Chapter 48 Peony Soul Yin Qi

Soul-devouring worms, as the name suggests, are worms that can devour souls.

Upon hearing this name, Shao Yanzhe understood why Leng Zhijie looked the way she did.

With his curiosity satisfied, he focused on channeling his literary energy, wanting to kill Leng Yanshan as soon as possible so he could go back to sleep.

Madam Yin glanced at him, a strange look flashing in her eyes, and asked curiously, "Don't you have any other thoughts?"

Shao Yanzhe hesitated and asked doubtfully, "What should I be thinking? Should I become interested in the Soul-Eating Worms, find more of them, build my own loyal ghost subordinates, and then dominate the whole world?"

Lady Yin: ...

She couldn't help but laugh: "What nonsense are you talking about? Soul-devouring worms aren't that easy to find; you'd be lucky to find even one."

She took Shao Yanzhe's words as a joke and continued, "What I mean is, don't you want me to save Leng Zhijie? After all, if he were really swallowed by that Soul-Eating Worm, he would truly be annihilated."

Shao Yanzhe quickly replied, "No!"

Madam Yin asked in confusion, "We are in a cooperative relationship, even if we disregard this, don't you feel any sympathy for him and want to save his life?"

Shao Yanzhe said matter-of-factly, "I feel sorry for him! I'll feel sorry for him for three seconds right now! But it was his own father who used the Soul-Devouring Worm on him, so what can I do?"

Madam Yin: "He will really be utterly annihilated."

Shao Yanzhe shrugged: "So what?"

Lady Yin: ...

Okay, she was overthinking it.

She thought that Shao Yanzhe would feel pity for Leng Zhijie and want to save him when he saw how miserable Leng Zhijie was.

Seeing his current behavior, she was finally relieved.

She and Leng Zhijie were indeed partners at the moment, but their partnership ended after Shao Yanzhe escaped and used his literary energy to control Leng Yanshan. They have now become enemies again.

Since he is an enemy, his life or death has nothing to do with them.

The anxious woman holding Leng Zhijie overheard their conversation. Her hopes were dashed, and she was powerless to save her son. The ghost felt utterly helpless.

She understood Madam Yin's personality; she had strong likes and dislikes. She hated them and Leng Yanshan to the extreme, and it was already merciful of her not to kill them.

She could only look at Leng Yanshan: "You are Zhao'er's father, can you really bear to see him disappear from this world?"

Leng Yanshan sneered: "I wouldn't dare have a son like that!"

Jiao Niang watched as Leng Zhijie's soul in her arms became thinner and thinner, and she could vaguely see the scene below through the soul. She immediately became anxious.

"Madam, please tell me how to stop those soul-devouring worms!"

Madam Yin smiled and said, "It's very simple. As long as the master who controls the Soul-Devouring Insects dies completely, the Soul-Devouring Insects will stop devouring."

As she spoke, her gaze swept back and forth between Leng Yanshan and Leng Zhijie: "It all depends on which of them, father and son, will give up and die faster."

Jiao Niang suddenly looked at Leng Yanshan, her eyes filled with deep hatred. After being reminded by Madam Yin, she finally had an outlet for her hatred.

"Go to hell!"

She put down Leng Zhijie and rushed into the protective barrier made of literary energy, embracing Leng Yanshan like a firework exploding.

"Damn it! You..."

Leng Yanshan was furious at Jiao Niang's sudden self-destruction, but he only had time to utter two words before his body, which was already like a cracked glass doll, shattered.

As Cold Inkstone Mountain shattered, countless streams of Yin energy dissipated.

Shao Yanzhe stared blankly at Leng Yanshan, who had shattered into pieces, and watched as those pieces continued to break into even smaller pieces. He never expected that the seemingly gentle and weak young woman could be so decisive, dragging Leng Yanshan to his death.

"Is Leng Yanshan really dead?" he asked uncertainly.

Madam Yin nodded: "That's right."

Shao Yanzhe finally relaxed. He looked at Leng Zhijie, who was lying motionless on the ground as if he were dead, and pity flashed in his eyes.

He is indeed no longer destined to have his soul scattered, but his own mother has taken his place.

For a moment, he didn't know whether it would be better for Jiao Niang to be replaced by Leng Zhijie and have her soul scattered, or for him to have his own soul scattered directly, which would make him feel better.

Suddenly, Shao Yanzhe turned his head to look at the magic circle and realized that something was wrong.

Because of Leng Yanshan's death, more and more yin energy emerged from underground, slowly turning this place into a place of yin evil.

The journey should have ended here, but the yin energy emerging from the ground increased even more.

Seeing this, Shao Yanzhe quickly increased the speed of his spiritual energy output, trying to eliminate the yin energy that was dissipating outwards.

However, these yin energies expanded too quickly. Without their master's control, they spread like a spider web, and in the blink of an eye, the entire courtyard was occupied, and then they continued to expand rapidly outward.

At this rate, it probably won't be long before Jiangzhou City, not far away, is also covered by yin energy.

Helpless, Shao Yanzhe quickly wrote characters with his jade hairpin pen. These characters flew out like shooting stars and eventually formed a huge dome, temporarily controlling the yin energy.

He looked at Madam Yin and asked, "Madam Yin, what is this yin energy?"

Madam Yin frowned as she glanced at the churning, swirling yin energy and said, "I don't know either, but this should be related to Leng Yanshan."

