Feng Bingwen stared at the Yaksha God disappearing into the night sky, remaining motionless and silent for a long time.
"Young Master Feng, it's getting late, you should head back!"
The local earth god, who had been waiting silently by the side, leaned on his cane and tried to comfort Feng Bingwen, who was clearly in a bad mood.
"Now that the City God has learned about the beast, it will surely be suppressed. You need not worry too much."
"Yes, I know."
Looking at the local earth god who lingered and even tried to persuade him with kind words, Feng Bingwen lowered his head and smiled at him.
"Thank you very much, Earth God, for today."
"No need to thank me, it's my duty as a local official, and besides, you've offered incense today."
The local deity quickly responded with a smile, displaying a very good attitude.
"I still want to thank you."
Having visited the City God Temple during the day, Feng Bingwen naturally knew that the incense he offered was somewhat different.
This time, his bad karma turned into a calamity, but he didn't feel it at all, and he wasn't harmed in any way. It's most likely because the local earth god shielded him from it.
He had said before that when Du He came looking for him, he was delirious and full of murderous intent. He had been killed by a raging beast and, filled with resentment, had transformed into a fierce ghost.
When a fierce ghost comes to your door, is it really just to entrust you with a child? What would happen to an ordinary person if they encountered one?
"Young master, there's no need for such formalities. You should go back."
"Lord Earth, do you know where that leopard is?"
Feng Bingwen was still unwilling to give up.
"Oh dear, my young master, why are you setting your sights on this old man? Although I am a local official, I have no way of knowing anything about such an ominous creature."
Hearing that Feng Bingwen hadn't given up, the local earth god was getting anxious. If something happened to this little ancestor, where would he find another person like him to offer incense to him in the future?
"Take this old man's advice: even if you find him, you're no match for Biao!"
"Ha ha."
Feng Bingwen chuckled. He appreciated the landowner's kindness, but he didn't think he could defeat a rather special tiger. So what if it was a spirit?
Ouch!
Hearing that laughter, the Earth God knew he couldn't stop them, but he wasn't too worried.
"But I really can't help you with this."
"Then I won't disturb the Earth God any longer. I'll go back to sleep now."
Upon hearing this, Feng Bingwen stopped pressing the matter and turned to walk towards the old Feng family residence behind him.
"I hope the City God can suppress that beast as soon as possible, so that this silly child won't find it."
The Earth God watched Feng Bingwen's retreating figure, still uneasy. But there was nothing he could do; even if Feng Bingwen truly wanted to do something, he couldn't stop him.
Back in his room, Feng Bingwen lay on his bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He opened the Heavenly Book and looked at the records inside. This tribulation had passed so easily.
It may seem like child's play, but in reality, it was the spirits who shielded him—the local deity, having received his offerings, protected him from disaster at night, a cycle of cause and effect.
However, the simple act of clearing away evil karma did not bring Feng Bingwen peace of mind. He thought of the beast that the local deity feared and the Yaksha God treated with great respect, which made him even more uneasy.
However, as midnight approached, Feng Bingwen's mind became surprisingly calm, and his breathing became slow and long, as if he had fallen asleep.
As midnight approached, Feng Bingwen lay completely flat, his breathing even, and he had actually fallen asleep. However, when midnight was halfway through, at the time when the yin energy in the world was at its densest, a few specks of silver light began to shimmer on Feng Bingwen's abdomen.
The silvery light points intertwine and reflect each other, converging into a magnificent spectacle, the silvery light rippling like a lake.
hold head high!
Accompanied by a dragon's roar that no mortal could hear, a lithe dragon shadow rose from Feng Bingwen's abdomen. The dragon shadow was initially hazy, but as it was illuminated by silver light, its body gradually solidified, revealing scales, armor, and even whiskers and hair.
Although his eyes were bright and lively, they were also somewhat dull, as if he had no soul.
However, when all the dragon shadows rose up and hovered above Feng Bingwen's body, a glimmer of spiritual light rose from between Feng Bingwen's eyebrows and fell into the dragon soul.
The dragon, which had been dull and lifeless like a clay puppet, suddenly became lively, its eyes sparkling and its aura vibrant. It roamed the room, soaring through the clouds, a truly wondrous sight.
hold head high--
As if it had truly come to life, the silver dragon let out a loud roar, its long tail swayed gently, and its agile body shot straight towards the roof, passing right through it and arriving outside.
Rumble—
It was winter, but when the dragon's shadow appeared in the sky, thunder suddenly roared, startling countless people awake.
As the thunderous roar echoed through the heavens and earth, the silver dragon, which was only a few feet long, suddenly grew longer into a size of over ten feet in the blink of an eye. Its body was undulating, its silver scales shimmering, and it was majestic and extraordinary.
The first to witness this scene was none other than the local earth god, who was still worried about the land god in the Fengjia Village land god temple. At this moment, the short, middle-aged man, leaning on his cane and stroking his beard, stared at the silver dragon circling above the old Fengjia house, dumbfounded and speechless.
"This, this, this..."
The Earth God uttered three words in a row, but couldn't even form a complete sentence.
He had previously inquired about the young master of the Feng family and knew that he had an extraordinary background, but no matter how many guesses he had, he did not expect to see this scene now.
"Could this young master of the Feng family be the reincarnation of a dragon from the Dragon Palace in the water?"
The Earth God pondered, his expression shifting between light and shadow, but he quickly shook his head.
"No, that's not right. Young Master Feng is clearly human, not a dragon, but that doesn't make sense. Could he be a reincarnation of a dragon? But his family background is too ordinary."
At this moment, the silver dragon in the sky had gathered clouds and mist to conceal its form. He gazed into the distance, ignoring the gaze from the City God Temple below that was watching him without posing any threat.
hold head high--
The silver dragon let out a long roar and flew towards the direction it was looking at. There, the yin energy surged, the baleful energy was full, and the killing aura soared to the sky a hundred feet high. It was a battlefield far away from the mortal world.
The heavily armed and well-equipped Yin soldiers marched in formation, their armor formed from divine power bestowed by the City God, and they methodically slaughtered more than a dozen malevolent spirits entangled in evil aura.
These ghostly companions were carefully selected; in life, they were at least top-tier martial arts masters. Yet, faced with the overwhelming force of the Yin soldiers, they still appeared so weak and powerless.
But this one-sided battle did not frighten the master of the ghoul. The black beast, covered in scars and with not a single intact patch of fur, lay on a huge rock, watching with great interest this battle that seemed extremely disadvantageous to it...
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