Chapter 312

Gujing, in the original plot, was another Extreme Yin Body that Fu Zhizhou had his eye on.

But unlike An Wuxiang, because she had not entered the Mysterious Gate through cultivation, nor did she have the dual constitution of an Extreme Yin Body and an Innate Spiritual Body, she was not Fu Zhizhou's first choice; instead, he had a rootless ferocious ghost cling to her to avoid attracting other ghosts.

After the ferocious ghost was bound by An Wuxiang, it originally wanted to rely on that adult's power to escape, only to discover that the dark energy had already been sucked away by that long‑haired man.

She was momentarily outmatched, so she simply stayed put, thinking that when they took her out she would look for a chance to flee.

But Jin Chen obviously did not give her that chance.

"Wuxiang, ask the Underworld Yin Tribunal to come and take her away," he said lightly, as if he thought this was just a trivial matter.

When they heard that this boy could actually summon the Yin Tribunal, the first to lose composure were the two Liu apprentice brothers curled up in the corner.

Now that the arts have declined, the Underworld is not keen to manage human Daoist masters; even if their master wanted to summon the Yin Tribunal into the mortal realm, they would first have to burn incense for seven days as an offering before making the request.

Could this boy really just summon it by asking? No way!

An Wuxiang thought the same.

He stared wide‑eyed at Jin Chen, almost writing the words "Do you think I can?" on his face.

Jin Chen sent a mental transmission at just the right moment.

"Don't be nervous, do as I say."

His tone was calm and full of tolerance, as if he had infinite confidence that An Wuxiang could do it.

"Form the seal with both hands, mobilize the inner arcane power, press the little finger of the palm together, hook the ring finger to raise the gesture, change the incantation in my name, and directly summon my ghost officers."

"In the name of the patriarch, it should be possible to summon them, right?"

An Wuxiang comforted himself this way and formed the seal as Jin Chen had said.

"Heaven clear, earth spiritual, troops follow the seal, generals obey the order—Disciple An Wuxiang, by the decree of the Qinghan Ancestor Master, respectfully summons the ghost officers of the Underworld Inspection Bureau to this realm, hurry, hurry, as commanded by the Northern Yin Xuan Tian Seventy-two Offices!"

As the chant moved with his body, Jin Chen's fingertips at his side twitched a few times, having received the borrowed command, he approved it immediately.

At the same time, the ghost officers of the Inspection Bureau entered this mortal realm with the mist.

At the moment the black mist of the concealment spell rose, the two Liu brothers sucked in a breath of cold air.

What kind of genius are they competing with for clients?! Could the Qinghan Temple actually be some great hidden sect?!

Liu Daoist Master, recalling his own rash words just moments ago, turned ashen; having come out on a futile errand—no job completed, no money earned—and now he had provoked such an arcane arts genius, if his school blamed him, he would certainly not get far on the path of the arts.

The arcane arts genius An Wuxiang also stared at his own hands in disbelief—he really could do it!

Two huge figures emerged from the black mist, iron chains scraping the ground as they bound the unwilling, terrified ferocious ghost, then stood in place, as if waiting for some instruction.

An Wuxiang bowed his thanks, but the ghost officers remained unmoved; he felt puzzled, not knowing how to send them back, so he silently turned to look at Jin Chen.

Jin Chen's fingers twitched slightly, and his eyes instantly turned sharp.

The ghost officers, as if frightened, hurriedly bowed to An Wuxiang, dragging the ferocious ghost away as they vanished into the black mist.

Jin Chen smiled faintly, "Wuxiang, you're amazing."

An Wuxiang let out a surprised exclamation, instantly feeling that his former talent had been buried—he was a genius after all!

But the joy was premature; he hurriedly turned to check on Gujing, seeing that the ghostly energy had completely dissipated, merely fainted from weakness, and thus put his mind completely at ease.

Outside the door, Madam Gu's trembling voice sounded, "May I come in?"

"Come in, Madam Gu, the ferocious ghost has left."

An Wuxiang ran to open the door.

In fact, everything that had just happened had already been seen by Madam Gu and Mr. Gu on the surveillance feed.

They were truly afraid their daughter would still suffer some torment.

As soon as Master Gu entered, he and his wife bowed to An Wuyang.

"Really, thank you, little master. If it weren't for running into you all today, Jingjing wouldn't know when she could escape this suffering."

He was a grown man, yet he even choked up a bit while saying this.

"It's fine, it's fine, this is what I should do." It's all for the money, no need to be so polite.

An Wuyang also returned the bow, a perfect ninety degrees.

Jin Chen pulled him up, smiling, "It was just an innocent disaster; your daughter is extremely fortunate in fate, and she will surely be safe and smooth from now on."

Hearing this, Master Gu felt pleased; a tear stopped his sobbing, and he hurried with his wife to the bedside, just in time to see Gujing slowly waking up.

Gujing seemed to have had a very long dream: her body was taken away, she was locked all day in a heart cage, watching her parents wash their faces with tears each day, and watching a female ghost use her body to harm her parents.

She had remained conscious all along, so when An Wuyang moved against the fierce ghost, she continually hoped she could break free of the heart cage.

"Mother..." Gujing sobbed, curling up her already emaciated body, she cried as she threw herself into Madame Gu's embrace.

Upon hearing this address again, Madame Gu's tears could not be stopped; she gently patted Gujing's shoulder, saying, "Mother is here."

Jin Chen: "Miss Gu, may I ask who that friend of yours is?"

When mentioning this, Gujing trembled with fear again, barely managing to say: "Yes, yes..."

She stared, then after a moment lifted her head, her vacant eyes somewhat bewildered.

"I don't remember..."

All memories of that person were as if covered in dust.

Jin Chen lowered his gaze, stepped forward two steps, lightly placed his fingertips on Gujing's slender arm for a few seconds before withdrawing, then asked, "Miss Gu, do you still remember what that friend did when you two went to the graveyard?"

This time it was as if dust had been blown away; Gujing dazed for an instant and said, "I remember him saying he had seen another ancient book worth collecting that day; I followed him there, only to discover that the place that had clearly been an old-book market suddenly turned into a graveyard, and then I realized he was deceiving me."

"Then... then I desperately tried to run, but I couldn't get away; before I fainted, I vaguely heard him say... 'What a pity, now I can only catch her,' and after that I remembered nothing more."

Jin Chen's eyes turned cold.

So, Fu Xizhou still intends to capture An Wuyang.

"Will that person come again?" Gujing asked.

"No, my junior martial brother will set up a ward in your home; during this time, Miss Gu, do not leave the house, just stay home and properly recuperate."

After saying that, Jin Chen looked toward Master Gu and said, "Then we'll go to the courtyard to arrange the feng shui and take our leave."

"Hey! I'll go with you."

Mr. Gu followed behind Jin Chen and the other person as they went out; Daoist Liu and Xiao Liu also left, looking dejected, leaving the bedroom for the mother and daughter who were embracing and crying.