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Capítulo 19

With Tai Jingke adding fuel to the fire, Qi Yi Mo also believed it and asked, "Is there any other evidence?" This put Zhou Qiang in a difficult position. Besides the Qi Yi Diagram, only the Qi Yi Scripture could prove his identity, but the Qi Yi Scripture had been entrusted to Liu Jincai. Helpless, Zhou Qiang said, "I have no other evidence. I am the true successor of the Qi Yi Sect! Moreover, I am the sixty-fifth generation leader of the Qi Yi Sect." That's right! Zhou Qiang then remembered that he also had a leader's token. Unfortunately, he forgot that Old Man Le Shui had once told him that before his death, the founder only gave his disciple Wu Xin a copy of the Qi Yi Scripture, and the leader's token was made by a later leader.

Sixty-five generations? Nearly several thousand years have passed since the Spring and Autumn Period; how could it have only reached sixty-five generations? This child before him seemed innocent and kind, but it turns out he's a liar. Qi Yi Mo stood up and walked towards Zhou Qiang. At this moment, Zhou Qiang took the sect leader's token from under his neck and said, "Look, this is the Qi Yi Sect's sect leader's token!" Qi Yi Mo's eyes lit up, and he reached out and grabbed the jade pendant, examining it from left to right. Suddenly, Qi Yi Mo flew into a rage, smashed the token, and roared, "You dare to deceive this Demon King!"

The sect leader's token, imbued with the magical power to command the supernatural world by a former member of the Qi Yi sect, emitted a crisp sound upon landing, which spread throughout mainland China. === ...

"This is bad," Zhou Qiang thought to himself, looking at Qi Yi Mo's furious expression. "Strike first, or run." With that thought, Zhou Qiang used his Ghost Relic to forcefully unleash a ball of fire, the scorching flames shooting towards Qi Yi Mo. This was arguably the largest fireball Zhou Qiang had unleashed since acquiring the Ghost Relic, and its power was formidable. If it were to touch any vengeful ghosts, they would most likely be annihilated. The fireball rapidly shot towards Qi Yi Mo. Qi Yi Mo smiled disdainfully, gently blowing away the fireball in front of his face. With Qi Yi Mo fighting beside him, Tai Jingke naturally stood aside, watching the fight unfold, inwardly sneering: "Hmph, let your family kill each other."

Qi Yi Mo's head turned 360 degrees, making a 'clucking' sound, and then he said to Zhou Qiang, "Seeing that you have a ghost relic inside your body at such a young age, it seems you are also a Taoist practitioner. But why did you pretend to be a member of the Qi Yi Sect? Do you know you are playing with fire?" Zhou Qiang was speechless and turned to Tai Jingke, who was watching the commotion, and cursed, "You son of a bitch, not only did you kill my master, but you also lied to Qi Yi Mo that our Qi Yi Sect was wiped out. I'll kill you first!" With that, he charged forward with the Soul-Destroying Dagger in his hand. Judging from Zhou Qiang's posture, he was going to die together with Tai Jingke.

Tai Jingke hurriedly hid behind Qi Yimo, saying, "Demon King, kill him quickly! You can crush him with just one finger." Zhou Qiang, furious, showed no fear in front of Qi Yimo, instead saying in a deep voice, "Get out of my way. I know I can't kill you, but if you kill me, you'll never have the face to face the ancestors of the Qi Yi Sect again." Qi Yimo found it amusing; even at this point, this kid was still putting on an act. "Looks like you won't shed a tear until you're in your coffin." With that, Qi Yimo rushed in front of Zhou Qiang with lightning speed, raised his right leg, and with a light kick, Zhou Qiang slammed violently against the wall.

The founder of Qi Yi had once told Qi Yi Mo, "Never harm others." Therefore, Qi Yi Mo didn't kill this child who was thousands of years younger than him. Killing the high-ranking central official was also to avenge the Qi Yi sect, which was understandable. Zhou Qiang tried to get up, but failed. Once wasn't enough, so he tried twice, and twice wasn't enough, so he tried three times. Facing the sinister smiles of Qi Yi Mo and Tai Jingke, Zhou Qiang finally stood up.

Zhou Qiang leaned against the wall, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "You think you can kill me with this little skill? I've died twice already, do you think I'm afraid of you?" These words angered Qi Yimo, and with Tai Jingke fanning the flames behind him, Qi Yimo immediately became enraged. In the blink of an eye, Qi Yimo floated in front of Zhou Qiang, grabbed his neck, and said, "Those who deceive others deserve to die. This demon king spared your life because you're just a child, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant. If you want to die, I'll grant your wish." With that, he raised his other hammer-like fist and swung it at Zhou Qiang.

Since joining the Qi Yi Sect, Zhou Qiang had lost count of how many times he had brushed with death. Facing all this, from the timid boy he once was to the righteous man he is now, he had endured countless hardships along the way. But this time, he was truly despondent. He wanted to summon the evil ghost Cheng Long, but he was no match for the Qi Yi Demon. He thought it better to spare Cheng Long's life, hoping that Xie Qifeng would one day release him. Zhou Qiang tried to spit out the ghost relic, but the Qi Yi Demon had his neck gripped, and the ghost relic wouldn't come up.

There's a Buddhist saying: "Sow good seeds, reap good fruit." This saying proved true for Zhou Qiang. Just at this critical moment, three ghosts suddenly floated in from outside. The middle-aged male ghost grabbed Qi Yimo's raised fist, while the two female ghosts, one old and one young, each grabbed one of Qi Yimo's legs. Zhou Qiang looked closely and recognized the Zhang Xiao family he had helped before. The female ghost Zhang Xiao shouted, "Zhou Qiang, run! We can't hold on much longer! Hurry!" With that, Zhang Xiao waved her hand, and the security door opened in the wind.

The middle-aged male ghost also said, "Run, child! Thank you for saving our lives. Our family can only repay you with our lives." Qi Yi Mo stopped punching, and said contemptuously, "A bunch of flies." He released his grip on Zhou Qiang's neck and turned to desperately strike the middle-aged male ghost. Zhang Xiao shouted sharply, "What are you waiting for?" With another wave of her hand, Zhou Qiang was carried out of the room by the force of the wind. A heavy slam of the door was heard, followed by the agonizing screams of ghosts coming from inside. Zhou Qiang could only suppress his tears and drag his injured body away. This was the most shameful thing a Qi Yi Sect leader had ever done; a renowned exorcist had actually had to rely on ghosts to save himself. This was also headline news in the supernatural world.

As Zhou Qiang pondered, his vision and consciousness grew increasingly blurred, and he finally collapsed at the entrance of the residential complex. Suddenly, a luxury car pulled up beside him, and two men got out. The older man said, "I knew something bad was going to happen. Get Zhou Qiang to the hospital quickly." The younger man replied, "Okay, okay." They quickly lifted Zhou Qiang into the car and sped off to the hospital. Without a doubt, the two men were Liu Jincai and Han Bin. After Zhou Qiang left, Liu Jincai tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He got dressed and called Han Bin, and the two rushed to the Juyin residential complex. They arrived just in time to find Zhou Qiang collapsed. A hospital examination revealed that Zhou Qiang had broken three ribs and needed proper care.

