Chapter 7

The four corners of the courtyard were lit up, the lights so bright that the courtyard was like daylight. This was something Wang Yang had arranged beforehand. While the light was not as good as sunlight, it could, to a certain extent, suppress evil qi, and having it was better than not.

Because of this, everything he did was more clearly visible to others.

The incense was lit, which meant the ritual had officially begun. Wang Yang's mood completely calmed down. He picked up the peachwood sword from the table, used the tip to lift a yellow paper, and gently waved it in the air. The yellow paper ignited on its own at the tip of the sword.

With the previous magical incense lighting, the crowd was not as shocked this time, but they all stared with wide eyes, focusing on the center, worried about missing anything. For them, the opportunity to witness such a genuine ritual was rare. The so-called "half-immortals" who usually gave fortunes and dispelled evil in the village did not know these things and had never done them.

There were two candle holders on the table. Wang Yang used the burning yellow paper to light the candle holders, and by the time the yellow paper was almost burned out, he put down the peachwood sword.

Previously, he had recited the "Nine Heavens Mystic Female Exorcism Spell." The Nine Heavens Mystic Female was the ancestor of the feng shui world, and since the evil stove belonged to the feng shui path, reciting the exorcism spell was indeed appropriate.

"Xiao Fei, pierce your finger and drop three drops of blood into this bowl. Then go into the room, kneel on the bed, close your eyes, and face the wall. No matter what happens, do not come out!"

Wang Yang picked up a needle and handed it to Yan Pengfei. The evil stove was in the Yan family, and it targeted the Yan family members. At this moment, the blood of the Yan family was needed to draw out the two evils and then drive them away.

Since it was Yan Pengfei's blood, he had to leave. The bed where he would kneel had already been set up by Wang Yang. As long as he stayed inside, he would be safe, and the two evils would not find him.

Yan Pengfei nodded quickly, picked up the needle, and without hesitation, pierced his finger. He now had no doubts about Wang Yang and understood the importance of this matter to his entire family, so he was very cooperative.

There was a bowl on the table, which had already been filled with white wine. Three drops of blood were dripped into the wine. Yan Pengfei glanced at his father and brother, then immediately returned to the room, kneeling on the bed as Wang Yang had instructed, closing his eyes and remaining silent.

"The Yan family was originally an ordinary household, unknowingly drawing in the two evils. Holy Mother, with your compassionate heart, draw out the two evils to be dispelled. As it is commanded!"

Wang Yang recited, picked up the bowl of wine mixed with Yan Pengfei's blood, and suddenly threw it forward. The bowl of blood wine all fell to the ground. After the blood wine was thrown, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew from the kitchen, raising the dust on the ground. Everyone standing under the porch could not help but squint their eyes.

This cold wind was not aimed at them, but it still made them shiver and feel fear. Seeing this sudden cold wind, everyone understood that everything Wang Yang had said before was correct, and there was indeed a problem with the kitchen.

The cold wind continued, but the candles on the table kept burning, not blown out at all. The smoke from the three incense sticks rose straight up, as if there was no wind around, making Sun He and Ma Teng, among others, widen their eyes. This magical scene completely exceeded their imagination.

At this moment, Yan Pengchao and his father were the most nervous. Others watched the candles and incense on the table, but they focused on Wang Yang in the center of the courtyard. They were concerned about whether Wang Yang could drive away the two evils and prevent them from continuing to affect them. Wang Yang stood there, immovable as a mountain, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his eyes squinting from the dust on the ground, but he stared intently at the front.

Others could not see, but Wang Yang saw clearly. Two black mists flew out of the kitchen, swirling in the air and roaring at him continuously. Facing this terrifying scene, Wang Yang was not afraid at all; instead, he felt a bit relieved.

These two black mists were the ugly ghosts, the two evils. They could be considered spiritual entities, but they were now just shells, not yet formed. If these spiritual entities had truly formed, it would have been more troublesome for him today, and he might not have been able to drive away the two evils. However, facing the unformed ones, Wang Yang felt more confident.

According to the "Huang Ji Jing Shi," unformed spiritual entities were very easy to deal with and could be easily dispersed. Moreover, apart from affecting the Yan family, they had little impact on real human bodies, meaning that the unformed spiritual entities had no attacking ability against him.

Since he was not in danger and had many ways to drive away the two evils, this was what truly made Wang Yang feel relieved. He had also been worried that the two evils had already formed over such a long time, as formed spiritual entities could directly harm human bodies, which would have required a bitter struggle.

Wang Yang gathered his mind, and a set of steps instantly appeared in his mind. He then walked according to this set of steps.

As he walked, Wang Yang picked up the peachwood sword from the table and used the tip to lift the yellow paper, which burned. Wang Yang walked and said, "My steps are the Seven Star Steps, my sword is the Evil-Exorcising Sword. Stepping on the Seven Stars, holding the Evil-Exorcising Sword, I cut through all evil. I cut!"

