Chapter 158: I’ll Blast You To Smithereens
After three in the afternoon, Xuan Xia got in the car and headed to Ding Lu’s house.
Ding Lu’s husband Cheng Qinhua was at home right now.
After arriving at the entrance of the residential community, Xuan Xia didn’t rush inside, but first contacted the person she had called for help.
After the dinner party ended at noon, Xuan Xia called Qinghui Temple and recounted the situation to Chang Zhendong, then consulted him on how to handle it properly.
After learning the situation, Chang Zhendong was very enthusiastic and immediately selected a Daoist Master from Qinghui Temple to assist her.
The two agreed to meet at the entrance of the residential community.
However, Xuan Xia’s helper wasn’t just the Daoist Master from Qinghui Temple; Qu Xingxuan had also been called over by her.
Likewise meeting at the entrance of the residential community.
Before long, two taxis arrived at the entrance of the residential community almost simultaneously.
The first to get out of the car was a young man dressed as a Daoist Priest. As soon as he got out, he looked down at his mobile phone, seemingly confirming something, with a backpack on his shoulders.
The one getting out of the other car was Qu Xingxuan.
Qu Xingxuan spotted Xuan Xia at a glance and waved to her, striding over quickly.
Xuan Xia gestured to Qu Xingxuan and walked toward the man dressed as a Daoist Priest.
“Are you the Daoist Master from Qinghui Temple?” Xuan Xia asked first.
The other man looked up and recognized her immediately upon seeing Xuan Xia.
“Yes, hello, Layman Xuan.”
She had become a layman again?
But there was no point dwelling on the title, so Xuan Xia ignored it and first asked how to address him.
The other man introduced himself as Yan Wentao, currently seeking the Dao and cultivating at Qinghui Temple, with Chang Zhendong as his Master.
Yan Wentao also said, “We met yesterday; Master Chang introduced us.”
“Ah, right.” Xuan Xia remembered; no wonder Daoist Master Yan looked somewhat familiar.
Unfortunately, yesterday’s introductions had been like a blur, and she remembered them but not completely.
But no matter; now she remembered clearly.
Next, Xuan Xia introduced Qu Xingxuan to Yan Wentao.
After the two got to know each other, Xuan Xia asked Yan Wentao, “Did Temple Master Chang tell Daoist Master Yan the specific situation?”
Yan Wentao nodded and said, “He did, but we still need to see the specific situation before making a judgment.”
Xuan Xia agreed.
Without much small talk, Xuan Xia beckoned the two to enter the residential community together.
Ding Lu had already greeted the community security guards in advance, so the three entered without any obstruction.
Qu Xingxuan seized a moment to sidle up to Xuan Xia and ask her, “What’s going on with you? Why call a Daoist Priest from Qinghui Temple too? Is he up to it?”
Xuan Xia glanced at Yan Wentao, confirming he hadn’t heard Qu Xingxuan’s doubt, then countered, “So are you sure you can definitely handle it?”
Qu Xingxuan fell silent.
Without seeing the situation firsthand, Qu Xingxuan naturally didn’t dare to make a rash judgment.
“Is your cold almost better?” Xuan Xia remembered this and followed up with concern.
Qu Xingxuan hurriedly said, “It’s better, I told you it was just a minor issue; it’ll be fine soon.”
He indeed had no nasal tone when speaking now.
“That’s good.”
The three soon arrived at the house where Ding Lu lived.
Ding Lu’s home was still a standalone small villa with a courtyard.
After ringing the doorbell, Ding Lu soon came to open the door herself.
“Teacher Xuan, you’ve arrived.” While greeting, Ding Lu also glanced at the other two beside Xuan Xia.
Seeing someone dressed as a Daoist Priest, Ding Lu felt much more at ease.
She had really been worried that Xuan Xia would come alone; frankly, she still couldn’t fully trust that Xuan Xia could handle this kind of thing.
Because of the Daoist Priest, even though Xuan Xia had brought a boy along, Ding Lu had no objections.
However, after Xuan Xia introduced the two she brought, Ding Lu still politely said “I’ve heard so much” to the young kid Qu Xingxuan.
Qu Xingxuan had thin skin and blushed at her “I’ve heard so much.”
Ding Lu invited the three into the house.
As soon as they entered the house, all three felt a slight chill.
For this, the three exchanged glances.
Ding Lu noticed and hesitantly asked, “What’s wrong?”
Xuan Xia pretended to be casual and said, “Nothing, it just feels a bit cold.”
Ding Lu: “Oh. I had the air conditioning a bit low; I’ll turn it up a few degrees.”
“No need.” Xuan Xia couldn’t say that this slight chill was completely different from the cool air from the air conditioning.
The oblivious Ding Lu didn’t think much of it, invited the three into the living room, brought beverages, and then went to turn up the indoor temperature a few degrees.
After sitting for a bit, Xuan Xia took the initiative: “Manager Ding, is it convenient now to take us to see your husband?”