The Zhang family left school wanting to find a comfortable yin dwelling. For ghosts, "comfortable" meant having abundant yin energy, suitable for cultivation. So, unknowingly, they were drawn to Beijing by a yin-gathering point and stayed there for some time, their magical power increasing accordingly. Humans and ghosts are strangers; Zhang Liang and Xu Youcai lived there as usual, and the Zhang family, living with them, also kept to themselves, getting along harmoniously. It wasn't until Tai Jingke arrived that the Zhang family was driven out of the yin-gathering point. ======================================================================================= Chapter 28 of "Qi Yi Successor" - Support from All Directions - Yi Ge's Spirit - Collected and organized by

Furthermore, the sound waves from the shattered sect leader's token had already spread throughout mainland China. All the supernatural sects learned of the Qi Yi Sect's impending doom in their own ways.

In Maoshan, Changzhou, Zhang Xiaolong was practicing his array formation at home. He had arranged a dozen or so copper coins into a Bagua (Eight Trigrams) array. This Bagua array was a sealing array; once entered, there was no escape unless the caster stopped the ritual or died. This array was a closely guarded secret of the Maoshan sect. Suddenly, the copper coins in the Bagua array began to stir like a pre-earthquake disturbance, instantly forming a sword shape pointing towards Beijing. Zhang Xiaolong was puzzled. Just as he bent down, two copper coins slipped from his pocket. He gasped, muttering, "This is…." Judging from their positions, these two coins represented the Kan (☵) and Gen (☶) trigrams in the Bagua. According to Taoist divination, Kan represents friends or brothers, and Gen represents difficulties, meaning his brother was in trouble. In Zhang Xiaolong's eyes, only Zhou Qiang was considered a brother. It seemed the divination meant Zhou Qiang was in trouble, and given the direction the copper coin sword pointed—north, specifically Beijing—it was clear the sword was pointing towards Beijing. After thinking it over, Zhang Xiaolong ran into the house and started packing his luggage.

At the Songshan Summer Palace, the monks were performing their daily ritual: chanting sutras while striking a wooden fish drum. The hall was filled with monks, and in the center of the prayer mat before the bronze statue of Buddha sat an old monk and a young monk. These were the abbot and his beloved disciple, Youlong. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew by, and the old monk's wooden fish drum broke. The chanting in the entire hall ceased abruptly, and everyone stared at the abbot with curiosity. How could someone with so many years of practice break a wooden fish drum? It was truly unbelievable. Even Youlong beside the abbot was astonished. The abbot looked up at the bronze statue of Buddha and said, "The calamity has come." Following the abbot's gaze, everyone looked at the statue with expressions of astonishment. Tears had appeared in the eyes of the bronze Buddha statue.

The old abbot said, "Everyone, don't be nervous." Then, supporting You Long's bald head, he said, "This thousand-year calamity has arrived. You are a gift from Buddha to this world to resolve this calamity. Now, pack your bags immediately and go to Beijing to find the successor of the Qi Yi School and help him avert this catastrophe." You Long nodded and said, "Disciple understands!"

In a Tibetan Buddhist monastery, Qi Zijun, having some free time, adopted several Tibetan mastiffs. One day, as Qi Zijun was resting with his eyes closed, a light axle beside him suddenly started spinning, its pendants jingling loudly. Just as Qi Zijun was wondering what was going on, he heard the Tibetan mastiffs outside barking incessantly. Qi Zijun quickly put on his shoes and went outside, seeing the mastiffs howling incessantly towards the north. Qi Zijun shouted, "Shut up!" Normally, the mastiffs were very obedient to their owner, but now they were like rabid dogs, biting indiscriminately.

The Tibetan Mastiff, Zhuiming, crawled out of the house and barked loudly. The other Tibetan Mastiffs immediately stopped howling. Zhuiming looked up at Qi Zijun, who was also looking at Zhuiming. Suddenly, Qi Zijun's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Oh no! The Qi Yi Sect is in trouble!" Old Man Xia had once said that the Qi Yi Sect had been in charge of the supernatural sects for the past sixty years. In this Lama temple bathed in Buddhist light, there was absolutely no ghost or monster that could cause these Tibetan Mastiffs to behave abnormally. Unless the Qi Yi Sect had messed up, and looking at the direction from which the Tibetan Mastiffs had been howling, it was north. While packing his luggage, Qi Zijun said to the Tibetan Mastiff, Zhuiming, "Zhuiming, although I'm the only male left in our Lama Sect, the Qi Yi Sect once saved us. Even if our Lama Sect is wiped out, we won't be cowards. Finding Zhou Qiang depends on your nose." The Tibetan Mastiff, Zhuiming, nodded solemnly.

On a dark road in western Hunan, a burly man in a long robe shook a soul-capturing bell in one hand and scattered paper money for the dead by the roadside with the other. Behind him followed a hopping zombie. This man was Wei Tianba. Wei Tianba glanced at the lights of the village ahead, sighed, and muttered, "Finally, we've reached the last one." He then shook the soul-capturing bell again, but the zombie didn't react. Suddenly, the zombie's front body hopped in place, facing north. Wei Tianba was startled. In all his years of corpse-driving, this was the first time such a strange thing had happened. What was going on? Thinking this, Wei Tianba put the paper money and the soul-capturing bell on the ground and grabbed a talisman to stick to the zombie. The zombie stopped moving, but the soul-capturing bell inexplicably rang again, still pointing north. Wei Tianba's father had once told him, "My child, don't underestimate this little soul-capturing bell. It's many times older than you and me. It can not only control souls but also understand human perception and solve problems."

Could it be that the Qi Yi Sect is in trouble? Old Man Xia's words echoed in Wei Tianba's ears again. After thinking about it, Wei Tianba quickened his pace and finished saying the last word about the zombie. In the peach grove next to his house, Wei Tianba was digging something in the ground when he suddenly dug up a coffin. Wei Tianba chuckled.

In Yunnan, an old woman skilled in Gu magic was sunbathing in her courtyard when suddenly a large number of poisonous insects crawled out of the Gu bell inside her house. Qin Shuang quickly cried out, "Master, quickly look what's happening!" The insects then crawled out of the house and headed north. The knowledgeable old woman immediately saw through the situation and said to Qin Shuang, "Shuang'er, the Qi Yi Sect is in trouble, will you go to their aid?" Qin Shuang, thinking of the shameless Zhou Qiang of the Qi Yi Sect, pouted her pink face and said, "I won't go, let them die if they want!" Since Qin Shuang had made up her mind, the old woman didn't say anything more. In fact, she understood. There would never be bad people in the Qi Yi Sect. Whatever Le Shui's disciple did, there must be a hidden reason. Because she trusted Le Shui's judgment, the old woman blushed as she thought about it.

Xie Qifeng and Qian Qiuyue were also on their way back to Shandong. It was getting late, and they checked into a hotel. The Ghost Doctor, true to his name, had actually healed Qian Qiuyue's eyes, thanks in large part to Xie Qifeng's three kneelings and nine kowtows. But that's a story for later. After their passionate encounter, the two quickly fell asleep. In his dream, Xie Qifeng met Le Xipo. Xie Qifeng wept and threw himself at Le Xipo's feet, saying, "Master, Master, do you know how much I miss you?" Le Xipo smiled kindly, stroked Xie Qifeng's hair, and said, "Child, I am already dead, so don't worry about your master. Now your senior brother's fate is unknown; how can you sit idly by?" Le Xipo only said this one sentence before disappearing.

