Urban Evil Suppression: Incorporating the Stone Hard Template

Ye Ziyun's point of view was agreed upon by Chu Lianxin and Zhou Mei, and the two nodded in unison towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng didn't rush to refute, but instead sat there calmly drinking tea.

Just as the three women were about to lose their patience, he chuckled softly:

"I won't even mention the Ghost Emperor. If Ah Mei had met the Ghost King... would she still be standing here now?"

Although I don't know exactly what happened to you last night, or how you got through it,

But one thing is certain: your survival is probably related to the amulet I sold you!

Since it's related to my amulet, the ghost's level couldn't possibly exceed that of a ghost general!

As soon as Ling Feng finished speaking, Chu Lianxin and Ye Ziyun immediately turned to look at Zhou Mei.

Zhou Mei didn't say anything, but silently took off the amulet hanging around her neck and held it in her palm.

Sure enough—the surface of the jade amulet was covered with cracks like a spider web.

Even its original crystal-clear jade-like luster appeared dull and lifeless.

Looking at the tattered jade talisman, Ye Ziyun couldn't help but frown slightly.

After a moment of silence, he turned his gaze back to Ling Feng, who was leisurely sipping his tea:

"Ling Feng, now that we've confirmed this ghost is at the Ghost General level, can you handle it?"

"Didn't I just answer that question? Why are you asking it again?"

"Ling Feng, are you kidding me?"

"When have I ever joked with anyone?"

"That ghost general can change the celestial phenomena at will. Are you sure you can handle it?"

"Yeah, Brother Feng, that ghost general can control the celestial phenomena. Are you sure you can handle him?"

Ling Feng already felt humiliated by Ye Ziyun's repeated belittling of him.

As a result, Chu Lianxin, his nominal little wife, also got involved, which truly made him unable to tolerate it any longer.

He slowly put down his teacup, his previous leisure and indifference vanishing completely.

"By the way... do you guys... have some misunderstanding about my strength?"

And that ghost general's strength...aren't you overestimating it a bit?

Jiang Hao played with a jade pendant in his hand, and his soft chuckle sounded particularly grating to the ears of the three women.

"Although ghost generals can influence celestial phenomena within a small area to some extent,

But who told you... that ghost generals can manipulate and change the celestial phenomena at will?

Perhaps you've misunderstood what I said earlier?

Only ghost kings and higher-level ghosts possess the power to manipulate celestial phenomena at will!

Ling Feng's gaze swept over the three women one by one, and a pure and profound Daoist aura rose from his body:

"What can that ghost general do? How could I not do it? Do you even know what a geomancer is?"

A geomancer is someone who controls the energy flow of a region's land, drawing upon the vital energy of mountains and rivers to suppress evil spirits.

Ling Feng slowly stood up, his eyes no longer showing any trace of languor:

"Ghost General? If you say I've encountered the Ghost King, I might be a little wary, but that's about it!"

As for the Ghost General? Heh... to be frank, I really don't take him seriously.

Even if I don't open the altar to perform the ritual, I can still beat it to death!

Once the altar is set up, even the Ghost King would have to think twice before acting.

When you talk to me, what tone of voice should you use? Is your voice too loud?

"Brother Feng, sob... Is this how you comfort me?"

Zhou Mei was deeply moved by Ling Feng's domineering words.

God knows how scared she was last night?

Especially when they talked about the levels of ghosts, it almost scared her to death!

Her eyes were red, and her voice was filled with sobs.

If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, Zhou Mei would probably have already rushed over and thrown herself into his arms.

Ling Feng stared at the sleeve that Zhou Mei was gripping tightly, and his face immediately fell into a black line.

What is this woman doing? Is she out of her mind?

What kind of nonsense are you imagining for yourself again?

In such a formal setting, who the hell has time to comfort her?

He's actually getting all sentimental about himself? Is this... a sign of being love-struck?

To be fair, she does have a good figure and a pretty face.

But this... is really not his type! Women—they will only hinder his path to becoming an immortal!

Chu Lianxin walked over calmly and pulled Zhou Mei back.

Seeing her best friend with tears in her eyes, I was already burning with anger!

I treated you like my best friend, my best sister, and you actually tried to steal my boyfriend?

Just as the saying goes online, it's absolutely true: beware of fire, theft, and best friends. I guess I can't keep this best friend anymore!

I must cut off all contact with this best friend from now on, and I absolutely cannot let her find any opportunity to take advantage of me!

No… this isn’t safe enough… Chu Lianxin secretly glanced at Ling Feng.

There was a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and it seemed... he was making a desperate decision.

……

The atmosphere at the scene, which was originally quite pleasant, was ruined by Zhou Mei's sobbing.

It was completely destroyed, and everyone sat down again.

After drinking tea for a while, Ye Ziyun could no longer contain her curiosity.

He then moved closer to Ling Feng and inquired about matters concerning the Xuanmen.

"Ling Feng, how do you Xuanmen cultivators classify your own levels?"

And...comparing the geomancer to the ghost general, who is stronger?

Why are you asking this?

"Can't I say?"

Ling Feng stroked the rim of the teacup, glancing at Ye Ziyun with some surprise.

However, he didn't refuse her question. After thinking for a moment, he said seriously:

"Actually, there's nothing that can't be said. The lowest level of a Xuanmen cultivator is a newly initiated Daoist disciple."

Then there are sorcerers, Taoist priests, human teachers, geomancers, celestial masters, and true men!

Judging solely from their ranks, geomancers and ghost generals are actually at the same level.

As for which one is stronger or weaker, well... that's hard to say.

"Why is it hard to say?"

"Because there are just too many factors that influence the strength of either side!"

"For example?"

"For example, environmental issues!" Ling Feng took a sip of tea and tapped his fingertip lightly on the coffee table.

"If a Xuanmen cultivator suddenly ran to some extremely Yin place to deal with a ghost general,

Do you think this cultivator can gain any advantage? That's the Ghost General's home turf!

They thrived in their home turf, while cultivators, in that environment...

Let alone fighting against those ghost generals, just surviving and escaping unscathed would be considered a good outcome.

Of course, the reverse is also true; if the Xuanmen cultivators gain home-field advantage...

The ghost general wouldn't fare much better, so the environment is crucial.

"And then there's the issue of inheritance!" Ling Feng tilted his head, his eyes filled with pride.

Do you know what inheritance is?