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These bamboo stalks seem intent on trapping people in place.

At the end of the path, Guo Fengdan and her husband stood expressionless. Before them were more tormented souls from the Guo family, all maimed and charred. They all pointed in unison towards a specific spot.

Maidservant Cailiu bowed stiffly, "I beg... beg Master, save Miss."

"She... after she passed away, she was coerced by General Sun's ghost to deceive Young Master Yu. It was General Sun who committed all the evil deeds. He wants to use Young Master Yu's body to reincarnate."

The situation had become clear.

Yu Feiyang's words at the gravesite had attracted the malevolent spirit of General Sun. Guo Fengdan was lured into bringing Yu Feiyang to the old Guo family residence, with the intention of slaying his soul so that General Sun could use Yu Feiyang's body to resurrect.

Cailiu continued, "That day, General Sun intended to kill Young Master Yu. Miss... Miss wouldn't consent. She risked... risking her soul's dispersal to stop General Sun. She was already on the verge of being completely drained."

Chu Yuening looked in the direction the Guo family ghosts were pointing.

The dark opening ahead resembled the maw of a monstrous beast, exuding thick, oppressive energy.

She redirected her gaze and asked, "So, General Sun had died long ago?"

"Dashuai Sun... he also met with a tragic end through treachery," Cai Liu explained stiffly. "He was enraged... he killed... many people. After his death, he became a vengeful spirit, forcing... forcing Miss to stay by his side."

"He also coerced... the Guo family into serving him."

Over the hundred years, the Guo family had encountered their fair share of Taoist priests. Whenever they sought help, either the priests aimed to eliminate them or were too intimidated by the formidable Dashuai Sun to confront him.

The ghosts of the Guo family had been trapped there for a long time.

This young woman in her twenties was far younger than any of the Taoist priests they had seen before. Unlike those priests who were armed with various mystical tools, she only carried a simple peach wood sword and a compass. Nonetheless, they could sense Chu Yuening's immense power. Just being near her, just one glance from her, sent the ghosts trembling in fear.

They looked at Chu Yuening with hopeful eyes, longing to be freed and reincarnated.

Under the watchful gaze of so many ghosts, Chu Yuening twirled her sword, dispelling the malevolent energy. "Stay here nicely. I'll send you on your way to reincarnation when I'm done."

The Guo family members struggled to force smiles on their rigid faces as they bowed, witnessing Chu Yuening stepping into Dashuai Sun's territory.

The moment she set foot inside, Chu Yuening felt an overwhelming surge of negative energy pressing down upon her.

Recalling the missing Officer Zhou, a foreboding sensation welled up within her.

Dashuai Sun had initially intended to seize the vessel.

With great virtuous deeds upon him, if Zhou Fengxu were to be possessed by ghosts, those deeds could aid their cultivation.

Now,

she was no longer worried about Yu Feiyang.

It was Zhou Fengxu that concerned her.

After all, anyone with common sense would choose the KFC meal with more value.

Zhou Fengxu awoke to find himself bound in a bamboo grove.

His head throbbed, and his eyes felt heavy, struggling to open. Struggling against the darkness, he saw a vast expanse of bamboo, with a large, neglected grave at its center. The tomb, worn down by time, bore the faint outline of a character 'Sun' etched on the gravestone.

He remembered wandering into the other side of the bamboo forest after becoming separated, then losing consciousness as the miasma rose.

He awoke once more.

And found himself here.

Surveying his surroundings, Zhou Fengxu leaned against the bamboo pole, gradually wearing down the hemp rope with his movements. The knot began to loosen. He remained calm, continuing his task, his gaze fixed ahead.

A white mist emerged, and atop a grave, an apparition seemed to sit. Gradually, this figure stirred and stepped out from the fog.

His face was now fully and distinctly revealed.

It was none other than Dashuai Sun.

Dashuai Sun was dressed in his most favored military uniform from his former life. He stroked his handlebar mustache, his complexion pale with lips as red as blood. "I've finally found the perfect vessel."

Guo Fengdan's figure was on the verge of dissipating when Dashuai Sun ensnared her with his magical powers, trapping her before the grave. She struggled to lift her head and glance at the bound person, only to realize it was not Yu Feiyang. Disappointed, she lowered her head again.

"Feng Dan, take a look." Dashuai Sun gazed at the chosen vessel with an entranced expression. "Very soon, I will be able to reincarnate with my memories intact and reign over Hong Kong once more."

"You would rather disintegrate into nothingness for a mere man," he said through gritted teeth, his voice laced with envy and resentment.

For over a century, he had failed to win Guo Fengdan's affection, only for her to give her heart to Yu Feiyang, an empty-headed young fool after all that time.

Guo Fengdan spoke calmly, "Even if it means disintegrating, I would never aid you in harming others."

A sharp slap echoed through the air.

A resounding blow in mid-air left five bloody fingerprints on Guo Fengdan's already pale face.

"Ha!" Dashuai Sun scoffed in anger, "Disgraceful! Then go ahead and disintegrate! When I am reborn, I will have any woman I desire!"

Dashuai Sun fixated his gaze on Zhou Fengxu, his eyes gradually becoming greedier, filled with a lustful glint.

Zhou Fengxu was bathed in golden destiny light and virtue radiance.

"It's no longer a dream to live another hundred years with the fusion of this vessel!"

Once he devoured Zhou Fengxu's soul and cultivated diligently with these virtues, perhaps he could forge a new path! Then, he would rise to the pinnacle of power once more!

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Dashuai Sun laughed maniacally.

Suddenly, a clear and cold voice interrupted the ghost's delusions.

"Fusion?"

Dashuai Sun looked over in surprise.

Zhou Fengxu had already freed himself from the ropes, his cold gaze fixed on his aching wrists. "We'll see just how capable you are!"

He had prepared for this separation by wrapping bullets with talismans and stuffing them into the gun chamber. Now, he held the gun, aiming it at Dashuai Sun's head.

"A gun?" Dashuai Sun was brimming with arrogance. "This kind of thing is useless now."

He had long since passed away.

How could a bullet possibly harm him anymore?

As the words left his mouth.