After pondering for a long ti and coming up with nothing, Tang Ming simply took out his phone to notify Chu Batian and Xin Badao to co over and study the situation.
Before long, Xin Badao and Chu Batian arrived at Tang Ming’s side.
"Gentlen, you are both experienced and knowledgeable, can you take a look at this room and tell what’s going on?"
Tang Ming tried the light switch a few tis and said with confusion, "Earlier, Liu ngting and the others said they saw a ghost while staying in the room, but I’ve been here the whole ti waiting for you guys, and although it’s a bit eerie, I haven’t seen any ghosts either?"
Xin Badao and Chu Batian exchanged glances, their expressions growing serious.
"Do you know what this is?"
Tang Ming was slightly surprised, not expecting these two to actually have a clue.
"Sect Master, let’s confirm it first,"
Chu Batian did not reply directly but turned to Xin Badao for his opinion.
"Elder Poison, please wait a mont."
Xin Badao nodded and strode into the room, then opened all the doors in the suite and drew back all the curtains.
"Elder Poison, take a good look."
After Xin Badao finished, Chu Batian reached out to turn off the light.
The next mont, the patterns on the ceiling of the room emitted a soft, yin glow, and a space of crisscrossing light ford throughout the room.
"Is that moonlight?"
After looking for a few monts, Tang Ming imdiately gazed out the window, and sure enough, the patterns on the ceiling turned into this after absorbing the moonlight streaming in through the doors and windows.
"Yes. This private room must be a place where so evil cultivator practices."
Xin Badao walked to the center of the hall, right where all the light converged, and said gravely, "This spot is where the evil cultivator sits and practices."
"Interesting, what kind of cultivator is this, and what is he cultivating that it’s made so eerie?"
Tang Ming asked with interest.
"Elder Poison, have you ever heard of ’evil spirits’?"
Chu Batian turned on the light, gesturing for Tang Ming to co inside the room while asking.
"Evil Spirit? What is that?"
Tang Ming sat on the sofa, looking puzzled at Xin Badao and Chu Batian seated across from him.
"The so-called evil spirit is a creature refined by so wicked cultivators, much like how so curse masters keep little ghosts."
Chu Batian stroked his chin and said solemnly.
"Hold on."
Tang Ming waved his hand, unsure how to process the revelation, "I didn’t believe in ghosts when the three young ladies said they saw one, and now you’re telling about curse masters and their little ghosts—how am I supposed to accept this?"
"Whether you accept it or not, this world indeed harbors many supernatural forces. The existence of curse masters is proof itself, as is our Feng Shui and Xuanxue. If it exists, there’s surely a reason."
Xin Badao spoke earnestly.
"Okay, then can you talk about this Evil Spirit?"
Tang Ming thought for a mont. It seed reasonable, but he didn’t want to waste ti on these mysterious matters.
"The so-called Evil Spirit is a monster refined using the life of a powerful being. The practitioner imprisons the deceased’s soul in a specific container and then uses a special formation to let the container absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. This enhances the strength of the Evil Spirit, which can then be transferred to the cultivator’s own body,"
Chu Batian said leisurely, "When an Evil Cultivator is in danger, they can open the container to let the soul of the powerful being that has turned into an Evil Spirit assist them in battle, which is quite formidable."
Hearing this, Tang Ming opened his mouth and fell silent inside, thinking this was absurd—spirits were now involved, seriously?
"Poison Boss, you better believe it."
Seeing Tang Ming’s expression, Xin Badao knew he didn’t believe it and quickly explained, "The reason we know about the Evil Spirit is that there was an Evil Cultivator in the past who ravaged the Martial Arts, slaughtering many of our fellows. Outraged, various Sects and Families joined forces to hunt down that Evil Cultivator. The Poison Immortal from my Poison Sect participated in that siege. These are all things he witnessed and then inford us about."
"I see."
Tang Ming nodded. Looking around uncertainly, he asked, "What’s the situation here, then? The shed’s roof is a ss. Where’s the Evil Spirit?"
"An Evil Spirit is an Evil Cultivator’s cultivation tool and personal attendant. Generally speaking, wherever the Cultivator is, the Evil Spirit is there too. The location for refining an Evil Spirit is also very particular; it has to be a high ground capable of absorbing the light of the sun and the moon, and specific formations must be laid out."
Chu Batian raised a hand and pointed to the shed’s roof, "These scribbles are the formations needed by the Evil Spirit, capable of gathering the essence of the sun and moon and accumulating the cold yin energy, enhancing the Evil Spirit’s strength."
"So, you’re saying that this room should be soone’s cultivation site, right?"
Tang Ming furrowed his brows, feeling puzzled.
If this was true, the Jun Tianhao Hotel wouldn’t normally offer this room to the public. If it hadn’t been for the change of ownership, perhaps Liu ngting and the others would never have had the chance to stay here.
If this room was indeed designated for soone’s cultivation, then the Mo Family must have been aware. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have allowed guests to modify the room. Or perhaps, this room in the Mo Family’s hotel was specifically designed for soone’s cultivation.
"Based on the scene, this place indeed seems to be soone’s cultivation site."
Chu Batian and Xin Badao nodded in agreent.
Tang Ming fell silent. After a while, he asked curiously, "What impact does this so-called cultivation site have on people? All three young ladies saw ghosts here, yet I haven’t seen anything. What’s going on?"
"This can be explained. A place where an Evil Spirit is refined gathers yin energy, and if ordinary people stay in such an environnt for a long ti, they could beco ntally disturbed and experience terrible illusions. However, this effect doesn’t work on Martial Artists and above."
Chu Batian replied with a smile, "Martial Masters have Gang Qi to protect themselves, and their willpower is strong, so they aren’t affected."
"I see, that makes sense."
Tang Ming suddenly smiled, taking a glance around and saying with a cold laugh, "No matter whose cultivation site this is, the Jun Tianhao Hotel is now my Tang Ming’s property. If he still wants to cultivate here, he’ll have to pay up."
"Poison Boss, an Evil Cultivator who can refine an Evil Spirit is not to be ssed with."
Xin Badao looked at Tang Ming with worry, speechless inside at Tang Ming’s focus on money at a ti like this. It took quite the audacity.
"Hehe, am I, Tang Ming, soone easy to provoke?"
Tang Ming curled his lip, stood up, and walked outside. "Have soone seal off this private room later. If that bastard dares not to pay the lodging fee, I’ll destroy this place."
"Poison Boss, you’re really sothing."
Hearing this, Chu Batian exclaid in admiration, knowing that the opponent was a fearso Evil Cultivator yet still daring to challenge him. Probably only Tang Ming had the courage to treat the opponent with such indifference.
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