Just as Wang Jing was still hesitating, Hua Rong's voice rang out.

Wang Jing noticed that Hua Rong's voice sounded somewhat weak.

Overjoyed, she couldn't help but ask Hua Rong, "Leng Xian, did it work?"

Hua Rong smiled and said, "My intervention was successful. Don't worry, the world's will can't lock onto you now. It's probably looking for new cannon fodder. I'm a bit weak right now and need to sleep for a while. I'll have to rely on you from now on. The weapon I passed on to you is perfect for suppressing these Yin spirits. Once you capture that ten-thousand-year-old Yin spirit, I can recover. Then, even if we encounter a powerful enemy, I can lend you a hand."

Wang Jing readily agreed.

Hua Rong's voice grew softer and softer, "I'm going to rest for a while now. Don't die before then. I went through so much trouble to help you get rid of the world's will, and this man has a rare Nine Yang Body. If you're by his side, your cultivation should improve much faster."

"Heh," Hua Rong seemed to chuckle, "Of course, if you don't mind dual cultivation, your skill will increase very quickly if you cultivate with him."

Wang Jing blushed instantly. He had experienced such things in his past life, but he still couldn't bear to hear what Hua Rong said.

She glanced at Zijun and met his deep blue eyes, which seemed to be free of any gloom.

"Phew, it's a bit hot."

Wang Jingdao.

Zijun: "Really? It's alright."

Wang Jing: "..."

This man is indeed exceptionally handsome, and his physique...

To be honest, Wang Jing was somewhat tempted.

It wasn't just his outstanding appearance that attracted her; it was purely the fact that his dual cultivation techniques improved so quickly.

She's racing against time; that man could appear at any moment.

If he takes a liking to me again, who knows what might happen?

She took a deep breath. "Take me to that boss. I'm really short of money right now. If we can make money, that would be great."

Zijun glanced at Wang Jing and thought that she looked a bit like one of those young girls who admired him.

He lowered his head and looked at Wang Jing with a half-smile. "Little girl, don't feel touched or anything. Yesterday you pointed out that I was about to die, and I was thinking that since you're so powerful, it would be great if you and that ancient ghost were put together and both of you were seriously injured."

"Maybe I can even kill that ancient evil spirit, or you can kill it yourself. Then the curse on me will naturally be gone."

"So I'm doing this entirely for myself, so please don't fall in love with me."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jing's original thoughts vanished instantly.

Hmm... I still feel a bit uneasy.

Looking at this unshaven middle-aged man, I felt he was too greasy.

This domineering CEO's declaration is something we haven't heard in centuries.

She took a deep breath. "Don't worry, sir. Even if I were to fancy a beggar, I wouldn't be interested in you."

"Well, that's good. That's what I said too. Even if I were to fancy an older woman, I wouldn't be interested in a little kid like you."

The two faced each other, and they truly loathed each other.

Arriving at a villa, Zijun rang the doorbell.

"Coming, coming." A middle-aged man dressed as a butler came to the door. When he saw Zijun, his face immediately showed a hint of respect and surprise.

"So it's Master Zijun! Please come in, Master. My master was just thinking of inviting you to visit, but we didn't expect you to come here so soon!"

Upon hearing this, Zijun revealed a meaningful smile.

"I only came here because I sensed that Master Wen wanted to see me."

The butler's face immediately showed admiration. "As expected of Master Zijun, please come in. And who is this gentleman?"

Watching Zijun shamelessly act pretentious, Wang Jing, upon hearing the butler's words, said before Zijun could even speak, "I am her senior sister."

"What? Senior Sister?!"

Upon hearing this, the butler showed a hint of fear, which quickly turned into even greater respect!

Master Zijun looks to be in his twenties or thirties, but I never expected his senior sister to be so young.

Then, remembering what the master had said—that the age of cultivators cannot be judged by their appearance—he felt that the girl in front of him might be an old monster who was hundreds of years old.

He asked, "What is this master's name?"

Wang Jing: "You can just call me Qingxin."

"Master Qingxin, please come inside."

Zijun was completely dumbfounded.

He thought he had thick skin, but he never expected to meet his match today.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to keep smiling.

The two went into the villa together and saw a slightly overweight but still quite good-looking middle-aged man standing at the door.

The middle-aged man saw Zijun and immediately came to greet her.

"Master Zijun, you've arrived! I've been waiting for you for so long!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jing immediately got goosebumps.

This sounds exactly like what the male and female leads say when they first meet in those melodramatic soap operas.

I never expected to use it here!

Looking at Zijun, Wang Jing noticed that his face had also darkened.

I suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Master Wen, let's talk inside."

"Okay, okay!"

The butler whispered something in Grandpa Wen's ear, and Grandpa Wen's eyes immediately lit up.

The way he looked at Wang Jing was as if he were looking at a savior.

After the group went inside, Wen immediately said, "Master Zijun, you must save me. After you set up the altar and performed the ritual a while ago, I slept well for a month. But starting last night, I started having trouble sleeping again. It's even worse than before. I even feel like there's a chilling wind blowing through the whole villa. I can hear sounds that others can't hear! It's making it impossible for me to stay here any longer."

“In that case, Mr. Wen, you can choose to move away from here.”

Wang Jing suddenly said this, and the atmosphere immediately fell silent.

Wang Jing immediately understood from the silence that Master Wen knew this was the reason for his wealth and status, and therefore was reluctant to leave.

She sneered inwardly, thinking that even if there were evil spirits here.

But with so many households, the fact that those evil spirits didn't seek out others but instead clung to this Master Wen suggests that his hands weren't clean.

After entering, she scanned the house with her magic and found that it was filled with an overwhelming amount of yin energy.

But this is not the yin energy from ten thousand years ago.

Someone has clearly died in this house recently!

“That’s right. My senior sister’s words were blunt, but they make sense. As long as Master Wen leaves, this situation will probably be alleviated.”

"No, I can't leave!" Master Wen shouted, but he quickly realized he had overreacted and hurriedly explained.

“This is the old house of my Wen family. I can’t move it. That would be an act of filial impiety.”

Wang Jing took a sip of tea and thought that wealthy people really do have a different experience when they drink tea.

She said, "Master Wen, life is the most important thing. I believe your Wen family ancestors will understand you."