Xie Qifeng suddenly sat up in bed, sweating profusely and panting heavily. Qian Qiuyue, who was beside him, was also startled awake and got up to ask, "Qifeng, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Xie Qifeng quickly dressed and said, "Senior brother is in trouble! Let's go help!" Seeing Xie Qifeng's serious expression, Qian Qiuyue knew the gravity of the situation and quickly dressed as well. Xie Qifeng glanced at the dark night and began packing his belongings. Qian Qiuyue asked, "Qifeng, China is so big, where are we going to find Zhou Qiang?" Xie Qifeng glanced at the compass in his bag and said, "I have my own way." ====================================================================================== Chapter 29 Emergency Assembly - Yi Ge's Spirit - Collected and organized by

After resting in the hospital for a few days, Zhou Qiang's condition improved slightly. Facing the exorbitant medical bills, Liu Jincai remained fearless. Even Zhou Qiang himself felt embarrassed, but Liu Jincai patted his chest and said, "We're brothers, don't be so polite. Without you, Zhou Qiang, there would be no Liu Jincai today." Every word moved Zhou Qiang deeply. If given the chance, Zhou Qiang would definitely repay him properly. Three days later, one evening, Liu Jincai happily carried large bags of food into the hospital room. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that Zhou Qiang and his luggage were gone. This put the bodyguard in black who was guarding Zhou Qiang in a difficult position.

Liu Jincai kicked the unconscious bodyguard awake and, blaring at the "No Loudness" sign, yelled, "You bunch of useless trash! All you do is play around. I pay you to support me, and what have you done? You can't even keep an eye on a living person! Find Zhou Qiang right now! If you don't find him, don't bother coming back!" His voice was incredibly penetrating; an old man next door nearly had a heart attack from his shouts. The bodyguard, quite sensibly, bowed and scraped, then pulled out some hospital supplies, gathered twenty men, and they split up to search for Zhou Qiang.

At the entrance of the residential complex where Qi Yimo lived, stood a man in a green cotton-padded jacket. His waist was wrapped in thick white bandages, indicating he had suffered considerable injuries. This man was Zhou Qiang. Zhou Qiang was examining Qi Yimo's room. After a long while, he took out his phone, found Qin Shuang's number, and then put it down. "I wonder if I'll ever see Qin Shuang again. Sigh, I guess I should let her find a good family." A glint flashed in Zhou Qiang's eyes as he spoke. On this dark and windy night, Zhou Qiang made up his mind to perish together with Qi Yimo. The method he intended to use was the Heaven and Earth Reunion Method taught by the soul of the Ascetic Master.

Zhou Qiang adjusted his breathing and took a step forward, but felt a pair of warm hands patting his shoulder. Turning around, he saw Zhang Xiaolong smiling at him. Curious, Zhou Qiang asked, "Xiaolong, what brings you here?" Before Zhang Xiaolong could answer, a voice came from the side: "Amitabha, why can't we come?" Without a doubt, it was You Long's voice. You Long slowly walked over and said to Zhou Qiang, "We're all good brothers, why didn't you tell me you were in trouble? You made me travel all the way to Beijing to find you. You really shouldn't have done that. If I weren't a Buddhist, I would definitely scold you. Amitabha, my apologies."

Zhang Xiaolong glanced at the bandage around Zhou Qiang's waist and said with a mature expression, "If it could hurt you, that filthy thing must be quite something. You're not a kid anymore, if you can't beat it, just run. Why risk your life like that!" Risking his life was Zhou Qiang's nature, but this time, he really did run, and ran so pathetically. He sighed. Seeing Zhou Qiang's embarrassed expression, You Long quickly comforted him, "Brother Qiang, don't put all the blame on your own. Don't forget we brothers are here. As the saying goes, three cobblers are equal to one Zhuge Liang. I don't believe the three of us can't take that thing down."

Suddenly, two more figures approached from a distance, saying, "Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong! Junior Brother You Long, you're wrong. It should be the four of us plus a genuine Tibetan Mastiff." The Tibetan Mastiff, Zhui Ming, excitedly jumped to show off its strength, hearing its master praising it. Zhou Qiang's feelings were extremely complicated. On one hand, he was very happy that everyone had come to help him; on the other hand, he had witnessed Qi Yi Mo's abilities firsthand, and this time he might very well implicate his friends. This was something Zhou Qiang didn't want to see. However, happiness overcame his worry, and Zhou Qiang said with a roguish grin, "Haha, Zi Jun has come with his stray dog too!"

Qi Zijun knew Zhou Qiang was joking and laughed it off. But the Tibetan Mastiff, Zhuiming, heard itself being called a stray dog and started whimpering. Suddenly, it pounced and pinned Zhou Qiang to the ground. Zhang Xiaolong panicked and quickly said, "Zijun, why aren't you stopping your mastiff?" Qi Zijun chuckled, pointed at Zhou Qiang on the ground, and said nothing. Zhuiming then stuck out its large tongue and licked Zhou Qiang's face, and no matter how much Zhou Qiang struggled, he couldn't break free. Zhang Xiaolong said self-deprecatingly, "So, it turns out I was just meddling. I never thought a mastiff would joke around like that." He glanced at Qi Zijun, who was standing by and watching, "Like master, like servant." Qi Zijun didn't take it seriously and asked, feigning seriousness, "How about letting Zhuiming lick you too?" Zhang Xiaolong quickly waved his hand and said with a forced smile, "Hehe, no need."

As the group laughed and joked, a taxi sped past, kicking up a cloud of dust. Zhou Qiang and the others choked on the dust, and Qi Zijun cursed, "How can taxi drivers here be so rude? Can't they drive a little slower?" Suddenly, the taxi stopped and began to reverse. The group was startled. Zhang Xiaolong said, "How could that be? Did the taxi driver hear what Zijun said and come back to settle scores with us?" As he spoke, Zhang Xiaolong rolled up his sleeves. "Haven't had a fight in a while. I'll stretch my muscles today." With that, he angrily charged forward. Zhou Qiang shook his head and laughed, "This kid, still so impulsive!" Hearing this, Qi Zijun and You Long's gazes lingered on Zhou Qiang, looking somewhat uncomfortable. He finally understood what was going on; it seemed his temper was much more impulsive than Zhang Xiaolong's.

The taxi stopped, and two burly men got out. Zhang Xiaolong, who had been angry, turned to joy and exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Tianba!" It was Wei Tianba and the taxi driver who got out. Wei Tianba shuddered at the sound of Zhang Xiaolong's sycophantic words and said to him, "How have you been, Xiaolong? Wait for me a moment." He then waved to Zhou Qiang and the others.

The taxi driver opened the trunk, and together with Wei Tianba, they unloaded a coffin. The driver complained, "Brother, you've made me carry a corpse all the way. It's so unlucky. You can't just not give me more money." Actually, Wei Tianba had already agreed on the price beforehand and paid after getting in the car. As a reclusive member of the corpse-transporting sect, Wei Tianba had few friends, and he believed no one would like to be friends with someone who frequently transported corpses. Wei Tianba could only make a living with his meager earnings. He had only brought enough for the round trip; if he were to give the driver more money now, he would have no choice but to walk back.

