While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

"Then am I doomed?"

Li Fu's legs went weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

She's just an actress; she's never experienced anything like this, something that only happens in horror movies.

"Master Cao, save me! I'll give you any amount of money! Please don't abandon me!"

Li Fu gripped Cao Kun's sleeve tightly, her knuckles turning white.

She was really scared.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Cao Kun felt helpless.

He wanted to wash his hands of it, but since he had already taken charge, he had become involved with the Gongyang Cult.

Now, he and Li Fu are considered to be on the same side.

"It's very difficult to completely remove this mark."

Cao Kun spoke frankly: "Unless we find the source of the Gongyang School, or that so-called 'master,' and completely resolve it."

But with my current abilities, I can't do it yet.

Upon hearing this, the light in Li Fu's eyes dimmed instantly.

"but……"

Cao Kun then changed the subject, "Although I can't completely eliminate it, I can help you suppress it and provide you with protection."

Li Fu looked up abruptly: "Really?"

With a flick of his wrist, Cao Kun produced a talisman in his hand.

"Keep this amulet close to your body, in a sealed waterproof bag, and don't take it off when you shower or sleep."

Cao Kun handed her the talisman, saying, "If anything unclean gets close, it will protect you from harm."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Li Fu was overjoyed. Her hands trembled as she accepted the talisman, pressing it tightly to her chest as if she had grasped her last lifeline.

"How much?" Li Fu asked immediately.

Cao Kun held up one finger: "$10."

"Okay! No problem!"

Without saying a word, Li Fu turned around and went to write the check again.

As long as it saves her life, she'd be willing to give even a million, let alone 100,000.

After receiving the talisman, Li Fu's emotions finally stabilized a little.

But as she looked at the empty mansion, the fear in her eyes had not dissipated.

"Master Cao..."

Li Fu bit her lip and looked at Cao Kun with pleading eyes, "Tonight... can you not leave?"

I really don't dare to stay here alone... even with the talisman, I'm still afraid.

Cao Kun looked at her, then at the pitch-black night outside the window.

"Just for one night, I can't stay by your side forever."

"Okay, just for one night." Li Fu nodded with a look of surprise and delight.

Cao Kun agreed to stay.

It wasn't entirely because of Liv-Taylor's pitiful eyes, nor was it solely because of the check.

It's more of a strategic consideration.

Since the Gongyang School has already set its sights on this place and left its mark,

So this Beverly Hills mansion will inevitably become the center of the storm sooner or later.

Rather than passively waiting for the opponent to make a move from the shadows, it's better to turn the tables and transform this place into a trap for the Gongyang Cult.

Or rather, it was one of his outposts—a bridgehead.

If we could set up a large formation here.

He would be able to know immediately if the Gongyang Cult or evil spirits attacked.

They can also use the power of the formation to deliver a head-on blow to the opponent and trace the clues to find the so-called "master".

"Go and rest first, don't worry about me."

Cao Kun said to Li Fu, "I need to walk around your house and check out the terrain."

"Okay, okay."

Although Li Fu was scared, seeing Cao Kun made her feel somewhat more at ease.

Cao Kun came to the courtyard alone.

It was late at night, and the moonlight was cold and clear.

He activated his spiritual vision and carefully examined the feng shui layout of the mansion.

"Backed by mountains and facing water, sheltered from the wind and gathering auspicious energy, it was originally a very good layout for wealth and prosperity..."

Cao Kun walked around the house.

He quickly constructed a blueprint for the formation in his mind.

After planning the array nodes, Cao Kun returned to the house and settled into a guest room on the first floor.

……

Night was falling.

Cao Kun sat cross-legged on the bed, not falling asleep immediately, but instead nourishing the magical power within his body.

Suddenly, the door lock made a soft "click" sound.

Cao Kun opened his eyes, somewhat surprised.

The door was pushed open a crack, and a slender figure slipped in before quickly locking the door behind her.

By the moonlight streaming through the window, Cao Kun could make out who it was.

It was Rif Taylor.

She was still wearing that thin silk nightgown.

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, she was barefoot, and her expression looked both tense and resolute.

"What's wrong?" Cao Kun asked knowingly. "Are you still scared?"

Li Fu didn't speak, but bit her lip and walked step by step to the bedside.

She looked at Cao Kun, took a deep breath, as if she had made a momentous decision.

"Master Cao... I just looked up some information about demon sacrifices online."

Although many of these claims are unreliable, one point is frequently mentioned.

Her voice trembled, and her cheeks flushed an unnatural red in the moonlight.

Cao Kun raised an eyebrow: "Which one?"

"Many demonic rituals, especially those that aim to descend to earth, often require... require a pure soul."

Li Fu lowered her head, not daring to look Cao Kun in the eye, her voice barely audible:

"Annabelle previously stated that she desired the soul of a 'pure woman'..."

I wonder, if... if I were no longer pure, would I be able to break their rituals?

Will they then despise my soul and spare me?

Cao Kun was taken aback.

This logic...

That actually makes a lot of sense!

Although in mysticism, the so-called "purity" often refers to the purity of the soul.

Not just the membrane on the body.

However, in these kinds of horror movies or Western legends, virgins are indeed often the devil's first choice of sacrifice.

If the offerings "go bad", the demon might actually feel it's bad luck.

"so……"

Cao Kun looked at Li Fu, who had already walked to the bedside, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "What are your plans?"

Li Fu suddenly raised her head, her deep blue eyes brimming with tears, carrying a hint of desperate courage.

"Master Cao, rather than handing this body and soul over to that disgusting demon, I would rather... hand it over to you."

As she spoke, she reached out and untied the ribbon of her nightgown.

The silky fabric slid down her smooth skin and piled up at her feet.

Her perfect body was laid bare in the moonlight, like a statue of a goddess from Greek mythology, yet it also carried the warmth and trembling of mortals.

"Please... help me."

She exuded a delicate fragrance and nestled into Cao Kun's arms, her body burning with an astonishing heat.

Cao Kun sighed.

I almost blurted out, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

"Since you've come to this realization, how can I just stand by and watch you die?"

……

In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Cao Kun woke up feeling refreshed.

Lifu was still fast asleep beside him, the tear stains at the corners of her eyes had dried, and her brows were no longer furrowed.

Cao Kun sat up, gently turned Li Fu over, and checked her back.

The eerie red mark, resembling a child urinating, was still clearly imprinted on his smooth back.

The color did not fade at all; on the contrary, it appeared even more striking due to the rosy complexion of the surrounding skin.