"Of course, this is the most basic sincerity. If King Mo wants to recover as before, he has to do as I say." Master Daotian explained.

"Master, can't you stand?" Gu Jiu asked.

"That's fine too. King Mo can do whatever he wants. As for whether it will be effective, I can't guarantee it." Master Daotian said as he took out the things he needed to perform rituals from his pocket and placed them on the ground one by one.

"Everyone, I will perform the ritual later. No matter what you hear, see, or if you see Miss Ye standing up or waking up, don't open your mouth, otherwise all your efforts will be in vain!" Master Daotian warned .

"Master, don't worry, we will never speak." Ye's mother agreed immediately.

"If anyone deliberately makes a noise and scares my daughter, don't blame my Ye family for disregarding our friendship. After all, this is my daughter's only chance." Ye's father agreed.

"You're right. Anyone who speaks out is going against my Zhenguo Mansion." The wife of the Zhenguo Duke followed up.

"He is my master too. I will never let his family have an easy life." Yan Tianming agreed.

Now no one dared to speak. After all, they had never seen anyone come back to life, and they were all curious.

"Let's begin." Master Daotian said as he set up a formation next to the coffin. Then, holding a peach wood sword in his hand, he walked around the coffin muttering something.

Cang Tingchen frowned and looked coldly at the person lying in the coffin.

Damn it, if it wasn't for himself, he wouldn't have come to see Ye Xingchen.

The originally clear sky suddenly became dim, as if dark clouds were pressing down, and a cold wind blew around, causing people to shiver subconsciously.

"King Mo, it's your turn. Speak." Master Daotian glanced at the sky and spoke.

"What did the king say?"

"Of course, if you apologize, the more sincere the better."

Cang Tingchen's face was extremely ugly. After thinking for a while, he said, "Ye Xingchen, I'm sorry. I'm the one who is sorry for you. I really didn't want to kill you. I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but I didn't expect you to die."

The onlookers couldn't help but frown. Who would apologize like this? There was no sincerity at all.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind came out and blew Cang Tingchen forward. Coincidentally, Cang Tingchen's head hit the coffin, and he frowned in pain.

"Prince Mo, Miss Ye has not forgiven you. Please speak nicely. If you continue to talk like this, you will never regain consciousness in your life." Master Daotian said in a low voice.

Cang Tingchen's face was tense. "Damn it, there are so many troubles. Ye Xingchen, although I don't like you, I have never thought of killing you. I was sorry for you in the past. I have indeed neglected you in the past few years. Don't worry, I will bury you with honor."

Another gust of cold wind blew, so hard that people couldn't open their eyes.

Everyone sneered in their hearts. Even King Mo was here, but they were still being so awkward. They were just trying to save face but ended up suffering.

Suddenly, Cang Tingchen heard Ye Xingchen's voice coming from beside him: "Cang Tingchen, give me back my life, give me back my life."

Cang Tingchen was instantly panicked and his face turned pale. He subconsciously looked around and suddenly found that Ye Xingchen was everywhere. Now he could no longer tell men from women. In his eyes, everyone was Ye Xingchen.

"Don't come over here, go away, don't follow me!" Cang Tingchen shouted.

"Give me back my life, you killed me, give me back my life-------"

A series of sharp and piercing sounds became louder and closer, as if they were right next to his ears, and Cang Tingchen's blood froze.

He waved his hands subconsciously: "Ye Xingchen, get out of here. I don't want to see you. Get out of here, leave now!"

The others were afraid of being hit by him, so they hid aside. When they saw Cang Tingchen going crazy, they became more certain that this was definitely retribution.

"Master, please think of a solution quickly." Gu Jiu looked worried.

"Prince Mo has angered Miss Ye's ghost. There is nothing I can do. I have already told him to be sincere. Now I can only make him kneel down." Master Daotian said in embarrassment.

Gu Jiu took a deep breath, and ran over without thinking, grabbed the crazy Cang Tingchen, pulled him in front of Ye Xingchen's coffin, forcibly used his internal force to suppress Cang Tingchen, made him kneel down, and then immediately pressed his acupoints.

After seeing this kneeling, Cang Tingchen was stunned.

He wanted to get up, but couldn't move. He glared angrily at Gu Jiu who was standing beside him.

"Damn it, untie my acupoints immediately." Cang Tingchen ordered.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, this is the only way to save you." Gu Jiu apologized, but his hands did not move.

Cang Tingchen wanted to say something when suddenly the gloomy weather stopped, the dark sky brightened, and everything returned to normal.

"Great." Master Daotian immediately picked up the peach wood sword in his hand, grabbed a handful of golden powder, and threw it into the air.

"Soul come, soul come, soul come!" Daotian shouted three times.

Suddenly, there was a bang sound from the coffin, and Ye Xingchen, who was originally lying in the coffin, suddenly sat up.

Everyone was shocked. It was actually true. Could someone really be brought back to life?

No one dared to speak, for fear of startling Ye Xingchen.

"Ye Xingchen has returned to life, wake up!" Daotian shouted again.

Ye Xingchen, who was originally as still as a log, slowly focused his eyes and finally responded: "Dad, Mom, what's wrong with me?"

Mother Ye's eyes instantly turned red, and she asked in a low voice: "Master, can I talk to my daughter?"

Master Daotian nodded: "Miss Ye recognizes her parents, which means she is really alive. You can go."

"Daughter, my daughter is alive, that's great, Xingchen!" Ye's mother immediately went over and hugged her daughter and cried bitterly.

Everyone was extremely surprised, he really came back to life, this wizard is really powerful.

Gu Jiu was also dumbfounded: "Master, didn't you say that my prince would be fine? How come Ye Xingchen is alive, but where is my prince?"

Before Master Daotian could answer, Cang Tingchen suddenly looked surprised and said, "It seems that the king is fine now!"

Gu Jiu was startled and immediately helped him unblock the acupuncture points: "My Lord, how do you feel?"

Cang Tingchen didn't bother to punish Gu Jiu, but instead quickly looked around, and then he was ecstatic: "Madam Zhenguogong, Madam Ye, and you, I have seen it clearly, I can see it all,, that's great!"

"That's great, the prince has finally regained consciousness!" Gu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

The others were even more shocked, and seemed to have not yet recovered.

"Ye Xingchen is really alive. There really is such a thing as resurrection from the dead in this world."

"It's only good for Ye Xingchen if King Mo kneels down. This is really karma."

"King Mo is the murderer, so he must repent!"

Everyone was talking about it and praising Master Daotian, saying that he was a living Buddha.

Cang Tingchen glanced at Ye Xingchen who was alive again. Although he still disliked her, he didn't feel as disgusted with her now. After all, he was better only because she woke up.

Cang Tingchen, who had never believed in ghosts and gods before, really believed in it at this moment.

"My daughter is really alive, that's great! Someone, throw away these white cloths and coffins immediately, they are unlucky. Let's hold a wedding banquet instead to celebrate the resurrection of my daughter Xingchen!

"Every guest who comes today will receive 100 taels of gold as a thank you gift. In addition, give each beggar in the city 1 tael of silver in the name of Ye Xingchen as a token of goodwill for my daughter," said Ye's father happily.

"yes."