Seeing Wei Tianba's troubled expression, Zhang Xiaolong said to the persistent taxi driver, "Hey, you're such a hassle. Here, take it." He then took something out of his pocket and placed it in the driver's hand. The taxi driver looked at the two copper coins in his hand and said, "Can this even be used?" Zhang Xiaolong shook his head and said, "These copper coins could fetch at least two thousand yuan at the antique market. If you don't want them, just take them." Hearing that he could sell them for money, the taxi driver got into the car with a forced smile and drove away. Wei Tianba said gratefully, "Thank you so much, Xiaolong, for your generosity." Zhang Xiaolong waved his hand and said, "Hey, Brother Tianba, don't be so polite. Those copper coins weren't worth much; I lied to him. Otherwise, would he have been able to leave?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Zijun and You Long shifted their gaze from Zhou Qiang to Zhang Xiaolong. They thought to themselves, "I never expected that Zhang Xiaolong, who usually seems so honest and simple, would lie." Zhou Qiang looked at Wei Tianba, and the two nodded to each other amicably. Zhou Qiang said, "If that's the case, my dear junior brother should be arriving soon."

A burst of laughter came from behind. "You know me, Senior Brother!" Xie Qifeng's arrival seemed to be exactly what Zhou Qiang had expected. After spending so much time with Xie Qifeng, the two had developed a deep understanding. However, they hadn't yet reached the level of understanding Xie Qifeng and Qian Qiuyue. Zhou Qiang looked at Qian Qiuyue in Xie Qifeng's arms and said with a smile, "Your eyes are healed now too." At this moment, Qian Qiuyue was less arrogant and more expressive. She glanced at Xie Qifeng, then turned to Zhou Qiang and said, "This is all thanks to Qifeng." As she spoke, her face flushed, and she rested her head on Xie Qifeng's shoulder.

A commotion in the distance interrupted their intimate moment. Zhou Qiang immediately spotted Liu Jincai's black-clad bodyguards and hurriedly said to everyone, "Come with me, we can't stay here any longer." With that, the group disappeared into the darkness with lightning speed. The most helpless one was Wei Tianba, who was panting heavily while carrying such a large coffin on his back.

In the distance, the black-clad bodyguards searched and shouted, "Zhou Qiang, where are you?" The leader of the bodyguards pleaded desperately, "Young master, spare us! Come out quickly! Otherwise, we'll be sleeping on the streets tonight!" ===================================================================================== Chapter 30: The Plan - Yi Ge's Spirit - Collected and organized by

Seeing a hotel nearby, Wei Tianba quickly shouted, "Everyone, stop running! I can't run anymore. Let's hide inside." The others then noticed Wei Tianba was covered in sweat and smiled sheepishly. Inside the hotel, Zhou Qiang recounted the whole story of how Liu Jincai had helped him. Zhang Xiaolong scoffed, "I never imagined you two brothers had helped others rob tombs!" Zhou Qiang chuckled dismissively and said, "Let's get back to the point." With a beckoning gesture, everyone leaned closer. Zhou Qiang lowered his voice and said, "This time, we're dealing with the Demon King of the Chaotic Demons, Qi Yi Mo." He then told everyone the story of Qi Yi Mo, and everyone was shocked. Only You Long clasped his hands together and murmured, "Amitabha, this is a case of 'the one who tied the knot must untie it.'"

Zhou Qiang subconsciously touched his injured ribs and said, "I'm not exaggerating. This Qi Yi Mo's skills are simply not on the same level as the other three Hun Shi Mo. He almost killed me with just a few punches and kicks. I hope everyone will bring out their sect's best techniques to deal with him this time." Wei Tianba chuckled and patted the coffin, saying contemptuously, "Of course. I even brought our family's ancestral Corpse King. Are we afraid of Qi Yi Mo?" Wei Tianba had never fought Hun Shi Mo before, so he naturally didn't know Qi Yi Mo's abilities, but Zhou Qiang, Xie Qifeng, Zhang Xiaolong, and Qi Zijun had all suffered greatly at his hands. Seeing everyone still so dejected, Wei Tianba's mood also grew heavy.

Zhou Qiang glanced at the pitch-black night outside the window, stood up, and said tremblingly, "This time, we must find a way to eliminate the Qi Yi Demon. The person who released the Qi Yi Demon is the same mysterious person who released the other Chaos Demons. Their target isn't our Supernatural Sect, but all of China." Hearing this, everyone gasped. What was this all about? How was it connected to China? Seeing everyone's confused expressions, Zhou Qiang explained, "The mysterious person is from Taiwan. Their purpose in releasing the Qi Yi Demon was to assassinate high-ranking officials in Beijing, causing internal strife on mainland China, and then launching an attack from Taiwan while they were off guard." Xie Qifeng said angrily, "The mainland and Taiwan are one family. Why resort to violence?"

Mainland China and Taiwan are like two young children fighting over ownership of the living room in their home. The younger brother, unable to defeat the older brother, runs back to his bedroom. But no matter how much they fight, the property deed still lists their father as the owner, and they still share the same surname—they are one family. In other words, if the older brother truly wanted to drive the younger brother away, how could he possibly leave him a bedroom? As time goes by, the brothers' conflict should fade away, and their relationship should deepen. As for Taiwan's alleged rebellious intentions, that's merely the malicious intent of a few individuals.

A few soft knocks sounded at the door. Zhou Qiang opened it and saw Liu Jincai. Liu Jincai looked around at the room full of people, startled at first, then frowned like an older brother and scolded Zhou Qiang, "Brother Zhou, why are you running?! What if you get hurt? Do you know how worried I was about you?" Zhou Qiang was an only child. Whenever he was bullied as a child, he always hoped for an older brother to protect him. This time, his wish had come true. Zhou Qiang replied, "Brother, I understand."

Xie Qifeng stood up and greeted Liu Jincai. Since Xie Qifeng was there, it seemed that everyone in the room wasn't a bad person. Despite Liu Jincai's enthusiastic invitation, everyone politely declined. Just as Liu Jincai was feeling awkward, Zhou Qiang asked, "Brother, did you bring the Qi Yi Jing?" Liu Jincai said "Oh," took the Qi Yi Jing from his pocket, handed it to Zhou Qiang, and said with a smile, "Hehe, I always carry such a precious thing with me. It would be so unfair to you two brothers if I lost it." After the incident at Liu Chan's tomb, Liu Jincai truly considered these two fellow disciples of the Qi Yi School as his own brothers. Then Xie Qifeng asked curiously, "Brother Cai, how did you know we were staying here?"

Liu Jincai zipped up his jacket and said, "The hotel owner is an old friend of mine. During the few hours Zhou Qiang was missing, I called every number on my phone. If you see any bad boys in green cotton-padded jackets, stop them." Then Liu Jincai's eyes drifted to the coffin. "Has anyone ever seen a hotel owner let you bring a coffin into their shop?" Wei Tianba lowered his head in embarrassment. Liu Jincai opened the door and turned to everyone, saying, "Now that Zhou Qiang is with you, I feel much more at ease. Come find me after you've finished dealing with things, and I'll take you all home. Okay, that's all for now. I'm going back to rest; I have an important client meeting at the company tomorrow morning. Oh, I forgot to tell you, you can stay in any room at this hotel; I've already spoken to the owner. I'm leaving now." He then walked out.

