36: Chapter 36 Fighting Evil Spirits from Afar

At United Family Private Hospital, in the top-floor VIP special care room.

Lin Ye exposed the evil art of the "Soul-Locking Nail" belonging to the Yinshan Sect with a single remark, and the atmosphere inside the entire ward plummeted to freezing point.

Patriarch Song Zhenguo tightened his grip on the golden-threaded nanmu cane in his hand. Having dominated the business world of Jiangzhou for most of his life, when had he ever suffered such a silent blow right at his doorstep?

"Master Lin!"

Patriarch Song Zhenguo suddenly raised his head, the ruthless nature of a businessman surging in the depths of his eyes.

"As long as we can ferret out this piece of scum hiding in the dark, the Song family is willing to shell out another twenty million! I want to make him wish he were dead and unable to live!"

"You are straightforward, Patriarch Song. Taking people's money and averting disaster for them has always been the rule of Taiping Old Street."

The corners of Lin Ye's mouth curled into a composed smile.

He turned his head to look at A-Biao, the head bodyguard standing to the side, and spoke in an unquestionable tone: "A-Biao, go get three things."

"A bowl of ungrounded rootless water, which means rainwater or purified water; a small handful of raw glutinous rice; plus a live rooster to collect its cockscomb blood. Be fast."

Having witnessed Lin Ye's methods firsthand, A-Biao didn't dare to delay for even a fraction of a second and immediately rushed out of the ward as if obeying an imperial decree.

The logistics facilities of this high-end hospital were extremely complete. In less than ten minutes, A-Biao ran back carrying a porcelain bowl filled with purified water, a pack of glutinous rice, and a red-bellied rooster with its feet tied up that was still clucking.

"Master, everything is here."

A-Biao respectfully placed the items on the bedside table.

Lin Ye nodded slightly.

He drew the seven-section peach wood sword with natural lightning-struck patterns from his tactical canvas bag, lightly flicking his fingertips against the blade to produce a crisp, resonant wooden chime.

Just as he was preparing to cast his spells, a faint light flickered across his retina.

"Ding! "My Lord, Please Behave Yourself" System prompt: Detected that the host is attempting to reverse-track and strike the evil cultivators of the Yinshan Sect. This action will cross spatial barriers and consume a tremendous amount of true essence. Please make a choice within three minutes to determine the outcome!"

[Option A: Diverting the Disaster Eastward — After pulling out the Soul-Locking Nail, immediately hand the magical artifact carrying the enemy's aura over to Deputy Captain Chu Hongyan of The Ninth Bureau, letting the authorities deal with the headache.]

[Reward: Salted Fish Value +50. Consequence: Such bucket-passing behavior severely lowers an expert's aura, the Song family's awe towards you will be greatly discounted, and the final payment will go down the drain.]

[Option B: Yin-Yang Interlocking, Following the Vine to Melon — Use the origin corpse Qi of the two zombie wives to disguise your own Yang Qi, silently sneak into the enemy's formation passage, and then detonate the Pure Yang thunder fire to execute a precise strike from afar!]

[Reward: Husband Points +400, acquire the spell [Thousands of Miles Soul-Arrest Technique], and there is a high probability of triggering a high-concentration "consolation" benefit after the battle.]

[Option C: Fighting Alone — Relying on the Pure Yang Dao Body to forcibly eradicate the Soul-Locking Nail, following the Qi flow single-handedly to slaughter into the enemy's lair.]

[Reward: Lone Hero title. Consequence: You don't even know where the enemy is, not only will you spit blood on the spot due to magical power exhaustion, but you will also let the opponent calmly sever the connection and escape scot-free.]

With these three options placed before his eyes, Lin Ye didn't need to think at all.

Choosing B not only allowed him to act cool perfectly, but there was also that thought-provoking post-battle benefit.

"I choose B."

After reciting silently in his heart, Lin Ye turned around to look at the two stunning female zombies behind him.

"Leng Yue, Frost Star. The evil cultivators of the Yinshan Sect are as cunning as foxes; directly pulling out the nails will alert the enemy. I need to borrow the Yin Qi of both of you as a disguise to move upstream and destroy their lair."

Leng Yue's deep red eyes narrowed slightly as she stepped forward without a moment's hesitation.

She extended her slender, icy jade hands and pressed them against Lin Ye's broad back.

Frost Star bounced over to the other side, her two tender white hands tightly grabbing Lin Ye's left arm, her heterochromatic pupils flashing with an excited, eerie light:

"Rest assured, Brother-in-law, Frost Star will lend all of her coldest corpse Qi to you!"

Two distinct yet equally extremely pure streams of frigid Qi poured into Lin Ye's body through the points of contact.

Lin Ye clenched his teeth, forcibly using his Pure Yang Dao Body to compress this cold Qi onto the surface layer of his meridians, disguising it as an illusion of a Pure Yin Body.

"Heaven is round and Earth is square, according to the Nine Chapters of Statutes. Point one clears the heaven, point two brightens the earth! Borrow water as a mirror, manifest form across ten thousand miles!"

