Mystery of the Old House

Chapter 15

"What do you plan to do?" Mo Han asked quietly.

"Back then, that monster threatened Ling Bing and Yu Xue for the Spirit Pearl because it was an internal conflict, and that fiend would eventually clean up their own ranks, so I wasn't worried and just watched coldly. But now the situation is different; that fiend has gone all in. I..."

Zheng Qi was undecided.

"But you must know that after he takes the Spirit Pearl, you may not be able to save Ye Feng and the others. At that time, not only us, but even all living beings in the world will not escape this calamity. Don't forget your uncle's instructions."

Mo Han sharply warned, "Do you know who that extremely yang person you're holding is?"

A cold voice sounded behind Zheng Qi and Mo Han.

Zheng Qi and Mo Han were taken aback when they heard this. They turned around and saw that it was Cheng Jin who had spoken.

"Hmph, I don't care who it is! As long as they are people of extreme yin and yang!"

The old man said indifferently.

"He is the descendant of the world ruler Zhu Ze!"

"Huh?" Everyone present, including Ye Feng himself, was taken aback.

"Cheng Jin, don't talk nonsense, or things will only get worse!"

Zheng Qi thought that Cheng Jin was so eager to save Ye Feng and the others that he was trying to fool the old man, hoping that he would release Ye Feng and the others for the sake of the future of the world's ruler.

"Haha...you little brat! You think I'd believe you?"

Old Uncle Gu looked disdainful.

"Alright, let me ask you this: right now, is the vengeful spirit inside your body stirring and struggling to get out?"

Cheng Jin asked with a cold smile on his lips.

Old Uncle was startled.

When he grabbed Ye Feng and Meng'er, he noticed that the vengeful spirit inside him was restlessly stirring, as if it wanted to burst out of his body.

Seeing the old man's horrified expression, Zheng Qi and Mo Han realized that Cheng Jin wasn't talking nonsense.

"Zheng Qi, swallow the bead first. You and Mo Han will follow my orders from now on!"

Cheng Jin whispered something to Mo Han and Zheng Qi in her mind.

Zheng Qi looked at Mo Han for a moment, and Mo Han nodded.

"Is he... is he really a descendant of the world's ruler?"

Old Man Gu's voice was pale and weak. The hand that gripped Ye Feng trembled slightly. At this moment, the vengeful spirit within him was thrashing about restlessly. Could it be, as that boy said, that the extremely yang person in his hand was truly a descendant of the World Lord? Old Man Gu began to feel uneasy, because he knew that the vengeful spirit would only cease to reside within him upon encountering the true descendant of the World Lord.

“I have no reason to lie to you!” Cheng Jin said coldly.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder!

"Haha... So what if he is a descendant of the world's ruler?"

Suddenly, Old Man Gu's expression changed, and his previously panicked eyes now shone with a cold, piercing light.

"If you drink his blood, how can you face Zhu Gong and Emperor Jingtai, Zhu Qiyu?"

Cheng Jin provoked him.

"Hmph, I no longer need this stinking body!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, his body went limp, leaving only a dry, withered human skin.

"Ah! Oh no! That vengeful spirit has gained its own consciousness! It can leave its body!"

Cheng Jin inwardly groaned, immediately closing her eyes, concentrating, and muttering incantations.

Buddhist mantras echoed in the air above the stone chamber.

Zheng Qi felt the spiritual pearl inside his body burning his internal organs, and waves of pain instantly spread throughout his body. Soon after, his entire body emitted a dazzling red light, which grew redder and brighter, eventually enveloping Zheng Qi tightly. The dazzling red light shrank, and finally Zheng Qi and the spiritual pearl merged into one, turning into a small golden bead that flew straight to Ye Feng. Before Ye Feng could understand what was happening, the bead had already slipped into his mouth.

At the same time, Mo Han felt a surge of true energy slowly gathering from his dantian upwards, gradually making him feel lighter and more transparent. In an instant, the true energy enveloped him, transforming into a dazzling white beam that shot straight into the bronze sword. The bronze sword spun once in the air before hurtling towards Ye Feng.

He swallowed the spirit pearl and gripped the bronze sword in his hand. Suddenly, Ye Feng felt a slight pain between his brows, and he remembered all the grudges and entanglements from five hundred years ago.

"Haha... Even if you were the reincarnation of the world's ruler, it would be useless now!"

A transparent spirit on the old man's dry, brittle skin was slowly transforming into a pale white, grotesque monster.

"Quickly, kill that vengeful spirit! We can't let it turn into the third level of purple!"

Cheng Jin, standing behind Ye Feng, called out anxiously.

Ye Feng slowly emitted two cold, sharp beams of light from his eyes, and began to slowly circulate his true energy using the spiritual pearl within his body. A warm current rose from his dantian. The purple-copper sword was already held high in his hand. Suddenly, Ye Feng thrust his sword towards the white vengeful spirit with overwhelming force, like a whirlwind. In an instant, the sword light formed a series of intersecting, lightning-fast sword shadows, piercing directly into the vengeful spirit. The spirit emitted a silvery-white mist, enveloping the sword shadows within it. Suddenly, the white mist dissolved the sword shadows into fluttering butterflies, then instantly condensed into the shape of a spear, flashing with lightning-like light, shooting straight at Ye Feng. Ye Feng quickly withdrew his purple-copper sword, using its sturdy blade to block, and the spear instantly retreated.

