33: Chapter 33 The Blood Well of the Ancestral Home in Xishan

Lin Ye glanced over the three options and made a decision without hesitation.

"I choose A."

He stepped forward and reached out to stop A-Biao, who was still trying to pick the lock.

"Step aside! This iron chain has already been eroded by the earthly fiendish Qi. A mortal body like yours will die instantly upon touching it."

Lin Ye's tone was calm as he reached back into his tactical backpack and pulled out the dragon seeking ruler rewarded by the system.

This magic instrument was cast entirely from bronze, with ancient totems of the Twenty-Eight Mansions engraved along its body. It felt heavy in the hand, exuding a primitive and desolate Daoist charm.

The moment the dragon seeking ruler was exposed to the air, the pointer at its tip let out a crisp hum, spinning wildly before finally pointing rigidly at the tightly closed courtyard door.

A faint golden glow flickered along the ruler, resisting the pervasive malevolent Yin Qi around it.

Lin Ye held the dragon seeking ruler flat in one hand, stepping out the Seven Stars pace under his feet with a solemn expression.

Patriarch Song Zhenguo and the others held their breath, not daring to let out a single loud gasp.

They could clearly feel that as Lin Ye walked, the suffocating chill around them miraculously weakened by a few fractions.

"Seek the stars, move the sands, fix the cosmos of Yin and Yang. Break!"

Lin Ye let out a low shout, and the Pure Yang Qi surged from his palm into the dragon seeking ruler.

With a sudden flick of his wrist, the tip of the dragon seeking ruler struck precisely at the latch where the two door panels met.

A crimson-gold halo boomed and expanded from the point of impact.

With a few crisp "snap" sounds, the black talisman papers pasted on the door seemed to be burned by raging fire, instantly turning into flying ashes across the sky.

Immediately after, the thick, rusted iron chain snapped inch by inch, crashing down onto the bluestone slabs.

"Screech!"

Freed from restraint, the heavy courtyard door slowly opened to both sides.

A stench so thick it reached the extreme rushed into their faces.

The scene inside the courtyard was completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

No flowers or plants were planted here; the entire ground was covered with dark red soil, as if it had been soaked in fresh blood.

Right in the center of the courtyard stood an ancient well built from cyan bricks in quiet solitude.

At the edge of the ancient well, sticky red liquid continuously overflowed, trickling down the gaps between the bricks.

Hovering above the wellhead was a mass of scarlet-red mist that looked almost tangible, within which twisted, struggling human faces faintly emerged.

"Step back."

Lin Ye lowered his voice, raising the dragon seeking ruler to block in front of him.

Patriarch Song Zhenguo, A-Biao, and the others were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly, pulling back all the way outside the moon gate, not daring to step even half a step into the courtyard.

Fatty Wang also grew cowardly, hiding behind A-Biao's broad back and sticking out half his head.

Only Leng Yue and Frost Star followed closely by Lin Ye's left and right with composed expressions.

Leng Yue took off her sunglasses and casually stuffed them into her trench coat pocket.

Reflected in her deep red eyes was the rolling blood mist, and a trace of disgust appeared on her supremely beautiful face:

"The aura of this place is utterly chaotic, the grievance of the earth's veins intertwined with the vitality of living people. It's nauseating."

"Sister is right, this thing doesn't taste good at all; it's all the taste of muddy sludge."

Frost Star pinched her nose with a face full of disgust.

For a Nether Corpse King like her who fed on high-grade Yin Qi, such motley earthly fiends were practically spoiled junk food.

Holding the dragon seeking ruler, Lin Ye slowly approached the ancient well.

The closer he got, the more violent the vibration of the ruler body became.

"The thing at the bottom of the well has already formed a fiend."

Lin Ye stopped three meters away from the ancient well.

He pulled out a yellow Three Yang Subtle Fire Talisman from his backpack, held the talisman paper between his index and middle fingers, and with a gentle flick of his wrist, the talisman paper spontaneously combusted without fire, transforming into a ball of crimson flame.

"Go test its depth."

Lin Ye flicked his finger, and the fireball traced a parabola, falling precisely into the ancient well.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

The moment the fireball fell into the well water, it didn't extinguish; instead, it triggered a violent boiling sound.

Accompanied by a series of hair-raising bizarre shrieks, the scarlet mist above the wellhead suddenly contracted.

"Boom!"

A pillar of water shot straight up into the sky.

The water pillar was entirely viscous dark red, rapidly twisting and deforming in mid-air to finally transform into a huge monster standing over three meters tall, completely condensed from mud and blood.

The monster's face had no facial features, only a bottomless black hole, and embedded squarely in its chest was half of a grayish-white broken dragon-shaped stone carving!

"Earthly Fiend Grievance Spirit!" Lin Ye's eyes narrowed.

This monster had no physical form, relying entirely on that half of the town-stone that severed the dragon vein as its core.

Ordinary physical attacks had no effect on it, and even Daoist thunder magic would find it hard to defeat it in a short time, because the source of its power connected to the entire underground Yin vein of the West Mountain.

"Roar!"

The Earthly Fiend Grievance Spirit let out a deafening roar, its huge bloody arm violently swinging out and whipping up a foul-smelling gale to smash directly at Lin Ye, who was standing at the very front.

"Husband, be careful."

Leng Yue's cold and clear voice rang in his ear.

