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Chapter 125 The Ghost Who Walked into the Trap
"Great Master, please, you must help us get rid of... no, we must help us to deliver that thing from the cycle of rebirth!"

The Grand Master smiled gently.

"Since I'm here, since I've encountered this, it means I'm destined to have it."

"Rest assured, the people of Tianyan Sect will never stand idly by when something like this happens."

At this point, the high priest added, "However, you will still need to prepare the items required for this ritual."

Xie Songde immediately replied, "Grand Master, please tell me, and I will go and prepare!"

The Grand Master nodded and then said, "Forty-nine qian of cinnabar, the best quality; forty-nine jin of black dog blood, purebred."

Xie Songde quickly took a note with his phone, but then he couldn't press his hand down.

"Forty-nine Seven Star Stones, each weighing seven taels... Forty-nine Dragon Pattern Pearls, each the size of a pigeon egg... Forty-nine catties of Netherworld Soil... Forty-nine taels of Abyss Iron... Forty-nine branches of Cedar Wood, each at least one meter long..."

"Great, Great Master, please wait a moment."

Xie Songde, his forehead covered in sweat, interrupted the Grand Master.

He knew about cinnabar and black dog blood, but he had never heard of the others!

"How about this, Grand Master, what do you need? I'll provide the funds, and you can go and purchase it. I really don't understand what you're saying."

The Grand Master suddenly realized.

“In that case, I’ll give you my junior brother’s contact information. You don’t need to give me any money; just contact him directly to make the purchase.”

"The materials used in the ritual of deliverance, when converted to money, cost around ten thousand yuan per day, which is not a small amount."

"If that thing hasn't actively shed its malevolent aura after forty-nine days, then some special materials will be needed. The value of those materials is roughly the same as the materials used for the first forty-nine days of the ritual. I wonder..."

Xie Songde immediately said seriously, "Grand Master, please rest assured, these are not problems."

The Grand Master nodded gently.

"Then let's get started. If we contact my junior brother now, the items should arrive tomorrow."

"As for when to start, this afternoon is fine. I still have enough materials to perform a ritual."

Upon hearing that it was so fast, Xie Songde immediately wanted to make contact.

"By the way, everyone involved in this matter must be present during each ritual to help the deceased pass on."

Xie Songde was taken aback, but then agreed.

Xie Songde's wife was preparing to arrange accommodation for the Grand Master, but the Grand Master waved his hand and said, "I have to go back to get some materials, so I won't stay."

"Very well, if the Archmage needs anything, please don't hesitate to ask."

"Hehe, yes."

The Grand Master followed Xie Songde's wife, and Xie Yun followed with a look of admiration.

After Xie Songde finished contacting the people, Chen Miao said to Xie Songde, "Boss Xie, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

Xie Songde then realized what was happening and looked embarrassed.

“Mr. Chen, I apologize for the neglect, but this matter…”

Chen Miao smiled.

"I understand."

"That's good, that's good... I'll take you there."

Once outside, Xie Songde seemed to have resolved a matter; his expression relaxed considerably, and he became more talkative.

"Actually, the best solution is not to hire a great sorcerer, but to sell this house."

“But this house was bought by the old man back then. He has only been gone for a short time, and I’m already selling it. It’s really not right.”

"Furthermore, this place holds many of my memories, and I don't want to lose it unless absolutely necessary."

Chen Miao nodded, indicating his understanding.

When it was time to part, Chen Miao wanted to say something, but felt that it was something he really couldn't say.

Because he couldn't prove that the Grand Master was wrong, and besides, Xie Songde might not even believe him.

After returning to Xiang Shang's villa, Chen Miao sat on the sofa and pondered for a while before calling Qi Ning and recounting the events of the day.

After receiving the news, Qi Ning said he would investigate. Chen Miao did this not only because of Xie Songde, but also because of Xiang Shang!

If that ghost really exists, and that grand sorcerer is a fake, then everything he did wasn't saving people, but harming them!
Even if he originally had no intention of harming anyone, if a ghost appears and is not dealt with, but is delayed for nearly two months, then even if the ghost was not capable of killing people at first, it will be capable of doing so after two months.

Xiang Shang lived next door to Xie Songde. If something happened to Xie Songde's family, the first to suffer would be Xie Songde's neighbors.

Although Xiang Shang has peach charms and other such items, he may not be able to use them properly, and the probability of something going wrong is still very high.

Therefore, this matter still needs to be dealt with, and it's best to let professionals handle it.

However, since there is no concrete evidence to suggest that something sinister is involved, the Management Bureau will likely not be able to send anyone out quickly, which is beyond Chen Miao's control.

With him here tonight, Xiang Shang will be fine.

After making the call, Chen Miao noticed that Xiang Shang hadn't returned yet, so he took out a book and began to study the techniques he had never used before.

Chen Miao actually wanted to try out every spell he had acquired, but unfortunately, the conditions for casting these spells were mostly not very proper.

Chen Miao hadn't reached the point where he would stop at nothing to cast a spell.

Although he has gone further and further down this path, he cannot let the fact that he possesses a "powerful weapon" give rise to "murderous intent".

The Great Xia was not a chaotic society without order.

To live in this society, you must follow its rules.

Otherwise, they will inevitably be eliminated by society.

Therefore, Chen Miao repeatedly analyzed the pros and cons of this matter in his Bingxin state to warn himself what he could and could not do!
In this way, he can approach everything he has now with a more normal mindset.

Six pm.

Xiang Shang brought the materials for drawing talismans that Chen Miao needed.

After checking and confirming that there were no problems, Chen Miao took out a Yin-gathering talisman, activated it, and placed it in the room on the second basement floor where the soul-suppressing spirit tablet was kept.

It will take some time for the Yin-gathering talisman to fully activate, around 10 PM, at which point enough Yin energy should be able to flood into the secret room.

At that time, Chen Miao only needs to stuff the Yin energy into the field of the Soul-Suppressing Spirit Tablet through the Yin Gathering method to create a small area with a sufficient concentration of Yin energy.

If the Yin energy is insufficient, the Yin-gathering talisman is still available, and it can be further strengthened later.

Because the waiting time was too boring, Xiang Shang took Chen Miao to the sports center in the villa area for a meal, and then they exercised for a while.

When the two came out again, it was already 9:50 p.m.

When Chen Miao returned to his room, he noticed that Xie Songde's house next door seemed to be still brightly lit, and he had a guess in his mind.

Perhaps the so-called ritual hasn't been completed yet.

Putting everything else aside, if he really is a scammer, he's quite dedicated.

Upon entering the villa, Chen Miao and Xiang Shang headed towards the second basement level.

Because the Yin-gathering talisman has accumulated a considerable amount of Yin energy, the closer you get to that room, the lower the temperature becomes.

When the two reached the room door, Xiang Shang was already rubbing his arms, even though it was only early September and the temperature hadn't yet reached the point of being cold.

"It's so cold."

"Sanshui, aren't you cold?"

Xiang Shang saw that Chen Miao was not speaking, but just staring blankly at a certain spot.

Immediately, he also turned his gaze in that direction.

Then, he saw something that made his eyes widen!
On the table where the spirit tablet was placed, a figure with disheveled hair was huddled up.

Blood dripped from the figure's wrist, landing on the table and spreading outwards.

Once the blood reaches a certain location, it seems to be blocked by something and can no longer spread out.

After Chen Miao came to his senses, a word suddenly popped into his mind.

Throw yourself into a trap?

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(End of this chapter)