Survival in an apartment, starting with a stroke of luck on a plane

He seemed to have been drained of his last drop of energy, swaying precariously, yet exuding a chilling aura of danger.

What's most shocking is that the bullets Lin Yu fired at him mysteriously hovered in mid-air when they were still about half a meter away from his body.

It was as if an invisible, incredibly strong wall was blocking Boss Wang's way.

The bullet's kinetic energy was instantly neutralized, and like an insect frozen in amber, it spun futilely until it lost all power and fell to the concrete ground with a clatter, rolling all over the floor.

Lin Yu's pupils contracted sharply, and he slowly stopped firing. Wisps of smoke were still rising from the muzzles of both pistols.

Boss Wang's gloomy gaze locked onto Lin Yu like a venomous snake. His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, carrying a morbid excitement and deep resentment: "I have calculated and schemed for a thousand times, but I never expected... that the biggest surprise would happen at this very last moment when success is just around the corner."

The great god has not deceived me; the appearance of a divine object inevitably attracts covetousness from all directions, causing upheaval in the world.

Lin Yu sheathed his twin pistols, his right hand subtly tightening its grip on the hilt of the butcher's knife, while his left hand loosely grasped the ghost-slaying willow branch hidden in his sleeve. His icy gaze met Wang Xiangxian's eyes: "So you're the evil cultivator who impersonated a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain twenty-three years ago, and also the mastermind behind instigating Granny Wu to frame Liu Yue'er and force Liu Xiangxiang to her death?"

"Old Woman Wu? So she's the one who told you. I knew I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted back then and spared her worthless life."

Then Wang Xiangxian straightened his hunched back slightly, a sickly arrogance appearing on his face, and frankly admitted: "That's right! It was me! Liu Yue'er's death, Liu Xiangxiang's madness, her transformation into a vengeful ghost, the burning and killing of the villagers, and even the fear and torment that landlord Han Bo has endured for twenty-three years... all of this was within my plan! Absolutely perfect!"

A kind of fanatical light gleamed in his cloudy eyes, as if he were admiring a work of art he had meticulously crafted.

Lin Yu remained unmoved and continued to press, each question hitting the core: "I still have doubts. When Liu Xiangxiang committed suicide by self-immolation, besides despair, was there also your 'guidance'?"

Your ultimate goal isn't to eliminate demons and uphold justice, but rather to use her unique constitution and resentment after she becomes a ghost to forge the so-called "divine sword" you speak of? That sword was actually "nurtured" into existence?

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiangxian let out a hoarse, unpleasant dry laugh, like a broken bellows being pulled: "Hehehe... Clever, young man, you are quite perceptive."

"Excellent! Every step of that vile woman Liu Xiangxiang's self-immolation was guided by me! As for that 'divine sword'?"

His eyes blazed with fanatical greed, and his voice suddenly rose: "That is the ancient method for forging an unparalleled, deadly weapon—the [Demon Sword]!"

He seemed to have been holding it in for too long, and now, facing Lin Yu, his "enemy," he suddenly felt a strong urge to confide, or rather, to boast about the creation process of his "masterpiece" before presenting his "results":

"My real name is Wang Xiangxian. I was once an unknown, low-ranking disciple of the Qingshan Daoist sect."

After more than twenty years of arduous cultivation, I was still dull-witted, had meager magical power, and shallow knowledge. Seeing no hope for the Great Dao, I became disheartened...

"Fortunately, Heaven did not forsake me! I discovered that supreme divine artifact in an abandoned ancestral cave in the back mountains of our sect!"

He pointed excitedly to the churning darkness behind him, as if the divine object were within it.

Lin Yu could guess that the divine object the other party was referring to was probably the blurry statue of the deity that he worshipped.

Wang Xiangxian continued, "This is the supreme divine image that our Qingshan Taoist sect worshipped hundreds of years ago! By kneeling and worshipping it devoutly, one can receive divine power and be bestowed with supreme teachings!"

"I have been making offerings day and night, and the divine power has indeed responded, my cultivation has improved. However, ordinary offerings are too slow, and I am burning with anxiety. Until... a divine decree descended: only a blood sacrifice is the shortcut to heaven!"

A morbid fanaticism appeared on Wang Xiangxian's face: "After receiving the divine decree, I left the Qingshan Daoist sect and found a remote mountain village. I offered the lives of all 731 people in the village as sacrifices to worship the statue of the god."

As expected! Divine power surged forth like a tidal wave! Divine grace was boundless! Not only did it bestow upon me greater strength, but it also granted me the sword blank for the [Demon Sword], as well as the secret method for its forging!

He then sighed softly, "However, the forging of this sword requires a malevolent spirit, filled with boundless resentment and utterly ferocious, to willingly sacrifice itself to nourish the weapon and merge with the sword's embryo! How difficult that is! How could a malevolent spirit, filled with resentment, possibly be willing?"

Then his eyes gleamed again: "Fortunately, the divine oracle has once again given guidance—we must seek the legendary 'Yin-Gathering Body'!"

"The Yin-gathering body is born to attract evil spirits. The Yin spirits within it can deceive the spirit of the sword embryo. As long as the Yin-gathering body is willing to make a blood pact with the sword embryo before death and is willing to become a ghost to nourish the sword after death, the pact will be formed."

"The stronger the resentment after its death, the better the effect of nourishing the sword! This is a way to steal the sky and deceive the heavens!" Wang Xiangxian's voice was full of pride.

"Liu Xiangxiang is the perfect 'Yin Gathering Body' that I have been searching for for many years!" He stared at the dark door as if looking at the most precious treasure.

"I'll first use Granny Wu as a pretext, then use that perverted Han Bo to torture and kill his daughter Liu Yue'er! Then I'll change my appearance and deliberately reveal the horrific details to her, driving her to despair and madness!"

"Once he goes mad, I will reappear as his 'benefactor,' pretending to use magic to 'cure' his madness, but in reality, I will deepen his painful memories."

He then tricked her into signing a blood pact under the guise of revenge, promising to help her take revenge on the condition that she must sit on the "Sword-Nourishing Platform" set up by him at a specific time and in a specific location and immolate herself.

Using himself as fuel and resentment as flames, he transformed into an unparalleled demon to nurture the divine sword!

"She was indeed foolish. For the sake of revenge, she agreed without hesitation. On the night of the full moon, flames engulfed her body. With her Yin energy combined with overwhelming resentment, and with my secret method guiding her, she instantly transformed into an unprecedentedly ferocious and evil ghost! Even those unfortunate tenants who were burned to death became her vengeful accomplices."

"But when she first became a demon, her mind was confused, and she only knew how to kill indiscriminately to vent her anger."

I secretly guided her to absorb enough popularity so that she could gradually recover her memories before she went to seek revenge on Han Bo.

The old man then secretly used magic to control her, preventing her from killing Han Bo immediately. She could only watch as Han Bo tormented her day and night, driving her malice and madness to their peak, nourishing her resentment.

"When Han Bo is about to collapse, I will take the initiative to visit him as a 'master of Longhu Mountain' and pretend to collect money to exorcise the demon."

After entering this house, I used a paper effigy to transform into Han Bo's corpse, deceiving her into believing she had avenged her great enemy, and luring her into fulfilling the contract, leading her into the depths of the Sword-Nourishing Platform, where she became completely under my control.

"Only after she was completely trapped did I reveal my true form and tell her the truth: Han Bo was not dead, and her daughter's soul was also captured by me and turned into a wandering ghost, never to be reincarnated."

Everything she did was a ploy; her resentment and despair at that time… hahaha, that was the true, most perfect fire for nurturing the sword.