Orthodox Methods of Situ

Billy Chen dodged and weaved in mid-air, avoiding the attacks of those fierce spirits.

Just as Lin Mo had instructed him earlier, he didn't absorb the power of a single fierce spirit. Even though he could have devoured them, he merely scattered them.

But after scattering them, he absorbed a third of their energy at most, while the remaining two-thirds dispersed along with the Yin energy.

Then, it was absorbed by the other fierce spirits.

The result of this was that while he grew stronger, the other fierce spirits grew even stronger.

At the same time, this provoked the ferocious nature of these spirits, drawing their attacks toward him.

For no other reason than the fact that all the spirits weaker than him had already been dealt with, making him the weakest one left.

"I cannot be devoured. I still have so much left to do. I want revenge! I will take my revenge on those people!"

Therefore, Billy Chen continued to flee with all his might. Over the past month or so, he had learned how to actively absorb Yin energy and had also mastered soul-based attack methods.

The feeling of being eroded by Yin energy was unbearable, so he would recall his past every day.

However, the more he remembered, the more painful it became.

"The timing is about right. If I let him train any longer, he'll really be ruined."

Lin Mo made his assessment and strode toward that gloomy tower.

The moment he stepped through the building's entrance.

Buzz!

The entire building instantly boiled over, like a massive, disturbed beehive.

All the fierce spirits entrenched within, whether they were devouring one another or sleeping, turned around at the exact same time. Their scarlet gazes locked uniformly onto the first-floor entrance.

A living human.

A living human with Yang energy so vigorous that he was like a thousand-watt lightbulb in the dark of night!

To these fierce spirits who were accompanied by cold gloom all day long, this was simply the ultimate delicacy in the world.

For a moment, the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling erupted all around. Twisted black shadows seeped out from the walls, the ceiling, and the ground beneath, scrambling over each other as they surged toward Lin Mo.

They did not launch physical attacks; instead, they stirred up gusts of Yin wind, attempting to blow out the Yang energy on Lin Mo's body.

This was their most commonly used trick: first exhaust the living human's Yang energy, dragging the victim down to their own level, and then slowly enjoy the victim's vitality and soul.

However, as soon as one of the fierce spirits charging at the very front approached within three feet of Lin Mo, it acted like a bug scorched by a branding iron. It let out a shrill shriek as a layer of white flame instantly ignited upon its soul body. In the blink of an eye, it was reduced to a wisp of blue smoke, which was then swept away by something.

"What's the rush? It's not like I won't send you all to your graves."

Acting as if nothing had happened, Lin Mo flicked some non-existent dust off his shoulder and looked at the fierce spirits, who were now intimidated and momentarily dared not step forward.

"Perfect, this saves me the trouble of hunting you down one by one."

He strolled inward as if taking a leisurely walk in a courtyard. The surrounding fierce spirits retreated like a receding tide, forming a bizarre vacuum zone.

Right at this moment, deep in the corridor, Billy Chen, who was being besieged by several fierce spirits, suddenly felt the pressure lighten.

He looked back, only to see that the fierce spirits hunting him had actually turned around with eyes full of greed, charging downstairs.

Billy Chen was stunned.

What... came downstairs?

Immediately after, he also sensed an intense wave of Yang energy from below.

"A living person?! A living person came at this time?! Oh! My God! This is really giving me a headache."

This damn translated accent.

Billy Chen also charged straight down, easily passing through the floorboards.

He shouted loudly, "Go! Hurry and leave!"

However, he had no idea if the person below could even hear his voice.

But just as he got closer, he sensed that something was wrong.

The emotions of a fierce spirit were extremely obvious, as if its thoughts were written right on its forehead.

But now, Billy Chen only felt a sense of fear coming from the group of fierce spirits below.

Who was it?!

To make all these fierce spirits start feeling fear.

Could it be some kind of ghost-catching master?

Thinking about it, it made sense. After all, Daoist priests really did exist. There was that young man named Lin Mo, and that Daoist priest from before who could have purified him.

Under these circumstances, he thought about it and decided it was best to hide first.

Right at this moment.

In the sky above the residential compound, the propellers of a helicopter let out a massive roar, tearing through the silent air.

Inside the cabin, young agent Zhao Liqiang rubbed his arms, his teeth chattering slightly.

This chill had nothing to do with the low temperatures of high altitude. It was gloomy, cold, and viscous, like countless invisible hands slipping in through the gaps of the fuselage and seeping straight into a person's bones.

"Master Situ, why did we have to come at night? The Yin energy in this place is simply too heavy. Even from this high up, I feel very uncomfortable."

The man he called Master, Situ Zhengfa, was dressed in a traditional Tang suit and was resting with his eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to the surrounding Yin energy.

In his hand, he held a palm-sized Bagua compass. The needle on it was vibrating at high speed with a bizarre frequency, emitting a low buzzing sound.

Hearing Zhao Liqiang's words, he finally opened his eyes slowly, the corners of his mouth carrying a trace of shrewdness that seemed to see through the ways of the world.

"We have to come at night. During the day, you look at the mountains, rivers, and terrain. But at night, what you see is the weeping of ghosts and the howling of spirits."

He glanced out of the cabin. The residential compound below looked like a crawling giant beast in the night, pitch-black with barely any lights on.

"Turn on the searchlight and aim it down."

The pilot complied, and a snow-white beam of light suddenly pierced the darkness, illuminating a corner of the compound.

Situ Zhengfa held up the compass, his gaze moving along with the beam of light as he clicked his tongue.

"The mountain terrain at the back is like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, and the winding river in the front is like a life-claiming scythe. This piece of land in the middle is situated exactly at a fatal pressure point where Yin and Yang intersect.

It is a natural land of extinction. Using it to build Yang dwellings for the living guarantees a bloody disaster within three generations."

He changed the subject, his tone unexpectedly carrying a bit of bizarre appreciation.

"However, building a columbarium compound here, gathering countless Yin bones in this place to use Yin to nourish Yin... I have to say, the person who came up with this idea is a genius."

Zhao Liqiang listened in a daze and hurriedly took notes in his notebook.

"It's just that..."

Situ Zhengfa shook his head, his tone carrying a bit more disdain. "He saw a cornucopia, but he failed to see clearly that what was inside the basin was a gut-piercing poison.

Such a fierce land is already prone to breeding ghosts and monsters. Stuffing it with tens of thousands of ashes adds Yin upon Yin, which will only nurture a nest of peerless abominations.

Bring fortune to descendants? I'm afraid it will bless one generation and ruin three."

Cold sweat dripped down Zhao Liqiang as he listened. He wiped his forehead and said with a bitter face, "The Feng Shui master who helped design this place has already been invited to our branch office for a chat. It's just that the bureau felt his cultivation wasn't as impressive as Master Situ's, so we still invited Master Situ to resolve this situation."

"Hmph, a half-empty bucket makes the most noise."

Hearing this, Situ Zhengfa felt pleased inside, but his face still maintained the demeanor of a transcendent expert. With a solemn expression, he thought that by utilizing the strength of the Yanhuang Awakening, he might just be able to make a name for himself on the mainland this time.

That way, many clients would take the initiative to seek him out.

After all, he was only responsible for collecting money and getting things done.