“Of course.”
As soon as Ding Lu finished speaking, Yan Wentao and Qu Xingxuan had already eagerly stood up and slung their backpacks on.
Looking eager to start work immediately.
Ding Lu: “…”
Xuan Xia: “…”
A beat behind, Xuan Xia also quietly slung on her backpack.
Ding Lu realized that what they were carrying were their tools of the trade.
…
“This way.” Ding Lu led the three upstairs.
The villa had three floors total, and the couple’s master bedroom was on the second floor on the east side, a south-facing room.
The bedroom door was originally closed; Ding Lu opened it and led the three inside.
In the room, Cheng Qinhua lay on the bed, his brows deeply furrowed, looking extremely pained.
Xuan Xia was in front and about to follow Ding Lu inside when Qu Xingxuan suddenly pulled her back.
Pulling her wasn’t enough; Qu Xingxuan immediately blurted out, “Holy crap!”
All eyes turned to Qu Xingxuan.
Ding Lu looked puzzled.
Xuan Xia asked him, “What’s wrong?”
Qu Xingxuan looked unwilling to witness it, furrowing his brows deeply. “I advise you not to go in.”
Xuan Xia: “Hm?”
Ding Lu looked at Qu Xingxuan in surprise and slowly backed out of the room.
Yan Wentao had already taken off his backpack, taken out cinnabar from it, and was muttering incantations while drawing a Divine Eye on his forehead with the cinnabar.
Once the Divine Eye was drawn and the Heavenly Eye opened, Yan Wentao looked into the bedroom again, and the scene inside was already completely different from before.
Yan Wentao was silent for a moment, then turned to Xuan Xia and said, “This Fellow Daoist Qu is right; Layman Xuan, you’d better not go in.”
With both of them saying so, before Xuan Xia could give her opinion, Ding Lu had already taken another step back.
Xuan Xia was truly curious now.
“Daoist Master Yan, can I open this Heavenly Eye of yours?”
Yan Wentao hesitated, then nodded that it was possible.
Xuan Xia immediately asked Yan Wentao to help her open a Heavenly Eye.
Before opening it, Yan Wentao confirmed with Xuan Xia again, and only after confirming she really wanted it did he help her invoke the divine eye, opening the Heavenly Eye.
Once the Heavenly Eye opened, the world was no longer as it had been; even before Xuan Xia formally looked into the bedroom, she could already see strands of Yin Sha Qi drifting out.
When she finally looked into the bedroom, she almost couldn’t help shouting the same thing as Qu Xingxuan.
Holy crap!
It was so terrifying inside!
At this moment, the Cheng Qinhua in her eyes was tightly entangled by several evil spirits and ghosts; some were choking his throat, some pressing on his chest, and even his limbs were wrapped by ghosts.
Those evil spirits and ghosts seemed to notice Xuan Xia watching them and all turned their gazes back toward her.
So Xuan Xia saw their terrifying faces, all with blood streaming from their seven orifices!
Looking too long, Xuan Xia really feared having nightmares that night.
She couldn’t stand it and closed her eyes briefly.
“Teacher Xuan, what’s… really going on inside?” Ding Lu asked hesitantly; she had taken in all of Xuan Xia’s reactions and was now both curious and afraid to know.
Xuan Xia, looking at Ding Lu now, was glad she couldn’t see these things.
As for the real situation inside, it was better not to say.
Thinking this, she asked Ding Lu, “Manager Ding, have you been carrying the Daoist Talisman I gave you before?”
Ding Lu was puzzled but answered honestly, “No, I put it in the guest room where I sleep. Do you need me to get it?”
Xuan Xia said no need and casually pulled out another Daoist Talisman to hand her.
Ding Lu took it and this time gripped it tightly in her hand.
Xuan Xia then turned to the other two: “You two, this won’t do; we need to solve the problem.”
Yan Wentao nodded first. “You can leave this to me. I’ll open the altar and perform the religious ceremony to take them away.”
Xuan Xia looked at him, feeling his words had a real Law Sea vibe.
Qu Xingxuan, looking unwilling to be outdone, chimed in, “This really isn’t difficult at all; no need to open the altar and perform the religious ceremony—just slaughter them all.”
This had more of a tough bandit vibe.
Qu Xingxuan glanced at her, then added the unfinished words, “Using that method you’re best at.”
Oh, so the tough bandit vibe was her own.
Xuan Xia thought for a moment and decided to see Yan Wentao’s skills first.
Yan Wentao agreed readily and went to prepare for the religious ceremony and open the altar.
As the homeowner, there were things for Ding Lu to do too.
The ones with nothing to do were Xuan Xia and Qu Xingxuan.
Qu Xingxuan was very dissatisfied and sidled up to Xuan Xia again. “Why let him do it? You do it.”
Qu Xingxuan was thinking that with so many evil spirits and ghosts, taking them out would definitely boost their rankings again.
