They even wanted to use Aunt’s hand to get rid of .
What a pity, I just blessed myself with a bit of yang energy, and a trace of Aunt’s consciousness descended, wiping them out all over again."
"..."
The Seventh Great-Uncle Master and Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor were speechless for a mont—asking a Big Executor enlightened by Scorching Sun to kill the owner of Scorching Sun, that’s a little...
But after thinking about it, the Seventh Great-Uncle Master was a bit stunned.
"That so-called Ghost Sect Hierarch—did he really not recognize you possessed the Scorching Sun?"
"Before Aunt appeared, I bet he truly hadn’t realized."
"Uh..." The Seventh Great-Uncle Master had a shocked expression.
The Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor curled his lip.
"Are you dumb? The na of Scorching Sun didn’t really start to shine until after they died."
The Seventh Great-Uncle Master shook his head—this was sothing they’d all overlooked.
"With the Netherworld appearing, who knows if it’s a blessing or a curse. At least for now, it’s bound to bring chaos in the short term.
Even here on Fuyu Mountain ghosts are appearing, let alone everywhere else.
Besides, as the Spiritual Qi Resurgence picks up speed, a lot of things are becoming useful again.
There’s actually quite a lot of True Scriptures on the internet, but who knows if even more trouble will follow."
Wen Yan tried to comfort them.
"Let’s take one step at a ti. At least Divine Land is still under our control for now. I saw so people posting videos online.
The neighbors can’t hide things anymore—they don’t even want to hide, don’t even care to deal with it.
People over there are all debating whether to run to the hornbills or the kangaroos."
The Seventh Great-Uncle Master let out a sigh.
"Sigh—wanting to keep oneself totally unaffected now is completely impossible.
Just hope our side can stabilize quickly, so nothing too disastrous happens.
I heard so branches of the Scorching Sun Departnt have already started recruiting ghosts.
In the past, though there were cases, they were individual exceptions, special cases.
The minister from Binhai County ca to visit Fuyu Mountain a few days ago to ask about the feasibility of this kind of thing.
Grand Uncle Master is cautious—after all, those who beco ghosts are usually a bit extre, or beco extre about certain things.
And the strength of a ghost is often related to their obsessions.
Just like with evil ghosts—the more intense the malice, the greater their potential, and the stronger they beco.
This kind of power boost might not be a steady growth; it could really explode unexpectedly.
The instability of ghosts makes the Scorching Sun Departnt very cautious.
There has been ghost recruitnt before, but those were exceptions too.
Like Niu Zhiqiang in Haidai County, another atypical special case.
Wen Yan was cautious as well. Exception by exception, there’s no real issue.
After all, sotis the difference between people is bigger than between people and dogs—and the gap between ghosts is even wider.
Wen Yan shared what he knew about two particularly dangerous ghosts, letting the Great-Uncle Masters know to keep an eye out.
Those two ghosts—one is at Mountain, the other a snake—were both encountered by Big Head Ghost once in a domain, and Big Head Ghost found them especially dangerous. Without any real conflict, they just went through the motions and went their separate ways.
As for other ghosts who’d appeared in the domain, Big Head Ghost thought they were just average, nothing the Scorching Sun Departnt couldn’t handle.
The Scorching Sun Departnt probably has more equipnt for dealing with ghosts than anyone.
Most gear can be easily modified into big killers against ghosts.
Things like tasers, which are non-lethal to humans, might be way more effective against ghosts than firearms.
After about enough talking, Wen Yan took out a piece of jade.
"Last night I ran into a fierce ghost. To protect a little girl, it was half eaten by another ghost.
I’m not sure how to save it. After all, it did a good deed, we shouldn’t let it just fade away like this."
The Seventh Great-Uncle Master took the jade, made a quick hand seal and tapped it. The Red Skirt Ghost fell out.
Judging by the Red Skirt Ghost’s appearance, it was clearly on the verge of dissipating—too badly wounded, now basically living on nothing but yang energy.
"This... might be difficult. The injuries are too severe, and he’s lost his last ounce of willpower. There’s nothing we can do."
"Would Yin and Soul Nourishing Pill still not work?"
"It could extend his life, but probably can’t restore him. For real recovery, you’d need to ask the guys from Qingcheng for help. Dealing with ghosts isn’t Fuyu Mountain’s specialty—small issues, sure, but big ones are beyond us."
The Red Skirt Ghost looked a bit ethereal. Seeing several bigshots, he bowed obediently, then looked at Wen Yan, shaking his head.
"Sir, you don’t need to bother for . I have no more regrets."
Wen Yan looked at the Red Skirt Ghost and shook his head.
"You’re wrong. I’m not just doing a good deed.
I really don’t care whether you have regrets or not.
I just want to thank you for protecting her for a while, so I didn’t break my word.
And I don’t want Xiao Mo to have any regrets—nothing more."
The Red Skirt Ghost paused in surprise, then smiled and bowed respectfully to Wen Yan.
"Everything as you command, sir."
It was his first eting with Wen Yan, and he didn’t really know him. He didn’t want to accept Wen Yan’s kindness. He’d already set his mind on death—felt that just fading away would be perfect enough.
This was much better than any ending he could have imagined.
He was also afraid that in the future, there would never be a better ending, and his heart wouldn’t ever be this calm again.
Afraid that as a fierce ghost, if he survived this ti, one day he might not be able to control himself.
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