Xuan Yao jumped onto the artificial hill and said, "An extremely yin abyss has formed underground because of Leng Yanshan's magic array, which has drawn the yin energy up from the ground. Human, with your abilities, you have no way to solve this. You'd better escape quickly, otherwise if you stay in the yin energy for too long, you will become a yin corpse after being contaminated."

Shao Yanzhe looked at Xuan Yao and asked, "How can we eliminate this Yin energy?"

Xuan Yao shook his head, glanced at Madam Yin out of the corner of his eye, paused for a moment, and then fell silent.

Seeing this, Shao Yanzhe knew that there was nothing he could do, but he couldn't just give up like that.

After all, there are thousands of people living around here.

If only he could plug that extremely yin opening.

Shao Yanzhe's gaze involuntarily fell on the original location of the magic circle, where he could see what appeared to be a hole the size of a bowl.

He kept wielding the jade hairpin pen in his hand, and one literary character after another was like a puzzle piece, slowly being pieced together at the entrance of the hole.

It was easy at first, but as the gap got smaller, it became increasingly difficult for the written characters to get close to it.

After several failures, the written characters could only float ten centimeters away from the gap, refusing to fall down.

Shao Yanzhe felt a surge of irritation and pressed the tip of his jade hairpin pen against the written characters, forcefully shoving them down.

Then, a problem arose: he couldn't let go.

If you try to let go, the elegant writing will be broken away.

His method can only solve the problem temporarily; it cannot solve it completely.

As time passed, Shao Yanzhe could clearly feel his fingers starting to go numb, and the tips of his fingers turning from their original flesh color to bluish-white, a sign that yin energy had entered his body.

Xuan Yao, who was standing to the side, noticed this and paced back and forth anxiously, annoyed that this human was so disobedient. Didn't he see that his body had already begun to be invaded by Yin energy?

But it couldn't just stand by and watch its own two-legged creature turn into that disgusting corpse. With a look of utter helplessness, it lightly jumped onto Shao Yanzhe's shoulder, its tail tip gently wrapping around his neck.

It glanced tenderly at the tip of its tail, which was covered in golden fur, before looking away.

Never mind, there will be more in the future.

The next moment, the golden fur at the tip of its tail began to fade, turning back to its original black.

The golden light slowly invaded Shao Yanzhe's body, like a pack of ferocious beasts, tearing apart and destroying the Yin energy within him with overwhelming force.

His pale fingertips slowly returned to their original state, and he quickly noticed this, turning his head in surprise to look at Xuan Yao on his shoulder.

The once energetic Xuanmao was now quite listless, and its usually bright golden-black heterochromatic eyes had become much dimmer.

He stroked its head tenderly: "Once we get out, I'll give you lots of good fortune and make sure you recover!"

Xuan Yao's eyes lit up, and he became much more energetic: "Meow!"

With Xuan Yao's help, Shao Yanzhe felt he could hold on for a while longer, and he began to think of ways to resolve the situation as soon as possible.

He glanced around, paused, and realized that Madam Yin, who had been standing beside him, was gone. He felt a pang of emptiness in his heart, but then comforted himself, thinking that Madam Yin couldn't solve the problem anyway, so it was better that she left.

Leng Zhijie, whose soul had been partially devoured by the Soul-Eating Worm, appeared to be in much better condition thanks to the nourishment of this Yin energy, but he remained unconscious.

Shao Yanzhe knew far too little about these supernatural things, and he couldn't think of a way to completely solve the problem. He began to recall his memories from his previous life, trying to find a solution from them.

His gaze occasionally swept over the hole sealed by the literary energy, and his thoughts began to wander. If only this were cement, he could just press it down like this and let it air dry, and then it would be strong enough to seal the hole.

He shook his head, feeling that his mind must be affected by yin energy, and started to have wild thoughts.

He glanced down at the black xiezhi seal at his waist and felt thankful that he had this thing, which was the only thing that allowed him to keep going.

Currently, the consumption and increase of literary energy within his body have temporarily reached a balance, and the inability to continue sealing will not be due to insufficient literary energy.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but Shao Yanzhe felt his arms starting to go numb and stiff.

At this moment, he couldn't help but hope that things would unfold like in a movie or TV series, with a master suddenly passing by and rescuing him from his predicament.

He now genuinely envies those main characters who have a powerful mentor appear in their lives.

Shao Yanzhe gradually noticed that the special energy in his body was slowly decreasing. He knew that Xuan Yao was probably unable to continue. He reached out and touched Xuan Yao's head to comfort him.

"Alright, you've done a great job. You can go now!"

Xuan Yao meowed angrily and turned his head away in refusal.

Shao Yanzhe was moved, but he did not agree with it staying there. Just as he was thinking about whether to throw Xuan Yao out, he noticed that the sealed cave entrance was becoming restless.

It seemed that more yin energy was surging out from that extremely yin acupoint.

Shao Yanzhe's face immediately turned grim, and he lamented in his heart that he would die here not long after he transmigrated.

He's definitely not destined to be the main character!

"Get away!"

A familiar voice suddenly rang out, accompanied by the sound of something flying over.

Shao Yanzhe was thrilled. Finally, a master had appeared!

His body instinctively dodged the flying object, the jade hairpin pen was released, and the literary characters that had been pressed down were pushed aside by the yin energy below, and the literary characters next to it also showed faint signs of being broken through.

But the flying object was even faster, and it suddenly landed above the hole, suppressing it completely.

Shao Yanzhe looked over, his eyes filled with shock.

What flew over was actually a black coffin?!