After the ghost-hunting master descended the mountain, his fame spread throughout the capital.

Jiang Dusheng straightened up, his voice icy, "Cui Wenjing, what you've done today is truly disgusting."

She took a step forward, and an invisible pressure followed: "You keep saying you dare not defy the marriage arranged by your parents, afraid of offending the Pei family, afraid of offending the Wei family..."

She shook her head slightly, her eyes filled with undisguised disdain:

"You dare not say a word against tyranny, yet you dare to extend your poisonous hands to three innocent women."

"Wei Mingli is completely innocent!" Jiang Dusheng's voice suddenly rose, filled with suppressed anger. "She has no grudge against you, and may even be full of anticipation for marriage or at least resigned to her fate. Just because of a marriage contract arranged by her parents, she has to endure your insidious schemes."

She stared at Cui Wenjing as if she wanted to burn through his hypocritical facade. "You used evil magic to steal and devour her life force, intending to kill her."

"Her vibrant life, a priceless treasure in the eyes of her parents and relatives, is merely a stepping stone for breaking free from constraints in your eyes, something you can trample on and take away at will?"

"Is the future of the person you love the future the future, but isn't Wei Mingli's life also a life?"

"Your infatuated cousin is even more pitiful and pathetic." A fierce glint flashed in Jiang Dusheng's eyes. "She loved you in life, and perhaps she carried that longing for you with her until her death."

"But what about after death? Your body will not find peace, your flesh and blood will be cruelly cut away by those you trusted, becoming a tool for you to take lives."

"Her soul is restless and her resentment is unquenchable, all because of you! You used her to do this despicable thing, so that she will not find peace even in death."

Jiang Dusheng looked down at Cui Wenjing, his speech slowing, yet becoming even more menacing:

"In the dead of night, do you hear her weeping? Do you see her bloodied and mangled chest, begging for your life?"

"And your so-called sweetheart," Jiang Dusheng said sarcastically, "you think you're plotting for her? Protecting your forbidden love?"

"Ridiculous. You're nothing but a selfish and cowardly wretch!"

"You dare not marry openly and fight for the one you love, but instead use such despicable means to take someone's life."

"You dare not bear the pressure that might come from annulling the engagement, yet you dare to let your beloved bear the sins and endless infamy of indirectly causing Miss Wei's death and using the deceased's body!"

"If word gets out about what you did today, your sweetheart will be dragged into the mire and her reputation will be ruined."

"The world will not only despise you, Cui Wenjing, for your insidious and shameless behavior, but will also question whether she was already aware of the situation or even conspired with you."

"She will become a femme fatale condemned by everyone, her reputation ruined, and she will be despised by all. She will pay a price a hundred times worse than you for your so-called deep affection."

"This isn't love for her, it's harming her, dragging her into hell and condemning her to eternal damnation. Your love is selfish beyond belief and disgustingly ugly."

"What right does a man who doesn't even dare to express his true feelings openly, and only paves his way through intrigue and sacrificing others in the shadows, have to talk about deep affection?"

Jiang Dusheng's words were like knives, each sentence piercing the heart, completely dissecting Cui Wenjing's selfish, cowardly, hypocritical, and vicious nature, exposing it to the light of day.

"What you dare not rebel against is never your family, nor power, but your own inner baseness and incompetence!"

"You killed Wei Mingli, tainted your cousin's soul, and ruined the innocent future your beloved might have had. Cui Wenjing, you are the real scourge."

The hall was deathly silent, with only Jiang Dusheng's clear and powerful voice echoing through it.

Lady Wei was already in tears, a mixture of fear, anger, and heartache over her daughter's innocent suffering.

Cui Wenjing collapsed to the ground, his face ashen, as if all his energy had been drained away.

Jiang Dusheng's words, which struck at his heart, completely shattered his last defenses and pretense, leaving him unable to even deceive himself.

Looking at him like this, Jiang Dusheng showed no pity whatsoever. "Tell me, who taught you this insidious and evil technique that uses corpses as bait to steal life force?"

Even if ordinary sons of high-ranking families harbor evil intentions, they might not know such specific and bizarre techniques.