Zhou Qiang pulled up a chair and sat down, saying to everyone, "Alright, let's get back to the main topic. Let's think about how to deal with Qi Yi Mo!" Xie Qifeng, being a city dweller, spoke first: "I don't think it's a good idea for all of us to go to the Gathering Yin Point to find Qi Yi Mo. This is Beijing, the capital. If so many of us go in together, firstly, the space inside the house is small, which will severely limit our spells. Secondly, if there's fighting noise inside, the neighbors will definitely call the police, and we'll be unable to defend ourselves in the police station. They might even charge us with burglary and murder, and we'll all be finished."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Zhou Qiang said, "How about I use the Soul-Guiding Incense to lure the Qi Yi Demon over?" Qi Zijun scratched his face and said, "The Qi Yi Demon is different from other ghosts. None of us have seen its abilities yet. Besides, you just said it was a demon raised by your Qi Yi ancestor. I think it knows more about Qi Yi sect magic than you do. What if we fail to lure it over and end up harming you?" Zhou Qiang made a face at Qi Zijun and said confidently, "Don't worry about that. I'll use Qi Yi magic, and the Qi Yi Demon will definitely be curious to see who's using it." As for the reason, only Tai Jingke and Zhou Qiang knew.

"Alright then," You Long said, "Let's find an open space first." He then turned to Zhang Xiaolong and asked, "Xiaolong, does your sect have any formations that prevent ghosts from entering and never leaving?" Zhang Xiaolong slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Of course! I just learned the Eight Trigrams Formation!" His face darkened slightly, "But this formation requires me to keep performing incantations; I can only last half an hour at most." Zhang Xiaolong's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible. Zhou Qiang walked to Zhang Xiaolong's side, patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and said, "You mean you'll deal with the Qi Yi Demon within half an hour? Hehe, no problem." He then glanced at Xie Qifeng's expression.

Xie Qifeng nodded and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, even if you die, I'll die with you." Qian Qiuyue seemed to be losing Xie Qifeng, and quickly grabbed his shoulders, saying, "I'll die with you too!" Zhou Qiang hated sentimental, mushy words, and turned his gaze to Qi Zijun. Qi Zijun felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and quickly said, "Alright, alright, stop looking at me. I'll naturally have a way to deal with Qi Yimo." As he spoke, Qi Zijun shook the light cylinder in his hand, which contained fragments of the Great Treasury Mystic Scripture.

Zhang Xiaolong spoke first, "The Maoshan Sect has always been a righteous sect. Exorcising demons is our duty. Leave the Bagua formation to me." You Long shook his head, gazing helplessly at the ceiling as he uttered a Buddhist saying, "If I don't go to hell, who will?" The intention was clear: in Zhou Qiang's words, it was a fight to the death, either he or she. You Long simply phrased it more tactfully. Wei Tianba placed a hand on the coffin lid on the bed and said, "I'll listen to you. You're the King of the Supernatural!"

“Since everyone is so confident and has already discussed their strategy, let’s act tomorrow night. But I have a question: who will be sleeping with Wei Tianba tonight?” Zhou Qiang said with a smile. With two 'whoosh' sounds, everyone vanished from the room except for Wei Tianba and Zhou Qiang. Wei Tianba chuckled, a sinister smile playing on his lips. “Heh heh, you’re the King of the Supernatural, you shouldn’t mind sleeping next to a corpse, right?”

With a 'bang,' the door opened, and Zhou Qiang was gone. ====================================================================================== Chapter 31: Fighting the Demon in the Dead of Night - Yi Ge's Spirit - Collected and organized by

As the sun peeked overhead, everyone was still sound asleep. But some, like Zhou Qiang and his group, couldn't sleep. They were making thorough preparations for the duel that night. Thanks to the skills of Liu Jincai's twenty-odd bodyguards, he quickly found a secluded grove of trees on the outskirts of Beijing, a place where the duel wouldn't disturb the nearby residents. After a day of setting up the trap and laying the ambush, they could say they had succeeded. Zhou Qiang looked at the dark sky and said to Liu Jincai, "Brother Liu, thank you. You should take your men back now. It'll be dark soon, and it's not safe for you to stay here; it might even backfire." Liu Jincai chuckled and said, "Alright, alright, I know. I'm leaving now." With a wave of his hand, the twenty-odd exhausted bodyguards scurried into the car, which sped off into the night.

Zhou Qiang looked back at everyone, but Zhang Xiaolong and Qian Qiuyue were nowhere to be seen. Everyone seemed to sense Zhou Qiang's confusion. Xie Qifeng said, "Xiaoyue has only just recovered, so I didn't bring her. Her presence would only be a burden." Wei Tianba stepped forward and said to Zhou Qiang, "Xiaolong went to set up the formation. He's waiting for our call to begin the ritual." Zhou Qiang hummed in agreement, squatted in the center of the clearing in the woods, took out a stick of incense to guide the soul, lit it, and muttered incantations. The incense emitted a unique fragrance, drifting further and further away on the wind.

Finally, it drifted to the neighborhood containing the Yin energy point, and also reached Qi Yimo's nose. Qi Yimo was sitting on the sofa with Tai Jingke, discussing their next target for assassination, when suddenly a fragrance wafted in. Qi Yimo smiled faintly and said, "Which damned thing is summoning my soul?" With that, he lightly tapped his finger, and the glass coffee table shattered instantly.

The incense sticks on the ground snapped with a loud crack! This was the first time Zhou Qiang, in all his years in the business, had encountered something like this. Not only him, but everyone felt a sense of foreboding. Even the King of the Supernatural's magic had been exposed; what chance did they, insignificant as they were, have? Xie Qifeng stepped forward and asked, "Senior Brother, could it be that the Qi Yi Demon broke the incense sticks and refuses to show itself?" Zhou Qiang shook his head solemnly and replied, "No, it will definitely show itself!" Although no one knew why Zhou Qiang said this, they still believed him.

Inside the residential area, Tai Jingke stared wide-eyed and asked, "What? You're going to deal with the person who summoned you?" Qi Yimo replied gravely, "The person who summoned me can actually use Qi Yi Technique. I'd like to see who's so capable!" Since Qi Yimo had said that, Tai Jingke felt embarrassed to stop him, after all, he needed Qi Yimo to complete that impossible task. He quickly dressed and followed Qi Yimo out the door.

You Long glanced at the sky, then walked over to Zhou Qiang and complained, "An hour has passed, is that 'Troublemaker' coming or not? Waiting here isn't going to solve anything!" Suddenly, the Tibetan Mastiff, Zhui Ming, bristled, its fur standing on end, and it growled loudly. Qi Zijun and Zhou Qiang shouted in unison, "They're here! Everyone be careful!" Wei Tianba had already pulled out his phone, ready to go. A moment later, two swaggering figures appeared ahead. Wei Tianba, experienced in walking at night, had sharper eyesight than most; he spotted them immediately and signaled Zhang Xiaolong.

As the figure drew closer, everyone gasped. The figure before them was none other than Qi Yi Mo, while Tai Jingke beside him was practically ignored. A multicolored ghostly face, flowing white hair, and a long white robe—this was Qi Yi Mo's attire. What truly made Qi Yi Mo formidable was that everyone could see him without needing to use their Heavenly Eye, Wisdom Eye, or Heavenly Intelligence, proving that the concentration of Yin energy emanating from him had overwhelmed the constant flow of Yang energy around him. Qi Yi Mo tilted his head, dismissively saying to Zhou Qiang, "It's you again? You're such an indestructible fly." He then looked at the crowd, "Not only did you impersonate someone from the Qi Yi Sect, but you also brought along some fake lamas and fake monks to deceive me. You deserve to die!"

