I have Immortality In The Cultivation World Chapter 244

Chapter 244: Chapter 227: Cast Spells Remotely

Capital City.

Subway Line Seven.

Caishikou Station.

Xiao Ran, dressed in his Great Purple Taoist Robe, held a Peach Wood Sword in one hand and a Demon-Subduing Pestle in the other.

Around his neck hung Buddhist prayer beads and, from the south, a Golden God pendant; at his waist was the Soul-Calming Bell as well.

The staff, with wide eyes and open mouths, out of professional practice, did not ask which deity the master was worshipping. After checking and finding nothing dangerous, they let him pass.

In the Great Zhou, belief was free, with Buddhism, Daoism, and the worship of the Golden God standing side by side, the Daoist faith being the most prosperous with the support of the Imperial Court.

“Immeasurable Heavenly Honored One, this humble monk wishes to expel demons today!”

Xiao Ran hadn't slept for three days, his eyes were bloodshot, and he clinked and clanked along the way, more like an evil spirit.

Passengers who saw him quickly made way, assuming they had encountered a believer with confused faith. The Great Zhou had many unsolved mysteries, and with freedom of belief, it was not rare for people to believe in all three teachings.

It was mainly pragmatism, worship the useful one!

Xiao Ran paid no heed to the whispers around him, descended the escalator and headed straight for the men's restroom at the most easterly end.

“At the eighth mark of the Chen hour, hu–”

He took a deep breath and strode confidently into the restroom. According to his observations over the past three days, the ghostly entities would appear at every hour on the hour.

Xiao Ran's eyes widened as he stared intently. The person using the toilet felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly fled after pulling up his pants.

He bolted the restroom door.

Ding!

The hour of Si arrived.

A black fog appeared out of thin air in the corner, slowly forming into a semi-transparent ghost shadow, human-like above the waist, with rolling mist below. Just as it appeared, it smashed right into Xiao Ran, who unintentionally propelled himself into the air.

“Hey! Where do you think you're going!”

Xiao Ran's Qi-Blood surged, he threw the Demon-Subduing Pestle with a wave of his hand, and with a loud bang, cracked the wall.

However, the ghost shadow was unharmed, hanging upside down from the ceiling, its face full of terror, screaming in a way that pained Xiao Ran's ears.

“Bald donkey is really unreliable, won't believe in him again!”

Xiao Ran brandished his sword, leaping to slice at the ghost shadow as the ringing of the Soul-Calming Bell echoed continuously.

The ghost shadow looked puzzled; it remembered this barbarian with thick Qi-Blood that could scatter its spectral body, so why was he using a bunch of nonsensical tools today, practically with zero killing power.

They chased and fled, the man and the ghost moving nimbly in the cramped space of the restroom.

Bang!

The door to the restroom burst open, several patrols rushed in wielding electric batons and anti-riot forks, and they sternly ordered Xiao Ran to place his hands on his head.

Xiao Ran's eyes were about to split with rage, but he managed to keep his remaining sanity and surrendered obediently. Looking up, he saw the ghost shadow sneering triumphantly, as if mocking him for being powerless.

Drip, drip, drip.

The phone buzzed with a message, which Xiao Ran opened after getting permission.

Bai Zhenjun: “Of course, ghosts exist in this world. As for those who don't believe, let them see a ghost.”

Upon seeing the message, Xiao Ran's face lit up with joy, and he hastily replied, asking how to make ordinary people see ghosts.

Bai Zhenjun: “Both Buddhism and Daoism have such spells, but they need a master to cast them. You could find ox tears to apply on your eyes, which will temporarily open the yin-yang eyes.”

Xiao Ran: “True Immortal, why can I see directly?”

Bai Zhenjun: “Very few people in the world are born with Spirit Eyes.”

Xiao Ran rubbed his eyes; he had only thought his vision was better than ordinary people's, but it turned out to be the legendary Spirit Eyes, worthy of a protagonist who meets extraordinary beings.

“I thank the True Immortal. I will prove to them that I'm not crazy!”

Bai Zhenjun: “Xiao Ran, the formation of ghostly entities is often due to lingering attachments, and among these, grudges and malevolence are the most common.”

Xiao Ran suddenly understood that this ghostly entity must have had grievances before death. Exposing it would be tantamount to being entangled in the matter. After pondering for a moment, he replied.

“Rest assured, True Immortal, given its value to the Imperial Court, it will certainly be vindicated!”