Ye Feng held his breath and focused his energy again, pushing himself to the limit and merging with the gale in the sky. At this moment, it was as if he were a part of the wind. In an instant, he rushed to the vengeful spirit, which had now transformed into the second level, black.

With a chilling whistle, the vengeful spirit's entire body flashed with a jet-black light. Interspersed within this black light were needle-like black specks of mist, which shot out like a meteor shower, heading straight for Ye Feng. Ye Feng once again used the spiritual pearl in his dantian to gather his energy. A sharp whistle suddenly rose, followed by a flash of light. Ye Feng spun through the air, his sword transforming into streaks of pure white light, slashing down from the sky at the black speckled mist. Instantly, a white, snow-like light shone brightly in the air.

A strange light flashed, and Ye Feng's sword strike was fully charged with the true energy drawn from the spirit pearl. A booming sound followed, golden light burst forth, and the black mist gradually dissipated. Ye Feng had exhausted all his true energy and instantly lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground like a pile of mud.

Cheng Jin looked around the stone chamber, breathed a sigh of relief, and silently recited an incantation. The spirit pearl gently flew out of Ye Feng's mouth, instantly separating Zheng Qi from it, and the pearl went straight into Cheng Jin's palm. The purple copper sword in Ye Feng's hand also flew into the air, splitting into Mo Han, which plunged into the stone ground. "Who exactly are you?" Zheng Qi and Mo Han asked Cheng Jin, panting heavily.

"I am a celestial being, the guardian of the Spirit Pearl. Five hundred years ago, Buddha foresaw this calamity would befall the mortal realm, so he sent the Spirit Pearl down to the mortal world to avert this calamity. Now that the calamity has been vanquished, I must take the Spirit Pearl back to the celestial realm!"

Zheng Qi and Mo Han, who were listening from the side, couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

After speaking, Cheng Jin waved the spirit pearl in his hand at Ye Feng, Meng'er, Yu Xue, and Ling Bing. Suddenly, Meng'er, Yu Xue, and Ling Bing all fainted on the ground, just like Ye Feng.

"What did you do to them?" Zheng Qi asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, I've erased all the memories of what happened and what the four of them saw in the stone chamber!"

Cheng Jin smiled and spoke slowly.

Zheng Qi and Mo Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief. For Ye Feng and the others, erasing this memory might not be a bad thing for their future lives!

"How big is this stone chamber? How are we going to get out of this chamber? You can't just leave us here!"

Mo Han said to Cheng Jin, who was grinning.

"Back then, after Chief Steward Zhu killed 122 servants of the Zhu household, he placed their remains in this underground stone chamber he built, which is the same stone chamber we went into back then. However, that stone chamber is only one of them!"

"One of them? How many other stone chambers are there?"

Zheng Qi couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"The main stone chamber is where the primordial spirit is stored, and there are eight auxiliary stone chambers around it."

Cheng Jin explained.

"Oh, so many! What's he going to do with them?"

"Those eight attached stone chambers were all used to store the remains of those who died unjustly over the past five hundred years!"

"What?! All eight attached stone chambers around here are filled with white, skeletal remains!"

Mo Han felt a wave of nausea.

"Yes, that vengeful spirit needs a constant influx of new resentment over the past five hundred years to enhance its magical power!"

"So that means that vengeful spirit kills people every year to replenish and accumulate resentment?"

"Yes, didn't you see that old man love smoking that old pipe? Actually, he's constantly replenishing and accumulating resentment from it. In Miao territory, there's a type of tobacco called 'Soul-Absorbing Grass.' If you soak this tobacco in the blood of someone who died unjustly for 12 hours, it can absorb all the resentment of that person into the tobacco. Then, this resentment is transferred from the tobacco to the vengeful spirit that inhaled the tobacco! The reason the tobacco in the pipe turns black and hard is because it's been soaked in blood and absorbed resentment!"

"No wonder I always felt that Uncle Gu's old pipe had a sinister aura, now I know what it was all about!"

Zheng Qi sighed inwardly.

Cheng Jin paused for a moment at this point before continuing,

"To prevent the wronged souls from wandering around and causing trouble, Steward Zhu built seven 'family ancestral halls' with forty-nine rooms to suppress the vengeful spirits of those who died unjustly."

"I see!" Mo Han nodded and sighed.

After saying these words, Cheng Jin waved his hand in the air and recited a Buddhist mantra.

In an instant, Zheng Qi, Mo Han, and Cheng Jin stood at the gate of the house, while Ye Feng and the other three were still lying unconscious on the grass in front of the house.

Cheng Jin smiled and looked at Ye Feng and the others, then turned to Zheng Qi and Mo Han and said,

"Don't worry, they'll wake up in fifteen minutes!"

Zheng Qi and Mo Han looked at Ye Feng and Ling Bing, their faces showing a hint of regret and pain.

"Alright, I must say goodbye to you two now. Before I leave, I'll tell you one last secret."

Cheng Jin had a bright smile on her face.

"What secret?"

"Hehe! Actually, Meng'er is the descendant of Zi Ning, and Yu Xue is the descendant of Jing Yun! Five hundred years later, the lovers are finally united!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Qi and Mo Han couldn't help but sigh with admiration, and a smile appeared on their faces.

"Farewell, both of you. Until we meet again! Take care!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Jin transformed into a beam of white light and flew away with the spirit pearl.

"Hey, Zheng Qi, what do you think my past life was over five hundred years ago?"

"Could it be Zhu Yuanzhang?!"

"Haha...and what about you?"

"Then I can only be Liu Bowen!"

"Haha..." The End