In the Mortuary, Uncle Jiu had already begun his work.
He took out a stack of Evil-Suppressing Talismans and affixed them to every room where corpses were kept.
After the yellow talismans were applied, the Sha Qi in those rooms decreased significantly, preventing the corpses inside from turning into Baleful Corpses.
Two Baleful Corpses suddenly darted out, roaring as they lunged at him.
Uncle Jiu didn't panic in the slightest.
He stepped aside, dodging the two Baleful Corpses.
Then, with a fluid motion, he leaped up, and two Corpse Control Talismans were affixed to the foreheads of the Baleful Corpses, instantly subduing them.
Afterward, he forced the Sha Qi out of the Baleful Corpses' bodies and sent them back into the rooms where the coffins were kept.
By the time he had finished applying the talismans to all the rooms, nearly half an hour had passed.
However, at this moment, the Sha Qi in the Mortuary grew even denser, with white mist formed from Sha Qi everywhere.
Uncle Jiu's expression turned grave as he muttered to himself:
"This location of the Mortuary was originally a feng shui node in the vicinity, possessing the effect of suppressing Sha Qi."
"But once it's invaded by a large amount of Sha Qi, it will transform from Yang to Yin, becoming an ominous and fierce place."
"This will damage Jiang City's feng shui, raising the level of Sha Qi throughout the entire city, causing harm for thousands of years."
"Not only that, but those yellow talismans won't hold up either. Once the corpses inside turn, who knows how many common people will suffer."
He paced back and forth, his hands behind his back.
Finally, he made up his mind.
"As a feng shui master, I should protect the peace of this city."
"Having taken this job, I must bear this responsibility. It's my duty, and I cannot shirk it."
With that, he spread out nine yellow papers.
These nine yellow papers were specially made, faintly emitting strands of yellow light.
Uncle Jiu bit his middle finger and began to draw Blood Talismans.
With each Blood Talisman he drew, his face paled a bit more, and a few more strands of white hair appeared among the black hair on his head.
After drawing nine Blood Talismans in a row, his face was as white as paper, and he could barely stand.
His once jet-black hair had actually turned white overnight.
Uncle Jiu leaned on the table, gasping for breath for a moment.
He grabbed the nine Blood Talismans and stood in the courtyard at the center of the Mortuary.
"Yin and Yang have their arts, Blood Talismans suppress Sha Qi, hasten!"
The nine Blood Talismans ignited spontaneously without wind, turning into streams of fire that disappeared into the void.
Unexpectedly, the Sha Qi in the Mortuary actually began to decrease.
After a moment, the Sha Qi that had condensed into white mist was swept away.
If viewed from the sky, one would discover that the massive vortex of Sha Qi had begun to dissipate!
In the Mortuary, Uncle Jiu breathed a long sigh of relief:
"It wasn't in vain that I expended my vital essence to draw the Nine Yang Evil-Suppressing Talisman. As long as I can hold out until the sun rises, there will be a turning point."
However, at that moment, movement came from the ancestral hall behind him.
Uncle Jiu's face changed drastically:
"Crap, Mangzi's corpse is still in the backyard. Has it turned?"
He rushed towards the backyard, only to see Mangzi's corpse had indeed stood up, standing in the center of the hall.
Without a word, Uncle Jiu took out an Evil-Suppressing Talisman and stuck it on Mangzi's forehead.
Just then, a figure appeared behind Uncle Jiu like a ghost.
It was Golden Dragon Abbot.
He struck like lightning, delivering a chop to the back of Uncle Jiu's neck, knocking him unconscious.
"Hmph, almost let this guy ruin my plans."
"Perhaps in terms of Yin-Yang feng shui, Lin Jiu has already mastered the art."
"Unfortunately, Yin-Yang techniques can't be converted into combat power. In the end, he still falls into this old monk's hands."
Golden Dragon Abbot removed the yellow talisman from Mangzi's forehead, looking at Mangzi's body with great satisfaction.
