"What?!"
Master Sun immediately strode forward, clenching his fists. "Didn't we tie her up in her room? How could she break free and end up back in the coffin?"
The servant was terrified by Master Qian's sudden movements and stammered, head bowed, "We don't know either. There were several maids watching Miss, but she mysteriously disappeared during the day."
"We thought her disappearance must be related to the coffin, so when we rushed over, we saw Miss lying in it. We didn't dare disturb her, so we hurried to call for you, Master."
Master Sun sighed, unclenching his fist, and looked at Madam Sun beside him. "Crying, crying, all you do is cry! Come with me, now!"
At this, Madam Sun stopped crying and hastily followed behind Master Sun.
They exited the main house into the courtyard.
Beside the courtyard was a spacious small room.
Currently, the door was tightly locked.
Master Sun approached the door, looking at the lock hanging there. He pointed to it and said, "The lock isn't broken. How did you find Miss in the coffin?"
The servant quickly replied, "When we arrived, the lock was already on the ground. We were afraid Miss might have another problem, so we locked it again when we came out."
"Open it," Master Sun waved his hand.
The servant quickly stepped forward, unlocked it, and carefully pushed the door open.
Master Sun hurried inside.
In the room, a coffin sat in the center, its lid already on the floor.
The coffin was made of fine wood and painted with vermilion lacquer.
Around the coffin was a circle of candles.
The flickering candlelight made the room appear extremely bizarre.
Master Sun walked a few steps forward, looking at the scene inside the coffin, a growing sense of helplessness in his eyes.
Inside the coffin lay a delicate young woman. Her hands were clasped over her lower abdomen, eyes closed, as if she were sound asleep.
But upon closer inspection, one would notice her face was as pale as paper, and a wisp of black Qi was lingering on her forehead.
"Xin'er, wake up," Master Sun called softly.
Miss Sun, still asleep, frowned but didn't awaken.
Beside them, Madam Sun walked to the coffin. Seeing Miss Sun sleeping, she could no longer control her emotions and burst into loud sobs.
"My poor girl, why are you so miserable? It's all your father's fault for trusting that scruffy Old Daoist Priest's words! Now you're like this, neither human nor ghost..."
Her cries echoed through the room. The surrounding servants and maids dared not look in their direction, fearing that a single glance might bring this misfortune upon themselves.
Amidst the loud wails, Miss Sun finally woke up and opened her eyes.
Her eyes looked exhausted, as if she hadn't slept for days and nights.
Miss Sun spoke, her voice extremely weak.
"Father, Mother, I'm in the coffin again."
There was a surprising calmness in her tone, indicating that this situation had happened many times before.
Master Sun gave a wry smile. "Come out first, then we can talk."
Miss Sun nodded and weakly climbed out of the coffin.
With the help of several maids, she stepped onto the floor.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, Miss Sun's legs went weak.
Fortunately, the maids were supporting her, so she didn't fall.
"Master, why don't we just ask the yamen for help?"
Madam Sun clutched Master Sun's sleeve, her voice choked with sobs.
Upon hearing the word "yamen," Master Sun's face showed a conflicted expression. After a moment, he waved Madam Sun's hand away.
"We can't involve the yamen."
"Why not?" Madam Sun cried. "Your daughter is in this state! Why won't you call the yamen? If your daughter dies, after all these years of affection, how will I live?"
Master Sun's face turned extremely stern. "Someone, take Madam down. Also, take Miss down. This matter is settled. Lock the door tightly and assign more people to watch Miss."
"Yes."
The servants and maids quickly assented, leading Madam Sun and Miss Sun out of the room.
In a flash, Master Sun was the only one left in the room with the coffin.
Master Sun paced around the room, circling the coffin several times, placing his hand on its edge, lost in thought.
About half an incense stick later, Master Sun finally left the room and returned to the main house.
Shen Bai was hidden on the wall, observing the entire scene clearly.
This Master Sun has a problem.
Setting everything else aside, when such a bizarre and strange incident occurs, a normal person would immediately seek help from the yamen.
What's more, the Sun Family was a wealthy merchant family in Ascending Cloud County, paying a considerable amount in taxes to the yamen, which would be happy to assist them.
But now, Master Sun had kept this matter hidden.
If Shen Bai still couldn't tell something was amiss, that would be truly strange.
Of course, these weren't the most crucial points.
The most crucial thing was that Shen Bai sensed something unusual emitting from the coffin.
A chilling aura emanated from within the coffin.
An ordinary person entering the room would, at most, feel a slight chill.
But Shen Bai, having Qi within him, could sense not only the coldness but also an overwhelming surge of resentment.
Bizarre Entity.
These two words surfaced in Shen Bai's mind.
Shen Bai pondered briefly, then formulated a plan.
"The daytime isn't suitable for action. I'll come back tonight. Master Sun is clearly troubled by something, and I can take the opportunity to find out what it is."
"And I can also figure out who that Old Daoist Priest is."
He was determined to acquire this Malevolent Qi.
Eliminating Bizarre Entities was inherently the duty of cultivators, so it was perfectly reasonable for Shen Bai to seize the Malevolent Qi along the way.
As for the Old Daoist Priest and Master Sun, Shen Bai wanted to see what would unfold.
If he could still acquire Malevolent Qi, that would be an incredibly profitable gain.
With a plan in mind, Shen Bai stopped overthinking, flipped over the wall, and found a spot to sit near the Sun Family residence, drinking tea and eating.
From this vantage point, he could observe most of the Sun Family's situation, which Shen Bai found convenient.
However, in the meantime, Shen Bai intended to use the wisp of Malevolent Qi he had just obtained.
"Right now, I have two options: either evolve my Jade Body or appraise the Ancient True Scripture."
Shen Bai tapped his finger on the table, took a sip of tea, and found his answer.
"After appraising the Ancient True Scripture, I'd still have to grind for proficiency, which doesn't seem worthwhile at the moment."
"Evolving the Jade Body, however, would double my attributes and grant new ones, making it much more cost-effective."
Thinking this, Shen Bai didn't hesitate. With a thought, he rapidly consumed the Malevolent Qi.
Before his eyes, after the wisp of Malevolent Qi vanished, the Jade Body began to undergo a qualitative change.
Mist appeared before him, quickly coalescing into new characters that floated in mid-air.
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