Subway Marshal Office.

Xiao Ran had registered his name, age, and ID number, and meticulously explained the consequences of the traction, leaving all the marshals looking at him with strange expressions.

“Young man, I see you are a top student from Capital University. You must believe in science!”

The captain massaged his temples and said, “I know a psychiatrist. Do you want me to recommend one to you?”

“I have a way to prove it!”

Xiao Ran glanced at his watch and said, “If we can find ox bezoar before midday, you'll see ghostly entities with your own eyes, and perhaps your name might be recorded in history books in the future.”

Upon hearing this, the captain was stunned and, as if possessed, he ordered his subordinates to search for ox bezoar at the slaughter market.

An hour later.

The Caishikou station broadcasted on a loop.

“This station is under maintenance and temporarily out of service…”

The pawnshop.

Zhou Yi pinched his fingers to cast a spell, divining Xiao Ran's safety.

“In the coming days, there will be some twists in his fate, but looking ahead, his qi is showing a greenish-purple hue, indicative of a soaring official fortune!”

He had just applied the bewitching god technique across the screen, subtly advancing the situation. The Imperial Court learning of and researching the ghostly entities earlier could potentially save many ordinary people in the future.

The revival of Spiritual Energy wasn't a catastrophic change for heaven and earth, but a very slow and prolonged process.

According to Zhou Yi's experiences in the last days of law, ghostly entities benefited the most when Spiritual Energy was meager, just as, in those times, the last to be extinguished were malevolent spirits and fierce ghosts.

The ghostly entity Xiao Ran encountered was no exception; it just so happened that he had a spiritual eye that allowed him to see the ghost's corporalization.

Ghost shadows were naturally immune to pure physical attacks, making them difficult for ordinary people to fend off. Without knowing their weaknesses, encountering one meant certain death.

“This remote casting of spells is quite interesting!”

Zhou Yi had fully grasped the principles of computing and had begun to merge them with immortal path techniques, allowing him to cast spells remotely.

As long as the other party was connected to him through the network, the spells could take effect along the cabling, with their power diminishing over distance, but still sufficient for dealing with ordinary people.

“In the future, if any scoundrel dares to cross poor Dao, I'll vent directly through the network cable!”

A day free from events.

Night fell.

Zhou Yi appeared at the Caishikou subway station, pinched his fingers to cast the Invisibility Technique, and swaggered in.

The construction crew had already dismantled the toilets and reinforced the area into a wall with just one entrance and exit, guarded by two rows of soldiers armed to the teeth.

His escaping light flickered, and he passed directly through the wall.

A dozen men in white coats, old in age, with excitement in their eyes, smeared ox bezoar on their eyelids, staring at the ghost shadow as if looking at a rare treasure.

The ghost shadow trembled, for the congregation of living breath was agonizing torture to it. At the end of every hour, it involuntarily materialized and had no choice but to reveal itself.

The men took turns asking questions, ranging from the origin of the ghost shadow to its death, as well as its post-mortem form and thoughts, attempting to dissect it thoroughly from inside out.

A staff member was recording beside them. This was a groundbreaking scientific dialogue about life and death in the natural and the supernatural!

Zhou Yi listened with interest for a moment and broadly understood the origin of the ghost shadow. It had been the boss of a certain company, who had built his fortune from scratch with hard work over two to three decades and ended up worth hundreds of millions.

Three months ago, he crossed a young master from the capital simply because the latter's surname was Zhu, and the result was betrayal and murder!

The white-coated men comforted the ghost shadow, saying the Zhu-named young master had paid for his crimes and that as long as the ghost cooperated with scientific research, it could regain all it had lost, and might even be able to meet with its wife and children.

The ghost shadow, upon hearing these words, endured the torment of the living breath and let the men question and research it.

Zhou Yi pinched his fingers and calculated, shaking his head with a sigh, before his figure flashed and dove into the ground.

A hundred feet below ground.

A grey-black Spirit Vein, five or six inches long, emitted Spiritual Energy while at the same time gathering Yin Sha energy.

Zhou Yi observed for a long time and speculated based on the records in the Taoist scriptures.

“In the future, this will become a Yin Sha Spiritual Vein, a treasured location for demonic cultivation. The ghostly entity emerged due to the Spiritual Energy but is limited by the confinement of Yin Sha and cannot leave this place for a short time!”

Chapter end

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