What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

"Dream on!"

My eyes turned cold, and with a push of my feet, I leaped high into the air.

"Bai Sha!"

Silently recite the incantation in your mind.

In an instant, the malevolent energy within my body surged wildly, rushing into every part of my body.

My eyes instantly turned pitch black, and a violent, bloodthirsty desire surged into my heart, but it was firmly suppressed by the cool sensation between my brows.

In my shrouded state, my strength and speed increase dramatically.

I forcefully twisted my body in mid-air, and the willow-leaf knife in my hand, carrying a dense aura of killing intent, slashed down fiercely at the swooping snake head!

"Get back inside!"

"boom!"

The blade collided with the snake's head, producing a deafening clang like metal striking metal.

Black smoke billowed everywhere, and a fierce wind arose.

The giant snake phantom was cleaved by my blade and sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the concrete ground and creating a large crater.

I was also thrown back several meters by the huge recoil force, and it took me three steps back to regain my balance after landing.

This thing has such strong resentment!

"Chen Yang! Don't fight head-on!"

Li Qing shouted from behind.

"This is the vengeful spirit of hundreds of snake lives gathered together; it can't be killed off! We need to negotiate! We need to resolve this!"

I exhaled a breath of stale air, gripped the trembling hilt of the knife tightly, and stared intently at the black mist that was reforming.

"negotiation?"

I shook my head: "It only wants to kill right now, it has no interest in listening to your nonsense. We need to subdue it first before we talk!"

The black mist began to wriggle again, slowly condensing into a shape.

This time, it did not rush to attack, but instead coiled up above the snake pit.

A hint of anthropomorphic fear even flickered in those blood-red eyes.

It figured it out.

I'm not someone to mess with.

"Qian Dafu!"

Without turning around, I yelled, "Get over here! Kneel down!"

Qian Dafu was terrified. Hearing my shout, he scrambled over to me.

He knelt down in front of the snake pit with a thud, banging his head against the ground repeatedly.

"Grandpa Snake Fairy, spare me! Grandpa Snake Fairy, spare me! I know I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!"

As Qian Dafu knelt in worship, the agitation of the giant snake phantom seemed to subside slightly.

But only a little bit.

It continued to stare intently at Qian Dafu, its tongue darting in and out, as if weighing whether to swallow him whole or to slowly torture him.

I seized the opportunity, concealing my murderous aura, but the knife in my hand was still pointed at it.

"I know you died unjustly."

I spoke, my voice not loud, but amplified by the malevolent energy, it carried clearly throughout the entire area.

"But a person cannot be brought back to life, nor can a snake."

If you insist on killing his entire family, I will have no choice but to fight to the death, ensuring you don't even become ghosts.

"Now, I'm giving you two choices."

"First, after you have accepted his bow and received compensation, and your resentment has dissipated, I will have Li Qing perform a ritual for you to help you be reincarnated."

"Secondly, let's continue fighting. Although I am not very talented, this murderous aura of mine should be enough to counter your cultivation of several hundred years."

As soon as I finished speaking, the bone needles buzzed and flew back, hovering beside me with their tips pointing directly at the snake's head.

It's a gamble.

Even gambling, this sophisticated thing, still retains a sliver of rationality.

The enormous black snake phantom circled in mid-air a few times, its blood-red eyes fixed on Qian Dafu kneeling on the ground, then glanced at the black bone needles floating beside me.

It seemed to be assessing whether it was worth fighting to the death with a madman like me, who was radiating murderous intent.

"hiss--"

Suddenly, it let out a long cry.

At this moment, Li Qing took two steps forward, closed his eyes, and made a strange hand gesture with his right hand.

His ears twitched slightly, as if he were listening to some sound that ordinary people could not hear.

A moment later, Li Qing opened his eyes and looked at Qian Dafu with a strange expression.

"Mr. Qian, they've stated their terms."

Qian Dafu, as if grasping at a lifeline, frantically kowtowed, "I promise! I'll agree to anything! I'll give up everything to save Xiaobao!"

"It won't bankrupt you, but you'll definitely have to bleed a lot this time."

Li Qing snorted coldly and held up three fingers.

"First, this ancestral grave must be demolished. This place was originally a snake coiled around a rabbit formation, but you sealed the earth's energy with cement, turning it into a dead spot."

You have to clean up all the lime and cement within a radius of 100 meters, backfill with yellow soil, and plant willow trees.

From now on, this place can no longer be used for burials. Instead, a temple dedicated to Liu Xian must be built here, and you must personally cut the ribbon.

Every year on three major festivals and six birthdays, you must bring your entire family to kowtow and burn incense; the offerings must not be interrupted.

Qian Dafu nodded repeatedly: "Build it! Build it right away! I'll provide the best materials, and it'll be even more beautiful than my villa!"

"second."

Li Qing's voice deepened. "You killed their entire family; this is a blood debt."

The fairy said it wouldn't take your life, but it would take half of your fortune.

You can't keep this money for yourself; you have to donate it all to charity, especially to protect wildlife and repair bridges and roads.

This is called "spending money to avoid disaster," and it's also accumulating good karma for your grandson.

Qian Dafu's cheek twitched.

Although he is rich, half of his assets amount to several hundred million.

However, he glanced up at his grandson, who was still convulsing not far away, and gritted his teeth: "Fine! I'll donate! I'll have the finance department process it tomorrow!"

"third."

Li Qing paused for a moment, his tone becoming somewhat pitying.

"You will lose ten years of your lifespan. This is cause and effect, and you cannot avoid it."

Your sins are too great; you must use your lifespan to appease the resentment of those in the underworld.

Are you... willing?

The room fell silent as soon as he said that.

Jin Wanliang gasped and shrank back.

Qian Dafu was stunned. He stared blankly at the crack in the ground, then turned to look at Qian Xiaobao, who was being held down by Jin Wanliang.

The child seemed to sense something; his vertical pupils dilated slightly, and he uttered a weak murmur: "Grandpa...cold..."

That one word, "Grandpa," completely shattered Qian Dafu's last psychological defenses.

His face stiffened at first, and after a moment of stillness, he nodded heavily.

"I'm willing...I'm willing! As long as Xiaobao gets better, it doesn't matter if I, this old man, live a few more or a few less years!"

Just as Qian Dafu shouted "I do," I felt the surrounding cold wind suddenly stop.

The giant serpent's phantom let out a long sigh, and its enormous body began to slowly dissipate, turning into countless wisps of black smoke that disappeared back into the underground cracks.

The snakes that had emerged from the underground fissures seemed to have received a signal to retreat.

They darted into the grass and crevices of rocks, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"It's done."

I retracted the black bone needle and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The cool sensation between his brows flowed throughout his body, soothing the burning sensation in his meridians caused by activating the protective aura.

"It's not over yet."

Li Qing looked solemn as he rummaged through his bag and pulled out a peach wood sword, followed by a thick stack of yellow paper.

"Chen Yang, hold the line for me. Old Jin, bring those nine roosters over!"