Speaking of ranking, Qu Xingxuan quickly bypassed Yan Wentao and seriously asked Xuan Xia, “Have you seen the latest ranking?”
Of course not.
“What’s your rank?” Xuan Xia asked him.
Qu Xingxuan was a bit embarrassed. “Into the top 900 something.”
He never imagined that illusionary scenery could boost his ranking by so many places.
But Qu Xingxuan didn’t forget to check Xuan Xia’s account and look at her ranking.
It was all thanks to Xuan Xia for the illusionary scenery, so he wasn’t surprised at all by her latest ranking.
Xuan Xia looked calm: “Oh, up so many spots—nice.”
“You’ve risen a lot too.” Qu Xingxuan said, then realized, “You haven’t checked?”
Xuan Xia: “Mm.”
With so much going on every day, she had forgotten to check.
Qu Xingxuan really wanted to tell her directly, but on second thought, he felt this surprise was better left for her to discover herself.
But he could mention others, like Ren Tongjin.
“That Ren Tongjin has risen several spots too; now he’s in the top 50.”
“Oh.” Mentioning Ren Tongjin, Xuan Xia inevitably thought of Ren Tongli again. “That Ren Tongli still hasn’t woken up?”
Qu Xingxuan said, “Seems like it. I heard they’re shipping him back to the family home in the next few days. He won’t stay like this forever, will he?”
“Do you think if he stays like this, is that good or bad?”
“Don’t know.”
Xuan Xia didn’t know either.
But she only knew the Ren Family’s matters weren’t over yet.
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The altar was quickly set up.
Don’t underestimate Yan Wentao bringing only one backpack; it was fully equipped inside, enough to perform religious ceremony.
Before the religious ceremony officially began, Ding Lu suddenly asked, “After this religious ceremony, will my husband recover? And the person who harmed him like this—can we find them?”
Yan Wentao pondered, then looked at Xuan Xia.
Xuan Xia didn’t know why he was looking at her and could only guess, “Is it not easy to handle?”
Yan Wentao shook his head. “Not exactly. I’ll leave one to interrogate later, but at this level, most have been refined to a certain extent and have no independent consciousness left; might not get anything out of them.”
He looked at Xuan Xia because of this.
But Xuan Xia seemed to not understand at all.
Xuan Xia really didn’t understand; if she knew that’s what Yan Wentao meant, she would immediately tell him she really didn’t get it.
The nearby Ding Lu caught the key point. “Refined? What refining? What’s refined?”
Yan Wentao: “This…”
He looked at Xuan Xia again.
Xuan Xia took over this time. “Manager Ding, let’s first watch Daoist Master Yan perform religious ceremony. After it’s done, we’ll talk.”
Ding Lu thought about it and agreed.
All was ready; Yan Wentao formally began the religious ceremony.
Yan Wentao hadn’t brought his Daoist sword today, but holding the command plaque in one hand, forming hand seals with the other, stepping the Gait of the Dipper, with a solemn expression—he truly had some aura.
And right after Yan Wentao’s final words, those evil spirits and ghosts originally wrapped around Cheng Qinhua suddenly released him and all charged toward Yan Wentao instead.
The nearby Xuan Xia was startled.
The room also suddenly grew several degrees colder.
This time, even Ding Lu, who couldn’t see anything, sensed the difference.
Ding Lu involuntarily stepped back, gripping the Daoist Talisman in her hand tighter.
The targeted Yan Wentao was completely unflustered; he formed a Daoist Talisman in his hand, recited an incantation, and the talisman stuck to the lead ghost.
As soon as the talisman attached, that ghost flew back over a meter, collapsed to the ground, and howled in agony; its body was like scorched by fire, with streaks of dark red marks.
Xuan Xia was slightly shocked upon seeing this; this Daoist Master Yan was pretty capable.
But the other ghosts acted as if they couldn’t see their companion’s fate and kept pouncing toward Yan Wentao.
In an instant, Yan Wentao was completely surrounded.
At first, Yan Wentao handled it with ease, but these evil spirits and ghosts were relentless; even the first one scorched earlier crawled back up after howling and pounced at Yan Wentao again.
No matter what, Yan Wentao was just one person and soon started struggling to hold them off.
Qu Xingxuan shook his head and said coolly, “I told you he couldn’t.”
Xuan Xia couldn’t watch anymore. “Talking so much at a time like this! Daoist Master Yan, I’ll help you!”
As she shouted, Xuan Xia had already grabbed a handful of talismans; with incantations starting from her mouth, the talismans in her hand flew like they had radar, all toward the evil spirits and ghosts trapping Yan Wentao.
But she still felt it wasn’t enough and followed with another handful of talismans, this time accompanied by her most practiced Thunder Spell.
Lightning like a long whip lashed out from before her, instantly striking the ghost directly in front of her.
With a “crack,” the one right in front of her was instantly reduced to ashes and smoke.
Even Yan Wentao was startled: “…”
