Ren Qing took the opportunity to count the souls in the Myriad Souls Banner—no, to take stock of the Imperial Court Scroll.
In that brief moment, hundreds of souls had entered the Small Grotto-Heaven. The Buddha Embryo had already set its sights on most of them. In a sense, Ren Qing had done a good deed, helping the dead pass on.
"But to settle this once and for all, I still have to kill whatever is behind the Buddha Embryo."
"Otherwise, Salt Township will become a breeding ground for Ghost Infants again before long."
Thoughts raced through Ren Qing's mind as he watched Ren Shanshi's disciples defeat the Ghost Infants. One by one, they dissolved into wisps of black mist.
His cheap father had grown stronger even faster than expected. He could hold his own even among True Immortals.
His disciples generally had the strength of Yin Immortals, too. With Ren Qing's four disciples helping him, Ren Shanshi could certainly overawe a great many people in public.
No Ghost Infants remained nearby, but the disciples were still restless.
Seeing this, Ren Shanshi clapped his palms together and said sternly, "Focus!!"
Bang.
A shock wave spread outward.
The disciples shuddered as if struck by lightning. Their eyes cleared at once, and they reined in their auras, put their bamboo hats and rain capes back on, and returned to their places before the ancestral hall.
Ren Shanshi surveyed the surroundings, checking again and again for any Ghost Infants he might have missed.
He also noticed that a large number of soldiers had gathered outside the Li Residence at some point.
Every soldier looked terrified. They stared at the Ren Shanshi who stood over five meters tall, their lips trembling, unable to speak. He had plainly scared them out of their wits.
Ren