Husband and Wife Seek Help

After saying this, Zheng Que declined Zhao the Second's eggs and headed straight toward his own home.

Zhao the Second's wife had been through the door for several days now, yet Zhao the Second was still alive and well.

This suggested that the wife's strength was likely inferior to the Call-Sound Ghost, and with his current cultivation, he should be able to handle her.

However, to be cautious, he decided to first master the two techniques his master had taught him today and bring his ghost servant, Qing Li, along before heading to Zhao the Second's house.

If things went smoothly, he would gain another ghost servant.

If any accidents occurred, he should have no problem protecting himself.

As for the eggs Zhao the Second had offered... since a ghost was currently living in that man's house, he wasn't sure if the food there was safe.

After walking for a while, Zheng Que soon arrived at his doorstep. Just as he was about to enter, he saw a strange woman sitting on his threshold.

The woman wore a faded green jacket and a yellowish-white skirt. Her hair was styled in a low, drooping bun held by a wooden hairpin. She kept her head lowered, face buried in her arms, and her shoulders trembled slightly as if she were weeping.

Zheng Que frowned. He couldn't see her face clearly and had no idea whose daughter she was.

With this in mind, Zheng Que scrutinized the woman and tentatively asked, "Miss, whose daughter are you? Why are you here?"

Hearing Zheng Que's voice, the woman immediately looked up, revealing a pale face. She had delicate brows and eyes like black lacquer. While not a breathtaking beauty, she possessed the charm of a modest, girl-next-door type. Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed, "I am Zhao the Second's new bride. My father's surname is Sun, and my given name is Cui'er."

"Following the words of the matchmaker and the orders of my parents, I was betrothed to Zhao the Second. I have always observed the virtues of a wife, attending to my duties morning and night, never forgetting my place."

"But for some reason, my husband not only avoids me every day, refusing to see me, but he won't even touch a single bite of the food I prepare."

"Just moments ago, he even hired someone to beat me to death!"

"My life is truly miserable. I beg you, young master, have pity on me and help me!"

As she spoke, tears covered her face, and she looked utterly pitiful.

Zheng Que frowned as he looked at her. Zhao the Second's new bride?

He had only just agreed to help Zhao the Second, and now the man's wife had come straight to him!

Was this a coincidence?

Or had something happened at Zhao the Second's house that he wasn't aware of?

Thoughts raced through his mind. Zheng Que didn't dare to act immediately. Instead, he replied with great caution, "I understand. I have some matters to attend to right now. I will go to the Zhao house in a while."

Sun Cui'er immediately said with joy, "Thank you, young master!"

With that, she stopped pestering him, stood up, bowed, and turned to leave.

Zheng Que stood where he was, watching her walk away before he finally opened his door and stepped inside.

He closed the door behind him, went into the inner chamber, and sat down. Just as he was about to begin his cultivation, he saw the semi-transparent figure of Qing Li hanging from the rafters once again.

Ever since she lost to him yesterday, this Qing Li had not exchanged a single word with him.

Of course, this was not a bad thing for him. After all, she remained very quiet while he cultivated and did not disturb him.

Thinking of this, Zheng Que did not waste any time and immediately began to practice the Yin Gathering Technique and the Spirit Eye Technique.

Following the steps Daoist Qu had explained at the time, he began to recite the incantation for the Yin Gathering Technique while simultaneously forming a series of hand seals.

Feeling the spiritual energy within his body rapidly depleting, a mass of cold, gloomy airflow quickly gathered above Zheng Que's head.

As he formed the final hand seal, the airflow transformed into a cloud of ink-black mist.

This ink-black cloud covered the entire ceiling of his room. The yin energy within it was incredibly dense, almost tangible, causing the light in the room to dim drastically. The temperature plummeted, and patches of frost began to form in the corners.

This was the yin cloud condensed by the Yin Gathering Technique, capable of blocking out sunlight and absorbing the surrounding yin energy.

Under this yin cloud, his ghost servant could exert the same combat power she possessed at night, even during the day.

At this moment, Qing Li, who had been hanging from the rafters the whole time, took a deep, appreciative breath of the yin cloud.

Having mastered the Yin Gathering Technique, Zheng Que immediately stopped his hand seals, and the consumption of spiritual energy within his body ceased accordingly.

Without the support of his spiritual energy, the yin cloud gathered above his head began to dissipate at once.

In the blink of an eye, the darkness, the frost, and the yin cloud all vanished completely.

The sense of gloom and chill brought about by the Yin Gathering Technique also disappeared without a trace.

Immediately after, Zheng Que closed his eyes and began to practice the Spirit Eye Technique.

He silently recited the incantation in his heart, and the spiritual energy in his body circulated rapidly along a specific pattern, converging toward his eyes.

The Spirit Eye Technique consumed significantly less spiritual energy than the Yin Gathering Technique, but it was much more difficult to master.

Zheng Que circulated the spiritual energy through his body seven or eight times before he finally grasped the knack of it.

The next moment, he snapped his eyes open, and a sharp, cold glint, like a sword being drawn from its sheath, shot from his pupils!

Having successfully used the Spirit Eye Technique, Zheng Que immediately saw a faint white light emanating from his own hands and his entire body. The light flickered like a flame, or perhaps like some pure energy, pulsing slowly at a certain frequency.

Zheng Que understood that this was his own spiritual energy. Having consumed a great deal while practicing the two techniques, the spiritual energy within him now appeared quite weak.

Thinking of this, he looked up at Qing Li.

Qing Li remained in her position, hanging from the rafters with her back to him. Her entire body emitted a dense black aura. That black aura seeped out from her body like thick, viscous smoke, almost turning her white clothes black. It was more than ten times denser than the white light within his own body!

Watching this scene, Zheng Que knew immediately that Qing Li's current strength must be far greater than his own.

Furthermore, it was currently daytime. Once night fell, the other party's aura would likely be even more powerful than what he was seeing now!

After determining the approximate strength gap between himself and Qing Li, Zheng Que immediately closed his eyes and ceased the operation of the Spirit Eye Technique.

He had now mastered both techniques, having spent only about a quarter of an hour in total.

Zheng Que was very clear on why this was the case. Whether it was these two techniques or the Ghost Controlling Technique from yesterday, the reason he could learn them so quickly was likely related to the growth of his soul.

Every time the Life and Death Book recorded a new name, it increased the strength of his soul.

Besides that, he had not encountered the side effects mentioned by his master while practicing the Spirit Eye Technique just now.

This was likely because the yin energy in his body was being absorbed by the Life and Death Book...

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