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Chapter 172 Fengdu: Why am I being dragged into this again?

"No----"

In broad daylight, Master Luyuan's body, along with his soul, was burned to ashes by divine fire, which greatly frightened the Lin family members who were unaware of what was happening. However, out of their trust in this Xuanmen (evil cultivator) and because Master Luyuan had previously performed the magic of his body becoming ethereal and disappearing, everyone assumed it was some kind of strange magic.

Then a group of people gathered around the altar, staring at the remaining bit of ash from the Deer Park monk, as if waiting for a magician to say the line, "Witness the moment of miracle," and then the Deer Park monk, who had turned to ash, returned to normal.

Unfortunately, they didn't get to see the monk Luyuan perform the miraculous transformation.

Instead, the monk's disciple returned with the news.

"master!"

The disciple who had been employed by the Lin family along with Master Luyuan couldn't keep his composure when he saw his master reduced to ashes.

If the Lin family couldn't tell whether his master was dead or alive, how could he not tell?

Having also practiced the art of astral projection, he saw the Deer Garden Master's dissipated state and knew that he would not only not become an evil spirit, but would also lose all three souls and seven spirits!

But he couldn't kneel down and cry on the spot in this situation.

Oh, don't misunderstand, it's not that he had a good relationship with this evil cultivator master, but that the old man had a lot of things he hadn't taught him, and then he suddenly died, turning him directly from a disciple of the Xuanmen sect with a master into a helpless rogue cultivator.

This fall in status within the extraordinary community is no less than being cut off from the execution line in the Arabachia Federation!

"Ahem, everyone, please be patient. My master simply used the incarnation technique to go out. This is nothing more than the impurities that have been removed from his physical body."

Therefore, the disciple had no choice but to suppress his grief, sweep Master Luyuan's ashes aside as if they were trash, and offer words of comfort.

"I see."

The Lin family members around them breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Although they were very puzzled, they dared not openly question Master Luyuan because of his unpredictable and mysterious methods.

"And this whole table of food—"

"The instruments used in the ritual have lost their spiritual power; you may dispose of them as you see fit."

Although the items used in the ritual should not be thrown away carelessly, now that his master has turned to ashes, how could he possibly dare to leave this table of things behind?

Upon hearing this, the Lin family members, who had been somewhat timid, ordered their servants to pack up their belongings, including the things that had once belonged to Master Luyuan.

Then the disciple dismissed the Lin family and waited for his master's good news before returning to his room.

As for what to do next?

Of course it's moisturizing!

The pinching was so intense that even the master was scared out of his wits, so this little Karami had no choice but to run away as fast as he could!

So, when the Lin family realized what had happened a few days later, they found that the disciple of Master Luyuan had secretly packed his things and left, leaving only a note that read, "[Farewell, do not think of me]". His master, Master Luyuan, never returned.

Even if they didn't understand the mystical arts at all, they now understood.

"We've gotten ourselves into big trouble!"

Lin Chen, the head of the family, paced back and forth in the living room like an ant on a hot pan. At this moment, almost all the younger generation of the family were present.

Among them were his four sons: Lin Tian, ​​Lin Hai, Lin Sheng, and Lin Yan, whose names together form the name Tianhai Shengyan.

Of course, normally it should be the Hainan Rendez-Vous, but Lin Chen's father wasn't very educated, so he named his grandson that. Lin Chen couldn't change his son's name until his father died.

And after so many years, everyone's gotten used to it.

"You lot, tell me, who caused trouble outside that even Master Luyuan couldn't protect us?!"

Even though Lin Chen knew in his heart that Master Luyuan was definitely dead, and that his ashes had been thrown into the trash can by his servants and were probably in the recycling center now, he didn't dare to say it outright.

Since their fate is unknown, they are dead.

Everyone knows what I mean.

The younger generation of the Lin family who were summoned looked at each other in surprise. Many of the spoiled young masters looked nervous, thinking that they had done something wrong and offended someone they shouldn't have. Only Lin Hai froze.

He was drenched in sweat.

"Xiao Hai, did you get into trouble outside?!"

Lin Hai's unusual reaction was naturally noticed by everyone. There was no need to press him for answers; the atmosphere in the room and the news of Master Luyuan's death were enough to terrify Lin Hai, who had not experienced much hardship.

He immediately revealed how he was so angry with Zhao Qing for not letting him join the Superpower Mutual Aid Association that he had asked Master Luyuan to cast a curse on her, including how he bribed Li Chen to get close to Zhao Qing and obtain a drop of her blood.

"Xiao Hai! You—"

"Brother Hai! I never knew you were this kind of person!"

No one could believe that he, who was usually so kind and gentle, could have such a dark heart. This scared his peers, who had developed a spoiled attitude due to their family's sudden wealth. Although they spent money lavishly on drinking, smoking, and women, they had never done anything immoral or immoral!

Lin Hai dared not deny that he had been bewitched, after all, he had indeed harbored the thought of making Zhao Qing suffer, and even more outrageous thoughts—

Upon hearing his son's admission, Lin Chen looked up and sighed deeply.

"Little Hai—Little Hai—"

But in the end, he did not hit his son.

After a long silence, Lin Chen seemed to have thought of something, a look of seriousness flashed in his eyes, but he still made up his mind.

"I'll find a way to handle this—"

"dad?"

Lin Hai looked up in disbelief.

No one expected that this usually timid head of the family, who had been suppressed by his grandfather until he inherited the family business, would have such a tough side.

"Even that powerful Lu Yuan mage has been dealt with, and renowned figures in the Xuanmen sect look down on us. Our enemies might even be powerful figures from the Xuanmen sect themselves. What do we have to fight them with?"

Compared to the brainless villainous young master in urban novels, Lin Hai was quite clear-headed. After roughly figuring out the ins and outs, he knew that his family was definitely no match for them. Rather than fighting to the death, it would be better to spend money to avoid trouble.

But Lin Chen had his own ideas.

"I think you've heard of Fengdu, right? That ghost general who was defeated by the Grim Reaper's proxy during the ghost-hunting livestream incident. Your dad knows a girl from that world; although she can't defeat her, she can still protect our family from the hands of those in the Xuanmen sect."

Fengdu: ?

This is the downside of excessive contact with human society.

Even if they want to live a secluded life, the personal and social networks they build will still come knocking, especially when they are interfered with by the forces of fate.

They can't escape even if they want to.