Lin Ye chanted the shadow-pursuing incantation of folk religious teachings in his mouth, formed a sword finger with his right hand, and fiercely pierced the cockscomb of the rooster.

A trace of extremely Yang cockscomb blood was pinched between his fingertips, accurately dripping into the bowl of rootless water.

Immediately afterward, his left hand shot out like lightning, his two fingers pressed together, and he fiercely pinched the barely perceptible red dot on the back of Song Ruobing's neck, pulling it sharply outward!

"Hiss!"

A miserable scream resembling the crying of a ghost infant exploded inside the ward.

Between Lin Ye's fingers was an ink-black bone needle about three inches long.

The surface of the bone needle was wreathed in thick black Qi, constantly struggling and twisting.

"Monster, still want to run?"

Lin Ye let out a cold shout, directly tossing this Soul-Locking Nail into the bowl of rootless water mixed with cockscomb blood, and casually grabbed a handful of raw glutinous rice and sprinkled it in.

"Sizzling!"

The bowl of water immediately rolled like boiling water, black Qi and bloody water intertwining.

A spine-chilling scene appeared.

That bowl of water actually stopped undulating, and the water surface became like a smooth black mirror.

Within the mirror surface, a dim image emerged.

It was a dark and damp basement, surrounded by dimly lit eerie green eternal lamps.

An emaciated, withered old man wearing a black long robe was sitting cross-legged in front of a dharma altar.

Around the old man's neck hung a necklace polished from infant skulls, and he was closing his eyes, greedily inhaling wisps of Pure Yin Qi drifting out from the dharma altar.

At the exact moment when the Soul-Locking Nail was pulled out, the old man in the water mirror suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of incomparably venomous triangular eyes.

"Who dares to break this seat's Soul-Locking Array?!"

The old man's hoarse voice actually penetrated through the water surface, echoing eerily inside the ward.

Patriarch Song Zhenguo and A-Biao were so frightened that they retreated several steps, their faces as pale as earth.

Such demonic arts of voice transmission from afar were something they had never heard of in their lives.

Lin Ye stood in front of the water bowl, the corners of his mouth curling into a mocking sneer.

He leaned close to the water surface, his voice cold and clear:

"Your grandpa, Lin Ye of Taiping Old Street. Daring to touch the commission I took, today I will send you to meet the ancestors of your Yinshan Sect."

The old man on the other end of the water mirror was stunned for a moment, then saw Lin Ye's face clearly, and let out a hoarse, ugly roar of wild laughter:

"An ignorant child boasting shamelessly! Even across a hundred miles, what if you pulled out this seat's nail? When this seat reopens the dharma altar, I will definitely arrest your three souls and seven souls, and turn you into a human sky lantern!"

The old man didn't take Lin Ye seriously at all.

Fighting from afar consumed an extreme amount of true essence; even a celestial master from Mount Longhu couldn't possibly harm him by the slightest bit across such a distance.

Unfortunately, what he encountered was a cheat-enabled Pure Yang Dao Body.

"Is that so? Then you can properly taste this dish."

Lin Ye's eyes suddenly turned cold as he fiercely bit the tip of his tongue.

A mouthful of tongue blood containing vast Pure Yang origin was unsparingly sprayed onto the seven-section peach wood sword in his hand.

"Leng Yue, Frost Star, help me push the formation!"

The two female zombies behind him understood instantly.

Golden-red Red Lotus Karmic Fire flickered in Leng Yue's eyes, and eerie light burst forth from Frost Star's right eye.

Two massive streams of corpse Qi transformed into pushing force, pouring into the sword body without reservation along Lin Ye's meridians.

"Divine thunder of the nine heavens, following the vine to the melon! Explode for me!"

Lin Ye shouted furiously, his hands gripping the peach wood sword glowing brightly with red light, and fiercely stabbed the blade into the water mirror!

This sword strike did not shatter the porcelain bowl; instead, the blade eerily sank more than halfway into the water.

Inside the water mirror image.

Above the dharma altar in the basement where the Yinshan Sect old man was located, the void suddenly ripped apart.

A giant sword of light intertwined from Pure Yang thunder fire and Red Lotus Karmic Fire, carrying the terrifying might to destroy heaven and earth, chopped down head-on like divine punishment!

The old man's triangular eyes instantly widened round, his pupils filled with endless fear and despair.

He didn't have time to let out a single scream, nor did he have time to activate any defensive magical artifacts.

"Boom!!!"

Blinding flames erupted from the image, and the entire dharma altar along with the emaciated old man instantly vaporized under the bombardment of the Pure Yang thunder fire, leaving not even a trace of ashes behind.

"Crack!"

The porcelain bowl on the bedside table finally failed to withstand such a terrifying clash of forces, shattering into pieces and spilling clean water all over the floor.

Everything returned to peace.

The backup power supply in the corridor resumed operation with a hum.

The chilling Yin Qi that had congealed into ice inside the ward dissipated rapidly like early snow meeting the sun.