Night Roaming Xuanguo Estate

"Mo Zhu, little sister, Xiao Mei."

Chen Mu looked at the phantom, unable to help falling into thought.

It was difficult not to associate the other party's appearance with Xiao Mei, but he did not know Xiao Mei's real name. There was no information about Xiao Mei's past in his memories either—or rather, he had never paid attention to her before.

If she really was Xiao Mei's older sister, then it would make perfect sense. No wonder Xiao Mei had risked so much to secretly learn Martial Arts, and no wonder she had suddenly lost her spirit after he exposed her.

Perhaps Xiao Mei had never been a strong person to begin with. It was merely the hatred in her heart that had supported her actions.

Of course.

At the end of the day, these were all guesses. Whether they were true or false would have to wait until he asked tomorrow.

As for the Black Water Gang, Chen Mu had no impression of it.

Now that the world was in chaos, not to mention the other prefectures and provinces—even the Capital of Great Yuan was filled with gangs of all kinds, a tangled mix of fish and dragons.

He remembered some of the more famous and powerful gangs, but he could not remember the Black Water Gang at all. He did not know whether it was a gang from the Capital or from some other prefecture.

However, judging by the looks of it, the possibility that it was a low-level gang in the Capital was somewhat greater.

After all, that so-called gang leader Zhang Hai had persecuted Mo Zhu's entire family into ruin merely for his own **. Someone like that could not possibly possess a Martial Heart. He was nothing but a petty villain.

"I'll investigate the Black Water Gang and send Zhang Hai down to see you."

"Besides, Xiao Mei is my maid now. If she is your younger sister, I can promise that I won't let anyone bully her."

Chen Mu looked at Mo Zhu and slowly spoke.

Like the Netherworld Ghost from before, Mo Zhu's soul shadow gave no response. It merely floated there, motionless.

After leaving those words behind,

Chen Mu flew toward the second phantom in the distance.

Last time, he had been forcibly sent back just as he was about to make contact with the second Netherworld Ghost. Even so, Chen Mu still intended to try and see whether he could make contact with two Netherworld Ghosts at once.

However.

Although Chen Mu flew swiftly, the white radiance around him faded even faster.

Especially when he glanced back over his shoulder, his heart seemed to leap violently—Mo Zhu's soul shadow had silently followed behind him.

No.

It should have been said that it was pressed tightly against his back, less than a foot away!

Chen Mu could almost be certain that if not for the layer of white radiance around him, Mo Zhu's soul shadow would have pounced on him completely the very next moment!

He was now at the level of a Sixth Rank Spell Master. Ordinary malicious ghosts could no longer affect him, and even if one pounced on him, it could not force him to submit. Still, it would be troublesome to deal with.

After all, he still needed the Soul Points provided by the other party.

But.

Before the white radiance had completely vanished, Chen Mu's entire body was seized by that invisible force once more, and then he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

From Mo Zhu's perspective, an invisible vortex suddenly manifested. Chen Mu was swept into it whole, then vanished into thin air.

Mo Zhu's soul shadow also tried to approach the vortex.

But when it attempted to pass through, it could not touch the vortex at all. Her entire soul shadow passed straight through, as though the vortex were merely a reflection of flowers in a mirror or the moon in water—just like her entire life in the mortal world, something she could never reach again.

Very soon.

The vortex disappeared as well.

Only Mo Zhu's soul shadow remained in place. After pausing for a moment, it began floating again, slowly circling around the place where the vortex had vanished.

Bedroom.

Chen Mu's consciousness returned to his body.

He slowly opened his eyes and rubbed his brow, unable to help letting out a soft breath.

This obsession was quite a bit more troublesome than the previous one. He first had to investigate the Black Water Gang. Hopefully, Mo Zhu could provide him with more Soul Points.

Speaking of which, up until now, he still did not know how the number of Soul Points was determined. After all, he had only dispelled two people's obsessions in total. He would probably need to dispel more before he could figure it out.

"Mo Zhu..."

"If Xiao Mei is her younger sister, then her real name should be Mo Mei?"

Chen Mu pondered.

But he did not call Xiao Mei over to ask.

