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Chapter 32 Changes in the Demon-Subduing Diagram
Chen's Pharmacy.

backyard.

As dusk settled, Wu Ming sat in the courtyard, the Crimson Python Spear lying horizontally on a stone platform beside him. On the platform was a tea set, with a little tea in the teacup. It wasn't blood herb tea, just ordinary tea.

"It's getting late, it's time to rest."

Ma Liu was sitting to the side, sipping his tea. Then, looking at the sky, he stretched and stood up.

"Brother Wu, you'll be in charge of keeping watch for the first half of the night."

Sun Wang, who was also standing nearby, nodded to Wu Ming and said, "I'll relieve you in the middle of the night."

"it is good."

Wu Ming nodded slightly.

The guarding of the pharmacy wasn't too troublesome during the day, but it was a different story at night. It was a rotation of four people, including Hu Yong, who took turns in pairs. Tonight, he and Sun Wang were on duty. He was responsible for the first half of the night, and Sun Wang would take over for the second half.

At this moment, Hu Yong walked in from outside and said to Wu Ming in a deep voice, "Xiao Wu, I heard that tonight is a yin month and yin day, and some unclean things may appear. If you run into them tonight, don't be scared."

Yin month and Yin day?

Wu Ming was taken aback upon hearing this, and his gaze sharpened.

But at that moment, Sun Wang, seeing Wu Ming's somewhat serious expression, grinned and burst into laughter:

"Haha, Brother Wu may be young, but he is a proper blood-coagulation martial artist with pure yang blood energy. Don't talk about unclean things. Even if there are really yin evil spirits, they will avoid them. Those things can only scare ordinary people."

Along with Sun Wang's loud laughter, Hu Yong, who had been feigning seriousness, also chuckled. He patted Wu Ming on the shoulder and laughed heartily, "That was just a joke. Even in the dead of night, at the most yin time, when we walk through mass graves, we don't encounter any evil spirits or ghosts. Those folk tales and strange phenomena are just ordinary people with weak blood and qi who are aroused by yin energy and see some illusions. At least I have never seen any ghosts with my own eyes in my life."

"That's it."

Ma Liu shook his head leisurely and said, "Evil spirits and ghosts are never scary. If we're talking about what's scary, the human heart is far more terrifying than evil spirits and ghosts. The fact that that gang of thieves hasn't been wiped out yet is the real problem."

Upon hearing Ma Liu mention the 'evil bandits,' Hu Yong's expression became more serious. Indeed, compared to any ethereal ghosts, these ruthless bandits who roamed the city, killing indiscriminately, were the truly worrisome troublemakers.

"Please rest assured, everyone. If there is any disturbance, I will immediately alert you."

After a brief moment of contemplation, Wu Ming addressed the crowd.

He had seen evil spirits with his own eyes and knew that evil spirits and ghosts were not ethereal in this world. But now that he was a Blood Condensation Martial Artist, he really had no need to fear any evil spirits. Just as Hu Yong said, since he mastered Blood Condensation, he had never seen any evil spirits or ghosts in his life. Martial artists like them, who were full of pure Yang blood energy, would stay far away from any evil spirits or ghosts.

In comparison,

Indeed, the bandits who roamed the city were more troublesome.

Sun Wang nodded, turned around and went into the house to rest. He would have to come back to relieve Wu Ming later that night. Hu Yong chatted with Wu Ming in the courtyard for a while, and only went into the house and turned off the lights when it got completely dark.

Wu Ming sat in the center of the courtyard, holding his spear. After a while, the surroundings became completely dark, and all was quiet except for the occasional chirping of insects.

I do not know how long it has been.

Wu Ming suddenly sensed something, his eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately raised the spear in his hand. He took a step and leaped up, grabbing the edge of the outer courtyard wall with one hand, sticking his head out of the wall, and looking in a direction not far away.

In that direction, a group of figures could be seen moving about, their lights flickering, heading towards the courtyard where he was.

"That is……"

Wu Ming's gaze sharpened at first, but his expression quickly relaxed slightly.

He saw the group of people rushing past in the streets ahead. They were all dressed in dark blue flying fish robes, carrying weapons, and each had a special lighting device hanging from their waist that emitted light at night, like flames.

The conspicuous attire and the subtle oppressive aura that could be felt even from a distance made it clear that the person was not some nocturnal bandit, but a night patrolman from the Censorate.

Having guarded Chen's Pharmacy for several days, this wasn't the first time Wu Ming had seen them.

Among the night patrolmen, some experts had already noticed Wu Ming's spying, but they only glanced at him from afar in the darkness and didn't pay much attention to it before patrolling the streets and heading away.

Just after the night patrolmen from the Censorate passed by, the nearby streets and alleys became even quieter. Wu Ming, carrying the Crimson Python Spear, stood still in a shady spot near the courtyard wall, holding the spear motionless, remaining alert and constantly sensing any movement inside or outside the courtyard.

