Chapter 60: Your Auntie Is About to Lose Her Life~

The night wind scattered the last of the malevolent qi.

The sky returned to clarity, stars dotting it.

Gu Qingwan had returned.

Lu Yuan pulled out that old brass pocket watch, looking at the traces the pointer drew across the dial.

8:30 PM.

Tssss~~

After all that commotion, only half an hour had actually passed.

It felt like three days and three nights had gone by.

"Your cultivation, fully recovered?"

"When did you arrive?"

Although in the end it was Gu Qingwan who dominated the entire field, they really had to thank Yellow Braised Chicken.

If it hadn't risked its life jumping out midway, snatching and tearing the "Malevolent Slaughter Register."

That top-tier malevolent ghost completely controlled by the hunchbacked old man would have only needed one move to make Lu Yuan die on the spot.

"A rooster doesn't piss, each has their own way."

Yellow Braised Chicken stood upright, two front claws behind its back, with an expert's bearing.

"Less prying into Yellow Master's business."

After speaking, it turned and walked toward the depths of the forest opposite Lu Yuan's group, not looking back.

Not bad, that small back really did have some dash.

Yellow Braised Chicken not traveling the same path as Lu Yuan's group planned to leave on its own.

As for what it was going to do, Lu Yuan knew in his heart.

"Finding a place to weather your tribulation?"

Lu Yuan looked at Yellow Braised Chicken's back about to disappear into darkness and called out.

This Yellow Braised Chicken didn't know what tremendous fortune it had received, its cultivation fully restored, and just now successfully received investiture, obtaining Lu Yuan's pronouncement of "like a person."

Now everything was ready, only the east wind was lacking.

This "east wind" was its final tribulation before achieving the Dao.

If it survived, it would become an immortal receiving offerings and incense, a house-protecting immortal.

If it couldn't survive, it would be death with cultivation dissipating, all its cultivation turning to dust.

"You ask though you know."

Yellow Braised Chicken's voice drifted from deep in the forest.

Lu Yuan looked at that patch of darkness and called out loudly:

"As soon as I return to the city, I'll have the Zhao residence's people set up an immortal household tablet for you in the northeast corner of the front hall, carving your great name!"

"If you make it through this ordeal, go to the Zhao household and be their house-protecting immortal. This is a tremendously good position!"

Auntie Qiao'er had ten thousand fortunes but hadn't offered worship to a house-protecting immortal.

Not because she couldn't afford it, but because this matter required a certain fate.

Auntie Qiao'er had money. If she insisted, she could definitely invite one. There were also plenty of cultivated spirits wanting to come be this house-protecting immortal at the Zhao residence but the problem was, just inviting one was useless—they had to be truly helpful in critical moments.

Fateless immortals invited to the home wouldn't put their heart into small matters and would turn and run from big matters.

Nothing but smooth operators mixing for incense offerings—better not to invite them.

Now that such a fate existed, Lu Yuan naturally was willing to help connect them.

For Auntie Qiao'er, and to pull a heaven-reaching wealth line for Yellow Braised Chicken.

White Deer Commerce Association, the premier commerce association beyond the pass.

If it could become the Zhao household's protecting immortal, that incense offerings would truly be stuffed in from both top and bottom eyes and still not be finished.

As soon as the words fell, that small figure already about to disappear into the forest suddenly stopped and sharply turned around.

In the darkness, those rolling black eyes were astonishingly bright, staring fixedly at Lu Yuan.

"Righteous enough!"

"If Yellow Master can make it through, I'll definitely go!"

...

Yellow Braised Chicken left.

Lu Yuan's group also finished packing, preparing to exit the forest, descend the hill, and return to Fengtian City.

"Brother Lu!"

"Look quickly!"

Wang Cheng'an in the distance suddenly held something high, jogging toward Lu Yuan.

At this moment, Lu Yuan was squatting on the ground, carefully picking up the "Malevolent Slaughter Register" torn to shreds by Yellow Braised Chicken.

Though this thing was destroyed, every fragment was a treasure soaked in yin malevolence.

For future rituals, who knows when it might come in great use.

Being a Daoist priest, if one didn't have family circumstances like Shen Shulan's, one absolutely had to learn thrift, calculating to get by.

"The things drawn inside, I can't understand them, they're strange."

Wang Cheng'an handed a thick book before Lu Yuan.

Before returning to the city, naturally they had to search that couple clean.