Everyone was completely bewildered. What did they mean by "people of the Qi Yi Sect"? What were these fake lamas and fake monks?! Suddenly, the eight trees beside the open space began to shake violently, then formed a naturally connected Bagua (Eight Trigrams) array with a yellow light. Tai Jingke panicked and shouted, "Oh no! We've fallen into a trap! Demon King, let's run!" Qi Yi Demon frowned, and said with a half-smile, "Oh, you're quite something, actually using Taoist magic to trap me. I'll have some fun with you today."

The next day, Zhang Xiaolong circled the clearing in the middle of the woods, pointed to a few trees ahead, and said to the burly bodyguards beside him, "Go over there and cut these down!" With Liu Jincai supervising in the car, the dozen or so bodyguards dared not disobey, and quickly cut down the extra trees.

In the center of the forest, a natural Bagua (Eight Trigrams) formation had been formed. Zhang Xiaolong took out his treasured chicken-blood coins, which he had kept for many years, and buried them under several trees at the base of the formation. These chicken-blood coins were copper coins that had been soaked in chicken blood for years. Chicken blood, including human blood, has the strongest Yang energy, and when combined with the Yang energy of the flowing coins, it was a double dose of Yang. The base of the formation connected the points of the Bagua diagram, and the coins could connect the entire Bagua. Every formation of the Maoshan School has a "formation eye," which represents the caster and is also the formation's weakness. Zhang Xiaolong carefully buried a copper coin in the very center of the forest clearing, and then ran into the forest to bury another one. To set up the formation and perform the spell, Zhang Xiaolong needed to set up a formation eye inside the formation, and also set up formation eyes at the casting points outside the formation. The outer formation eyes would connect to the inner formation, allowing him to remotely supply power to the Bagua formation. The reason Zhang Xiaolong did not appear was because he was currently performing a ritual in the woods to maintain the Bagua formation.

Qi Yimo vanished with a whoosh, leaving only Tai Jingke fighting alone. Qi Zijun commanded, "Zhuiming, attack! Kill this scoundrel!" The Tibetan Mastiff Zhuiming, upon receiving its master's order, pounced immediately. Tai Jingke, having hastily followed Qi Yimo, had even forgotten to bring his spellcasting tools. However, thanks to his decades of training, he was able to evade the Mastiff's attacks. A chase ensued between man and dog.

Zhou Qiang looked around and shouted, "Everyone be careful, Qi Yimo is gone!" Suddenly, a mouth whispered in his ear from behind, "I'm here." Then, another mouth whispered in his ear from behind, "I knew you were here." Qi Yimo turned around and saw the bald monk You Long. Qi Yimo didn't dare to think too much and kicked You Long with his back leg. Buddhism teaches not to kill, so You Long's defense was many times stronger than his attack. You Long leaned back and used the silver bowl in his hand to block Qi Yimo's foot. However, You Long was still a little careless. Although he blocked the kick, it still sent him tumbling. You Long did a somersault and looked at the silver bowl in his hand. There was a footprint on it. Enraged, You Long threw the silver bowl to the ground.

Qi Yi Mo turned around and saw Zhou Qiang already hiding to the side. Just as Qi Yi Mo was about to drift towards Zhou Qiang, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder from behind. The owner of that hand said, "Hey, buddy. If you've got the guts, come at me. Don't bully my injured senior brother." Without turning his head, Qi Yi Mo used an elbow strike. Xie Qifeng ducked and dodged, then punched Qi Yi Mo in the stomach. This punch used all of Xie Qifeng's strength and landed solidly on Qi Yi Mo's lower back. Qi Yi Mo turned around, scratching his lower back with both hands, and said to Xie Qifeng with a grin, "Tian Yin Xing? You also stole the Qi Yi Sect's magic? You deserve to die!" Xie Qifeng gasped. He hadn't expected that Qi Yi Mo, despite using all his strength, would treat it like a mere tickle.

After thinking for a moment, Xie Qifeng shouted to Wei Tianba in the distance, "You hold the line for me for now." He then ran to a corner and took out three incense sticks, intending to use the Qi-Absorbing Yin Technique. This was quite different from the Yin-Gathering Technique Xie Qifeng usually used. The Yin-Gathering Technique would increase the Yin energy in Xie Qifeng's body, while the Yin-Absorbing Technique would make Xie Qifeng's body stronger. One was about gathering Qi, the other about absorbing Yin; the two needed to be distinguished.

Wei Tianba yelled at Qi Yimo, "Old monster, get over here! I'll show you what I'm made of!" This actually worked on Qi Yimo. He muttered, "No human or ghost has ever dared to speak to me like that. You're the first, and the last." With that, he charged towards Wei Tianba. When Qi Yimo was about five meters away from Wei Tianba, Wei Tianba, seeing his opportunity, pulled out a resurrection talisman and stuck it on the ground, chanting, "A final burst of energy, a return to life! By the command of the Supreme Lord Laozi, rise!"

During the incantation, Qi Yimo had already reached Wei Tianba's face, waving his scale-covered claw and saying, "Boy, let's see what tricks you're up to!" At that crucial moment, with a 'bang,' an arm emerged from the ground beneath Wei Tianba's feet, grabbing Qi Yimo's ankle and dragging him to the ground. Wei Tianba quickly rolled away, dodging Qi Yimo, secretly relieved. This time, Qi Yimo was truly alarmed. He stood up and pulled the person holding his ankle out of the ground. Unexpectedly, he pulled out a coffin. The coffin lid suddenly fell, revealing a hideous zombie standing before Qi Yimo's face. Qi Yimo murmured curiously, "What is this?" Qi Yimo had been sealed away long ago, before the Taoist sects had branched into Maoshan, Qingwei, Zhengyi, Sanqing, and the Corpse-Driving Sect. Therefore, he didn't recognize this inhuman creature at all.

Zhang Xiaolong wasn't the only one who set up the ambush; Wei Tianba was too. Earlier that day, Wei Tianba had added a trap to Zhang Xiaolong's Bagua Formation. He dug a pit slightly towards the center of the formation, placed the coffin containing the Corpse King inside, and lightly covered it with soil. His plan was to use himself as bait to unleash the Corpse King on Qi Yi Mo when he was off guard. However, the outcome was completely different from what he expected. Not only did he fail to subdue Qi Yi Mo, he also enraged him. It was a classic case of overreaching. ======================================================================================= Chapter 32: Invincible Under Heaven - The Spirit of Brother Yi - Collected and compiled by

Wei Tianba spat and took out the Soul-Capturing Bell, shaking it. Upon hearing the bell, the Corpse King leaped out of the coffin. Qi Yimo was puzzled, wondering what this thing was. Judging from its appearance, it didn't seem human, and it was even hopping around. However, this thing was definitely not human, as it didn't possess any human aura. Facing the Corpse King whose nature was unknown, Qi Yimo didn't underestimate it. He stepped forward and punched the Corpse King to the ground. Wei Tianba shook the Soul-Capturing Bell again, and the Corpse King stood up once more.

