Huang Xiaoxiao and the water ghost huddled together, trembling. This guy was even more vicious than ghosts. This world has truly gone mad.

Before Luo Ergou could react, Ma Hehua had somehow drawn a curved knife from her back and, without blinking, cleaved Luo Ergou's body in two.

He then skillfully divided his ghostly body, which was emanating yin energy, into two parts, and then kneaded the ghostly body into two small balls, happily handing them over to Ma Linghua.

"Hmm, not bad, Lotus, you've improved. Keep up the good work next time," Ma Linghua said with satisfaction.

"Mom, I will continue to work hard." Ma Hehua was extremely excited. Her mother had praised her, and she was very happy.

Ma Linghua placed the meatball on the pipe, snapped her fingers, and the pipe lit up. She took a deep breath and immediately felt refreshed and invigorated.

"Mom, how is it? Does it taste good?" Ma Hehua asked cheekily.

"Why don't you try it yourself and see? What's the point of asking?" Ma Linghua said impatiently.

Watching the two bickering, Ma Lihua looked at the remaining two ghosts, who looked utterly hopeless.

"Grandma, now that Uncle Er Gou is dead, will the mark be gone?" she asked curiously.

Ma Linghua was surprised by her daughter's hard work and immediately became motivated.

She glanced at Huang Xiaoxiao's head and watched as the ghost mark gradually disappeared. She said indifferently, "It's gone when you're dead. The mark is determined by the ghost's yin energy. When the ghost dies, the yin energy is gone, and the mark naturally disappears."

"Then Granny Wang, who was marked by Uncle Er Gou, is alright, right?" Ma Lihua asked again.

“Girl, we’ve saved her this time! Next time we go to Eagle Village to find her and make sure she remembers our kindness,” Ma Hehua interjected.