Brother Hai nudged me with his elbow: Junior Brother, say something, quickly, the master is listening.

I was startled and quickly said: Master! I am Xia Yitian, now joining your school. I beg you to bless me with the Dao, and I will surely carry forward the tradition!

Yes, Master! Junior Brother will surely keep his word and will not be like me, who only plays and forgets to cultivate. Senior Brother Hai said, wiping his nose and tears, looking pitiful.

After about half an hour of commotion, I learned that the master had passed away early, which led to Senior Brother Hai becoming a half-baked practitioner in the Yin-Yang school. I quickly asked about the master's age.

When I heard ninety-eight years, I was instantly in tears. You, Senior Brother Hai, are too playful. How can you say the master passed away early?

Then, Senior Brother Hai pulled me to a case table and made me kneel.

On the case table, we bowed to a small golden statue. The figure had long hair, wore golden armor, and held a sword, looking like a scholar-warrior. But to me, it looked like a cheap anime figurine from a street stall.

Senior Brother, this? I asked after bowing, thinking he might be joking.

Shh! Be quiet! Bow! Senior Brother Hai quickly ordered me, and I had no choice but to bow again.

Donghuang Taiyi is an ancient deity. I didn't dare ask much, thinking it might be true, so I sincerely worshiped.

Follow me. Senior Brother Hai had me recite a spell with him. The process was complex, and I didn't understand much, just reciting some obscure ancient texts, which seemed to be praises for Donghuang Taiyi.

But at the end, something happened. A cold wind blew from behind me, and the anime figurine seemed to shimmer. Both Senior Brother Hai and I were startled, but the situation stabilized in an instant.

Was that an earthquake just now? Senior Brother Hai asked me.

Yes, Senior Brother, it was an earthquake. I nodded, feeling that the situation didn't seem good, but I didn't dare speak rashly.

A divine light just entered your body; the great deity Donghuang Taiyi has manifested. Senior Brother Hai added, then said to me: Junior Brother, you have inherited the tradition. From now on, you are one of the spokespersons for the deity Donghuang Taiyi in the mortal world. You must be cautious in your words and actions and must not defile our deity. You must not let others insult our ancestors. Do you understand?

Hearing that the divine light had entered my body, I couldn't dare to refuse and quickly nodded, even though I don't have the Yin-Yang Eye, so I have to believe what he says.

Good, the divine light has entered your body, and the great deity Donghuang Taiyi has acknowledged you as his disciple. When I reported your birth date and lifespan just now, the deity gave you the divine light. Junior Brother, do you feel the vitality of life? Senior Brother Hai said in a mysterious tone.

I feel like I've joined a cult, but seeing Senior Brother Hai's serious expression, I quickly examined my body. Indeed, I felt more energetic and warmer. Could my lifespan have increased?

Senior Brother, can lifespan be sought? I quickly asked. If it can, I'll worship him a hundred or eighty times, maybe I can regain the lifespan I lost before?

I don't think that's possible, but since you just joined his ranks, an early death would be a big problem. He wouldn't let his disciple die just after joining, right? That would be a disgrace to the deity. He will definitely give you some, but not normally. Otherwise, the master wouldn't have passed away early. Senior Brother Hai quickly said.

I could only nod. I don't have the Yin-Yang Eye, so I'll believe whatever you say. Besides, with some lifespan, maybe the city god will leave me alone for a while.

Junior Brother, not having the Yin-Yang Eye is a big problem in the Yin-Yang school. Even if you can see ghosts with your natural Yin Eye, it's only half of it. It's enough to catch ghosts, but not to fight with spells. My family's twin-turtle eyes are a hundred times better. Don't say that seeing mortals counts, because they are the most common beings in the world. If you can't see them, you're blind.

Senior Brother, the Yang Eye is to see divine light, see deities, and see the aura of deities. After all, most spells are invoked by deities, which are talisman spells. If we can't see them, we won't know how we die. So, we must try our best to open the Yang Eye. Of course, to open this Yang Eye, we need to cultivate it. Then you can see how Li Po-xiao casts his spells and understand how your ghost familiar was injured. Senior Brother Hai guided me.

I felt this was finally making sense. No wonder I could see ghosts but not Li Po-xiao and Senior Brother Hai's spells. It turns out I couldn't see the deities they invoked. The Yin-Yang Eye seems to be essential. Those who claim to have the Yin-Yang Eye probably can only see mortals and ghosts, but not the deities' spells.

Senior Brother, have you seen the sister behind me? I suddenly thought of this possibility. I really want to talk to my sister, as my grandmother could definitely see her. My sister is both a deity and a ghost, representing a tradition, maybe even a deity.

Junior Brother, you're too hasty. The Yin-Yang Eye has many types and levels. It can't be achieved all at once. Generally, it can see spells and low-level ghosts and deities. To see the one behind you, even after cultivating for decades, I still can't. But I have a method that might work. Senior Brother Hai looked behind me, tilted his head, and said with a puzzled expression: Junior Brother, if she can be your wife, you're really exaggerating, aren't you?