On the other side, as his strength waned, Tai Jingke could no longer run. The Tibetan Mastiff, Zhuiming, pounced on Tai Jingke, pinning him to the ground and biting his shoulder, causing Tai Jingke to cry out in pain. Zhou Qiang, watching from the sidelines, quickly said to Qi Zijun, "Ziming, tell him to stop! Don't kill him!" Qi Zijun nodded, whistled, and the Tibetan Mastiff, Zhuiming, obediently climbed off Tai Jingke, still carrying a piece of human flesh in its mouth. Tibetan Mastiffs are different from other dogs; other dogs bite and then let go, but Tibetan Mastiffs possess an untamed wildness; if they bite a person, they will definitely tear off a piece of flesh. Readers are advised not to try this out themselves.

Tai Jingke clutched his bleeding shoulder, trying to stand up. Zhou Qiang walked over, squatted down, and said with a grin, "Don't worry, we won't kill you. Just rest here." He handed him a small wad of tissue paper. "Quickly wipe the blood off." Looking at Zhou Qiang's innocent expression, Tai Jingke was dumbfounded. He couldn't see through Zhou Qiang at all, and his resolve was now slightly wavering. After saying this, Zhou Qiang walked towards Qi Zijun, while Tai Jingke was only closely guarded by the Tibetan Mastiff, Zhui Ming. If Tai Jingke tried to escape, he would surely lose another piece of his flesh.

On the other side, Qi Yimo was also enraged. He roared and charged towards the Corpse King. At the same time, Wei Tianba frantically shook the Soul-Capturing Bell in his hand, the sound growing increasingly rapid. Hearing the bell, the Corpse King leaped in front of Qi Yimo and bit his neck. With nearly a thousand years of cultivation, the Corpse King could at least injure Qi Yimo. The Corpse King couldn't suck Qi Yimo's blood, but it absorbed a small amount of Yin energy, reducing Qi Yimo's magic power. At this moment, Qi Yimo remained silent, took a step back, and grabbed the Corpse King's two arms. With a 'ripping' sound, the Corpse King was torn in two by Qi Yimo.

"Huh? How could this be?" Wei Tianba hadn't expected Qi Yimo to be so powerful, and the Soul-Capturing Bell in his hand immediately fell to the ground. Just as Wei Tianba was shocked, Qi Yimo had already strode towards him. You Long shouted, "Watch out!" In the blink of an eye, You Long blocked Wei Tianba's path, chanting an incantation and using the Buddhist Vajra Shield. With a 'thud,' a large, semi-transparent yellow bell suddenly descended from the sky around You Long and Wei Tianba. Qi Yimo's eyes lit up. So it was the Buddhist Vajra Shield. Since he couldn't break through, he might as well not waste his energy. With that thought, Qi Yimo turned to look at the others.

Suddenly, Xie Qifeng grabbed Qi Yimo. Having used the Yin-Sucking Forbidden Technique, Xie Qifeng was indeed different; he stuck to Qi Yimo like a sticky rice cake. Xie Qifeng immediately shouted, "Don't just stand there, get him!" Wei Tianba, seeing this, said, "I'll help too!" He then grabbed one of Qi Yimo's legs. Wei Tianba was truly loyal and courageous; currently, he had no magical weapons or techniques to use, and could only fight with his own body. You Long gritted his teeth and said, "Me too!" He ran over, put the Buddhist beads around his neck on Qi Yimo, and squatted down to hug Qi Yimo's other leg.

Seeing this as a perfect opportunity, Qi Zijun quickly took out a fragment of the Great Treasury of Mysterious Scripture, intending to wrap it around Qi Yimo. Just as she reached Qi Yimo, he suddenly opened his mouth wide, extending a long, bright red tongue that violently pierced Qi Zijun's chest. Qi Zijun coughed up blood with a "pfft." Everyone cried out in unison, "Zijun!" Qi Zijun smiled, raised her head, and slowly placed the Great Treasury of Mysterious Scripture over Qi Yimo's tongue, then quietly closed her eyes. With a long "oh," the Tibetan Mastiff charged desperately towards Qi Yimo.

Suddenly, Zhou Qiang blocked the Tibetan Mastiff's path. Looking at the Mastiff's grief-stricken eyes, Zhou Qiang wiped away his tears and said, "Let me handle this!" He then swiftly turned and charged towards Qi Yi Mo. Qi Yi Mo's eyes lit up, focusing on the purple light emanating from Zhou Qiang. He thought: "My ancestor once told me I would be defeated by a guy with purple aura. Could it be him?" With that thought, Qi Yi Mo used all his Yin energy, blasting Wei Tianba, You Long, Xie Qifeng, and the still-uncertain Qi Zijun away. The three were too weak to stand, and could only await their fate.

Qi Yimo lunged at Zhou Qiang, but Zhou Qiang nimbly dodged. As Zhou Qiang sidestepped, a Yin-Yang snake darted out from his robes and bit Qi Yimo's eye. Qi Yimo cried out in pain, and taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhou Qiang swiftly stabbed Qi Yimo in the abdomen. In a flash, Qi Yimo slammed the Yin-Yang snake to the ground and kicked Zhou Qiang aside. At this point, Zhou Qiang's consciousness was already fading.

Qi Yimo exhaled and said, "Dealing with you flies has actually injured me!" He glanced at the surrounding Bagua formation and walked towards its core. Qi Yimo sneered, "Every Taoist formation has a way to break it. It's not that I don't know that, I just wanted to play around with you. Forgive me, you Taoist sorcerer!" Qi Yimo then slammed his hand on the core of the formation. A copper coin emerged from the ground and shattered with a 'crack'.

So, Zhang Xiaolong in the distance is also...? No one dared to think any further. Zhou Qiang slowly stood up, wiping the sticky blood from the corner of his mouth, and muttered with half-open, half-closed eyes, "I'm going to kill you." At this moment, Zhou Qiang was completely drained of energy; these words clearly enraged Qi Yi Mo. Qi Yi Mo mocked Zhou Qiang, saying, "You? A guy pretending to be a successor of our Qi Yi Sect thinks he can kill me? I think you'd better—" Before he could finish, Qi Yi Mo's gaze had already fallen on the small bottle in Zhou Qiang's hand.

Zhou Qiang gave a weak laugh and said, "Jackie Chan, let's die together!" With that, he smashed the small bottle with a 'bang.' A plume of black smoke appeared on the bottle, gradually forming the malevolent ghost Jackie Chan. Qi Yi Mo took a step back. Could he also possess the art of raising ghosts? All these signs pointed to Zhou Qiang's ability to use Qi Yi techniques, but Qi Yi Mo wouldn't believe it without seeing real "evidence."

Zhou Qiang said weakly, "Jackie Chan, go!" He then strode towards Qi Yi Mo like a drunkard. Sha Gui Jackie Chan charged forward, but for Sha Gui Jackie Chan, dealing with Qi Yi Mo was like a moth drawn to a flame. Qi Yi Mo grabbed Sha Gui Jackie Chan by the neck, causing him excruciating pain. Zhou Qiang looked at his injured brothers around him, then at Jackie Chan, and cried out, "Let him go! Let him go right now!" Qi Yi Mo pinched Sha Gui Jackie Chan hard and disdainfully threw him to the ground. He then slowly walked towards Zhou Qiang, saying as he went, "You really have guts. If the Qi Yi Sect had a successor like you, it would be a blessing. Unfortunately..." Qi Yi Mo's face twisted into a ferocious grin, "...unfortunately, you impersonated someone from our Qi Yi Sect. You truly deserve to die." With that, he kicked Zhou Qiang far away.

