At eleven o'clock, Zeng Mingliang came back.

Before he even entered, Xiaoyu could smell a faint stench. Tonight was Zhou Yuanyuan's first time "subduing demons," and for added safety, she'd asked Xiaoyu to help keep watch. But there was something else Zhou Yuanyuan hadn't said: she hoped Xiaoyu would intervene when necessary. If a newbie like her died in her first fight, wouldn't Xiaoyu be in trouble?

Xiaoyu seemed excited when Zhou Yuanyuan mentioned they were going to fight evil cultivators tonight. In Xiaoyu's mind, cultivators needed to hone themselves through regular battles. A cultivator who practiced blindly all day was like a flower in a greenhouse, unable to withstand the elements. A cultivator gained experience through battle, which accelerated their advancement. Zhou Yuanyuan had already reached the tenth level of Qi Refining, and Xiaoyu was worried that she wouldn't be able to advance to the Foundation Establishment stage without experiencing any battles.

Xiaoyu didn't think tonight's battle was dangerous at all. She was very confident in Zhou Yuanyuan's skills. Once the Soul Forging Technique was released, who could compete with her? Besides, the scent she smelled from Zeng Mingliang had already given her a rough assessment of her opponent.

In the darkness, Wen Ziqing seemed to understand Zhou Yuanyuan's nervousness and patted her on the back. The warmth of her hand made Zhou Yuanyuan pause. Yes, Brother Ziqing was there! She wasn't facing this alone.

After thinking this way, Zhou Yuanyuan felt a strange sense of peace. Ever since meeting Wen Ziqing, Zhou Yuanyuan felt her life had changed a lot. Wen Ziqing was like her "noble man," always silently providing her with a strong support. This was true in Zhaojiagou, and it remained the same in Jingyang City.

Zeng Mingliang walked in and headed straight for the bed. His mind was fuzzy, and he had only one command: to have sex with all the women on the bed before dawn so he could report back to his master.

"Mingliang, you're back." Wang Xiaona's voice rang out from the darkness. Then, with a "click", Wang Xiaona turned on the light in the room.

"Xiao Na, why haven't you slept yet?" Zeng Mingliang was startled, and his mind regained some clarity. If the light wasn't too dim, Wang Xiaona would definitely be able to see the black threads in Zeng Mingliang's eyes.

"Mingliang, why are you back so late? Where have you been?" Wang Xiaona secretly looked at Zeng Mingliang. Yes, it was Zeng Mingliang himself. The scar at the corner of his eye was still there.

"I'm working overtime tonight! My boss has something to do." Zeng Mingliang replied with a smile.

"Oh." Wang Xiaona pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked leisurely, "Mingliang, do you remember the Gesang flowers by Crescent Lake?"

Gesang flower? What is that? Zeng Mingliang's mind went blank.

"Yes, the Gesang flowers by the Crescent Lake. You forgot that we just went there last year. It was a vast sea of flowers, so beautiful! You also said that we would go there again next year." Wang Xiaona stared at Zeng Mingliang's face and said seriously.

"Oh, I remember, dark pink, light pink, white and yellow. The colorful beginning was very brilliant and beautiful." "Zeng Mingliang" frowned, trying to read Wang Xiaona's memory and answered.

The smile on Wang Xiaona's face disappeared, and sadness appeared in her eyes.

"Xiao Na, what's wrong? Why are you thinking about Crescent Lake and Gesang Flowers at this time? It's so late, let's go to bed!" "Zeng Mingliang" took a step forward and stretched out his arm to put his arm around Wang Xiaona's shoulders.

Wang Xiaona moved her body and avoided Zeng Mingliang's arm.

"You are not Mingliang, who are you?" Wang Xiaona felt as if her heart was stabbed by a knife. Although she had guessed it long ago, she still found it a little unacceptable when she confirmed it.

"Xiao Na, stop it. If I'm not Zeng Mingliang, who else could I be?" "Zeng Mingliang" was stunned for a moment and answered with a smile.

"You look bright, but you are not bright. Mingliang must know that the flowers blooming by the Crescent Lake are not Gesang flowers, but Hibiscus flowers. Moreover, those flowers are not pink, but bright red. I deliberately imagined the scene of Gesang flowers in my mind, how could you believe it?" Wang Xiaona asked with a trembling voice.

"Hehehe... I didn't expect that a woman like you still has some brains. Yes, I am not Zeng Mingliang. I take over Zeng Mingliang's body now." The voice of "Zeng Mingliang" strangely turned into an old male voice, which was the voice of the black fog.

"You...what did you do to Mingliang?" Although Wang Xiaona was mentally prepared, she was still frightened at this moment.

"Hmph! I've sealed his consciousness within his body. He won't awaken until I'm gone." The old man didn't mind telling Wang Xiaona the truth; the woman would be gone tonight anyway. While her willing devotion would greatly enhance the spiritual energy's effectiveness, now that she'd discovered it, there was nothing he could do. After "absorbing" her tonight, his strength should be restored enough to attempt a body possession.

"Why are you doing this? My husband and I haven't offended you." Wang Xiaona stared at "Zeng Mingliang" angrily. She really didn't understand. She and Mingliang were both kind-hearted people, so how could they provoke something like black fog?

"Hahaha... Why? In this world, winners are kings and losers are bandits. What you do depends on whether you have the strength or not. Wang Xiaona, it's all your fault that you were born with a body like a cauldron, but you don't have the strength to protect yourself. I just take what I need!" In front of Wang Xiaona's terrified face, the black fog regained some of his former superior feeling. Being able to crush people to death like an ant has always been his favorite.

"You, aren't you afraid of retribution for doing this?" Wang Xiaona was stunned by Black Mist's words. Do powerful people necessarily resort to plunder? There are so many powerful people in the world. If every one of them were like Black Mist, wouldn't the world be in chaos?

"Hahaha... retribution? If there is retribution, I should be reduced to ashes, and there should be a soul left in the world? Woman, you should worry about yourself! The soul and body of a woman who is used as a furnace will turn to ashes and will not leave any trace in the world." The black fog was enraged by Wang Xiaona. It wanted to "suck" this hateful woman as soon as possible to strengthen its strength.

Zhou Yuanyuan was almost vomiting from listening to this from the sidelines! This old ghost, Black Mist, was really arrogant. Aren't you afraid of retribution? Humph! Today, I'll try out a few of the spells I just learned and see if I can bring you back to justice.

The battle was over before it even began.

When "Zeng Mingliang" pounced towards Wang Xiaona, Zhou Yuanyuan jumped out, performed an exorcism spell and threw it at Zeng Mingliang.

"Ah~!" The black mist screamed in pain, and along with the scream, a wisp of black mist emerged from "Zeng Mingliang's" brain.