A risky move?
Before we could ponder for long, Old Han continued:
“Open the cabinet directly! Use swift and decisive methods to completely purify or seal it along with Wu Tao’s corpse while it is still in the process of being conceived! But this requires precise timing, sufficient magical artifacts and manpower, and is extremely risky. If it fails, the consequences may be even more severe.”
"Are you sure about this?" I asked.
Old Han glanced at me, a smile appearing on his face:
"Originally, we only had a 50% chance of success, but with you on board, the success rate can reach 70%."
Even with me included, would the success rate only increase by 20%?
I stroked my chin, not out of arrogance, but because after experiencing so much, I naturally developed a sense of self-confidence.
"And if your friend has a peculiar fate that makes him prone to attracting evil spirits, sometimes this kind of fate can also become an excellent bait or the key element of a formation! If he is willing to help, then the success rate can be increased by another 20%!"
Old Han turned his gaze to Li Huai.
He seemed very confident in persuading me, perhaps because Zhang Qiang had told him about my personality or something.
But Li Huai's resistant expression was undeniable.
After all, his face had turned green, and he wailed, "I'm a grown man, I don't want to be a mother! Don't look for me!"
Luo Tianhe patted him on the shoulder: "Calm down, buddy. I'm not asking you to be the mother, I'm asking you to be the bait."
"Heh, it's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering. Why don't you come and be the mother, or rather, the bait?!" Li Huai sneered, clearly not taking his words seriously at all.
"I'd like to, but I don't have your ability." Luo Tianhe shrugged, looking somewhat regretful. "If it were me, I would definitely step forward without hesitation to act as the bait. It's just a pity that you, Li Huai, are such a coward."
Luo Tianhe was so angry with Li Huai that he wanted to grind his teeth, but he still didn't act impulsively.
The main reason was that he was terrified of this kind of thing. If he really ended up like Wu Tao, he would be completely disgraced.
He hadn't lived a particularly glorious or spectacular life to begin with, and if he died in such a pathetic and resentful way, he would feel like a clown.
Zhang Qiang looked at me and gave me a meaningful look.
The meaning was clear: he wanted me to find a way to persuade Li Huai, since he wasn't very familiar with Li Huai and it wouldn't be easy for him to persuade him.
I'm also a bit of a headache. If the person who needs it is Zhang Qiang, given his personality, he will definitely step forward without hesitation.
But Li Huai is a bit cunning.
If it were to save me or Luo Tianhe, he would probably step forward.
However, he might not be able to do something so noble for a ghost baby that is not even remotely related to him.
"Ahem," I coughed twice to clear my throat. "Li Huai, Old Han wouldn't lie to you. A 90% chance of success basically means it won't fail. Why don't you contribute?"
"Hehe, what if it works out? I don't want to be ruined!" Li Huai chuckled, his heels rooted to the spot, refusing to take another step forward.
This spineless coward, even with a 90% chance of success, is still so cowardly. I'm at my wit's end.
After much persuasion and making numerous promises to Li Huai, he finally reluctantly agreed.
Having convinced him, I looked at Old Han and asked in a deep voice, "Old Han, what do you need us to do? How do we seize the right opportunity?"
I had no clue how to deal with this ghost baby, so I simply followed Old Han's instructions. From what I've seen so far, he seems quite reliable.
"I need to prepare a few things to set up a formation that uses Yang Fire to refine Yin," Elder Han said.
Hearing him say that, my eyes lit up. I didn't expect Old Han to know how to set up formations.
I can take a look at it then.
Although I consider myself to be superior to Master Han in terms of array formation skills, I can still learn from his strengths and discard his weaknesses.
“The core of the formation needs a pure Yang magic weapon to guard it, and your Thunderstrike Sword is just right. It also needs three people with strong Yang energy and courage to stand in specific positions, and we have just enough of them.”
The three people he was talking about should be me, Zhang Qiang, and Luo Tianhe.
Li Huai's role is different from ours; he must have other plans.
At this point, Old Han calculated with his fingers: "Tonight at midnight is the time when the yin energy is at its peak, but it is also the time for the yin energy to nourish life. At that time, the ghost infant will instinctively absorb and transform that trace of nascent yang energy, and we will make our move then."
"Midnight..." I took out my phone and glanced at the time; it was already past 3 PM. "Is there still time to prepare?"
"There's enough time. I've brought most of the materials I need. I only need a small portion, and I'll need your help to collect it." Old Han took out a pen and paper, quickly wrote out a list, and handed it to Zhang Qiang.
"Originally, I planned to observe first and proceed gradually, but now that these brothers are helping, let's finish this quickly to avoid any unforeseen complications."
A smile appeared on Old Han's face, as if he was quite pleased with our arrival.
I took the list from Zhang Qiang. The list didn't contain many items, nor were they too obscure or strange, so they wouldn't be too hard to find.
These consist of common black dog blood, the comb blood of a rooster over three years old, freshly burned stove soil, seven seven-year-old peach wood stakes, and a large amount of quicklime and cinnabar.
"These things shouldn't require me to do them personally," Zhang Qiang instructed several police officers to buy them.
I asked Luo Tianhe to come along too, since he has experience in this area.
It doesn't really matter if I get ripped off; I'm not short of money.
The real concern is that the police officers might not have the sharpest eyesight, and that the vendors might try to pass off counterfeit or substandard goods as genuine. If that happens, the deployment could be flawed, and the trouble would be immense.
Seeing that the materials were in place, Old Han said to me again: "Young man, for your Thunderstrike Sword, you'd better mix your own blood with cinnabar and rewrite the Thunderfire Talisman on the blade to maximize its Yang Thunder power!"
I nodded. It's just a little blood loss, nothing serious.
Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, let alone this ghostly infant which has existed for who knows how many years; it's definitely somewhat eerie.
"As for this young man, I need to take three strands of your hair and a drop of blood from your middle finger to draw the Yin-attracting line in the array. At a crucial moment, it might be able to interfere with the ghost infant's ability to sense the presence of a living person."
Li Huai looked miserable, but after I gave him a nod, he reluctantly agreed.
We were very busy for the next few hours, and Zhang Qiang's men and Luo Tianhe quickly brought over the materials.
Once all the materials were ready, Mr. Han began working in the open space outside the cold storage.
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