GB Chapter 20

Although Mo Pan had some complaints about the client, Chou Fugui, the fact was that a ghost had stolen money. He was also very dissatisfied that this ghost had managed to escape from him. Thus, he was determined to avenge his humiliation and laid down numerous arrays in the Chou family’s residence.

Previously, he had thought his opponent was just a poor ghost without combat abilities. He hadn’t set up any precautions before attempting to capture the ghost, and as a result, it had escaped the city. This time, with Qian Ren, the Demonic Cult’s Great Protector, watching from the sidelines, he had to use all his skills to maintain the prestige of the righteous path. First, he used an array to cover the entire Chou residence, then gathered everyone in the family. He distributed the prepared pomelo leaves and willow branches and assigned each person to their guarding positions.

Zhuge Qingtian had met Ling Sui Daoren earlier, but the latter’s cultivation was so high that he saw at a glance that he was a new ghost god and didn’t make a move. Later, Qian Ren, in order to prevent the smell of blood from triggering the ferocity of the fierce ghost, also forbade him from entering the Zhu Jiaji yamen. This meant he had only witnessed a cultivator’s skills when he repelled Fu Hongye.

Even so, the memory of the sky filled with maple leaves had made him feel they were beautiful. Now, seeing Mo Pan was about to take action, he was naturally curious. He stepped forward and asked, “What are those leaves and willow branches you gave them for?”

“Pomelo leaves can cleanse and prevent ghosts from possessing them. Willow branches are used to strike ghosts; willow trees are yin wood. Even ordinary people holding willow branches can cause some harm to ordinary ghosts—”

This was basic knowledge for the Tian Shi Mansion, so Mo Pan’s answer was very casual. However, before he could finish speaking, he saw Zhuge Qingtian was interested and wanted to take a willow branch. Yin wood in the hands of a ghost could only attract evil. And this was the most evil ghost god, who knew what kind of powerful evil entity he would attract. Thinking of this, Mo Pan broke into a cold sweat and quickly stopped him, “Stop! You can only attract ghosts by holding willow branches! Go play somewhere else, don’t cause me trouble!”

Zhuge Qingtian was usually a good-tempered ghost god. Thinking that he was just watching a show in the countryside and wasn’t allowed to wander backstage, he didn’t continue to talk to Mo Pan. He just glanced at the various strange patterns on the ground and asked Qian Ren, “Wife, what is he drawing on the ground?”

Since knowing Zhuge Qingtian, this was the first time he had seriously asked a question. To prevent this person from again letting his strange thoughts run wild, Qian Ren thought for a moment and then carefully answered, “That is an array. In the past, it needed careful preparation. Later, some cultivators discovered that such practical combat was too disadvantageous, so they researched the Qiankun footwork for drawing arrays with their feet. It is said that one of the conditions for a Tian Shi Mansion disciple to become an apprentice is to be able to draw a perfect circle without using a compass.”

Mo Pan, as the heir of the Tian Shi Mansion, had naturally learned extraordinary array formations. Qian Ren, although he couldn’t recognize what kind of array it was, could still sense its power from its feng shui layout. It was quite an overkill to use it to deal with an ordinary evil ghost. But for Zhuge Qingtian, he didn’t know what an array was, but the ability to draw circles had surpassed all the carpenters he had ever seen. This was the first time he admired Mo Pan, saying, “You can actually draw with your feet, that’s amazing!”

Of course, Mo Pan’s feelings about being praised for his drawing skills as a master of the Heavenly Master’s were not within his concern.

At this time, the entire courtyard had been covered by the array. The Chou family members were also placed in safe locations. Mo Pan glanced at the scorching sun at noon, taking advantage of the time of day when the yang energy was strongest. He took out an ink fountain and began to cast his spell. The ink fountain in his hand was specially made by the Tian Shi Mansion. He casually cut his palm, dripped blood into it to activate the mechanism. It automatically ejected several blood lines on the four walls. After spinning a circle, the doors and windows of the Chou family were immediately covered with a grid of blood lines. Mo Pan stopped before the woodshed, his tone extremely certain, “The poor ghost is right here!”

Unexpectedly, he had found the hidden ghost so quickly. Zhuge Qingtian instantly became nervous, hurriedly grabbing Qian Ren’s arm and asking, “Wife, how did he find it?”

“The blood of cultivators who practice righteous path cultivation methods contains vast righteousness. The higher their cultivation level, the more they can ward off evil. He mixed his blood with cinnabar and used the ink fountain to spread it on the walls. This forced out the ghost hiding here.”

Qian Ren’s knowledge was quite exceptional. He naturally knew about the famous bloodline technique of the Tian Shi Mansion. However, there were some things he didn’t say. Righteous path cultivators were indeed capable of warding off evil, but demonic cultivators were the best tonic for evil entities. They would either become the masters of demons and ghosts or be devoured by them. So, although demons, ghosts, and monsters were all classified as evil, their relationships were not very good.

Before the establishment of the Demonic Cult, the demonic forces had always been the Heavenly Dao Alliance’s greatest enemy. But now, they had retreated to the Gobi Desert and rarely appeared in the jianghu. Their previous status had been replaced by the Ghost Domain. The Tian Shi Mansion, which focused on capturing ghosts, had been steadily rising in the jianghu rankings in recent years. This was solid proof. For the current Heavenly Dao Alliance, compared to the Demonic Cult, which had no cultivators who had transcended the Tribulation, the three Ghost Gods of the Ghost Domain were the biggest threat.

Demonic cultivators had once thought they would fight the righteous path until the end of the world. But the truth proved that no matter how powerful a force was, there would always be a day of decline. The Heavenly Dao Alliance had found an even stronger enemy. The jianghu onlookers no longer discussed their righteous and evil battles. The demonic path was like sand washed away by time, gradually disappearing from the jianghu.