When he finished the last word "cut," the Seven Star Steps were also completed. The peachwood sword suddenly slashed downward, and everyone saw it burst into a bright light. A piercing scream echoed in the courtyard, making everyone's hair stand on end.

One sword cut through the ugly ghost, and one of the evils was completely eliminated.

"Without wisdom, but with instinct, trying to run, not so easy!"

Wang Yang suddenly snorted coldly. The black mist of the ugly ghost had completely dissipated, eliminated by Wang Yang. The Six Evils sensed the danger and immediately flew back into the kitchen, trying to return to their lair.

"Locked by the Evil-Exorcising Sword, no matter where you run, it's useless. I cut again!"

Wang Yang raised the peachwood sword with both hands and slashed down hard at the kitchen door. Another piercing scream echoed, and the kitchen suddenly made a cracking sound. The cold wind that had been blowing suddenly stopped, and the entire courtyard instantly returned to calm.

"Uncle, the two evils have been eliminated. Now just demolish the kitchen. I'll tell you how to build a new kitchen tomorrow!"

Wang Yang put down the peachwood sword, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said softly. Yan Fuging, who had been waiting, immediately nodded frantically, leading Yan Pengchao and his nephew to take hammers and wooden poles to demolish the kitchen. In a short while, the entire kitchen collapsed.

Wang Yang walked back to the living room, drank a belly full of tea, and then sat back to rest.

What he had done was not easy, especially using the Seven Star Steps and the Evil-Exorcising Sword, which required a lot of his internal righteous energy. He had only recently obtained the "Huang Ji Jing Shi," and his righteous energy was very limited. This time, he had almost exhausted that energy, which was why he felt particularly tired.

He was also relieved that the two evils had not formed, otherwise, he might have been the one running.

"Wang Yang, when did you learn all this?"

Ma Teng and Sun He ran into the living room together, with Ma Teng asking in surprise. They did not need to help outside, and there was no place for them to help. Plus, they had countless questions and curiosities, so they immediately came to find Wang Yang.

"I started learning these when I was a child, taught by my master!"

Wang Yang hesitated for a moment and said casually. The "Huang Ji Jing Shi" was something he could not explain to others, and he did not intend to reveal it. It was not that he did not trust the two, but no one would believe such a thing, and it would not benefit him to spread it.

"But why have you never mentioned it before, or used it?"

This time, it was Sun He who asked, clearly not believing Wang Yang's explanation and staring at him.

"Because my master told me not to use it until I was 21 and had experienced a life-and-death crisis. I have been holding back. Last time in the Tibetan region, I fell and realized that my life-and-death crisis was over, so I can use these now!"

Wang Yang explained softly. This was a reason he had come up with. Previously, he had fallen off a mountain, bleeding from his head. If he had not met Sun Boss and the others, he might have died from blood loss, which could be considered a life-and-death crisis. Moreover, they were participants in that event, so they would believe it more.

"Indeed, I've heard before that some feng shui masters do not allow their disciples to practice until they are 45, and do not let them help others with feng shui, possibly for some special reason like Wang Yang's."

Ma Teng nodded, saying something he had heard by chance. He did not know why, but now he immediately connected it with Wang Yang's explanation.

"Maybe."

Wang Yang's lips curled slightly. Feng shui masters control the time of their disciples' graduation because if they graduate without mastering the skills, they might harm others, and once they harm a family, the consequences are severe. Therefore, the requirements for graduation are very strict, though not as extreme as 45 years. It usually takes about ten years to achieve some success.

As for him, it was purely an excuse, but since Ma Teng was willing to help him with this explanation, he did not bother to correct it.

"So that's it, Wang Yang, you've been hiding deep. I didn't expect there to be a high-level person among us!"

Sun He reached out and hit Wang Yang, not lightly, making Wang Yang clutch his arm and grimace. Whether Sun He completely believed Wang Yang or not, he did not know, but not pursuing the matter further made Wang Yang breathe a sigh of relief. Among the group, Sun He was the most meticulous and the most suspicious. It was not easy to dispel his doubts and make him fully believe.

By the time the kitchen was demolished, it was already 11 PM, and everyone was tired, so they all went back to rest.

The next morning, Yan Fuging got up early. The chest tightness and heart pain he had experienced every morning had completely disappeared, and his spirit was completely different from the previous days, as if he had suddenly become ten years younger.

Not only him, but Yan Pengfei did not have nightmares that night, slept very well, and even ate a lot for breakfast, without the previous symptoms of not being able to eat or vomiting after eating. He seemed to have changed completely.

This made them even more aware that the root of all this was the kitchen, and the two evils it produced. Now that the two evils were gone, their bodies naturally returned to their original state.

Yan Pengchao also went to the hospital for a check-up in the morning. His lung condition had improved significantly, though there were still some issues, but the treatment was much simpler. This result made the Yan family even more fearful. Even living outside the house, Yan Pengchao had been affected so much, so moving out would not have helped.