Stop pretending, the fake heiress is actually a master of metaphysics.

Shen Nian is meditating with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, a piercing scream rang out, almost tearing through one's eardrums.

Shen Nian suddenly opened her eyes, stood up, and looked into the distance.

That's where the Shen family lives.

Something happened to the female ghost.

Her ability to linger in the mortal realm for so long and to possess her current level of cultivation is probably largely due to that tiny piece of the wordless heavenly book—no matter how small the fragment of the wordless heavenly book is, it is a priceless treasure that is extremely rare to ordinary ghosts.

Therefore, Shen Nian deliberately left a wisp of his divine consciousness on her, just in case.

...What happened?

Didn't she say last night that she would leave early this morning?

Thinking of this, Shen Nian still reached out and opened the black iron door.

The next moment, she appeared out of thin air once again in Shen Yingchuan's room.

In the very center of the room, there was a small barrier that looked like a glass dome.

The female ghost was trapped inside.

Her white dress was almost completely stained with blood, and she looked horribly ravaged and unrecognizable.

The transparent glass dome trapped her tightly, and it seemed that every time the female ghost touched the dome, it was as if she were being scorched by lava.

She let out a heart-wrenching scream, but the three people standing in front of the glass dome remained indifferent.

Shen Yingchuan said, "Was it really her who ruined me? I don't think she looks like she could..."

Those kinds of evil spirits that harm people.

Shen Yingwei said, "Brother, don't be deceived by her appearance. The more innocent and harmless a ghost looks, the more likely it is to harm people. Have you forgotten what happened when you were unconscious?"

"But……"

Shen Yingchuan frowned, feeling that the female ghost looked vaguely familiar.

"There are no 'buts' about it, brother. If you don't believe me, don't you believe my master?"

"This female ghost is the one who caused your trouble! Once my master refines her, your body will be completely healed!"

Upon hearing this, Master Liaochen nodded and sped up his chanting, intending to beat the female ghost to a pulp!

"stop!"

Shen Nian leaped down from the gate of hell.

She was still holding that oil-paper umbrella in her hand—a perfectly good defensive magic weapon, which she had deliberately used as a longsword.

She cleaved the three people blocking the glass dome with her umbrella.

The three of them were completely unaware of Shen Nian's arrival. They only felt a tremendous force strike them and were violently swept to the ground to the side.

Upon recognizing the person, Shen Yingwei screamed, "Shen Nian!! What are you doing?!"

Shen Nian, holding the oil-paper umbrella, forcefully struck the glass dome, saying coldly, "That's the question I should be asking."

"What are you doing?"

Shen Yingwei gritted her teeth and said, "This female ghost wants to harm my brother. My master and I are just acting on behalf of Heaven!"

Shen Nian sneered: "If she wanted to harm someone, your brother would have died a thousand and eight hundred times over!"

The glass dome shattered with a crash, and the female ghost raised her blood-stained face, giving her a weak glance.

Shen Nian bent down and picked the person up, coldly saying, "This is the person you begged me to save, even at the cost of half your cultivation?"

The female ghost chuckled hoarsely for a moment, then turned her head and spat out a mouthful of blood: "I'm so sorry to have made you laugh... I'm truly sorry."

Shen Yingwei shrieked, "Shen Nian, what do you mean by this? Or are you in cahoots with this female ghost, trying to kill my brother?!"

Shen Nian, holding the paper umbrella, raised her hand and slapped her mouth.

"If you can't speak, I don't mind pulling out your tongue and donating it to someone in need."

Shen Nian said coldly.

She looked at the female ghost in her arms: "He has already killed you twice, why don't you learn your lesson?"

Shen Yingchuan's face paled, then he suddenly realized something: "Shen Nian, what do you mean by that?"

You mean her...?

Shen Yingwei screamed, "Brother! Don't listen to her!"

Shen Nian glanced at him: "Last night, she came to beg me to save you."

"Otherwise, do you think you'd be standing here sober today? Do you really think Shen Yingwei and this damn...master can save you?"

If Shen Yingwei's life-substitute runes were taught by Master Liaochen...

Shen Yingchuan asked anxiously, "Is she... is she in my dream...?"

Shen Nian's expression turned cold: "Yes. She's the woman you've harmed twice in your lives. Now, are you going to kill her a third time?"

"I don't know... I thought it was just a dream."

His face was pale, and he looked at the female ghost in Shen Nian's arms with guilt.

The female ghost lowered her eyes, unwilling to look at him any longer.

Shen Nian turned to leave, but was blocked by a whisk.

Master Liaochen said in a deep voice, "This is just a bunch of nonsense! What past lives and present lives? It's nothing but an illusion created by this female ghost."

"If you dare take this female ghost away today, you will be aiding and abetting evil, and becoming my enemy!"

Shen Nian gave him a cold glance.

He scoffed, "These days, it seems like any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to bark at me like that."

She opened the black iron door, placed the female ghost inside, and then turned to look at Master Chen.

Shen Yingwei was still shouting, "Shen Nian! Do you know who my master is! How dare you speak to my master like that... Ah!"

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Nian pulled out an oil-paper umbrella and slapped her on the other cheek.

Liao Chen angrily retorted, "And who are you, you vixen!"

As he spoke, he drew his whisk and was about to step forward to confront Shen Nian.

Shen Nian chuckled, raised her hand and struck his wrist, knocking the whisk to the ground.

Another blow shattered the whisk.

Then, to Liao Chen and Shen Yingwei's horrified gaze, she opened the umbrella, and wisps of yin energy spilled out. The next moment, the two of them opened their eyes and fell straight down.

In an instant, Shen Nian forcibly extracted their souls and sealed them inside the umbrella.

Just now, they tortured that female ghost so badly that she almost lost her soul.

Now Shen Nian returned everything to the female ghost.

She took out a talisman, lit it, and the next moment, a layer of blue flames ignited on the entire umbrella surface.

The flames were so intense they could scorch a person's soul; even some vengeful ghosts couldn't withstand them, let alone these two humans.

The piercing screams echoed throughout the room once again, but strangely, the people outside the door did not hear a sound at all.

This was the barrier they set up to deal with the female ghost, but now it has become their most desperate place.

"Aa ...

"Aa ...

"It hurts, it hurts so much!!!"

Shen Nian watched coldly, unmoved.

She hadn't been this angry in a very, very long time.

Even though Shen Yingwei had repeatedly tried to frame her with clumsy tricks, Shen Nian only regarded it as watching a clown performing on stage.

But now that they are harming the female ghost's soul, they have already stepped on Shen Nian's Achilles' heel.

While listening to the two people's screams, Shen Nian slowly dialed the phone number of the Xuanmen Guild.

"Master Shen?"

A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is there anything the guild can help you with?"

Shen Nian said calmly, "I have a vengeful ghost here that's been around for a hundred years. Would the guild consider recruiting it?"