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Wuchang Young Master was momentarily stunned. "Wei Xianjun, Wei Xianjun, yes, this is from Wei Xian Gui. As long as I catch the Soulfish with this, I can achieve Reincarnation. So please, don't stop me." He said joyfully, then tightly gripped the Large Intestine.
Wei Qiuxi stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Leave it to me; I will help you with Reincarnation."
Wuchang Young Master nervously tucked the Large Intestine into his arms. "No, you are no match for Wei Xianjun. If I leave, he won't let me go. I don’t want to... I don’t..."
"In that case, I have no choice but to take action," Wei Qiuxi suddenly moved his hand, preparing to strike. But then his expression changed, and he tilted his head to listen. "What sound is that?"
He noticed that at some point, countless female ghosts in the Blood Pool began to stir, their bodies making a creaking sound like old gears turning. The female ghost leaning against the Blood Pool had placed her hand on it; her knuckles were swollen and rotting from years of soaking in the water, her skin resembling chicken skin. Slowly, one corpse crawled up, followed by another...
All the corpses had been soaked in the water for so long that they were completely decayed. Their faces looked like moldy dough, with long hair hanging down and matted with thick blood plasma. Their eyes were blurred and seemed to merge into their sockets as they stumbled around aimlessly yet somehow gravitated toward Wuchang Young Master and Wei Family Grandfather and Granddaughter.
Wuchang Young Master’s face turned pale with terror; his bulging eyes seemed to pop out like glass balls. "How could this happen? My Soulfish! My Soulfish!"
"This is bad; we've disturbed so many Evil Spirits," Wei Qiuxi said anxiously. "Ning, play the Ink Binding Line."
At this moment, Wuchang Young Master was trembling in fear, muttering to himself, "He’s coming; he’s coming..."
Wei Ning nodded and quickly pulled out the Ink Fight from his pocket, tossing one half to his grandfather. Together they played an Ink Line at the edge of the pool. Sure enough, a golden light appeared on the Ink Binding Line, causing the approaching female ghosts to hesitate and not dare to cross.
What should we do? Although they had temporarily stopped the female ghosts, more were crawling up from the pool. They crowded together as if trying to occupy every inch of the shore without leaving any gaps. The stench was unbearable as countless female ghosts stared at the two of them from outside the Ink Binding Line.
Wei Qiuxi swallowed hard while holding onto Wuchang Young Master. Wei Ning manipulated the Five Emperor Coins spinning above Wuchang Young Master. Both knew they couldn't stay here much longer; it was best to leave quickly.
They cautiously moved along the narrow edge of the pool where there was almost no space between them and the ghosts. The long fingers resembling chicken claws reached out beyond the Ink Binding Line, nearly touching their bodies while the foul odor made it hard for them to breathe.
Wei Ning continuously reinforced the Ink Binding Line, but the Evil Energy grew heavier, and the golden light on the Ink Binding Line dimmed further.
How to get out?
When they emerged from the pool, there was only this one path at the bottom. Now, to return, they could only go back through the pool. However, for some reason, the group of spirits suddenly became restless. Wei Ning opened the Red Umbrella and handed it to Wei Qiuxi, saying, "Grandpa, you use it first."
"What about you?" Wei Qiuxi asked.
"I have my own methods."
Wei Qiuxi knew that Wei Ning was no longer the naive youth he once was. He nodded and took the Red Umbrella from Wei Ning. With one hand holding Wuchang Young Master and the other holding the umbrella, he cautiously stepped out of the Ink Binding Line. Indeed, the female ghosts dared not approach. Wei Qiuxi quickly jumped down.
Wei Ning's hands blossomed like lotus flowers as he swiftly formed several seals, shouting loudly, "Azure Earth Bright, Yin Zhuo Yang Qing, open my spiritual eye, clear distinction between yin and yang, open!"
The Yin-Yang Eye opened.
Wherever Wei Ning looked, the spirits scattered in all directions. Confident now, he quickly followed his grandfather down into the pool. At this moment, there were almost no female ghosts left in the water. Wei Ning took a deep breath and dove in; as he opened his Yin-Yang Eye underwater, the Blood Pool suddenly became clear.
At that moment, Wei Ning discovered that the bottom of the pool was filled with female ghost heads. Their long black hair swayed like aquatic plants at the bottom. Each head had its eyes fixed intently on Wei Ning. Taking a deep breath, he suddenly heard his grandfather shout, "Not good." Following the sound, he saw a pair of bloody hands reaching out from the bottom of the pool to grab his grandfather's feet. Wei Qiuxi was half-submerged in the water, with only half his head above water. He shouted as blood surged into his lungs.
Wei Ning's heart raced with urgency as he quickly swam over and dove to the bottom of the pool. Grabbing tightly onto those bloody hands, he pulled upwards with all his strength. The hands were uprooted as if plucking a tree from the ground, revealing a tangle of black hair entwined beneath.
"No! Get to shore first," Wei Qiuxi urged. At that moment, countless female ghosts also jumped down and swam toward them. Wei Ning tossed aside those hands while supporting his grandfather with one arm and holding Wuchang Young Master with the other. They swam to the opposite shore and saw that where Wei Qiuxi had just been grabbed by the bloody hands was now a dark patch reeking of foulness. Quickly pulling out Cinnabar from his pocket, Wei Qiuxi applied it to his wounds while gasping for breath. "There must be a powerful being controlling these female ghosts; otherwise, this wouldn't be happening."
Wei Ning also felt that these female ghosts were too unusual and said, "What should we do now?"
"Burn them. Burn as many as you can. If you can't burn them all, then it's just my fate," Old Wei replied.
Wei Ning nodded and took out a talisman from his pocket, but the talismans were already stained with blood. He tried to ignite them, but they wouldn't catch fire no matter what he did.
"What should we do?" The female ghosts were getting closer, Wei Ning said anxiously.
Wei Qiuxi said, "You go first. You are a Blood Corpse; these female ghosts fear you and won't dare to harm you."
"And you?" Wei Ning asked urgently.
Wei Qiuxi let out a bitter laugh and said, "I'll take down one if one comes, two if two come. If it's my fate to die, then there's nothing I can do. Wei Ning, when you get out, remember your grandfather's words. Eliminate that bastard Wei Xian Gui for the Wei Family; it would be avenging your grandfather."
Wei Ning shook his head and said, "No, grandfather, I want to stay with you."
At this moment, the female ghosts had already come ashore. Wei Ning used the Ink Binding Line to create a barrier, but Wei Qiuxi shook his head and said, "These female ghosts absorb the malevolence of the earth every day; they cannot be controlled by ordinary demon-slaying tools. This Ink Fight can hold for a while, but it won't last forever."
"Then let it be for a while," Wei Ning replied and stepped out of the Ink Fight's safe zone, walking toward the female ghosts.
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