Wang Family Village Incident

Though his head felt a little foggy, his master had already spoken. Besides, Han Qiusheng was no longer the Qiusheng of before. He immediately got up and washed up.

Soon, after Qiusheng had finished getting everything ready, he saw his junior brother Wencai standing behind their master, properly dressed and carrying a large bundle on his back.

"Master, are we heading out on business?"

"Yes. At dawn, villagers from Wang Family Village came to ask for help. They said something strange had happened in their village, and three people had already fallen victim to it. Enough talk. Let's go."

After hearing his master's explanation, Wencai did not dare delay any longer. The three of them immediately hurried toward Wang Family Village.

Before long, the three entered Wang Family Village and rushed to the home where the incident had occurred.

The moment they stepped through the door, Qiusheng and Uncle Nine's expressions changed slightly.

"Master, the evil aura here is incredibly heavy."

Qiusheng leaned close and whispered into Uncle Nine's ear.

"Quiet. We'll talk after we see the culprit."

Uncle Nine nodded slightly at his disciple's words, then gave him a warning.

Soon, the two entered the main hall of the residence. The moment they stepped inside, they saw three people lying stiffly on the floor, each resting on a straw mat.

Of the three, two were adults. According to the introduction, one was the head of the household, while the other was his younger brother.

The third was merely a child of twelve or thirteen.

"Uncle Nine, please, use your magic and save my husband and my poor child!"

"I don't know what sins I committed in my past life. In just one night, every pillar holding up this family has collapsed."

"If something happens to them, how am I supposed to live on alone?"

Before Wencai and Uncle Nine could take a closer look at the three people on the ground, a woman suddenly rushed out from the side, grabbed Uncle Nine's leg, and began crying out!

Seeing his master being entangled, Qiusheng had no intention of stepping in to free him. He walked straight over to the three people on the ground and began examining them.

First, he checked their breathing. Though weak, it was steady and prolonged. From the looks of it, the three would not die for the time being.

Then he lifted each of their eyelids. Their pupils were unfocused and lifeless, with wisps of black qi still twining within their eyeballs. They had likely fallen under some sort of beguilement spell.

After Qiusheng finished examining them, he lightly touched his brow and activated the Eye-Opening Technique recorded in the Maoshan true transmission, the Shangqing Dongxuan Record.

As the faint thread of spiritual power that had only recently been born within him began to circulate, Qiusheng suddenly felt a cool sensation flood his eyes.

Then, streams of mysterious green aura immediately began floating from the bodies of the three people before him.

"Demonic qi?"

The muttered words slipped from Qiusheng's lips as his gaze continued toward the three people's heads and shoulders.

"Hiss!"

This demon is quite ruthless. It drained these three men's yang qi until only the flame atop their heads remains. What a narrow escape.

Muttering inwardly, Qiusheng prepared to deal with the demonic qi and lingering evil aura on their bodies.

Presumably, once these unclean things were cleared away, the three would awaken.

However, even if they woke up, they would likely remain frail and sickly unless they recuperated for some time.

After all, the two flames on their shoulders had been extinguished. It would be strange if they could still possess vigorous, robust bodies.

"Qiusheng, I've been watching you for a while. What are you messing around with over there? Don't you see your master hasn't even acted yet?"

Just as Qiusheng was about to begin driving out the evil, a rather imposing old man stepped out from the crowd and addressed him.

"Village Chief Wang, it's fine. This disciple of mine has already received my true teachings. A mere evil-banishing technique is no challenge for him."

Having just freed himself from the woman's clinging, Uncle Nine heard the old man's words and immediately spoke up for Qiusheng.

"Uncle Nine, your disciple is too young. As the saying goes, a beardless youth cannot be trusted with serious work. How can you be so confident in his abilities?"

"Uncle Nine, this concerns human lives!"

Seeing that Village Chief Wang was not helping at all and would not stop babbling, Qiusheng simply ignored him.

The faint thread of spiritual power within him circulated. He reached into his robes and drew out several Evil-Warding Talismans, murmuring under his breath.

"True mystery of the Upper Cavern, spiritual qi arises of itself. Banish filth, drive out evil, swiftly obey the law and decree."

Once he finished the incantation, he flicked his wrist and sent the Evil-Warding Talismans flying. In an instant, every talisman in his hand landed upon the three people lying on the ground.

Then, a cluster of dark green flames flashed across the three bodies and vanished in an instant, leaving everyone present with shock on their faces.

Only Uncle Nine and his two disciples remained calm and composed. After Qiusheng finished, he even took the time to glance at Village Chief Wang.

Under Qiusheng's gaze, the old man unconsciously turned his head away, not daring to meet his eyes.

After all, supernatural methods like these were terrifyingly intimidating to ordinary people.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Several weak coughs drew everyone's attention. Taking advantage of the moment, Qiusheng moved close to his master and spoke softly.

"It's a demon. A demon that feeds on the yang qi of healthy adult men."

Uncle Nine was not surprised by the result, but he was rather startled by the person who had reached it.

When had his eldest disciple acquired such skills? He could actually open his eyes and command talismans now. It truly delighted him as a master.

"You broke through?"

"Mid-stage Occultist. Spiritual power has arisen on its own."

The exchange between master and disciple was perfectly tacit, needing no further explanation. Upon hearing Qiusheng's answer, Uncle Nine's eyes immediately lit up.

"This Wang Family Village matter is yours to resolve. Your master will stand by and cover you."

Qiusheng, who had just shown off a little, was instantly dumbfounded when he heard Uncle Nine's words. What the hell kind of turn is this? He had only wanted to casually show his skills, so his master would notice his progress and teach him a few more useful things.

But who would have thought that his master would so casually shove the matter that had originally been his own responsibility directly onto him?

"Master, this..."

"Enough nonsense. This is training for you. Go ask those three where they encountered it. Get ready to work."

Hearing that, Qiusheng could only steel himself and step forward.

"Everyone, move aside. The evil aura on these three has only just dispersed. If you want to be contaminated by it too, then feel free to keep crowding around."

Looking at the crowd packed tightly around the three people, Qiusheng wasted no words and directly used the Scare Mantra. At once, everyone scattered as though avoiding venomous snakes and scorpions.

Watching the excitement was important, but their own lives were important too!