Miao Lingyu's eyes lit up. "That makes sense."

When the two broke through the encirclement and arrived at the stage, "Bai Zhiyun" had already slaughtered everyone and killed Old Madam Chen and Chen Zhenghong. Chen Zhengxin was still struggling to hold on, while Pan Weiyin was holding onto Chen Daozhi tightly.

When Chen Zhengxin saw Chen Ke coming over, he was overjoyed. "Chen Ke...you—" But before he could even smile, the Ghost King flung his red sleeve through his stomach.

He glanced down resentfully, his clothes already soaked with blood, but he hadn't properly apologized to his son. Chen Zhengxin looked at Chen Ke, "Chen, Chen Ke, Dad... I'm sorry... I'm... so... sorry..."

After saying the last three words, Chen Zhengxin still looked regretful.

Looking at the person lying in a pool of blood, Chen Ke indifferently glanced away.

"You're in charge of forcing her out, I'll take care of her."

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Miao Lingyu smiled, her eyes flashing with a sharp glint as she played her flute and launched the first attack, unleashing a dense swarm of insects crawling out from every corner.

Bai Zhiyun smiled disdainfully, and with a flick of her long sleeves, an overwhelming wave of Yin energy surged toward the poisonous insects, turning them to dust wherever it went.

Chen Ke focused his mind and slammed the wooden fish hard against Chen Daozhi.

With a clear, crisp clang, Chen Daozhi snapped back to reality. His eyes were still blank for a moment when he heard Chen Ke say calmly, "I'm taking back my merits."

A chilling wind howled, and spells filled the sky.

Miao Lingyu and Li Yulou, who came to help, worked together to finally force the coffin ghost king out of Bai Zhiyun's body.

The moment Bai Zhiyun fell, Chen Daozhi caught her. Pan Weiyin, who was hiding to the side, gritted her teeth in anger. It was all because of this bitch that everything was over. Her son had really been bewitched by her!

The moment the Coffin Ghost King revealed its true form, Chen Ke threw out a talisman, which immediately formed an array that trapped the Coffin Ghost King within.

"Hahahaha, utterly ridiculous! You think a mere exorcism array can trap me?"

Chen Ke took out a wooden fish, "No, this is no ordinary formation, but a formation blessed with merit!"

As soon as he finished speaking...

Chen Ke stood tall and straight at the front of the formation, his sleeves fluttering even without wind. He closed his eyes and focused his mind, gathering immense power and embodying the virtue of the Great Way.

"Da, da, da, da da da da..."

The wooden fish falls, the battle formation begins!

"Ah! Ahh!" The Ghost King of the Coffin let out a shrill cry, full of resentment and unwillingness.

The soaring golden light was even more dazzling than the sun.

The crimson wedding dress of the Ghost King slowly dissipated in the golden light.

"My God, what kind of magic is this?"

"Did I just meet the founder of the sect?"

The most unforgettable Xuan Dao competition came to a close amidst the gasps of shock from the crowd, and Chen Ke's unwavering figure was deeply etched into everyone's hearts.

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When Chen Ke finally stepped out of the Chen family's gate, it was Chen Daozhi who came to see him off.

Because Bai Zhiyun was possessed by the Ghost King and lost her mind, she followed Chen Daozhi around all day like a child. Pan Weiyin was seriously ill but was lucky enough to survive. However, she dared not pay any attention to Chen Ke now, and just kept a close eye on Bai Zhiyun like a venomous snake.

Chen Ke stepped out the door and turned back to Chen Daozhi, saying, "Although we are incompatible, it doesn't mean only one of us can survive. It's just that if I prosper, you won't have such a smooth life."

"I know. I stole your merits for eighteen years, but I wasn't very happy. Now I can finally live for myself. Thank you. But are you really not going back to the Chen family? If it's you, Grandpa and the others' expectations will surely be fulfilled."

Chen Ke shook his head and left. "If you're not interested, why would I be? I'm enjoying the world alone, carefree and at ease."

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Chen Ke met Su Mei on a sunny afternoon. She was sitting on a park bench, pushing a stroller, gently teasing the baby in the stroller with a tender smile, her eyes showing affection for the child.

Chen Ke walked over, took out a wooden fish, and gently tapped it.

"Fortune telling? Fifty-one fortunes."

Su Mei looked up in surprise, staring at Xiao Dao for a long time without moving. Her eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and one of them, unable to be held back, fell down her no-longer-young cheek.

She choked back tears as she spoke, "Let's calculate... the child was born in the year of Guimao, the month of Guishen, and the hour of Guizi. Can you calculate... will he be able to live a peaceful and smooth life?"

Chen Ke pretended to do some calculations with his fingers and said, "Hmm, yes."

Su Mei was already crying uncontrollably, "...That's good, that's good..."

"goodbye."