After all, he had just driven her out. She might still be crying. If he called her over and asked about Mo Zhu, and things really were as he imagined, she might well cry again.

Mo Zhu's obsession was perhaps entangled with him just like the previous two people's. Such obsessions mostly lacked normal thought processes. If she blindly decided that he had bullied Xiao Mei, who knew what trouble she might cause?

Besides, it was already nighttime. Even if he got an answer, he could not do anything about it.

Even if things were exactly as he imagined, he would still have to wait until he had investigated the Black Water Gang and learned more about the situation before he could begin dealing with it.

With that thought,

Chen Mu came to the bed and gently lay down.

What the naked eye could not see was a phantom identical to Chen Mu silently floating out of the body lying on the bed, glimmering with specks of light.

Heart Soul Leaving Body!

Once a Spell Master reached the Sixth Rank, they no longer needed to sleep.

Or rather, sleep was only needed by the physical body. Since the Soulmind had become as comfortable in the nighttime environment as a fish in water, it could leave the body and meditate at night, or roam freely across the land.

Chen Mu did not intend to roam very far, but he did want to take a brief look around Xuanguo Estate and see whether he could find anything—such as information about the past incident of someone encountering a ghost.

He was now a Sixth Rank Spell Master.

Even without a flying sword, he could easily crush a Sixth Rank Martial Artist. Even a Fifth Rank Martial Artist would have difficulty defeating him at night.

And in the state of pure Soulmind roaming, even a Fourth Rank Martial Artist would find it difficult to threaten him at night.

Silently,

Chen Mu's Soulmind floated upward, passing straight through the roof beams and emerging from the very top of the roof. Then his gaze swept toward all four directions.

For a moment, Xiao Mei and Xiao Feng in the side rooms, as well as Ren Yan, who was still busy working, all entered his view.

Xiao Mei was not practicing.

She remained motionless in her room.

Xiao Feng had already gone to bed. Chen Mu's gaze swept through her room, but he found nothing unusual.

After thinking briefly,

Chen Mu extended his gaze farther away.

There was nothing unusual outside the courtyard either. The entire rear courtyard was quiet. Occasionally, a maid or an older servant passed by, all of them moving cautiously and daring not to make the slightest sound.

Chen Mu's gaze swept across several nearby courtyards.

Ning Shi was also in her bedroom, apparently preparing to rest. A maid was attending her nearby, seeming quite attentive and dutiful—far better than things were on his side.

The other courtyard to the north should, according to his memories, belong to Chen Yao.

Chen Yao and he were half-siblings with the same father. Their relationship had been fairly good since childhood. She was somewhat younger than him, seemingly about sixteen years old.

When Chen Mu looked over, he saw Chen Yao in her bedroom, holding a pose. At a single glance, he knew she was practicing.

"Eighth Rank... No wonder she hasn't married at this age."

Chen Mu was slightly surprised and took another look.

The blood qi around Chen Yao was clearly much denser than Xiao Mei's. Based on his judgment, she was undoubtedly an Eighth Rank Martial Artist, and she did not seem far from the Seventh Rank either.

To possess Eighth Rank Martial Arts cultivation at the age of sixteen could be said to be quite an impressive talent. No wonder there were more maids and older servants in her courtyard than there were in his and Ning Shi's combined.

If this had been when he had just awakened Spirit Sight, staring at an Eighth Rank Martial Artist like this would certainly have been noticed by the other party.

But now,

Chen Mu was already a Sixth Rank Spell Master, and his Soulmind had left his body for Night Roaming. Chen Yao, who was only at the Eighth Rank, naturally sensed nothing and continued practicing in her bedroom.

Although blood ties were limited to the physical body, Chen Mu had no interest in peeking at a young girl practicing. He soon shifted his gaze away and swept it farther into the distance.

His Soulmind also left his own courtyard.

After a rough survey, he found that most of the rear courtyard had no blood qi strong enough to matter. The strongest was only a Seventh Rank Martial Artist, completely unable to sense his Spirit Sight.

"It seems much weaker than I imagined."

Chen Mu could not help murmuring inwardly.