Jiang Chen walked out of Room 301 and looked around from the doorway.
He saw no strange, eerie figures anywhere up or down the stairwell. He shook his head in disappointment. "These summoned souls are taking far too long. I'll probably have to go downstairs before I see any results. Why don't I give it a try myself while I'm at it?"
Soul Summoning consumed blood qi.
That was quite troublesome for ordinary people, but Jiang Chen's blood qi was like a blazing furnace. He simply couldn't use it all up.
He made all the preparations, then burned the paper and began reciting earnestly.
"When a person dies, their soul remains, wandering the surrounding lands."
"Here and now, I begin this rite to guide the soul's return."
"Return, O soul. Return, O soul."
As he finished the final word, the blood qi inside him fluctuated, and a little under five percent was drawn away. Wisps of bluish smoke rose from the burning oil lamp before him, eerie and mysterious.
Nothing like this had happened when the woman performed Soul Summoning earlier.
"I'll check when I come back down and see just what sort of ghostly thing I've summoned."
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and murmured expectantly.
With that done, he headed upstairs without further hesitation.
Su Ling watched with growing respect.
Not only had Brother Jiang come to her apartment complex to handle its Paranormal Incidents, but amid his busy schedule, he was even summoning ghosts from elsewhere to deliver their souls.
Although she had never met any other Ghost Exorcists.
She was already absolutely certain that even among Ghost Exorcists, he had to be one of the most dedicated, a model worker!
As they headed toward the fourth floor.
The air in the stairwell seemed to grow much thinner,