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Chapter 92: The Joy of Reporting
Chapter 92: The Joy of Reporting
"I can't believe this method actually works to identify an evil spirit's identity!"
Lu Chen returned to his house, still a little incredulous.
After learning that Wang Ruhai had been possessed by an evil spirit, he tried feeding him several spirit fruits, and unexpectedly discovered the evil spirit's true colors.
"However, as peculiar as this method is, its practical use isn't as effective as I imagined."
"It only reveals information about the evil spirit; it doesn't clarify its abilities or weaknesses. Moreover, under normal circumstances, an evil spirit wouldn't eat something offered by an unfamiliar cultivator without reason."
Lu Chen analyzed.
As for how to deal with the evil spirit now that it had been discovered, he had no intention of actively exposing the truth or embarking on a crusade to exorcise the evil spirit.
He had only three choices before him: wait, flee, or eliminate the evil spirit.
Waiting for the evil spirit to expose itself, either intentionally or unintentionally, was too passive. Escaping from this place wasn't a good option either, as he wasn't familiar enough with the secret realm, and going alone might lead him to encounter other evil spirits or demonic beasts.
"It's best to get it resolved, and even better if someone else does it."
An idea formed in Lu Chen's mind.
"The joy of reporting, the continuous joy of reporting..."
Night deepened.
In the house where Li Jianfeng resided.
Suddenly, a slight noise, and a small crumpled piece of paper was thrown from an unknown location, landing inside the house.
Even before the paper landed, Li Jianfeng, who had been sleeping on the bed, opened his eyes. His eyes sharp, he sprang up and rushed out of the house.
Outside, the moonlight was cool and tranquil, and there was no sign of anyone around.
Li Jianfeng held a large, heavy broadsword in his hand, his eyes flashing with electricity, and the scar on his face, resembling a centipede, looked even more sinister in the night.
He swept his spiritual sense around the area, and the entire camp was extremely quiet, with only the faint sound of breathing coming from the tents.
With a grave expression, Li Jianfeng returned to his house and skillfully opened the crumpled piece of paper on the floor with the tip of his broadsword.
A line of crooked writing was revealed:
"Beware! Wang Ruhai has been invaded and corrupted by an evil spirit!"
It was clear that the writer had used their non-dominant hand to disguise their handwriting.
Li Jianfeng's eyes remained unchanged, and he channeled his spiritual power, causing a deep black flame to appear on the tip of his sword, burning the piece of paper to black ash.
Early in the morning, Lu Chen yawned and walked out of the house.
The night before, he had activated the Invisible Cloak and, while invisible, thrown a piece of paper to warn Li Jianfeng. Afterward, due to concerns about possible changes, he had also collected the remaining three Ghost-Faced Stone Mushrooms from the mountainside.
After returning to the house, he had barely closed his eyes, so he felt a bit weary.
He made his way to the dining area of the camp, where quite a few cultivators had already gathered.
The icy sensation on his chest became more and more pronounced, instantly making Lu Chen much more alert.
While eating, he observed Li Jianfeng and Wang Ruhai.
Everything seemed normal, just like any other day, and Lu Chen's note seemed to have sunk without a trace, with no response.
"Something's happened!"
A middle-aged Spirit Herbologist ran into the crowd, panic-stricken, and shouted.
"It looks like Xia Daoyou is missing!"
"I didn't see Xia Daoyou anywhere just now, so I went to look for him in his house, but I still didn't find him."
"Do you think something might have happened to him?"
As these words were spoken, the Spirit Herbologists present became uneasy, their faces filled with worry, and they started whispering among themselves.
"Calm down! Don't panic. Let's search for him in the mountains first."
Wang Ruhai stepped forward and scolded sternly.
The group of cultivators searched the mountainside thoroughly but still found no trace of the missing Xia.
"It's possible that Xia Daoyou encountered some danger, but it's also possible that he just left for some reason. Everyone, please don't panic. Just heighten your alertness and be cautious," Wang Ruhai reassured the group of over ten Spirit Herbologists.
"With so many high and mid-level Qi Refinement cultivators here, even if there are any demonic beasts or evil spirits intruding, they won't be a match for us."
Under such an uneasy atmosphere, the Spirit Herbologists picked the Dragon Whiskers at a much slower pace.
Soon, night fell.
A ghostly figure suddenly appeared in the camp, its head turning as if searching for something under the moonlight.
Once the figure had confirmed its target, it reached up and lightly slashed between its eyebrows. Instantly, a lifelike, pallid membrane silently peeled away, revealing the underlying muscle tissue.
The corners of the pale membrane's mouth curled up in a strange smile as it floated towards a wooden house.
Suddenly, a blade of light flashed, seemingly about to slice the membrane in two.
The membrane fluttered chaotically in the wind, skillfully evading the frigid blade.
"What are you, daring to possess Wang's body?" Li Jianfeng asked as he emerged from the shadows, brandishing a hefty broadsword.
He had initially dismissed the crumpled piece of paper as a prank or an attempt by a cultivator to stir up trouble between the two of them. However, after discovering that a Spirit Herbologist had gone missing during the day, he found the message on the paper more believable and decided to stay vigilant throughout the night, waiting for the evil spirit to reveal itself.
"Who am I? I'm Wang Ruhai, of course!" The pale membrane's smile widened as it flattened out in the air, revealing Wang Ruhai's face.
"Bold evil spirit, how dare you possess a Wang family cultivator! Die!" Li Jianfeng's broadsword blazed with deep black flames as he shot forward like an arrow released from its string, aiming at the bizarre membrane in the air.
The commotion in the camp had already awakened everyone.
Most of the people present were mid-tier Qi Refinement cultivators skilled in planting but lacking in combat techniques. Witnessing the eerie, terrifying membrane floating in the air and considering that Wang Ruhai had been possessed despite his high-tier Qi Refinement cultivation, several Spirit Herbologists fled the camp in fear.
Lu Chen was among those who ran. Although he had successfully exposed the possessed body using his reporting tactic, expecting him to join forces to fight the evil spirit was nothing but a pipe dream.
He had a First-Grade Swift Talisman stuck to each of his legs, allowing him to sprint swiftly through the night.
Contrary to the direction they had come from, he headed towards the outer regions of the secret realm, intending to get away from this place as soon as possible.
"After returning to the market, I must find a way to buy a lightweight technique," Lu Chen thought as he leaned against a large tree trunk nearly half an hour later.
Ever since obtaining the white light group, he had been waiting for the rewards that would emerge from it.
Initially, he had hoped that it would grant him a lightweight technique, allowing him to save a significant amount of cultivation time thanks to the experience package.
Additionally, as his spiritual stones always hovered around the subsistence level, he prioritized purchasing spirit seeds and young spirit beast companions, leaving him unable to afford a lightweight technique.
In this situation, the value of a lightweight technique became apparent—at the very least, it would enable him to outrun other cultivators, and that alone was enough.
"Landmate Lu, I finally found you. I've been looking for you for a long time."
Suddenly, a familiar voice called out, and Li Jianfeng appeared not far in front of him.
"I've dealt with Wang Ruhai and the evil spirit possessing him. Come back to the camp with me, and let's continue identifying the Dragon Whiskers." Li Jianfeng smiled, causing the scar on his face to contort and appear even more sinister.
"Stop right there!" Lu Chen brandished a silver-white blade.
"Password!"
"Password? What password?" Li Jianfeng asked, puzzled.
"Prove that you aren't possessed by the evil spirit. Give me the password we agreed on earlier to show that you aren't corrupted," Lu Chen demanded sternly, his blade pointed at Li Jianfeng.
(End of Chapter)
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