"Truly an excellent corpse for refining. As long as I draw upon the surrounding Sha Qi, I can temper a Vigor Copper Armor Corpse!"
"As for this Lin Jiu, he'll be just right as blood food for the Copper Armor Corpse."
"The vital essence and blood of a Third-Rank Martial Artist is enough to whet the Copper Armor Corpse's appetite."
With that, Golden Dragon Abbot also took out a large gourd, from which streams of Sha Qi, condensed into white mist, poured out.
He chanted bizarre incantations, drawing Sha Qi from all directions.
The Sha Qi, previously dispelled by Uncle Jiu, once again coalesced into a white mist, rushing madly towards the Mortuary, rapidly engulfing Mangzi's corpse.
Mangzi's eyes snapped open, blood-red, green fur sprouting all over his body, his aura escalating rapidly.
Golden Dragon Abbot revealed a satisfied smile.
"Years of planning, it all comes down to today! The Copper Armor Corpse is almost complete!"
"Copper Armor Corpse, oh Copper Armor Corpse, I've brought you blood! In another hour, you'll be able to suck Lin Jiu's blood!"
"Jie jie jie jie jie jie."
Golden Dragon Abbot's laughter echoed through the Mortuary.
At the same time, within the Mass Burial Grounds.
Zhu Tong and the others used the moonlight to run wildly across the open ground.
Before long, they saw the town in the distance.
Zhu Tong, supporting his knees, gasped for breath:
"We're finally out! We should be safe now."
Old Zhang suddenly cried out:
"Where's Bai Yu? Where did Bai Yu go?"
Zhu Tong was shocked:
"Bai Yu didn't get lost, did he? What do we do?"
Old Zhang cursed:
"Damn it, Bai Yu saved our lives, we can't leave him behind."
He was about to go back to find him when Little Wang grabbed him.
Little Wang said:
"Brother Bai Yu is lucky and blessed, and he's a martial artist who knows Yin-Yang techniques. He should be fine getting out."
"If we run back now, we'll just be adding to the trouble."
Zhu Tong listened and nodded repeatedly, persuading:
"That's right, Bai Yu is stronger than all of us, maybe he's already run into town."
"Let's go, let's go, we'll go back and take a look when it's light."
Old Zhang listened and could only follow Zhu Tong and the other two as they ran towards the town.
At this moment, Bai Yu was running in the opposite direction.
"Master Meng taught me, 'Give a peach in return for a plum, give me a papaya, I'll repay you with jade.'"
"Uncle Jiu has treated me well, I can't leave him to fend for himself."
Uncle Jiu truly treated Bai Yu as his own disciple, always making sure he got his share of anything good.
He couldn't wait to impart the entire Yin Talisman Classic to Bai Yu.
People aren't plants, how could they be without feelings?
Bai Yu ran, letting out a long whistle.
Before long, a figure rushed towards him from the darkness.
Old Mo!
"Woof woof..."
Old Mo barked a few times, then turned and ran.
Bai Yu followed closely.
He had seen through Golden Dragon Abbot's odd behavior earlier and ordered Old Mo to keep a close eye on them in secret.
Golden Dragon Abbot and his disciples were only concerned with watching Bai Yu and the others, completely unaware that a black dog was tailing them.
Bai Yu had already changed into night clothes and was running wildly with Old Mo.
Before long, he saw a small hill with a monk chanting and casting spells.
In front of him stood a gourd, from which constantly drifted white mist of Sha Qi.
Bai Yu recognized him as a monk named Jue Yuan, Golden Dragon Abbot's second disciple.
He nodded to Old Mo, and the man and dog moved in to encircle him from both sides with tacit understanding.
Especially Old Mo, who was almost completely integrated into the darkness, indiscernible to the naked eye.
Bai Yu lowered his body and slowly crept forward.
A moment later, he had sneaked to within a dozen meters of Jue Yuan.
Just then, Jue Yuan was startled:
"Who's there?"
"Someone who wants your life!"
Bai Yu suddenly burst forth.
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