Chapter 102 Awakening
The night was as dark as ink, so thick that it seemed as if ink could drip from it. In the silence, a faint gloomy aura quietly spread.
The female ghost's eyes were fixed on Yu Bohan hungrily.
"It's you, come on!" The ghost girl's voice was sharp and shrill, echoing in the silent night sky, like a ghost crying in a cold night, creepy.
Then, she danced her hands quickly, and streams of black air swept towards Yu Bohan like a python, wrapping him tightly in the blink of an eye. With a sudden suction, Yu Bohan's body flew towards the female ghost uncontrollably.
At the critical moment, Yu Bohan was extremely anxious, his brain was working rapidly, and he was muttering to himself subconsciously.
At the same time, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from his hands, just like the rising sun bursting out from the darkness, dazzling and scorching.
The golden light was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into the ghost girl's hand. "ah!"
The female ghost let out a shrill scream, the sound piercing the night sky, full of pain and shock, "You actually know the mysterious arts, you are from the Xuanmen."
Her eyes were wide open, flashing with resentment and unwillingness, and her pale face looked particularly hideous and terrifying in the darkness.
Yu Hongfeng was frightened by this sudden change and her face turned pale. Her legs became weak and she quickly hid behind Yu Bohan, trembling. She said in a tearful voice, "Good fellow, you are really a hidden talent!"
Yu Bohan was still in shock at this time, and his body couldn't stop shaking slightly.
He was not hiding his strength at all. It was just that at this extremely critical moment, a spell suddenly flashed through his mind and he recited it subconsciously.
He took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, and threatened the female ghost loudly: "Don't come over! I am a disciple of Xuanmen, and my senior sister is nearby. If you dare to touch me, you will be killed!"
When the female ghost heard this, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.
But how could she be willing to give up this "prey" that was about to be caught? She said sinisterly: "I won't touch you, but you have to leave these two people to me."
As she spoke, she stretched out her fingers, which were as dry as firewood and had long and sharp nails, and pointed at Yu Hongfeng and Zimao.
Yu Hongfeng was so frightened that her face turned pale. She tightly grasped Yu Bohan's hands with both hands, her nails almost digging into his skin, and begged in a crying voice: "Boss, please don't send me out! I don't want to die yet!"
Zimao also panicked, and grabbed Yu Bohan's other hand, shouting in a trembling voice: "Boss, please save me, I don't want to die either, please don't send me away, my family is rich, I can ask my dad to give you a lot of money."
Yu Hongfeng was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes. She cried and said, "My family is also very rich. As long as you save me, I will be your little brother in the future. I will give you all the money our family earns. Please don't send me away."
"Think it over carefully. Your cultivation is not high either. If you don't hand them over, we will have a fight to see whether you are more virtuous or I am more evil."
The female ghost threatened again, the negative energy around her surging, as if she would attack at any time.
At this critical moment of stalemate, a voice sounded in Yu Bohan's mind: "Bohan, humans and ghosts are different. She killed people and it is unforgivable. You are a member of the Xuanmen. You must not disregard human lives for your own sake."
The voice was unfamiliar, yet inexplicably familiar, as if it came from the distant past, stirring up ripples deep in his memory.
Yu Bohan was startled when he heard this, and said firmly: "I can't hand them over to you."
"Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit."
The ghost girl's already pale face now looked even more gloomy and terrifying, like an abyss shrouded by dark clouds, which made people shudder.
"Just come at me." Yu Bohan responded loudly, not knowing where he got the courage from.
In an instant, a warm current surged from his dantian and quickly spread to his whole body, like a clear spring flowing through his meridians.
At the same time, memories deep in his mind surged out like a door opened by a key.
In the memories that came flooding in like a tide, he saw the scenes of himself as a disciple of Xuanmen, practicing hard with his master in Xuanmen.
At that time, he was full of love and pursuit for the mysterious arts, and he studied it day and night, regardless of the seasons.
However, after completing his studies, he believed the slander of his senior brother and did something that made him regret for the rest of his life - together they forced his senior sister's husband, Huo Yanshen, to death.
At that moment, the eldest sister was heartbroken over the loss of her beloved. In anger, she started a killing spree and massacred everyone in the Xuanmen sect.
It turned out that the people in Class 13 were all from the Xuanmen, and were Yang Mian’s junior brothers and sisters.
The love between the senior sister and Huo Yan was stronger than iron, but they believed everything they heard and were easily blinded, which led to a disaster.
The eldest sister waited for 5,000 years before she was finally able to renew her relationship with Huo Yanshen.
"In this life, I will never separate Senior Sister and Huo Yanshen again." Yu Bohan swore secretly in his heart.
As his memory awakened, Yu Bohan's cultivation began to increase rapidly like bamboo shoots after rain.
The ball of golden light in his hand became more and more dazzling, from the initial faint light to as hot as the sun.
"How is it possible? How is it possible that your cultivation has increased so much in such a short time?"
The female ghost looked at the changes before her eyes, her face full of disbelief and her voice filled with fear and shock.
Yu Bohan, whose memory and cultivation had awakened, recited a string of spells that Yu Hongfeng could not understand at all.
The syllables of the spell seemed to contain the mysterious power between heaven and earth, and every word carried a shocking rhythm.
"@#%#ah@go"
As the spell was recited, an even more powerful golden light shot out from Yu Bohan's hand, like a flash of lightning, hitting the female ghost directly.
The female ghost let out a scream and her body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
She struggled to escape, but found that her body seemed to be bound by an invisible force and she could not move.
Just then, a graceful figure streaked across the night sky like a meteor. It was Yang Mian who had arrived.
Her eyes were as fast as lightning, and she threw out a net without hesitation.
The net instantly unfolded in the air, turning into a huge net of light, covering the female ghost tightly.
The female ghost was trapped in the net and struggled desperately, but she was like a trapped beast and had nowhere to escape.
"You had a baby but you didn't give birth to it. Instead, you stayed in the human world and brought disaster to it. You deserve to die." Yang Mian's voice was cold and firm, as if it came from the judgment of the Nine Nether Hell.
The female ghost looked up at Yang Mian in horror. This woman’s cultivation was too high. She knew in her heart that she had hit a complete wall this time.
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