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As the chant of the Soul Summoning Spell echoed around us, a myriad of rustling sounds began to fill the air. Gradually, many ethereal spirits started to take shape. I chanted along while observing these emerging spirits; they were varied in appearance, mostly lost souls, with very few Vengeful Spirits among them. Compared to the Human Cave, the number of spirits in this area was not as terrifying.
Our Soul Summoning Spell targeted souls with a path to Reincarnation. Although some souls without a Reincarnation path also manifested, they would not respond to the Soul Summoning Spell and remained hesitant in place. A few of the more irritable ones had already begun to bare their teeth, on the verge of becoming agitated.
The number of spirits here was about what we expected, which relieved us all. This area was known for its strong gathering of yin energy; if even such a place had only this many spirits, then other areas would likely pose little danger.
Everyone took their positions. After completing the chant of the Soul Summoning Spell, nearly all the souls with a path to Reincarnation slowly walked into the Summoning Array. Master Xiao, Zhang Chuanzheng, and Liu Zhiqiang sealed the Soul-Trapping Formation. All the spirits began to swirl inside it.
Meanwhile, those without a Reincarnation path gradually faded away into invisibility, leaving only a few Vengeful Spirits still snarling and making terrifying gestures.
With our previous experience in exorcising spirits, our coordination this time was even better. However, due to the presence of those Vengeful Spirits, we had to assign two people to guard against them. Everyone knew that once we began the exorcism, those Vengeful Spirits would recklessly charge forward; they too yearned for Reincarnation but had lost that opportunity.
Once the Soul-Trapping Formation was sealed, the spirits inside could no longer escape. The three of us circled around the spirits that had entered the formation and moved outside it. Meng Biao scattered grains at an opening he created outside the Soul-Trapping Formation, intending to lure any Vengeful Spirits trying to rush in through that spot.
Everyone took their positions. Except for Meng Biao and Mao Ruiliang, everyone else gathered around the Soul-Trapping Formation and began chanting spells for exorcism in unison; even Zhou Hong joined in on the effort.
Meng Biao and Mao Ruiliang stood guard at that opening, wielding Peach Wood Swords and Exorcism Talismans like two gatekeepers.
The abilities of those Vengeful Spirits were not strong, so dealing with them posed no challenge for either of them. For Meng Biao, killing Vengeful Spirits had become second nature; he found such tasks even easier now.
As for feelings towards Shuangshan, Master Xiao and Zhang Chuanzheng didn’t genuinely like her; it was simply a case of rarity being precious—there was only one girl in their team, making her an obvious target for their attention. Moreover, as Taoists, they understood well that pursuing romance was nothing short of a fantasy.
Liu Zhiqiang remained quiet as usual; even after drinking heavily, he only said one thing at the end: “If anyone needs my help with anything, I will certainly do my best.” This sounded polite but was delivered with utmost sincerity.
After enjoying lively conversations and a hearty meal, since everyone came from Wonders from All Corners of the World and had different routes home, we began our final farewells. It was only at this moment that Mao Ruiliang brought up the unsettling factor within our team. Upon mentioning this, there was a brief silence among us. I then took the lead and said, “What’s so unsettling? That Senior Master is just teasing us; our team is flawless.”
We all exchanged smiles and echoed together: “Yes, yes! Flawless! Flawless!” Deep down, we all understood that since we had returned safely, who caused trouble no longer mattered.
Last summer, I met Zhou Hong once. He had already stopped being a Grave Robber because the times were changing, and the demand for this profession was fading away. He was still young and could not cling to a career that had no reason to exist just for the sake of his beliefs; he needed to make a living. During our conversation, he shared a lot, but what he talked about the most was his experience from that incident.
He told me that the Experience was actually his prank. He had a grudge against his senior and the Maoshan sect's master, and he took it upon himself to punish Meng Biao. The wandering spirits that surrounded Wang Xiaolu's tent that first night were summoned by him, merely to test everyone's abilities.
Later, while in the Human Cave, he found an opportunity. He did not know there was a spirit of a Senior Master from the Quanzhen Sect inside. After Meng Biao entered, he followed without hesitation and knocked Meng Biao unconscious from behind. At that moment, he even thought about giving Meng Biao a harsh lesson, but when he was on top of Meng Biao and tried to hit him with a stone, he found himself possessed. His actions were no longer under his control; he couldn't lift the stone, and his punch landed on Meng Biao without causing any pain.
I suddenly realized that the Senior Master possessed Meng Biao to save his life, only to be disrupted by Meng Biao in return. Was this not a case of biting the hand that feeds you?
In the area where Qingzhen Elder fell, he had also secretly dispersed a spirit, provoking its wrath. He spoke about these events calmly, mentioning that when he returned home, his master gave him a severe lesson and told him he was no longer suited for the Corpse Chasing profession. He understood that part of it was due to his mistake this time; however, since it did not lead to serious consequences, such punishment seemed excessive. The most important reason was that the Corpse Chasing industry no longer held any value. If one wished to make a living from it, they would only end up impoverished for life, harming themselves and their families in the process.(THE END)
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