Chapter 296: The Little Ghost Enters the Garden

In the room, the window was half-closed, and the light was dim.

When Bai Qingtong arrived at the room, she found Liu Chujian inside, sitting on a chair, head lowered, gently rubbing her own foot.

"Sister Chujian, why are you hiding in the room?"

Bai Qingtong's gaze was suspicious; she first looked at the bed, saw there was no quilt on it, and then looked elsewhere.

Liu Chujian raised her head and said softly, "I accidentally twisted my foot outside just now; it's much better now. By the way, Qingtong, why did you come?"

Bai Qingtong's gaze landed on her face, seeing the flush still lingering there, the amorous look not yet fully faded from her brows, and her pair of watery, lustrous eyes. She understood eight or nine parts of it in her heart, and just as she was about to speak, her nose twitched suddenly, and she asked suspiciously, "What is that smell?"

Liu Chujian was stunned, not understanding what she meant.

Bai Qingtong sniffed again, leaned closer to her, and stared at her with burning eyes: "It seems to be emanating from Sister Chujian's body..."

"What..."

Liu Chujian was dazed and also lowered her head to sniff, but suddenly, as if she had smelled something, her pretty face turned completely red. She lowered her head, her beautiful legs under her skirt pressed tightly together, and she said shyly, "No, nothing..."

Just as Bai Qingtong was about to speak, Luo Zijun suddenly entered and said, "Qingtong, is your cultivation still at the Fifth Realm? Have you broken through yet?"

Bai Qingtong was stunned upon hearing this, turned her head to look at him, and said, "Still the Fifth Realm, why?"

Why did he suddenly bring up the matter of cultivation?

Could it be that this guy had something else to ask of her?

Luo Zijun said, "No way? How are you cultivating so slowly, always standing still? My cultivation was lower than yours back then, and now I am about to break through to the Martial Artist Seventh Realm. I came here this time because I wanted to find a quiet place to prepare for the sprint to the Seventh Realm."

Bai Qingtong's eyes widened instantly, her face full of disbelief: "Seventh Realm? Really?"

Luo Zijun clenched his fist, and the aura of the Martial Artist Sixth Realm Great Perfection suddenly burst forth, saying, "Of course it's true. Is there any need to lie to you about such things?"

Bai Qingtong immediately felt his powerful aura and was both shocked and envious: "Brother-in-law, you... how on earth do you cultivate? How can you be so fast?"

"Come here, I'll tell you."

Luo Zijun hooked his finger.

Bai Qingtong immediately walked over and leaned her ear toward him.

Luo Zijun looked at the person on the chair.

Liu Chujian hurriedly rose from the chair, her pretty face red, head lowered, and walked quickly out of the room.

Bai Qingtong suddenly looked at her and said, "Sister Chujian, remember to change your skirt. Your skirt is all wet; I reckon some bad guy spilled tea on you."

When she said "bad guy," she looked at the person in front of her.

Liu Chujian lowered her head and left quickly.

Just as Luo Zijun was about to speak, Bai Qingtong suddenly stood on tiptoe, leaned in front of his mouth to sniff, and stared at him with a suspicious look.

Luo Zijun felt guilty instantly: "What's wrong?"

Bai Qingtong snorted and said, "Nothing."

Her eyes were strange, and she didn't know what kind of weird things were appearing in her mind.

"Qingtong, since you're here, just stay here and help me guard."

Luo Zijun went over to close the window and looked at her, saying, "I am going to enter closed-door cultivation now, and I should be breaking through very soon. I feel more at ease with you staying here."

Bai Qingtong said with dissatisfaction, "Then why didn't Brother-in-law come to find me before? If I hadn't followed on my own, who was Brother-in-law planning to find to guard? Sister Chujian?"

Luo Zijun said, "It was mainly because I was afraid of troubling you."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qingtong became even more unhappy: "Brother-in-law isn't afraid of troubling Sister Chujian, but is afraid of troubling me. Do you treat me as an outsider?"

"Of course not."

"I think you do!"

Luo Zijun shrugged, did not argue with her further, went over and sat on the bed, saying, "Alright, I am going to cultivate."

"Hmph!"

Bai Qingtong snorted coldly, did not disturb him further, went out the door, and stood guard in the small courtyard outside.

