Kuiqiao Ward · Old Vice Minister's Residence
The sky was a dense black, and though the rain was easing, the commotion in the front courtyard had not reached the main courtyard. Every small sound within the residence was swallowed by the wind and rain.
In a room in one of the side courtyards, Gui Junxi sat cross-legged on a couch in a blue robe. His face was pale; he was clearly unwell, enduring it in silence.
"Sure enough, drawing close to ghosts and gods leads to being tainted by Yin energy."
"Prince Lu's King Aura used to shield me, so I did not notice it. Now it is worsening by the day."
Tree shadows danced outside the window. Under the sudden flashes of light, they looked like demons reveling in a carnival. Gui Junxi lowered his eyes, and his face turned pale again.
Once tainted by Yin energy, one would gradually enter the Yin Realm and be beguiled by ghosts and gods.
"No, that is not right. It is not the Yin Realm." Though Gui Junxi sat cross-legged, his mind was still clear enough to carefully feel out the unease that had plagued him recently.
"Is someone outside?" Gui Junxi cocked his ear. With his keen hearing, he faintly caught screams amid the wind and rain, but when he listened more closely, they were gone.
It was as if the sound just now had been an illusion brought on by the wind, rain, and thunder. A careless person would have ignored it, or assumed it was an illusion caused by being tainted by ghosts and gods. But Gui Junxi's cultivation was profound, and his circumstances were different. There were matters he dared not treat carelessly.
Gui Junxi did not resume meditation. Instead, he rose directly from the couch, walked to