As time passed, the courtyard grew increasingly quiet, until even the chirping of insects disappeared, plunging into utter stillness. Gradually,
Late at night.

Looking up at the sky at this moment, one can see that the sky is completely black. Not only can not a single star be seen, but even the moonlight has become extremely dim and hazy, as if it is covered by a black mist.

Although it was early spring, long past the dead of winter, Wu Ming felt a chill seeping into his body as he stood in the courtyard. This chill did not come from the temperature, but from an indescribable source.

"Is this the Yin month and Yin day, the time of extreme Yin?"

Wu Ming glanced at his arm. Although he was wearing clothes and it was too dark to see clearly, he could clearly feel that a row of dense goosebumps had quietly appeared on his arm.

He suspected that if Sun Wang, Ma Liu, and others were guarding the place, they might not have noticed anything. The reason he felt this inexplicable chill was due to his extraordinary spiritual perception, which allowed him to perceive extremely subtle changes in the world.

"..."

Wu Ming reached out and touched his arm, feeling the hairs on his arm suddenly stand up.

He glanced at the courtyard wall, then suddenly used his spear to prop himself up, using the momentum to flip himself onto the wall. He then lightly leaped onto the roof, crouched down quietly, and scanned the streets and alleys in all directions.

It’s better not to look at it.

Upon looking at it, he was quite startled.

In his view, the entire street was shrouded in darkness, without any candlelight. But in the depths of that desolate night, there were a few eerie white figures drifting slowly through the darkness.

Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly discovered that if he closed his eyes, his vision would be plunged into darkness, and he would be unable to see the outline of the streets and alleys at all. However, the white shadows not only did not disappear, but became clearer.

Obviously,

Those eerie white shadows were not seen by his naked eye, but by his mental perception. If Sun Wang, Ma Liu and the others were here, they might not be able to see anything at all.

After his initial surprise, Wu Ming quickly calmed down. Now that he was a Blood Condensation Martial Artist, he was naturally not afraid of any ghosts or spirits. However, with his powerful spiritual perception, he was able to directly 'see' these so-called dirty things. After a brief moment of astonishment, he found it interesting and began to observe the clusters of white shadows with great interest.

Those white figures, barely discernible as human outlines, were wandering aimlessly.

"This should be what is called a 'wandering spirit' in the tales of the supernatural. It is born from dense yin energy during the most yin time. It has no consciousness and cannot be seen by the naked eye of ordinary people. As soon as the yin energy dissipates, it will quickly dissipate. It probably does not pose any threat to ordinary people. Only those who are extremely weak may 'see' it and then be frightened."

Wu Ming observed the white figures, a thoughtful expression on his mind.

suddenly.

He noticed a white shadow that wandered aimlessly for a moment before approaching him.

A thought suddenly flashed through Wu Ming's mind.

Is this thing usable?
The Black Emperor's Demon-Subduing Diagram in his mind had been silent ever since he last suppressed the evil spirit. That kind of demonic energy was extremely dangerous, and even if it reappeared, he would not dare to act rashly. However, the wandering souls born from the accumulation of yin energy posed no threat to him. He only needed to rouse his pure yang blood energy and charge at close range, and they would probably collapse immediately.

After a moment's thought, a glint flashed in Wu Ming's eyes. He quietly leaped off the roof and landed directly on the floating white shadow.

"..."

As soon as Wu Ming approached, the white figure immediately became blurry, showing signs of disintegration. It instinctively stopped advancing and began to retreat away from Wu Ming.

Seeing this, Wu Ming controlled and concealed his aura, trying his best to keep his blood energy inside. Then he walked straight in front of the white figure and reached out to grab it.

As expected, his hand passed right through the body without touching anything substantial.

But it was precisely when he came into contact with that eerie white figure that the Black Emperor's Demon Subduing Diagram, which had been dormant in his mind for several months, seemed to be awakened and finally stirred slightly once again.

hum!
In Wu Ming's perception, the Black Emperor Subduing Demon Diagram in his mind surged with ripples, creating an invisible vortex that instantly engulfed the ethereal white shadow. In just a moment, it shredded the shadow and then silently devoured it completely.

After devouring the wandering soul, the Black Emperor Demon Subduing Diagram fell silent again. However, Wu Ming had a sudden realization: this kind of unconscious wandering soul condensed from pure Yin energy was exactly what the Black Emperor Demon Subduing Diagram needed!
If we can accumulate more, perhaps we can cause some mysterious changes to this strange divine picture!

With a firm resolve, Wu Ming glanced at the hazy white silhouettes lingering in the distance, then immediately turned around and rolled back into the courtyard.

He walked to Sun Wang's door and knocked twice.

"Brother Sun, the time has come."

(End of this chapter)