This matter had to start with exorcising the ghost from Heng Jucai.
That day, Ye Tian knew at first glance that Heng Chu was being plagued by a vicious ghost, which had left him delirious. With only a slight application of a minor technique, Ye Tian forced the ghost out.
After asking around, Ye Tian actually felt a little pity for the ghost.
It was not that the ghost had suffered some earth-shattering injustice. It had never intended to harm anyone; it had merely met with misfortune in everything while alive, then drowned itself in the river. Its resentment had not dispersed, and because it had died in the wrong place, it became a lone wandering ghost.
Such yin spirits were formed from resentment. Given enough time, they would inevitably lose all reason. Heng Chu had merely happened to pass by the river at the wrong moment.
Originally, Ye Tian had intended to send the pitiful ghost into reincarnation and be done with it. Who would have thought that a bloody hand would suddenly descend from the sky, seize the little ghost, pull it into his mind, and devour it?
Of course, Ye Tian knew that the Blood Book was up to something. After swallowing the little ghost, the Blood Book shone even more brightly, clearly becoming more powerful than before.
However, one of Ye Tian's concerns had indeed been confirmed.
Ever since learning that the Blood Book was not some talisman but a magic treasure, he had begun worrying that it might turn against him.
In the Cultivation World, magic treasures devouring their masters was hardly a new topic. It was as commonplace as daily meals.
Naturally, such backlash varied in severity, depending on the magic treasure's abilities and its owner's cultivation.
And Ye Tian had no doubt that