"No, don't kill me! There's a shackle on my soul. If you kill me, my soul can't return to its place. Only the soul-binding master can unlock this shackle." Wu Wei trembled with fear.
"It's done." Ye Xingchen stretched out his hand, and two orbs of soul light appeared and disappeared in his palm.
"No, it can't be untied. The Soul Lock is a travel permit after you go to the Underworld, and the Underworld will check it. If it's untied, I... I can't explain it to them." Wu Wei shook his head desperately.
"Then what use are you?" Zhang Shihao cursed, "You think you're so great? Believe me or not, I'll burn you to a crisp with real fire."
"If you burn me, the lock will truly be unbreakable. If the soul lock isn't broken, even if the seven-day mourning period is over, it will be like the soul being scattered." Wu Wei was so frightened that he could barely recognizable, but he still remained defiant.
After all, this was his means of survival. If he insisted on not undoing it, he might still have a sliver of hope. But if he did undo it, those two might just obliterate him completely.
In fact, he was a low-ranking official of the eighth grade, which was in the most awkward position. To put it bluntly, his strength was about the same as that of a wandering ghost.
Even a slightly powerful demon could easily manipulate them, let alone cultivators like these.
To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the protective aura of the underworld around him, even a fierce ghost could have devoured him.
"Then there's no solution?" Ye Xingchen spread his hands, put away his soul, and then casually broke off a few willow branches from a nearby tree.
"What are you doing?" Wu Wei was startled.
"What do you think?" Ye Xingchen flicked his hand, and several willow branches intertwined to form a vine. Then, with his left hand, he drew a ghost-controlling talisman in the air and attached it to the willow branch.
As the willow branches began to glow, they began to emit a faint yellow light in Wu Wei's eyes.
Ye Xingchen swung her right hand and slapped him without hesitation.
*Snap*... Wu Wei suddenly appeared in human form. He was tall, but had a pointed head and a round face. As the willow branch lashed down, sparks flew from his body.
He immediately let out a howl and turned to run away, but Zhang Shihao casually set up a ghost-suppressing talisman around him, trapping him within a three-meter radius.
The willow branch blessed with the ghost-controlling talisman felt like a whip dipped in salt water lashing at a person's flesh; the pain was something only the person experiencing it could feel.
Ye Xingchen snapped the willow branch and then lashed it out at Wu Wei without warning.
For a moment, screams of agony filled the air. The guy was in so much pain that he spun around in place, trying to escape, but Zhang Shih-hao had placed ghost-suppressing talismans all around him, leaving him only three meters of space to move around.
The guy kept wailing and screaming in this small space, being whipped around in circles.
"Big brother, stop hitting me, untie me, I'll untie you..." Wu Wei howled, finally giving in.
"It's done." Ye Xingchen stretched out his hand, opening his palm, where the two wisps of soul light shone faintly.
Wu Wei struggled to his feet, then took a deep breath at the Soul Light. He saw the white light on the surface of the Soul Light being absorbed, and as the light was absorbed, the mother and son revealed their original forms.
The mother held her child in her arms, looking around blankly, not knowing where she was or what her fate should be.
"Alright, alright, brother, the lock is unlocked." Wu Wei, his face expressionless, lay on the ground trembling.
"You bitch, I have to beat you up. Don't let me see you again, otherwise I'll beat you every time I see you." Ye Xingchen glared at him, and with a move of his right hand, the Najie on his fingertips included the mother and son, and then left quickly.
Zhang Shih-hao looked at Wu Wei-yi with sympathy: "Remember this: in this world, not everyone is someone you can mess with."
Wu Wei nodded, looking timid and pitiful.
Inside the ward, a group of doctors were still discussing the matter.
A doctor asked Yuan Zhengde, "Old Yuan, what happened? Why did that young man leave halfway through saving someone?"
"Yes, I saw that both the mother and the baby showed signs of life, so why did he run away?"
"Everyone, please be patient. Mr. Ye will be back soon." Yuan Zhengde was confident that since Ye Xingchen had taken action, there would definitely be a result.
If he truly wanted to save someone, even the King of Hell couldn't take that person away; that was his trust in Ye Xingchen.
Suddenly, a figure flashed by, and Ye Xingchen returned.
"Mr. Ye, how is it?" Yuan Zhengde was overjoyed and hurriedly went to greet him.
"It's alright." Ye Xingchen nodded, walked to the mother and son's side, and with a wave of his right hand, Zhang Shihao quickly stepped in to protect them, guiding their souls back into their bodies.
Only after his soul returned to its place did Zhang Shih-hao finally breathe a sigh of relief.
In the Taoist tradition of the Xuan Yi School, once the soul leaves the body, it means that the person's lifespan has come to an end.
Unless there are special exceptions, it is not permitted to assist in the return of the soul to its rightful place.
But today's situation is special. Since we've already attacked the underworld officials, we don't care about breaking a few more rules.
Once the soul returns to its place, the woman's body moves and she reacts.
Immediately afterward, the baby beside her also let out a loud cry.
"She's awake, really awake."
"The mother's vital signs are stable, and her blood pressure and heart rate are normal."
"Quickly, take the child to the neonatal ward and put him on a ventilator."
The group of doctors were taken aback and quickly got to work.
In their eyes, it was nothing short of a medical miracle. Everyone present had participated in the rescue and knew the condition of the mother and child; they knew it was almost certain they wouldn't make it back.
But no one expected that the child and the mother would return. The person who could do this is not human, they are a god!
"Honey, it's alright, honey."
Liu Xuesong rushed forward and tightly grasped his wife's hand. His family had survived the ordeal, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
"Your wife is fine, and the baby is fine too. If you're worried, you can stay in the hospital for observation for a few days. I'll prescribe some medicine for you to take home." Ye Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief.
This time it was practically like snatching people from the jaws of death; the souls of both mother and child were taken away.
If he had been any later, he would have been truly helpless, and he would have had to try to snatch the person from the underworld, but he didn't have that ability at the moment.
"Mr. Ye, I, Liu Xuesong, will never forget your great kindness in my life." Liu Xuesong knelt down straight before Ye Xingchen.
"Don't kneel down so easily. It's only right that I do these things for you." Ye Xingchen helped him up.
He looked up at Liu Xuesong and said, "Your father is Liu Kaifeng, one of the Five Tiger Generals. I owe your father something, and this is to repay him."
"Who are you?" Liu Xuesong looked at Ye Xingchen with surprise and uncertainty.
"My name is Ye Xingchen, and my father is Ye Jinyu," Ye Xingchen said.
"Are you Marshal Ye's son?" Liu Xuesong suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Xingchen.
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