She did not make a move only because Lin Ye had instructed her before leaving that unless they encountered an irresistible dead end, he should be allowed to accumulate practical combat experience in front as much as possible.

Instead of retreating, Lin Ye stepped forward, his figure moving sideways like a ghost.

The huge mud arm smashed into the spot where he had just stood, and the hard bluestone slab ground instantly collapsed into a deep pit, with gravel splashing everywhere.

"Big guy, your movements are too slow."

Lin Ye sneered, the dragon seeking ruler in his hand lunged out fiercely, its tip accurately hitting the joint of the grievance spirit's arm.

The Pure Yang Qi poured out along the dragon seeking ruler, transforming into a sharp golden sword qi.

"Splat!"

The grievance spirit's half-arm was forcefully cut off, turning into a puddle of foul-smelling blood that spilled all over the ground.

However, just a few seconds later, the blood mist rolled around the severed arm, and it actually re-condensed an intact mud arm.

"Cannot be killed?"

Fatty Wang, watching from afar, exclaimed.

"This monster is born relying on the earth's veins; as long as the blood water in this ancient well does not dry up, it can infinitely regenerate."

Lin Ye leaped back several steps, pulling away the distance.

"To deal with this kind of thing, you can't fight it head-on; you must cut off its roots!"

Lin Ye put away the dragon seeking ruler and rapidly formed hand seals in front of his chest with both hands.

He had to cast a formation sufficient to seal the earth's veins, temporarily cutting off the connection between the ancient well and the underground Yin veins.

"Frost Star, go freeze that big guy and buy me half a minute of time!" Lin Ye shouted loudly.

"Leave it to me!"

Frost Star had long been unable to hold herself back.

Her petite body turned into a deep blue afterimage, instantly appearing above the head of the Earthly Fiend Grievance Spirit.

The little girl backflipped mid-air, the bone knife in her hand emitting astonishing cold qi.

She chose not to slash, but instead fiercely stabbed the bone knife into the grievance spirit's faceless skull.

"Nether Abyss Ice Prison, freeze!"

Frost Star's right eye burst out with dazzling nether light.

A terrifying low temperature far exceeding liquid nitrogen violently erupted centered around the bone knife.

Without even letting out a scream, the three-meter-tall mud and blood body of the Earthly Fiend Grievance Spirit condensed from the inside out into a huge dark red ice sculpture within a mere two seconds.

Even the rolling blood mist above the wellhead was frozen into fine ice crystals, falling rustlingly.

The Nether Corpse King's ultimate cold corpse qi was terrifying to this extent!

With Frost Star's suppression, Lin Ye's hand incantations were already complete.

He fiercely bit the tip of his tongue, spraying a mouthful of Pure Yang vital blood into mid-air, transforming it into a Bagua sealing diagram interwoven with crimson blood lines.

"Seal the heavens and lock the earth, suppress the veins and sever the source! Fall!"

Lin Ye slammed both palms heavily onto the ground.

That blood-colored Bagua diagram descended from the sky, precisely covering the wellhead of the ancient well.

Amidst the blazing red light, the rolling blood water inside the ancient well seemed to be tightly suppressed by some formless force, instantly restoring calm.

Cut off from the supply of the earth's veins, cracks began to appear on the surface of the Earthly Fiend Grievance Spirit frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Shatter!"

Leng Yue walked forward at some unknown time, her slender jade fingers flicking gently across the air.

"Splash splash..."

The huge ice sculpture instantly collapsed, turning into fingernail-sized ice dregs all over the ground.

The grievance spirit, losing the support of the earth's veins, completely vanished into thin air, leaving only that half of the grayish-white dragon-shaped broken stone lying quietly in the bloody mud.

The foul stench inside the courtyard also gradually faded along with the dissipation of the grievance spirit.

Lin Ye let out a long sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"Done."

He walked over to the broken stone, picked it up with the dragon seeking ruler, and turned to look at Patriarch Song Zhenguo, who was dumbfounded outside the courtyard door.

"Patriarch Song Zhenguo, the source of fiendish Qi at the bottom of the well has already been sealed, and this broken dragon-town stone is the chief culprit. Take it away and burn it with fierce fire for seven days, and the Feng Shui of the Song family's ancestral residence will recover as before."

Patriarch Song Zhenguo's hand holding his walking stick trembled violently.

Looking at the young man who stood with his hands behind his back and suppressed the earthly fiend ferocious entity in a lighthearted manner, boundless shock and wild joy surged in his heart.

"Master Lin's kindness is as great as a rebirth! Everyone in the Song family will never forget it!"

Patriarch Song Zhenguo bowed deeply, his attitude humble to the extreme.

"Don't rush to thank me yet."

Lin Ye put the dragon seeking ruler back into his backpack, walked to Leng Yue's side, casually wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and looked calmly at Patriarch Song Zhenguo.

"Although the Feng Shui array here has been broken, your granddaughter's lost soul is not in this courtyard."

Patriarch Song Zhenguo suddenly raised his head, his face instantly turning pale: "Master Lin's meaning is that Ruobing she... hasn't been saved back yet?"

"Rest assured, since I took your money, I will naturally handle it to the end." A composed smile curved the corners of Lin Ye's mouth, "Lead the way, let's go to the hospital to check on Miss Song."

The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the outline of the West Mountain completely crimson.

The Mercedes-Benz Big G started up again, slowly driving away from the manor shrouded in the shadow of death, speeding away toward Jiangzhou City downtown.