Upon hearing this, Cui Wenjing's unfocused gaze suddenly sharpened, revealing a smile tinged with mockery and smugness:

"Who taught me? Why would I need anyone to teach me?" His voice was hoarse, tinged with pride. "I, Cui Wenjing, have been well-read since childhood, encompassing classics, history, philosophy, and literature, as well as a wide range of other subjects..."

"Those ancient books and scrolls purchased at great expense from merchants from the Western Regions, you gentlemen probably wouldn't even bother to look at them, would you?"

"There are countless shamanic techniques recorded in it... I merely... merely made slight modifications." He spoke casually, as if discussing recipe improvements.

"As for why I used my cousin's flesh..." He paused, his voice turning cold.

"Hehe, doesn't the book also say that those who die violently, die young, or have unfulfilled obsessions are most likely to have their flesh and soul tainted by resentment and evil energy, and are also most nourished... no, in your words, most likely to resonate with evil magic."

He licked his chapped lips. "Her reluctance to leave this world is the perfect trigger! Haha...hahahaha..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but burst into wild laughter again. His hoarse, piercing laughter echoed in the front hall, sounding particularly eerie.

Seeing this, Jiang Dusheng frowned slightly and asked no more questions.

Cui Wenjing's evil stemmed from his inherent selfishness and cowardice, while his knowledge provided him with the basis for committing evil.

More importantly, this matter is no longer simply about evil magic harming people; it also involves secrets of high-ranking families.

Jiang Dusheng turned to the ashen-faced Duchess of Wei and said:

"Madam, when the Cui family arrives, you must find out two things: first, the exact date and time of birth and name of the woman whose flesh was cut off; second, where she is buried."

Lady Wei, who now regarded Jiang Dusheng as a god, nodded vigorously upon hearing this, making sure to remember these two points.

Jiang Dusheng nodded slightly and explained, "Although Miss Wei did not mean it, she did consume someone else's flesh and blood, and that flesh and blood was subjected to evil magic. This is a great cause and effect."

Her gaze was clear and focused as she looked directly at the Duchess of Wei. "If this is not resolved, even if I use magic to temporarily dispel the death energy within her and revive her, I fear she will still be haunted by the lingering resentment of that woman."

"In the future, you may suffer from frequent illnesses and disasters, and be restless. In severe cases, your luck will be in a continuous slump, and you will have no peaceful days. You may even attract evil spirits again."

Lady Wei, upon hearing this, turned pale and cried out urgently, "Then...then how can this be resolved? Please, young lady, save Li'er!"

"There is a solution, but it requires the cooperation of the lady. Choose an auspicious time, bring Miss Wei and Cui Wenjing himself, and go to the woman's grave to perform a ritual to put an end to this ill-fated relationship, restore the stolen life force, and appease the resentment."

"Take this beast with you?" The Duchess of Wei looked at Cui Wenjing, her eyes still filled with hatred.

"We must bring him along." Jiang Dusheng said firmly, "He is the instigator, the one who connected this cause and effect. Only with him present and his personal confession can the resentment be resolved to the greatest extent and the main karmic debt be transferred back to him."

After hearing this, the Duchess of Wei, though still filled with hatred for Cui Wenjing, understood the implications.

She now completely believed Jiang Dusheng's words and almost immediately agreed:

"I understand. I will follow Miss Jiang's orders! When the Cui family arrives, I will definitely ask them what is going on! I am so grateful to you, Miss Jiang, otherwise my Li'er..." As she spoke, her eyes reddened again.

Jiang Dusheng nodded slightly: "Madam, you are too kind. The most important thing right now is to stabilize Miss Wei's condition. I will leave a soul-soothing talisman to ensure that her life force will not be corrupted by evil magic for three days."

"Once everything is ready, Madam can send someone to the Jiang residence to summon me. I need to go back and prepare some items required for the ritual."

"Thank you so much, young lady! I will never forget your kindness!" The Duchess of Wei thanked her again solemnly, personally escorted Jiang Dusheng to the gate of the mansion, and watched her figure disappear around the street corner before taking a deep breath and turning back to the mansion.

Jiang Dusheng returned to the Jiang residence. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw Wang Dazhuang looking mysterious, his tone revealing excitement and a hint of boasting:

"Master, you're finally back! Quick, come inside and see what's happening!"

Without saying a word, he practically pushed and pulled Jiang Dusheng towards the main room.