The instant Zhou Qiang floated in the air, a scripture fell from his arms. Qi Yi Mo stared at it and exclaimed in surprise, "The Qi Yi Scripture?" As the wind blew, the pages of the Qi Yi Scripture were turned open. Scenes from thousands of years ago suddenly appeared on the scripture.

Qi Yi Mo, shackled and handcuffed, walked ahead. Suddenly, the patriarch of the Qi Yi sect blocked their path, fought Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and forcibly took Qi Yi Mo away. Back at the patriarch's house, the patriarch kindly asked, "What is your name?" Qi Yi Mo shook his head. The patriarch nodded, stroked his long beard, and said, "Heaven is square and earth is round; you shall be called Fang Yuan (Square and Round)!" Qi Yi Mo asked, puzzled, "May I ask why you saved me, sir?" The patriarch chuckled and replied, "The righteous energy of heaven and earth is my only concern. I will do as I please; you don't need to ask why."

The Qi Yi Jing turned another page, revealing this scene. In the dim candlelight, the patriarch was writing something with his head down. The Qi Yi Demon floated over and asked, "Master, what are you writing?" The patriarch looked up and said kindly, "Oh, I'm compiling the Qi Yi Jing. I want to create a sect called the Qi Yi Sect!"

Qi Yi Mo asked again, "What is Qi Yi?" The patriarch looked up to the sky and said, "The so-called Qi refers to the righteous Qi of heaven and earth, and the so-called Yi refers to the changes of all things. Where there is heaven and earth, there is our Qi Yi." Qi Yi Mo was full of admiration for the patriarch and said with a look of admiration, "Master, I will help you." In other words, many of the ghostly Yi techniques of the Qi Yi School were figured out by the patriarch and Qi Yi Mo together.

The Qi Yi Jing turned another page. The patriarch, knowing his days were numbered, instructed the Qi Yi Demon: "Fang Yuan, remember never to harm anyone. Humanity has its own justice; even the worst person will be punished by others, it has nothing to do with you. Remember this well!" Fang Yuan, the Qi Yi Demon, nodded, deeply engraving his patriarch's words in his heart. As mentioned before, the Qi Yi Demon had previously absorbed Yin energy by killing ghosts, without harming humans. Since being released after Shi Wei exchanged his life for his own, and upon hearing of the Qi Yi Sect's annihilation, he flew into a rage and killed the so-called 'murderer' from the capital.

Zhou Qiang crawled over, grabbed the Qi Yi Jing, and carefully placed it in his robes, saying, "This is the treasure of our Qi Yi Sect. No one can take it away. Even if I die, the Qi Yi Jing will not be yours." Qi Yi Mo looked at the people he had defeated one by one and murmured, "Was I wrong? I almost killed the successor of the Qi Yi Sect, and I also wrongly killed so many good people?" As he spoke, he looked up at the sky, "Heavens! What did our Qi Yi Sect do wrong? Why are you making us kill each other?" With that, Qi Yi Mo knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. Gone was his usual domineering self. He said to Zhou Qiang, "Child, I am sorry for you all. I can only atone with my death." After saying that, Qi Yi Mo picked up his right hand and reached into his heart. He pulled out a living heart, smiled peacefully at Zhou Qiang, and then collapsed.

With Qi Yi Mo's abilities, he thought no ghost or human could rival him. However, this time he truly lost, defeated by his promise to his ancestor not to kill. Since Qi Yi Mo was dead, no one could stand, and they all fainted in a daze. === ...

The first thing Zhou Qiang saw when he woke up was Liu Jincai. Liu Jincai excitedly ran out to call the doctor. After a thorough examination of Zhou Qiang, the doctor nodded to Liu Jincai. Zhou Qiang asked, "Brother Liu, what are you doing here?" Liu Jincai sat down next to Zhou Qiang and said, "I was sleeping at home when someone called and told me you guys were injured and in the hospital, and that I should come immediately. So I came."

Zhou Qiang tried to sit up, but Liu Jincai pressed him back down, saying softly, "You need to rest now, don't move around." Zhou Qiang hurriedly asked, "What about my companions?" Liu Jincai liked Zhou Qiang's personality; no matter how badly he was injured, he never forgot his companions. After thinking for a moment, Liu Jincai smiled and said, "They're all in the next room, and they're all fine. Especially the one with the Tibetan Mastiff; I heard his wound was only centimeters away from his heart, that was a close call. We also have to thank the person who called me; if it weren't for him, you'd probably all be done for tonight."

Zhou Qiang frowned, wondering who it could be. Liu Jincai seemed to remember something and said, "Oh right, there's a letter from him under your pillow." He then helped Zhou Qiang take it out from under his pillow. The envelope was unsigned, and Zhou Qiang eagerly tore it open. It was addressed to the leader of the Qi Yi Sect:

Please forgive my mistake. Occupying mainland China was not my intention. I am a soldier, a descendant of the UMNO clan that Chiang Kai-shek brought to Taiwan. Therefore, we UMNO members are sworn to be loyal to Chiang Kai-shek and to Taiwan. Although we have different stances, we all have Chinese blood. Although I am an elder, I am not as sensible as you, a mere child. I am truly ashamed.

Thank you for sparing my life. From that moment on, I truly understood that war solves nothing. You moved me, and to be honest, I really admire you. Please forgive my abrupt departure; I have no face to see you again. I'm going back to Taiwan. I will tell my superiors everything I've experienced, and I want them to know that the people of mainland China are all good people.

It took me and that huge Tibetan Mastiff to take you to the hospital three times. We also took the children who had set up the formation in the woods to the hospital; consider that compensation for my mistake. By the way, our sorcerer sect also knows the art of raising ghosts. I put the evil spirit you raised in a bottle and placed it in your pocket. I also put the Qi Yi Jing and the Yin-Yang Snake in your clothes.

When I arrived at the hospital, I had no money to pay the medical bills. I had to find someone I'd been frequently in contact with on your phone recently, and to my surprise, your friend rushed to the hospital without hesitation. I not only admire your character but also envy the good friends you've made. You've taught me so much. Thank you, Qi Yi Chuanren!

The inscription was signed by Tai Jingke, who felt guilty.

A few days later, everyone had almost fully recovered. Only Qi Zijun was still unable to walk, but that was alright. After all, she owned a Tibetan Mastiff.

The day of parting arrived quickly. At the hospital entrance, the group didn't say much, but embraced. Watching Zhang Xiaolong, Wei Tianba, You Long, and Ziju's departing figures, Zhou Qiang sighed and said, "I wonder when we'll meet again?" Qian Qiuyue helped Xie Qifeng take two steps forward, and Xie Qifeng replied, "There will always be a chance to meet." Zhou Qiang patted his junior brother, who was half a head taller than him, and said, "Hehe, where are you planning to go?" Xie Qifeng smiled sheepishly and said, "My Kongming Fan is still held by the Ghost Doctor. Qian Qiuyue and I will go retrieve it now. What about you? Where are you planning to go, senior brother?"