Mo Yan took the bowl from Li Muge's hand: "Sect Master, you were so badly injured because you were saving me."

"I don't think you're a bad person, but why can't you turn back? I've heard that you and Xuan Chen, the leader of the Immortal Alliance, were once very close as master and disciple."

When Xuan Chen was mentioned, Li Muge showed a hint of bitterness: "Yes, I used to have a very good relationship with Xuan Chen, but you said that was in the past."

"Hey, Mo Yan, cough cough, let me ask you a question. If I were to lay down my weapons and surrender to the righteous path right now, do you think the righteous path would let me go?"

“This…” Mo Yan pondered for a moment, then shook his head honestly: “No, they will kill the sect leader as soon as possible.”

"That's it then." Li Muge leaned against the wall, her red veil slipping down. She closed her eyes, a hint of sadness in her expression.

"Calamity star, by what right do these two simple words deprive me of the chance to live? The righteous path does not want me to live, but I insist on living."

"I will live a life where those who want to see me make a fool of myself can still enjoy themselves." Li Muge retied the red gauze in her hand and stood up, leaning against the wall.

"let's go."

Li Muge, using her crutch, walked past Mo Yan.

"Sect Master, you are not wrong." Mo Yan hesitated behind Li Muge, but finally said what he wanted to say.

Even though his thoughts were considered outrageous by him since childhood, he still had to say them.

"Sect Master, the strong prey on the weak. You are just trying to survive, which is not wrong. No one has the right to force another to give up their life based on ideology."

"People are all different, and everyone has their own way of living."

Li Muge stopped in his tracks.

Over the past hundred years, most of the cultivators she encountered either wished to get rid of her or cursed her as a cold-blooded monster.

Li Muge's eyes welled up slightly. She turned her head and gave a relaxed smile: "Thank you."

The two tried their best to avoid being seen by the eyes and ears of Zhuxian City and hid in an extremely remote village.

However, upon entering the village, they discovered that all the villagers remained indoors.

Li Muge leaned against Mo Yan's back, noticing something was wrong: "What's wrong?"

Mo Yan looked up, and a faint golden light flashed in his eyes. In his eyes, the village was filled with countless vengeful spirits.

Mo Yan immediately realized that something was wrong with this village.

The resentment is so strong; it's obvious at a glance that this village has been tainted by a great deal of bloodshed.

He turned around with Li Muge on his back, intending to leave the village immediately, but found that he couldn't find the way out no matter what he did.

After wandering around for almost an hour, no matter how Mo Yan used his magic to survey the area, he could not find the exit from the village.

"Don't waste your energy." Li Muge's face was pale. "This village has been trapped by vengeful spirits."

"We're allowed to enter, but not leave. We've stumbled into this place, and I'm afraid it won't be so easy for us to leave."

"It's getting dark, let's find a place to stay, otherwise it will be more dangerous to stay outside."

Li Muge wasn't worried about himself.

She cultivates through resentment, so vengeful spirits will not harm her rashly.

But Mo Yan is a member of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, and his soul is easily targeted by vengeful ghosts.

Once these vengeful ghosts consume Mo Yan's soul, their cultivation will increase dramatically.

It's like placing a meat bun in front of a starving person.

“Okay.” Mo Yan carried Li Muge on his back and knocked on the doors of several houses, but none of them would open them.

Finally, when they arrived at the gate of what looked like a school, Mo Yan knocked on the door a few times, though he had no hope.

Surprisingly, the door opened.

A middle-aged man with a stubble beard walked out. His eyes were tired, and he spoke irritably: "Who are you? What are you knocking for? Do you think you can just come to this village? Get out of here!"

Mo Yan was not annoyed, and said in a gentle tone: "Sir, I am really sorry. My friend and I accidentally wandered into this place."

"We have no way out now, and it is getting dark. We hope you can take us in, sir."

Master Chen looked at the man and woman in front of him and they seemed to be of noble birth.

But they must have fallen on hard times.

The woman's face clearly showed that she was injured.

He softened his tone: "Alright, come in."

After Mo Yan carried Li Muge in.

Master Chen immediately closed the door and pasted a talisman on it.

Mo Yan lowered his eyes, a look of confusion on his face.

Master Chen, however, did not seem to want to talk to them much: “Remember, no matter what noise you hear at night, do not go out.”

"Otherwise, those things outside could kill you."

After saying that, Master Chen simply climbed into the coffin placed in the hall and closed the coffin in front of them.

Mo Yan was also shocked.

In the evening, Li Muge and Mo Yan sat side by side.

Suddenly, the courtyard became noisy, and countless chilling cries filled their ears.

Most of them are women, and they make so much noise that it's impossible to have any peace and quiet.

There was a loud banging in the yard, like someone was banging on the door.

Mo Yan frowned: "I've heard my master say that this village is clearly cursed."

Li Muge pursed her lips: "What is 'clashing energy'?"

Mo Yan, without rushing to explain, said, "It means that when a person dies, if they can't swallow their last breath, they will turn into a vengeful spirit and cause trouble."

"This village is filled with resentment and vengeful spirits. With so much resentment, this village is probably cursed, and everyone who enters this village will die."

Singer Li Mu gripped it tightly.

"Master Chen, open the door quickly! Open the door quickly! Save me! They're trying to take me away! Master Chen, only you can save me!"

This was clearly the voice of a ghost trying to bewitch people, but Mo Yan and Li Muge didn't care.

They had seen even the most powerful demons, so why would they fear vengeful ghosts?

Just then, Li Muge heard the coffin lid in the hall move.

"Oh no!" Li Muge stood up and jumped off the bed.

Mo Yan also gripped the prayer beads tightly.

They had just run out of the room.

Then they saw Master Chen, as if bewitched by an evil spirit, tear off the talisman and was about to open the door.

Li Muge and Mo Yan worked together seamlessly.

She restrained Master Chen from opening the door, while Mo Yan bit her fingertip and drew a talisman on the door latch to repel the evil spirit.

Li Muge concentrated the Mind-Clearing Mantra at his fingertips and touched it between Master Chen's eyebrows. After a short while, Master Chen finally regained consciousness.

He was still in a daze.

"Sir, what exactly happened to this village that caused such a curse to be placed upon it by a vengeful spirit?"

Li Muge pressed for answers, sensing that if the truth wasn't uncovered in time...

Then her and Mo Yan's situation will probably become even more dangerous.

Just as Master Chen was hesitating, another family in the village cried for help.

The sound was shrill and chilling, sending shivers down one's spine, yet no one dared to open the door to save them.

The cries for help lasted only a short while before falling silent, and the village returned to an eerie stillness.