If Shui Miao had been an ordinary young man, Chen Meiling would certainly have scolded him harshly and lectured him thoroughly.
But now, Shui Miao was a cultivator, and moreover, had reached a very high level of cultivation.
She knew Shui Miao was experiencing an awakening. Although she didn’t understand matters of enlightenment, in terms of logic, she felt everything Shui Miao said made perfect sense.
“Xiao Shui, I think you should go with the flow naturally, as long as you always remain clear-headed. As long as you don’t do anything against your conscience, that should be fine, right?” Chu Miaoyi calmly expressed her thoughts.
Hearing this, Chen Meiling nodded repeatedly, “Exactly, exactly! Our main goal is just to reclaim what our father lost. There’s no need to destroy others completely, making them lose everything and their families ruined.”
“My mind feels a bit chaotic. Let me be alone for a moment…”
Shui Miao took a deep breath. His thoughts had just followed his heart, and the more he thought, the more he realized that almost everything in this world could be let go—reputation, money, hatred—nearly nothing was irreplaceable. Even this physical body could be released, except for a lingering attachment to familial affection. If he could even let go of that… Shui Miao dared not think further. By then, would he fall into a terrifying abyss of confusion, not knowing the reason for his own existence!?
“Good! Universal Salvation!”
Suddenly, the phrase “universal salvation” appeared in Shui Miao’s mind.
He felt as if a small lamp had suddenly lit up in his thoughts. Although the flame was tiny and dim, it pointed out a direction for him.
As he thought about universal salvation, he heard Zhang Hanya exclaim in surprise, “Strange, do monks also stay in hotels?”
Shui Miao quickly turned around and saw a fat monk entering the hotel. The monk wore a bright yellow robe that easily drew attention. However, unlike typical monks, he was overweight, probably weighing over two hundred pounds. Shui Miao scanned him with his spiritual sense and found the monk exuded a strong aura of alcohol and lust, completely devoid of spiritual energy.
“Just another fake monk who eats and drinks without purpose.”
Shui Miao shook his head. As he turned to leave, he noticed another figure entering the hotel—a Taoist priest. The priest wore a green Taoist robe, was thin and frail, and looked to be about sixty or seventy years old. Scanning him with his spiritual sense, Shui Miao detected a slight amount of spiritual energy, though not very strong.
“Strange, could these people all be sent by Han Baisheng to deal with me?”
As Shui Miao pondered, he suddenly understood.
Otherwise, why would monks and priests come to a high-end hotel this late at night?
Shui Miao immediately activated his immortal energy fully. With his spiritual sense, he detected Han Baisheng speaking at the main entrance with a person wearing a black robe and a black hood. This person exuded a heavy aura of yin energy, but it was merely a type of yin-based spiritual energy, nothing particularly unusual.
Meanwhile, halfway to the hotel entrance, Shui Miao sensed another individual. This man wore short white clothes, barefoot, and carried many jars on his body. His skin was pitch black, but half of his face was bright red while the other half was pale white—the white was deathly pale, and the red was like fresh blood.
His appearance itself wasn’t particularly strange; the colors on his face were likely painted. However, the jars he carried exuded a sinister aura! Because the jars were sealed with talismans, Shui Miao’s spiritual sense couldn’t penetrate them immediately. But as he focused his spiritual awareness, the small amount of spiritual energy on the talismans was dispersed by his will.
“Damn it!”
Upon sensing the contents inside the jars, Shui Miao couldn’t help but curse. The jars contained almost everything imaginable—dead poisonous insects, human hair, fingernails, blood, bones, and even one large jar held the corpse of an infant!
“Looks like he must be a southern Nanyang sorcerer practicing black magic.”
Shui Miao scanned again with his spiritual sense and detected an old white-haired grandmother stepping off a tricycle.
As soon as she got off, she froze!
Han Baisheng hurriedly invited the person in the black hood inside before going to greet the old woman. From afar, he smiled broadly and said, “Ah! Madam Liu, it’s finally so hard to have you here!”
But Madam Liu didn’t move an inch.
Suddenly, in Shui Miao’s spiritual perception, a woman in white robes appeared. She was extremely seductive and, after bowing respectfully in his spiritual realm, said, “This humble spirit greets the great immortal. Not knowing you were here, I have come uninvited and beg your forgiveness.”
“Hmm, no need to be so formal. Did Han Baisheng invite you to deal with me?” Shui Miao asked within the spiritual realm.
The woman in white robes quickly waved her hands, “No, no! Had I known the great immortal was here, how dare I act disrespectfully!”
“It’s fine. Since you’re here, just go along with it.”
Shui Miao withdrew his immortal energy and exited the spiritual realm.
It was now clear—Han Baisheng was really serious this time, even inviting a spiritual medium!
This was the first time Shui Miao had encountered such a minor spirit.
Today had certainly been an eye-opening experience.
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Outside, the old woman suddenly moved again, smiling as she said, “Mr. Han, you must have called me here because of that person inside the hotel, right?”
“Uh… Madam Immortal, did you already foresee this?” Han Baisheng’s heart leapt with joy. “Haha, Madam Immortal is truly amazing! The few friends I just invited aren’t nearly as impressive as you!”
“Not really. Don’t worry, I’ve already had the great immortal look into it for you. That young man is merely using some minor tricks. With me here, I guarantee your wishes will come true.” The old woman smiled as she spoke.
Upon hearing this, Han Baisheng was overjoyed and quickly handed a red envelope filled with money to the spiritual medium.
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“Ahh! Ahh! Aaaaaaah!”
Suddenly, a man’s scream of pain came from the hotel entrance!
Shui Miao looked up and saw the sorcerer from earlier, now writhing on the ground, surrounded by sinister energy.
“Uh…”
Seeing this, Shui Miao suddenly realized—it was because he had used his spiritual will to break the talismans on the jars earlier, releasing the evil spirits trapped inside. These spirits, long oppressed by the sorcerer’s curses, now had the chance to escape and naturally wouldn’t spare him.
“Self-inflicted misfortune, no redemption!”
Shui Miao couldn’t tolerate someone carrying an infant’s corpse around recklessly.
Seeing this, many people gathered around to watch.
The previously mentioned large monk, upon seeing the sorcerer in trouble, quickly hid in the restroom.
He was merely a gluttonous, fake monk with no real skills.
The Taoist priest, upon seeing the commotion, hurriedly drew his peach-wood sword and rushed over.
Before the Taoist could act, the black-robed shaman pulled out a black cloth and a necklace made of animal teeth and began chanting incantations beside the sorcerer, dancing wildly!
Shui Miao activated his yin-yang eyes and slowly walked over.
He wanted to observe what abilities this shaman possessed and what his witchcraft could truly accomplish.
As the black cloth waved up and down, Shui Miao suddenly saw a black mist fall from the necklace of bones and teeth. As the black cloth swirled, the mist condensed into the shape of a wolf! The evil energy from the sorcerer’s body was suppressed and scattered by the shaman’s dark energy. The wolf-shaped black mist devoured some of the scattered energy before, at the shaman’s incantation, returning into the necklace of bones.
“This shaman really has some skill!”
Shui Miao rubbed his chin, eyeing the wolf tooth on the necklace. He pondered how exactly the shaman had managed to bind the wolf’s spirit into that tooth.
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