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

Cao Kun glanced at her, his tone icy: "That's an illusion it created."

"The subconscious mind doesn't lie, Master."

Chris floated up to Cao Kun and ran her fingers along his chin.

"This little girl just said to herself that she would rather face you than a monster."

Tsk tsk, it seems that your aura of justice is absolutely devastating to teenage girls like this.

You're committing a crime.

"I think you're itching for a beating again." Cao Kun withdrew his gaze, his voice turning somber.

Chris wasn't afraid at all; on the contrary, she seemed to have heard some wonderful instruction.

She slumped softly on the carpet at Cao Kun's feet, her eyes glazed over, a sickly excitement playing on her lips.

"Yes, Master."

Chris ripped open her collar, revealing a large expanse of smooth skin, her voice sickeningly sweet.

"You know perfectly well that I love my master's 'punishment' the most."

"Quickly, use your magic to whip me hard, just like you would those evil spirits. Don't show me any mercy."

Looking at the shameless succubus on the ground, Cao Kun felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Such a stubborn and eccentric individual is indeed difficult to communicate with.

"Get back to your phone," Cao Kun hissed.

"I'm not going back unless my master punishes me."

Chris coiled around Cao Kun's leg like a snake: "This little girl is sleeping very soundly, we can do something meaningful... an 'experiment'."

"Don't make me say it a second time." A glint of lightning flashed in Cao Kun's eyes.

Chris was startled by Lei Yi, shrank her neck, and then stood up with a sour look on her face.

"How utterly clueless about romance."

She gave a soft hum and vanished into smoke, adding a final sentence before disappearing:

"Master, remember not to touch that little bean sprout; it would lower the class."

The room was finally quiet.

Cao Kun sat back down on the sofa and opened the magazine.

The night passed quickly.

As dawn broke, the sound of street sweepers passing by echoed through the streets of Beverly Hills outside the window.

Cao Kun closed the book and looked at Taylor on the bed.

The girl fluttered her eyelashes, slowly opened her eyes, and looked much better than yesterday.

Good morning, Master Cao.

Taylor sat up, her eyes darting around as she recalled what happened last night, her little hands instinctively gripping the corner of the blanket.

"Good morning." Cao Kun stood up, his tone as usual. "Wash up, your father will be here soon."

"Okay, okay." Taylor lowered her head and ran into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Scott walked in with breakfast.

He glanced around the room, then looked at Cao Kun. Seeing that the two of them looked normal, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Cao, how was last night?" Scott asked with concern.

Cao Kun took the coffee and said calmly, "Everything is fine."

The day passed unusually peacefully.

The three of them stayed in the hotel.

Aside from occasionally flipping through magazines, Cao Kun spends most of his time resting with his eyes closed.

After reaching the level of Grand Celestial Master, Cao Kun's temperament became much calmer.

He could sit still for a week or a month, let alone a day.

This calm made Scott uneasy; he always felt it was the calm before the storm.

Night fell, at one in the morning.

Taylor had already fallen into a deep sleep under the calming effect of the talisman.

Cao Kun sat on a single sofa, his spiritual senses spreading throughout the bedroom like a fine spider web.

He was reviewing what happened last night.

He didn't even realize Taylor was hallucinating last night.

This "smiling spirit" is indeed eerie.

It doesn't invade from the outside, but rather resembles a virus lurking in the genes.

It erupts directly from the depths of the victim's consciousness.

There was no fluctuation of yin energy, no ripples in space.

Unless he used the "Sympathy Charm" to forcibly connect with Taylor's mental world.

Otherwise, from the outside perspective, Taylor would just be dreaming.

If it weren't for Chris, who was also a spiritual being, not noticing the abnormal distortion in Taylor's brainwaves.

Taylor may have lost her life last night during that hallucination of "strangling herself".

"Owner."

Chris's voice suddenly rang in my mind, carrying a hint of urgency.

"It's here. Taylor's consciousness is being forcibly taken over, and at an extremely fast pace!"

Cao Kun suddenly opened his eyes.

Moonlight streamed onto the bed.

Taylor, who was originally lying on her side, suddenly stiffened and rolled over to lie flat on the bed.

Her eyes snapped open, her pupils shrinking to tiny dots, and the whites of her eyes were covered with dense blood vessels.

"Hey……"

A hoarse syllable was squeezed out of Taylor's throat.

Immediately afterwards, Cao Kun saw Taylor's lips begin to tremble.

The muscles on both sides felt as if they were being hooked by invisible hooks, being pulled upwards and backwards little by little.

That's an arc that exceeds the limits of human facial muscles.

The skin and flesh were stretched to the point of being almost transparent, and you could even see the tiny blood vessels that had burst on the cheeks.

In less than two seconds, a huge smile appeared, the corners of the mouth almost reaching the ears, revealing two rows of stark white teeth...

It just stretched across Taylor's youthful face.

"Hehehe..."

Taylor let out a strange laugh, but there was no laughter in his eyes; instead, tears streamed down his face.

His eyes were full of pleading as he looked at Cao Kun.

Clearly, she knew what she was doing, but she couldn't control herself.

She sat up abruptly, her movements stiff as if she were a puppet with its strings cut.

With its head tilted, that huge smiling face appeared extremely ferocious in the dim light.

"urgent!"

Cao Kun shouted, then pointed his fingers into a sword shape and pointed it at Taylor in the air.

hum!

Taylor, who was lying on the bed, suddenly had several dazzling golden lights burst out from his body.

The golden light was like countless tiny needles, shooting out from every pore of her skin.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream, almost tearing eardrums apart, suddenly rang out in the room.

The sound didn't come from Taylor's mouth at all.

Instead, it seemed to emanate simultaneously from cracks in the air, from every corner.

It turned out that Cao Kun had already planted a "seed of divine suppression" formed from a wisp of magical power into her consciousness.

This is the moment I've been waiting for.

Without any hesitation, Cao Kun stepped onto the Kui Xing position and unleashed a barrage of incantations:

"The Supreme Star, responding without ceasing."

Exorcise evil spirits and protect your life.

Wisdom is clear and bright, and the mind is at peace.

The three souls are eternal, and the spirit is never lost.

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

The Purification Mantra!

This is one of the eight great Taoist incantations, which is mainly used to overcome all illusions, inner demons, and spiritual pollution.

As the incantation ended, the air in the room seemed to boil and fluctuate wildly.

"Ah! Ah! No..."

The screams grew more terrified and desperate.

Taylor's face, which was almost transparent due to the strain of his muscles, seemed to have been forcibly pressed back down by an invisible hand.

His lips trembled as he closed them, and that eerie stiffness quickly subsided.

Tears streamed down the girl's face.

Completely exhausted, he collapsed back onto the bed and fell into a deep coma.

Almost simultaneously, a semi-transparent, ripple-like phantom appeared...

It was forcibly squeezed out from between Taylor's eyebrows.

The thing twisted and turned wildly in mid-air, trying to burrow into the floor.

"Trying to escape?"

Cao Kun's expression was stern. He flipped his right hand, and three dark red triangular flags appeared in his palm.

"Stay here!"

He threw it backhand.

Three battle flags, arranged in a triangular shape, were nailed to the three corners of the room, their vermilion red surfaces gleaming brightly.

"Charge!"