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"Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao!"
Ms. Jiang's voice grew nearer as she hurriedly pulled a stiff-looking man into the prince's residence.
Dongfang Chenyuan took one look and knew something was amiss. He widened his eyes, pointing at Song Ce, and said seriously, "His whole body reeks of death, with a red glow over his head. Song Ce is definitely facing a calamity of bloodshed. It's bizarre, really. The last time we met, he was fine, maybe a bit of a fool, but nothing serious. How could someone deteriorate so drastically in just a few days?"
"Zhaozhao, you're absolutely right. My son almost couldn't make it this time. If I hadn't arrived in time, they would have chopped him up into meat paste."
Ms. Jiang's eyes were red and swollen, evident that she had been crying.
Sounds of commotion came from outside the residence; people were pursuing Song Ce and causing trouble.
Xie Jiuxiao furrowed his brows, and Mu Hongxuan understood immediately, going out to drive the troublemakers away.
"Prince, it's a group of thugs saying that Song Ce owes them a lot of money. They're here to collect the debt, and they even have the IOUs right here."
When Mu Hongxuan returned, he held a stack of papers in his hand.
"Tsk, that's quite a bit of money. Last time, he swore he would change."
Dongfang Chenyuan was astounded when he glanced at the amounts on each paper, "He must be under some spell; is he addicted to gambling?"
Ms. Jiang, anxious, knelt on the ground, crying out, "Prince, you know me well. Though my son may not achieve greatness, his nature isn't bad. A Ce has been acting so strangely lately; he must be under some dangerous influence."
Xie Jiuxiao said, "Dongfang Chenyuan, see if there's anything unusual about him."
"His face is marked with evil, death surrounds him. There is definitely a big problem."
Dongfang Chenyuan leaned closer to examine Song Ce, whose vacant eyes were dull and lifeless. His lip was bruised, and his whole body was stiff as though he were already a corpse.
He retrieved a Qingling Bell from his sleeve, shaking it by Song Ce's ear.
Song Ce's eyes widened, letting out a cry of pain.
Suddenly, he became wildly feral, ready to pounce on Dongfang Chenyuan, but Mu Hongxuan kicked him to the ground, pinning his chest down firmly.
Dongfang Chenyuan patted his chest, "Wow, he's this ferocious? If someone didn't know better, they'd think he's possessed by a ghost. I need to use my Ghost Binding Rope to tie him up."
"Is it really that troublesome?"
Yu Nianzhao yawned, holding Xie Jiuxiao's arm, "He's been cursed; it's commonly called raising a little ghost. Dongfang Chenyuan, can you not see the little ghost clinging to his back?"
A chill swept over them, making them all feel cold.
Dongfang Chenyuan stared, puzzled, at Song Ce's back, "I see a mass of death aura."
"Oh, this little ghost knows how to use an Eye-blocking Skill!"
Yu Nianzhao became interested, flicking a strand of golden light from her fingertips, hitting Song Ce's back directly.
Ah—
The little ghost let out an ear-piercing scream, almost bursting everyone's eardrums.
They couldn't help but cover their ears.
As they regained their senses, they saw a bluish-black little ghost sinisterly staring at them, clinging firmly to Song Ce's shoulder, absorbing the Yang energy from his body.
"Ah!"
Ms. Jiang had never seen such a sight before. She let out a startled cry, her eyes rolling back as she nearly fainted.
Xie Jiuxiao stepped forward, slowly taking off the Buddhist prayer beads from his wrist.
The chilling wind grew stronger.
Surrounding them were the wails of vengeful spirits.
The little ghost eyed Xie Jiuxiao hungrily as the beads were being removed.
In the exact moment the beads were taken off, the little ghost could no longer restrain itself, lunging toward Xie Jiuxiao.
At that moment, Dongfang Chenyuan quickly extracted a black leather bag, reaching out to capture the little ghost.
The little ghost, being cunning, let out a strange cry as it sensed something amiss. It swiftly retreated, clinging back onto Song Ce's back.
Dongfang Chenyuan attempted to capture it, but missed, quickly shouting, "Prince, quickly put the beads back on!"
The evil qi in the prince's residence was extremely heavy. Even if the Dongfang family had set up an exorcism array, there were still many fierce ghosts hovering above, closely watching Xie Jiuxiao's every move.
They were waiting for an opportunity to snatch his body!
This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
Yu Nianzhao watched with wide eyes as a vicious ghost face lunged at Xie Jiuxiao!
"You dare! Do you think I'm a sick cat just because the tiger hasn't shown its might? You dare to touch my man?"
Yu Nianzhao sneered, stepping forward and clasping her fingers with Xie Jiuxiao's.
The coldness on her palm radiated waves of warmth, dispelling the chill from her body.
A burst of golden light exploded overhead, and from all directions came the wails of fierce ghosts.
Soon…
The fierce ghosts transformed into a mass of black mist, fleeing faster than anyone else.
What a disaster!
Their big boss is here—they're going to escape while they can!
Once everything settled back down.
Xie Jiuxiao looked down at Yu Nianzhao, his eyes, usually as cold and deep as an icy pond, now shining with brilliance.
"Xie Jiuxiao, are you crazy? How could you take off the prayer beads? You're practically inviting every fierce ghost to dive into your body! That was way too risky."
Yu Nianzhao let go of his hand, fiercely putting the beads back on him, "Is this normally how you do things? You might get lucky once or twice, but what if something happens next time? If you're trapped, then no one, not even ten Dongfang Chenyuans, would be able to pull you back!"
Dongfang Chenyuan, "..."
I feel like someone is calling me incompetent!
Xie Jiuxiao smirked slightly, leisurely adjusting the prayer beads.
"Are you worried about me?"
"Of course! Who else would I worry about, you're mine!"
A precious tonic!
Yu Nianzhao stated boldly!
Yiu Renjian and Mu Hongxuan could see Xie Jiuxiao's grin spreading to his ears.
Tsk tsk tsk!
It's the first time the prince has been openly confessed to by the opposite sex, and his heart is fluttering!
Dongfang Chenyuan sighed as he looked at the empty black leather bag, "I was this close to catching it. This little ghost is more cunning than I thought. How many years has it been cultivated for to be this troublesome?"
Hiss hiss hiss—
The little ghost bared its teeth at him, sticking its tongue out mockingly.
"Tsk, I'm really tempted to use the Ghost Binding Rope to tie it up and beat it out!"
Dongfang Chenyuan rolled up his sleeves, ready to get to work.
"Zhaozhao, can you save my A Ce?"
Ms. Jiang placed her hopes on Yu Nianzhao.
After all, Yu Nianzhao had demonstrated great ability with a small action just now.
"Don't worry, Ms. Jiang, since I've given you the Soul Calming Talisman, I won't let anything happen to him."
Yu Nianzhao gave Dongfang Chenyuan a sideways glance, "It's just dealing with a little ghost; does it require such effort? Watch closely!"
Dongfang Chenyuan, "Eh? Young lady, you can't…"
Yu Nianzhao walked over to Song Ce and squatted down, grabbing the black aura on top of the little ghost's head. Like pulling a scallion, she swiftly and decisively yanked it completely off Song Ce's body.
Slap slap slap!
That was the sound of Dongfang Chenyuan getting figuratively slapped!
Dongfang Chenyuan, "..."
It's over, it's over!
Can he find a new master to follow?
Ah ah ah—
The little ghost was stunned, and once airborne, it flailed its limbs, extending its claws, attempting to scratch Yu Nianzhao's face.