After all, as one of the Ten Families beyond the pass, the Life-Severing Wang Family, when going out, how could they not have some good things on them?

Taking it out now, it was Lu Yuan's.

After descending the mountain and delivering them to Auntie Qin's younger brother, it would be confiscated.

Lu Yuan took the book, originally thinking it was some profound technique that Wang Cheng'an, newly entered the sect, couldn't understand, which was normal but when he opened it himself.

Hey!

Lu Yuan also couldn't quite understand it!

But this thing felt heavy and sinister in hand—clearly not an ordinary object at first glance.

Lu Yuan held the book and walked to the Life-Severing Wang Family couple tied up like two dead pigs.

He lifted his foot and kicked that hunchbacked old man pretending to be dead with eyes closed.

"Stop playing dead. Say, what is this."

The hunchbacked old man with eyes closed said in a muffled voice:

"Victors are kings, losers are bandits. We lost. Kill or cut as you please."

"Ask less about other things. Even if you ask, we won't tell you!"

Seeing this old thing still had some backbone, Lu Yuan slightly tilted his head, the corner of his mouth hooking up a cold smile.

"Although I'm a proper Daoist priest, my old man isn't very proper."

"When he was young traveling far and wide, he saw quite a few sinister techniques from all walks of life, and learned a few moves."

"For example, human skin yin candles, nine orifices soul sealing, three corpses soul hanging..."

"How about I take you back and have my old man personally ask you?"

Hunchbacked old man: "..."

"..."

"The 'Malevolent Slaughter Register's' malevolence-nurturing diagram..."

The old man ultimately wasn't some hard bone. Perhaps the things Lu Yuan mentioned were too horrifying. He soon opened his mouth.

"The 'Malevolent Slaughter Register' needs to be fed and nurtured with malevolence. This records malevolence-nurturing grounds accumulated by our Wang Family over hundreds of years..."

"Specifically used to support the 'Malevolent Slaughter Register'..."

Hearing this explanation, Lu Yuan nodded slightly and curiously asked, "Then why can't I understand a single thing recorded here?"

"Circles and crosses, mixed with characters from talismans..."

The hunchbacked old man had basically accepted his fate. Tied up extremely tightly with no ability to resist, he finally explained to Lu Yuan what everything meant.

After the hunchbacked old man finished explaining, Lu Yuan said with a disgusted expression, "Can't you just write words directly!"

"Making this mysterious spectacle, for what?"

"What, you don't want your malevolence-nurturing grounds picked up and used directly by others?"

To Lu Yuan's mockery, the hunchbacked old man actually curled his lips.

"What bullshit!"

"This is because we don't know how to read!"

"When we were born was during the Qing demons' time. The Qing demons treated us like pigs and dogs. We couldn't even eat, where would we go to learn reading!"

Hearing this, Lu Yuan didn't say anything more.

He borrowed the moonlight overhead, attempting to follow the method the old man just taught to identify the malevolence-nurturing grounds in this thick book.

After just looking for a while, a burst of extremely distant explosions suddenly came to his ears.

Crackling, like firecrackers.

Hm?

Lu Yuan turned his head following the sound but couldn't determine the direction.

This late at night, in this wilderness...

"Which family is having a celebration or funeral?"

Lu Yuan looked around and muttered.

Just then, Xu Erxiao ran back from afar, expression panicked.

"Brother Lu!! They're firing guns in Fengtian City!! Many places are raising lights! Quite a lot!!"

Huh??

Inside Fengtian City?

Lu Yuan hadn't reacted yet when the hunchbacked old man at his feet let out a suppressed cold laugh.

"The 'Malevolent Slaughter Register' was destroyed. The dozen or so malevolence-nurturing grounds temporarily set in Fengtian City also all collapsed along with it. The malevolent ghosts inside all came out."

He raised his eyelids, eerily staring at Lu Yuan.

"Your auntie is about to lose her life~"

Hearing this, Lu Yuan glanced at the old man at his feet and sneered,"Stop making your Sister Shen laugh."

"You're not unaware of who's sitting in my Auntie Qiao'er's home."

The hunchbacked old man didn't even bother raising his eyelids again, closing his eyes without another sound, only sneering coldly.

Bang.

Lu Yuan suddenly snapped shut the thick book in his hand, making a loud sound.

He stared fixedly at the hunchbacked old man on the ground, each word seemingly squeezed from between his teeth.

"Fuck your mother!"