Luo Zijun sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to calm his mind and focus, checking the meridians and acupoints throughout his body to prepare for the breakthrough.

The sun outside the window gradually set.

Night soon shrouded everything.

When it was pitch black outside the window, Luo Zijun took out the pill his Senior Sister had given him, swallowed it, and began to circulate his technique to refine it.

Waves of warm air currents immediately rose within his body.

Those air currents soon turned into streams of powerful energy, pouring into his Dantian Sea and merging with the Internal Energy in his Dantian Sea.

The tiny pill contained powerful energy within it.

By the third watch, only one-third of the energy in the pill had been refined.

At the same time, the Internal Energy in Luo Zijun's Dantian Sea began to stir.

But Luo Zijun knew that at this time, he must hold back; he must refine all the energy in the pill completely before he could make a one-time push for the breakthrough.

The certainty of success would be greater that way.

After resting for a moment, he prepared to continue refining.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of his sister-in-law who was still guarding outside, and hurriedly got up to open the window to check.

The weather outside was still bitterly cold.

At this time, Bai Qingtong was hugging her sword, leaning against a pillar in the corridor, lost in thought, her dress thin, her small face frozen red.

Luo Zijun hurriedly said, "Qingtong, just come in and sit; it's cold outside."

Bai Qingtong turned her head and said solemnly, "No, it's the middle of the night, a lone man and a woman, brother-in-law and sister-in-law, in a melon patch or under a plum tree—how can we share a room?"

Luo Zijun: "..."

Seeing his expression, Bai Qingtong suddenly chuckled and said, "I'm fine, Brother-in-law, just continue your cultivation. I am a martial artist; if I couldn't even endure this little bit of cold, wouldn't people laugh at me?"

Luo Zijun said, "You can go to the room next door and sit."

Bai Qingtong said, "That won't do. The room next door is too far from Brother-in-law. There are so many fox spirits in this garden; what if a fox spirit sneaks into Brother-in-law's room through this window in the middle of the night? Therefore, I must guard this window."

Luo Zijun was speechless and said, "Are you here to protect me, or to monitor me?"

Bai Qingtong said frankly, "Naturally, I am here to monitor Brother-in-law."

Luo Zijun: "..."

"Fine, fine, you continue monitoring."

Luo Zijun ignored her further, closed the window, and returned to the bed.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to use Soul Out-of-Body to go out and take a look.

After what happened during the day, he felt a sense of unease in his heart.

"Whoosh!"

His soul left his body, passed through the roof, and flew into the night sky.

The soul's vision looked down from a high vantage point, taking in the entire Daguanyuan at a glance.

In the few courtyards closest to the front, a few faint lamp lights were lit; everywhere else was pitch black.

The soul's vision could clearly see and feel the Qi and blood of humans. He looked down and saw that his sister-in-law's Qi and blood were quite vigorous, as if her whole body were wrapped in a ball of flame, with cold air unable to invade and cold wind unable to enter.

Bai Qingtong seemed to sense something as well and looked up toward the sky above the roof.

Luo Zijun withdrew his gaze, preparing to return to the room.

Just then, he suddenly saw a black shadow appear on the courtyard wall on the west side of Daguanyuan.

The black shadow stood on the wall, looked around for a while, and then floated up lightly, flying toward a courtyard not far away.

"A soul?"

Luo Zijun's expression tightened, and he immediately flew over from high in the sky.

That soul was flying very low, carefully observing its surroundings as it moved forward; judging by its soul state, its cultivation realm was not very high.

Luo Zijun felt relieved and followed silently from above.

At this moment, that soul arrived at a courtyard ahead, and after carefully observing for a while, it floated down.

Luo Zijun looked closely and discovered it was Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

"It really is here for Lin Meimei. It seems this is the person sent by that Wei Xiaohouye from the daytime!"

"Courting death!"

At this time, Yao San saw that the courtyard was empty and there were no abnormalities, so he floated down.

Although he did not sense the aura of any martial artist, he was still very cautious. After carefully observing in the corridor for a while, he floated toward a window where a faint lamp light was still shining.

Inside the room, an oil lamp was burning.

Lin Daiyu had not yet gone to sleep and was currently sitting at the table, quietly reading a book.

The maid Zijuan was sitting not far away doing needlework.

