Chapter 128: A Chaotic Dance of Demons

Su Zhanmi stood at the bow of the ship, watching the approaching port of Hong Kong, his heart filled with a touch of excitement.

Many years ago, when he was still very young, he followed his master, Shan Zhanmi, to learn the art of Jiangtou.

That year, a Hong Kong man named Luo Lie came to ask his master, Shan Zhanmi, to cast a love curse.

After Shan Zhanmi accepted the deposit, he helped Luo Lie cast the Jiangtou, making a wealthy young socialite fall in love with Luo Lie.

But after Luo Lie succeeded, he did not pay Shan Zhanmi the remaining balance, so Shan Zhanmi killed Luo Lie.

However, that socialite, Li Li, learned about the existence of Jiangtou, so she specifically came to find him and asked him to cast a curse.

Shan Zhanmi agreed to the matter and came to Hong Kong to help Li Li cast the curse.

But Shan Zhanmi also coveted Li Li, and in the end, he cast a curse on Li Li to possess her.

Li Li discovered something was wrong and hired a local Hong Kong master to intervene, and the two sides clashed at a construction site.

Originally, that master was no match for Shan Zhanmi, but a Daoist with a youthful face and crane-white hair killed Shan Zhanmi with just a single move.

Later, Su Zhanmi learned that his master, Shan Zhanmi, had died in Hong Kong.

Now, twenty years have passed, and his current abilities are already above those of Shan Zhanmi.

But he dared not set foot in Hong Kong, because many predecessors had died at the hands of Zhang Cheng in Hong Kong.

And he was also clear that his master, Shan Zhanmi, had been killed by Zhang Cheng in one move.

Therefore, he only operated on his own small patch of land in Thailand and never dared to set foot in Hong Kong or other places.

Today, the reason she dared to come to Hong Kong was purely because he had received an invitation from the Hong Kong government.

Since it was an official invitation, he naturally wanted to come to Hong Kong to see what kind of place it was that made so many predecessors unafraid of death, even coming to Hong Kong to venture.

Su Zhanmi looked at the high-rise buildings in the distance, only then understanding what true wealth was.

Su Zhanmi murmured, "Bangkok is simply the countryside compared to Hong Kong; no wonder those old things all want to come to Hong Kong."

"This time, it was Hong Kong that invited me, so that Zhang Cheng surely won't attack me without cause; I must seize this opportunity."

Soon, the ship entered the port, and Su Zhanmi immediately took his things and disembarked; in the passageway, someone bumped directly into Su Zhanmi.

A surge of anger rose in Su Zhanmi's heart, and he immediately glared sideways at the person who bumped into him, carrying a trace of killing intent.

The man who bumped into Su Zhanmi was somewhat bluffing as he said, "Thai guy, what do you want to do? This is Hong Kong."

As soon as Su Zhanmi thought of Zhang Cheng, he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

Seeing that Su Zhanmi did not lash out, the man said with an air of arrogance, "Damn, what a country bumpkin."

Su Zhanmi let out a cold snort, inconspicuously threw a black dot onto the man's body, and then left honestly.

The man suddenly felt his shoulder itching, hurriedly scratched it, and then swaggered off the ship.

However, he felt his shoulder was both painful and itchy, and he said with some confusion, "No way, caught a disease in Thailand? No, I have to go to the hospital to check, damn it."

The man got off the ship and immediately hailed a taxi to the hospital.

Su Zhanmi watched him hurry away, only then letting out a breath in his heart.

He muttered to himself, "Hmph, if it weren't for that person, I would have taken your life today; for now, consider it a lesson."

Having said that, he picked up his things and left the port.

Like Su Zhanmi, over a dozen Jiangtou masters had already arrived, men and women, old and young.

In addition, there were Onmyoji from Japan, priests and sorcerers from Africa and the Americas, and emissaries serving various Western evil gods.

Hong Kong could now be described as a chaotic dance of demons.

Inside the Wanchai Hotel, this was the hotel rented by Baron James to host talented and extraordinary people from all over.

Su Zhanmi had just arrived at the hotel when he discovered that the atmosphere here was extremely tense.

Before he even entered the hotel, he noticed several gazes looking toward him.

Su Zhanmi glanced around casually, then took his things and entered the hotel; he went to the front desk and handed the invitation letter to the attendant.

The attendant immediately issued a door card and said, "Hello, sir. Your room is on the fifth floor, room number 5003. I wish you a pleasant stay."

Su Zhanmi accepted the room card, and then, with the help of a bellhop, arrived at the fifth floor.

Just as he reached the fifth floor, the first door opened, and a woman with a seductive figure walked out; she smiled sweetly and said, "Su Zhanmi, you actually came too? I remember your master died at the hands of that person; aren't you afraid of dying here?"

Su Zhanmi sneered, "Nala, don't think you're safe just because you have a bit of beauty; I hear that person doesn't know how to cherish the fair sex."

Nala laughed softly, "Hehehe, you don't need to worry about that."

Having said that, she closed the door, walked past Su Zhanmi with a smile, and went downstairs.