The elders of the Demonic Cult were so insistent on re-establishing the Demon Lord, simply to leave some traces in the jianghu. In the end, for these once-powerful figures, it was too lonely to live in a world where even their enemies no longer paid attention to them.

Quietly watching Mo Pan use his blood to force out the emaciated ghost from the woodshed, Qian Ren stopped thinking about the past years. He glanced at the ghost who was trying his best to run away after landing and just frowned imperceptibly.

This old ghost escaping from Mo Pan was not accidental. Although he was surrounded by the array, his speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the back door of the Chou residence. If it were an ordinary cultivator, they probably wouldn’t have reacted. Fortunately, Mo Pan had made thorough preparations. He pinched a magic seal with his hand, and the fierce beast totems drawn on the ground transformed into illusory lights, directly blocking all paths from the Chou family to the outside world.

The old ghost was also a decisive person. Seeing that the way ahead was blocked, he turned around without hesitation and tried to disappear into the bushes. However, how could Mo Pan not have been prepared? He quickly formed a hand seal. The bloodlines covering the Chou family buildings seemed to come alive, floating in the air. They weaved together to form a huge blood net, sweeping across the entire courtyard. The blood net easily bounced the ghost back out. Mo Pan also rushed towards the ghost with his willow branch, shouting, “You poor ghost! You made me waste so much effort. Today I will definitely subdue you!”

“Wow, that was amazing!”

Such a magical scene was undoubtedly wonderful to Zhuge Qingtian, who clapped and praised. However, as soon as he finished speaking, the ghost, who had nowhere to escape, suddenly jumped onto a rockery in the garden. He must have triggered something, because the rockery suddenly shifted, creating an underground passage.

Even Chou Fugui didn’t know about the existence of this underground passage, so how could Mo Pan have anticipated it? Seeing that the ghost was about to escape, he no longer cared about face and immediately shouted loudly, “Stop watching! Quickly block him!”

Qian Ren had always been one who minded his own business, but Zhuge Qingtian quite liked watching the excitement. Thinking that he hadn’t watched enough yet, how could he let the ghost escape? He waved his hand, and a bridal sedan fell from the sky, directly pressing the escaping ghost to the ground.

A bridal sedan created by a ghost god was a terrifying thing for any ghost, but he was completely unaware of it. He just looked expectantly at Mo Pan, “Is blocking it like this okay? Your moves from just now were very impressive. Show me another two.”

You solved the issue with one move, so what am I supposed to fight?

With just one sentence, Mo Pan felt as though he was being mocked again. Unfortunately, the gap between their cultivation levels was too big. He could only look at the bridal sedan with a suspicious gaze. “How did you come up with using a bridal sedan as a ghost weapon? How is this used for fighting?”

But the only thing that responded to him was Zhuge Qingtian’s contemptuous look. “Are you stupid? Bridal sedans are definitely used for weddings, who would use it for fighting?”

So, why does a bridal sedan for welcoming the bride have such heavy evil energy? Whoever sits in this thing will definitely die! And are you sure you want the Demonic Cult’s Great Protector to sit in a bridal sedan? This image is truly terrifying to even think about!

Silently looking at his righteous expression, Mo Pan was finally speechless. He could only comfort himself, saying that it was okay not to understand a ghost god’s way of thinking, at least it meant he was still a normal person.

Of course, at this time, they all failed to notice. The moment Zhuge Qingtian released the bridal sedan, Qian Ren’s eyes flickered again, and his gaze lingered on the bracelet in his sleeve for a second. He thought, *a storage bracelet, this person was indeed a cultivator in his past life.*

While Zhuge Qingtian’s identity had become a mystery again, Mo Pan had already absorbed his lesson. He stopped getting entangled with these two and immediately used the bloodlines to bind the poor ghost who was trying to escape. He only said, “Old poor ghost, don’t think about trying to run away again. Hand over the Chou family’s wealth obediently!”

In Mo Pan’s view, since this ghost had been captured, he would naturally not risk his soul being scattered and resist. Who would have thought that the old ghost, whose face was covered with white paper, would angrily rip off the paper on his face? The old man’s pale and purple face appeared in their sight with anger. He scolded at him, “You stinky Taoist, what does it have to do with you when I discipline my grandson? You nosy busybody!”

Never expecting that what was supposed to be a simple capture of a poor ghost would unfold this way, Mo Pan was momentarily dumbfounded. He could only widen his eyes in surprise, “Ah? What are you saying? Who is your grandson?”

“I don’t change my name or my surname, I am Chou Taiping of Jiangdu! What are you little kids doing in my house!”

“Chou…Old Master Chou?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the ghost’s identity became clear. Mo Pan clicked his tongue again and looked at the old man in disbelief. Zhuge Qingtian excitedly clapped his hands, saying to Qian Ren, “What did I tell you? The coffin lid of this old master Chou is indeed unable to hold him down!”

Qian Ren had actually noticed something was wrong a long time ago. No matter how strong a poor ghost was, its speed would not have been so fast. The reason why this ghost could move freely in the Chou family was because he was the master of the Chou family. He naturally had a home advantage in his own land.

At this time, after glancing at the expressions of the two, his tone was very calm, but the content he spoke surprised Mo Pan, “Why haven’t you realized it yet? He is not a poor ghost at all, but a hoarding ghost.”

The author has something to say: Demonic Cult Elders: The righteous path doesn’t even fight us in siege battles anymore. We have to make trouble, we have to grow stronger! We need to cultivate the strongest commander, so that the righteous path will only have evil people in their sights!

Zhuge Qingtian (curious): Wife, your family is so lively.

Qian Ren (coldly): Perhaps this is true love.

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