Yao San lightly passed through the window and looked into the room. His gaze fell upon Lin Daiyu's beautiful, rosy face illuminated by the lamplight, and he secretly praised in his heart: What a delicate little beauty, no wonder the young marquis couldn't wait until tonight...

"Whoosh—"

He first blew a gust of yin wind over to test the waters.

The yin wind landed on Lin Daiyu, and she shivered noticeably and "coughed" a few times.

Zijuan hurriedly put down what she was holding, stood up, and said, "Miss, it's cold, and it's getting late. Let's go to bed and rest soon; you can read again tomorrow."

Lin Daiyu nodded and slowly put away the book.

Zijuan said toward the outside, "Xueyan, Miss is going to sleep. Hurry and fetch a basin of hot water for Miss."

"Coming!"

Xueyan answered from outside.

Yao San floated at the window, looking covetously at the beautiful figure standing up from the table, and thought to himself: This little beauty looks so delicate; once she falls asleep, I will go to her ear and blow some yin wind. It will definitely make her have nightmares, and then after a good scare, her soul will weaken, and I can then use the Illusion Dream Technique. I probably won't even need to use medicine...

Just as he was thinking smugly, he suddenly felt a dangerous aura attacking from behind.

"Swish!"

Before he could react, a hand suddenly reached in from outside the window, grabbed him by the throat, and yanked him out!

This fright was truly no small matter; his soul almost flew out of his body!

"Who?"

He shrieked and wanted to swing his fist to attack.

But at this moment, a massive fist slammed fiercely into his head.

"Bang!"

Yao San's head was actually smashed directly.

Of course, a soul's head can slowly repair itself after being smashed, unless the soul core is shattered directly, or the opponent's technique contains skills like soul-destroying lightning.

The headless Yao San shrieked in pain and was thrown out.

Before he could recover, a second fist came, and with a "bang," it hit his chest heavily.

This blow caused his soul to immediately begin to dissipate.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life!"

In his terror, he didn't even see who it was and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Luo Zijun floated over, grabbed his already blurred figure, and asked, "Who sent you?"

Yao San did not hesitate at all and hurriedly replied, "The son of the Marquis of Weiyang, Wei Xiaohouye sent me here."

"What for?"

Yao San endured the intense pain and said tremblingly, "The young marquis has taken a fancy to a woman here and wanted me to come over... to use the Illusion Dream Technique on her, and then..."

He didn't dare to continue.

Luo Zijun exerted sudden force in his hand and said, "And then what? Speak!"

Yao San screamed in pain and hurriedly said, "Then give her the drug to make her lose her senses, and after Wei Xiaohouye enters, she will voluntarily offer herself to Wei Xiaohouye..."

Cold light appeared in Luo Zijun's eyes: "Where is that Wei Xiaohouye now? Who else is by his side?"

Yao San answered one by one immediately, not daring to hide the slightest bit.

After answering, he immediately cried and begged for mercy: "Fellow Daoist, spare my life! This lowly one was forced into it. That Xiaohouye is obsessed with lust and often harms other women in the city. This lowly one tries to persuade him well every time, but he..."

"Let's go, lead the way."

Luo Zijun released him.

Yao San hurriedly said, "Okay, okay."

Enduring the sharp pain, he slowly flew onto the roof, then suddenly turned around, spat out a large mass of black Yin wind with a "Puff" sound, and then with a "Whoosh," he used all his strength to flee outside the garden.

Who would have thought that just as he escaped a distance of four or five meters, his entire soul suddenly split into two.

Then, it split from two into four, and four into eight...

Yet he seemed not to notice and was still flying forward desperately, but when he realized something was wrong and looked back, he saw his own shattered body behind him.

"Ah—"

With a miserable scream, his entire soul completely vanished into nothingness.

"Swish!"

A cold light reflected the icy moonlight as it flashed by, and a pitch-black Flying Sword instantly returned to Luo Zijun's sleeve.

"One Martial Artist Fifth Realm, one Martial Artist Sixth Realm, and two ordinary thugs..."

"They really are wealthy."

Luo Zijun's gaze looked toward a certain direction outside the garden, cold light flickering in his eyes.

Since they had already come knocking, he naturally could not turn a blind eye.

It just so happened that his body was currently full of violent power, with nowhere to vent it.

(End of this chapter)