Su Zhanmi snorted coldly and headed to his room; after putting his things down, he went to the hotel's dining hall.

As soon as he arrived in the hall, he saw many people he recognized, as well as many experts he had heard of in the underworld.

Su Zhanmi found an empty spot to sit down and then observed the others.

He saw Nala accompanying an old man, drinking; he heard Nala say in a coquettish voice, "Oh my, Master Xiong, I didn't expect you to come as well."

Zhang Xiong smiled at the corner of his mouth and said in a raspy voice, "What, you thought I could only hide in Taiwan?"

Nala hurriedly said, "How could that be? Who doesn't know that Master Xiong's skills are superb? I'm just happy that you've returned, Master Xiong."

Zhang Xiong chuckled; he reached out and lifted Nala's chin, saying, "Trying to fish for information? Fine, I'll tell you."

Nala said with a smile, "Master Xiong is overthinking it; I just admire you, Master Xiong."

Master Xiong let go and said, "I returned this time because spiritual energy has appeared in the Wind God Cave on Lamma Island."

Once these words were spoken, the people in the hall quieted down and looked at Zhang Xiong one after another.

An Onmyoji stood up and said, "As expected of Master Xiong, who comes from the Maoshan Sect, to know such information."

Zhang Xiong snorted coldly, "I am no longer a Maoshan disciple, just a castaway expelled from the sect."

Zhang Xiong was originally the most promising disciple of the new generation of the Maoshan Southern Sect; he was sent by the sect to Hong Kong to open a Daoist hall.

As a result, because he was too young and his temperament was unstable, he went astray and dominated a region.

After his actions were learned by Zhang Cheng, he was directly taken down by Zhang Cheng; in the end, it was only because the Southern Sect intervened that Zhang Cheng did not kill Zhang Xiong.

However, Zhang Xiong had also been expelled from Xiang Island by Zhang Cheng and had fled to Bend Island.

This time, he had also been invited back by Baron James.

Zhang Xiong looked around and continued, "I have inside information that the Xiang Island Ghost-Catching Unit discovered a Dharma treasure within God Wind Island; although it is said to be only a spatial Dharma treasure, it does not mean that this is the only one in the cave."

"Perhaps that Shenfeng Cave is the cave dwelling of some enlightened person, and there must be other Dharma treasures, medicinal pills, or cultivation scriptures inside."

"Most importantly, there is still spiritual energy within that Shenfeng Cave that can be used for our cultivation. When I entered the Mao Mountain Sect to cultivate, I was told by my master's sect that this is now the Age of Dharma Decline, and spiritual energy is becoming increasingly thin and may even disappear."

"So I see this Shenfeng Cave as a blessed land of the immortals; being able to cultivate here is truly a great opportunity."

Many people felt a surge of agitation in their hearts upon hearing Zhang Xiong's explanation, but they dared not show it.

As Zhang Xiong looked at the people around him, he sneered inwardly: Lamma Island is the territory of my grand-martial uncle; how could this First Celestial Master not know about the appearance of such a treasure land as Shenfeng Cave?

Now that he is actually letting the foreign devils run wild, I fear there is some trap; it would be better to let these people test it out for me.

Those who understood Zhang Cheng's strength looked at one another, each harboring their own little schemes.

And those who did not know Zhang Cheng's strength all thought about going to Shenfeng Cave to see the situation.

Baron James watched the situation in the hall via closed-circuit television and laughed, "This Zhang Xiong still has a bit of cleverness; it's a pity that they all must be used by me."

David hurriedly flattered him, "These yellow-skinned people are too stupid; Baron, you are the most wise."

Baron James laughed, "Presumably that Zhang Cheng still thinks I know nothing; regardless of what his purpose is, I can just sit firmly on the fishing platform."

Recently, Zhang Wei had been guarding Shenfeng Cave, but he felt that the spiritual energy of Shenfeng Cave was overflowing, which led to an increase in the number of lonely ghosts and wild spirits nearby.

Fortunately, the strength of these lonely ghosts and wild spirits was not strong; even someone as slacker-like as Golden Mikey could drive them away.

On this day, Zhang Wei, Golden Mikey, and the others gathered together.

Golden Mikey complained, "These foreign devils are so damn arrogant; it's clearly us protecting them, yet looking at their appearance, one would think they were the powerful ones."

Miao Zhiwei was also somewhat dissatisfied, and he said, "Pfft, how many more years can these foreign devils be so smug?"

Zhang Wei interjected, "If you are so dissatisfied, then why have you been so diligent these past few days?"

Golden Mikey said with a bitter face, "It's all because of Officer Hu; with him around, I can't slack off even if I want to."

Zhang Wei laughed, "How about this: don't listen to Superintendent Hu. We'll slack off tonight and let that group of foreign devils suffer a bit."

Once Golden Mikey saw that Zhang Wei was taking the lead, he immediately agreed, "Good, I'll listen to Consultant Zhang."

Miao Zhiwei immediately nodded and said, "Senior Brother, I'll listen to you."

