“Master, save me!!”
Suddenly, Wang Rong also spotted Shui Miao and frantically screamed in panic.
“She’s really Wang Rong!”
Shui Miao’s heart trembled. He immediately activated his Soul Devouring Power, sending out several streams of energy toward the ghostly wedding procession. The ghosts were thrown into chaos, shrieking in agony. Shui Miao rushed forward, reached the sedan chair, and lifted the curtain. There he saw Wang Rong bound tightly, already weeping uncontrollably.
“How dare you steal the Mountain God’s wife! Young man, just wait for what’s coming to you!”
A horned ghost shouted furiously at Shui Miao before trying to escape underground using earth遁术. However, Shui Miao’s Soul Devouring Power instantly enveloped it, reducing it to nothingness.
Seeing this, the other ghosts immediately knelt on the ground, begging the immortal for mercy.
Shui Miao untied Wang Rong, and she buried her face in his chest, sobbing: “Master, I’ve waited for you so long!”
Wang Rong had always struggled financially, working at a small town restaurant where she was constantly bullied. Eventually, she was even targeted by mountain spirits and monsters, suffering continuous misfortunes—fired from her job, going days without food, and finally being lured by demons to commit suicide. In a moment of despair, she jumped into the river. Yet, right after her death, a group of ghosts captured her and forcefully placed her into the wedding sedan chair.
In a moment of quick thinking, Wang Rong claimed she agreed to marry the Mountain God but had one last wish: to visit her master one last time. Once she saw her master, she would willingly become the Mountain God’s bride.
Thus, the ghostly entourage brought Wang Rong here, coincidentally meeting Shui Miao.
After comforting Wang Rong, Shui Miao sternly questioned the ghosts, eventually learning the truth.
Immediately, Shui Miao used his Soul Devouring Power to destroy the ghosts, absorbing their memories.
Then, Shui Miao took Wang Rong’s soul and hurried to the riverside overnight, locating her body.
Since Shui Miao could even heal the Crow Girl, naturally, he could revive Wang Rong.
Under the power of the Natural Dao’s Origin, Wang Rong not only revived but also appeared younger and more beautiful.
Before dawn, Shui Miao sealed Wang Rong into the Holy Yuan Ring and headed toward the Mountain God’s Temple.
This Mountain God Temple was merely a small house of three or four square meters, housing three Mountain God statues. Before them stood an altar with a stone incense burner. Judging from the ashes, the temple was quite popular among worshippers. Through spiritual sensing, Shui Miao detected numerous evil spirits gathered not far beneath the mountain, likely the mountain spirits responsible for the disturbances.
“Bang!”
Shui Miao fiercely kicked the stone statues of the Mountain Gods, destroying all three, then lifted the incense burner from the altar and smashed it onto the ground. Having absorbed the ghosts’ memories, Shui Miao knew these three statues were not real Mountain Gods but rather mountain spirits from three nearby peaks who had attained some cultivation, gathering here to commit evil deeds.
Therefore, Shui Miao feared them not at all.
His actions alerted the monsters, who quickly gathered, transforming into human forms to surround Shui Miao.
“Brave lad, you dare destroy our temple—you must be asking for death!”
“Roarrr… I’m so angry! I’ll drink his blood and eat his flesh!”
“Kid, who exactly do you think you are?”
There were over thirty mountain spirits in total.
Among them, three ancient tree spirits were the strongest—the three brothers impersonating the Mountain Gods.
Shui Miao turned his head, disdainfully glancing at the spirits before coldly speaking: “I have a disciple named Wang Rong, you should know of her.”
“Wang Rong! Could she be that girl with pure Yin essence?”
“Oh! Now I understand. No wonder our men haven’t returned yet. They must have fallen victim to this kid!”
“Brave kid! You’ve got real guts ruining our plans and daring to cause trouble here! You’ve really pissed me off today! Boys, kill him!”
The three spirits weren’t entirely foolish—they ordered their underlings to attack first, testing Shui Miao’s strength.
These minions were merely ordinary ghosts and spirits.
Shui Miao held them in utter contempt.
As they charged toward him, Shui Miao ignored them, directly activating his Soul Devouring Power to envelop the three spirit leaders. The spirits approaching him touched his aura and instantly transformed into tangled roots scattered on the ground. The ghosts became harmless ordinary souls, while the three spirits claiming to be Mountain Gods transformed into tree stumps!
How could this happen?
Even Shui Miao was shocked at this outcome.
Frowning, Shui Miao muttered to himself, “Could this be the effect of the Natural Dao’s Origin Power? Is it returning them to their original forms?”
They remained motionless. Shui Miao suspected this was a symptom of memory loss.
Man is born good by nature.
It seemed that even spirits and ghosts originally possessed a pure and kind nature. Reflecting, Shui Miao recalled the wedding procession ghosts he previously destroyed—they hadn’t transformed like this. Could it be because their hearts lacked kindness? This seemed somewhat far-fetched. If even powerful demons could get a second chance, why couldn’t minor spirits?
Wait…
Regarding the Natural Dao’s Origin Power, Shui Miao suddenly realized that true irredeemable villains might actually be those serving others, mindlessly obeying orders, committing every evil without hesitation—thus deserving destruction. Perhaps the more powerful spirits weren’t destroyed precisely because they merely gave orders without personally committing evil, retaining some fear in their hearts?
Speculating on the Natural Dao’s principles, Shui Miao gained some insights.
Looking at the memory-less tree stumps and ghosts facing an unknown fate, Shui Miao pondered further: in a way, immediate destruction might actually be liberation. Their rebirth equated to enduring the cycle of reincarnation—whether it was fortune or misfortune, no one could say.
“Do you still recognize me?” After a moment of silence, Shui Miao summoned Wang Rong and Shen Yan from the Holy Yuan Ring, pointing at Wang Rong and asking the stumps and ghosts, “Do you recognize her?”
The stumps, roots, and ghosts showed no reaction whatsoever.
Wang Rong and Shen Yan were even more confused, wondering if their master had gone mad, talking to tree stumps?
Frowning, Shui Miao stepped forward, touching a stump, which instantly turned into dust scattered on the ground.
Realizing something, Shui Miao quickly said, “Wang Rong, Shen Yan, come and touch these stumps yourselves!”
Wang Rong and Shen Yan exchanged glances before touching the stumps—same result, turning into dust. Shui Miao then touched the roots and ghosts, all of which disintegrated!
“I understand!” Shui Miao suddenly realized, greatly shocked. “Toward evildoers, evil ghosts, and wicked spirits, the Natural Dao’s Origin Power acts as their ultimate force. Their transformation into roots and stumps isn’t due to a second chance but because their cultivation remained decent, revealing only their true forms—hollow shells! In other words, this Natural Dao power is the ultimate force ending all evil!”
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