"Jie Kong, hurry up and chase after her," Smartphone quickly said as he regained his composure. "Oh, and bring some clothes."
"No need, she'll come back obediently soon," Jiang Chen replied with a smile.
"Uh, Benefactor, you might not be aware of the situation. Benefactor Zhao is currently possessed by an Evil Spirit and has lost her sanity. All her actions are dictated by that Evil Spirit. If she escapes, it will be very difficult to find her," Smartphone explained patiently.
Jie Kong chose to ignore Jiang Chen and was about to call his fellow disciples to surround Zhao Lanping when suddenly, Jiang Chen spoke up with a sharp command.
"Zhao Lanping, come back immediately." This time, Jiang Chen's tone was no longer calm; it carried an authoritative edge that demanded attention.
As soon as Jiang Chen's words fell, within seconds, Zhao Lanping returned by climbing over the wall and stood before Jiang Chen like a wooden post.
Jiang Chen's earlier command had made the little ghost inside Zhao Lanping feel a sense of danger, prompting it to flee recklessly. However, against Jiang Chen, even a thousand-year-old evil spirit would have to submit, let alone just a minor ghost.
Since Zhao Lanping was only wearing her undergarments, both Smartphone and Jie Kong averted their eyes out of respect. However, Jiang Chen had no such reservations. He conjured a spiritual talisman in mid-air and directly infused it into Zhao Lanping's body. The little ghost then expelled itself from her, and Jiang Chen exhaled a burst of flame that turned the ghost to ashes.
With the ghost's demise, Zhao Lanping collapsed to the ground, weakened. The connection between her and the ghost meant that its death would have repercussions on her.
This backlash was quite severe. In Southeast Asia, those who could raise little ghosts were often skilled practitioners. When they sold these ghosts, it meant the ghost had changed masters; its future would no longer concern the previous owner but only the new one who bought it.
Had she not encountered Jiang Chen, Zhao Lanping would likely have spent her days in a mental hospital or bedridden.
Although Zhao Lanping had brought this upon herself to some extent, since Jiang Chen had helped her eliminate the ghost, he decided to see it through and hoped she would live a better life from now on.
Jiang Chen infused a stream of Spiritual Energy into Zhao Lanping's body. Gradually, she came back to her senses and noticed she was half-dressed in front of Jiang Chen; she quickly covered her chest.
"Dad? Mom? What happened to me?" Seeing her parents nearby eased her tense heart as she rubbed her head in confusion.
"Lanping, how are you feeling?" Her parents finally snapped back to reality and rushed to support their daughter while asking with both concern and anticipation.
"I'm... I'm fine now," Zhao Lanping replied.
"Smart Master, please lend this young lady a monk's robe," Jiang Chen said with a smile as he noticed that Smartphone and Jie Kong still dared not look directly at Zhao Lanping.
The monk was too rigid in his manners; it wasn't ideal. After all, it was just a physical form; there was no need for such shyness. It seemed that the path of cultivation for High Monks was still long and arduous.
Jie Kong hurriedly fetched a monk's robe for Zhao Lanping to wear before Smartphone finally shifted his gaze back. He hadn't witnessed Jiang Chen's actions but understood that Jiang Chen had already dealt with the little ghost.
"The Old Monk is truly losing his sight, unable to recognize a master like you. I am deeply ashamed," the Smartphone said, looking at Jiang Chen with regret.
To be able to eliminate the little ghost so effortlessly is truly astonishing and commands respect.
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