Soon, the few of them finished dinner and began their night shift; Zhang Wei performed an 'opening of the light' for them, then found a place where spiritual energy was overflowing to begin cultivating the Heart Sutra.

As for Golden Mikey and the others, they just found a random place to lie down and rest.

By midnight, white mist appeared around Shenfeng Cave, and yin energy permeated the air.

On the outskirts of the camp, many lonely ghosts and wild spirits looked at Shenfeng Cave, their eyes glowing green.

Although Miao Zhiwei was slacking off, he was still watching the camp to avoid any major trouble.

However, seeing dozens of lonely ghosts and wild spirits, his heart was pounding; he spoke to himself in fear, "No way, there are so many; there are more than last night."

He hurriedly reached out and pushed Golden Mikey, saying, "Golden Mikey, hurry up and get up to take a look."

Golden Mikey said with some irritation, "Don't worry about so much; tonight we have to let those foreign devils suffer."

Miao Zhiwei hurriedly said, "That's not it, hurry up and get up to look; the situation tonight seems wrong."

Golden Mikey got up reluctantly, looked toward the direction of the camp, and then said in surprise, "Damn, why are there so many?"

Miao Zhiwei immediately asked, "What should we do? Should we go find my Senior Brother first?"

Golden Mikey hurriedly pushed Chen Hui and the others awake and said, "Hurry, let's go; the situation is a bit wrong."

The group hurriedly set off and soon found Zhang Wei.

As soon as Zhang Wei heard the situation Miao Zhiwei described, he immediately said, "The situation is indeed a bit wrong; the number of these lonely ghosts and wild spirits has indeed increased; I will go take a look."

The group soon returned to the vicinity of the camp, and Miao Zhiwei said in surprise, "The number is even higher than before."

Zhang Wei frowned and thought to himself: It seems these lonely ghosts and wild spirits were all attracted by the overflowing spiritual energy.

Immediately after, Golden Mikey warned, "Consultant Zhang, look quickly, it seems there are evil spirits."

Zhang Wei hurriedly looked over and saw a red-clothed female spirit walking out from among that group of lonely ghosts and wild spirits.

Additionally, there was a small spirit playing with a ball.

Although he could deal with these lonely ghosts and wild spirits and those few evil spirits, the matter had become troublesome.

Once any spirit approached the spiritual energy, it would likely soon turn into a fierce spirit with super-strong power.

He hurriedly said, "Forget about today; first deal with these spirits. If you can take them down, take them down; if you really can't, drive them away if you can. Absolutely do not let them get close to Shenfeng Cave."

Golden Mikey said with a bitter face, "Heaven really isn't helping us."

Miao Zhiwei hurriedly said, "Forget it, we'll teach those foreign devils a lesson next time; let's not stir up trouble."

"Jingle, jingle, jingle."

Just as the group was about to move, they heard the sound of chains rattling in the void.

Zhang Wei hurriedly stopped his steps and asked, "Did you all hear the sound of chains rattling?"

Miao Zhiwei nodded and said, "I heard it too; I thought it was an auditory hallucination."

Golden Mikey said with some panic, "We haven't been hit by some spirit's spell, have we? Trapped inside a barrier."

Zhang Wei's expression was somewhat grave as he said, "Not very likely; my Eight Trigrams Mirror hasn't had the slightest reaction, unless the spirit that came is of the Spirit King level."

Golden Mikey, Miao Zhiwei, and the others all swallowed their saliva, suppressing the fear in their hearts.

Zhang Wei was pondering where the problem lay when Chen Hui seemed to see something; he was trembling all over, pointing into the distance, dumbfounded, and unable to speak.

Seeing Chen Hui in this state, Golden Mikey looked in the direction he was pointing, and then he too was dumbfounded, stuttering and unable to speak.

Now it was Miao Zhiwei's turn; he hurriedly looked into the distance, widened his eyes, and said, "Yin Messengers!"

Upon hearing these two words, Zhang Wei hurriedly looked up and saw a group of Yin Messengers dressed in modern police uniforms holding chains, capturing that group of lonely ghosts, wild spirits, and evil spirits.

They had not expected the Yin Messengers to appear; now they were all locked up by the chains and being dragged away by the Yin Messengers.

Jin Maiji, having come to his senses, said in disbelief, "So the Underworld really exists?"

Chen Hui said with a mournful face, "Ah, then I need to burn more things for my old man."

Miao Zhiwei hurriedly looked at Zhang Wei and asked, "Senior Brother, let's follow them and take a look."

Before Zhang Wei could speak, Jin Maiji was the first to object, "Are you serious? Has water gotten into your brain? You actually want to follow a Yin Messenger; be careful he takes you down to the Underworld too."

Zhang Wei shook his head and said, "The rules of the Underworld are very strict; Yin Messengers cannot take people whose lifespan has not yet ended down to the Underworld, otherwise there will be very severe punishments."

However, we should not get involved in this matter; I need to go find Uncle Feng to ask, and then I will tell you all later."

(End of chapter)