Seeing Gui Hu display such Divine Skills, several Yin Sha stared with wide eyes.
"Sir, please save us, we don’t want to be obliterated."
Those Yin Sha pleaded one after another.
"Pride Corpse, if you have thods, please save them."
Xin Lin watched from the side, persuading.
Gui Hu glanced at Xin Lin from the corner of his eye, his gaze full of suspicion.
Gui Hu didn’t believe that Xin Lin was so kind-hearted.
Xin Lin cleared his throat awkwardly.
Indeed, she wasn’t so saintly; saving these Yin Sha was also for her and her father’s sake.
If these fellows couldn’t leave Chu Mansion, they would inevitably remain here, and she was not willing to hear their ghostly wails daily.
"To save them, there are indeed thods available, unless you can convince soone from the Taichang Temple to perform Transcendence for them."
Gui Hu spoke indifferently.
Taichang Temple is most adept at performing Transcendence for the deceased, these nine Yin Sha have committed murder, and only by inviting soone to perform Transcendence could they be reborn.
Gui Hu and Taichang Temple were adversaries, he surely wouldn’t intervene, but Xin Lin was different.
She was the young master of Chu Mansion, as long as she could persuade soone from the Taichang Temple, all could be resolved.
Upon hearing this, the nine Yin Sha exclaid.
"Little boss, please, save us!"
"Stop making noise, everyone. I can’t guarantee success, but I will do my best."
Xin Lin felt uneasy inside; dealing with these Yin Sha sooner would allow Chu Mansion to be inhabited earlier, and with soone from Taichang Temple stepping in, the "cleansing" of the Chu Mansion would also logically follow.
Xin Lin made up her mind.
At that mont, outside, there was a sudden banging noise.
"Little Boss! Little Boss, are you alright?"
Ma Jingtian’s loud voice shouted from outside.
After Murong Ziyue bandaged Ma Jingtian, the two, worried about Xin Lin, ca back.
Outside, it was pitch dark.
Xin Lin looked at Gui Hu, who raised his hand, and the sword in his hand flashed with cold light.
The nine Yin Sha were instantly absorbed into the sword, and then they vanished without a trace.
The door was slamd open.
Ma Jingtian hid behind Murong Ziyue, trembling with fear, and looked around inside Chu Mansion.
Seeing that Xin Lin and Chu Beiqing and his daughter were safe and sound, both of them sighed in relief.
Murong Ziyue looked around, her eyebrows furrowed.
Chu Mansion looked the sa as before, still eerie and quiet, but for so reason, she felt that the Evil Qi that pervaded the mansion earlier had disappeared.
Murong Ziyue was secretly shocked inside, yet her face remained expressionless.
"There could be nothing wrong; my father and I have already figured out the real reason for the haunting in this mansion, it is all because of this sword."
Having said this, Chu Beiqing, who was standing behind her, hastily offered the Ancient Bronze Sword like presenting a treasure.
The sword, with its black and red strange spell inscriptions, made Ma Jingtian gasp in shock.
"This sword is very sinister, it’s not safe to keep it close, it must be dealt with."
Murong Ziyue examined the blade a few tis, confirming that the essence on the sword was consistent with the aura around Chu Mansion before.
"I’ve considered sending it to Taichang Temple, asking the people there to chant scriptures and perform Transcendence on it."
Xin Lin planned to take the sword to Taichang Temple first thing tomorrow morning.
"Little Boss, are you sure you can persuade people from Taichang Temple? I’ve heard that those bald monks there are very arrogant, even Emperor Longteng might not be able to persuade them."
Ma Jingtian muttered.
ntioning bald monks, Xin Lin couldn’t help but recall the handso Monk she had encountered outside of Pingan Refining Hall.
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