At my current level of cultivation, forcibly pulling out an ordinary person's soul was as easy as pie.
After yanking out Long Yifa's ghost, I grabbed him by the throat.
Only then did Long Yifa come to his senses. He struggled wildly in my grip and screamed hoarsely:
"Let me go! Let me go! If you've got the guts, kill me! Otherwise, I'll kill your whole family, your whole family..."
I watched the struggling Long Yifa, a cold smile curling at the corner of my mouth.
He had not even realized that he was already dead, yet he was still threatening me.
"Isn't this killing you? What, you still don't know you're dead?"
With that, I tossed his ghost onto the ground like a piece of trash.
Li Ru and the others could not see Long Yifa's ghost. All they could see were my movements and hear me talking to myself, as though I were putting on a show...
"What is Master Jiang doing?"
Gao Zheng spoke up.
Zhu Dayou also looked utterly confused.
"Doctor Jiang, Doctor Jiang isn't possessed, is he?"
Having seen me perform exorcisms before, Li Ru immediately guessed:
"Jiang Ning should be talking to Long Yifa's ghost."
"Huh? Talking to a ghost?"
Zhu Dayou exclaimed in shock.
Li Feihu had a bit of spiritual cultivation.
Seeing this, he immediately pulled out willow leaves soaked in medicine, jabbed them hard against his eyelids a few times, then stuck them onto his eyelids to achieve the effect of opening his Heavenly Eye.
After all, high-end stuff like Seven-Star Grass and Ox Tears—aside from masters like my teacher, who had entire drawers full of it—was not something just anyone could afford...
Long Yifa staggered from the fall, but he also saw himself nearby, covered in blood, his eyes wide