CHAPTER 611: CHAPTER 112_4

With reference to three top secret manuals, Li Zhiyuan felt confident that he could tailor-make a "Ghost Control Skill"... no, a Ghost Control Magic for Tan Wenbin.

Of course, side effects were inevitable; throughout history, those who control spirits and ghosts rarely come to a good end.

Even for officials like divination children, it’s the same. Lin Shuyou’s grandfather managed to live until his grandson came of age, which was considered a long life in their line of work. Those Yin Gods, they don’t truly care about the physical well-being of the divination children.

But more than the negative impacts on the body and life span, what Li Zhiyuan worried about more was something else:

"Brother Binbin, you should mentally prepare yourself, Ghost Control will change your character."

The one under the peach grove in his hometown had studied Wei Zhengdao’s Black Book until he was transformed into a corpse, not only changing his character but also his species.

Tan Wenbin asked, "Umm... which way does the character change?"

"You’ll become more unruly and extreme."

Tan Wenbin mocked: "Like this, Brother Xiao Yuan? Hehehehehehe?"

"That’s the flavor."

"No problem, it suits my position quite well."

Even Grandma Liu had taught him that as the frontman for the Dragon King’s ship, you have to play the part to the death.

In fact, Li Zhiyuan had an even bolder idea.

Would there be a way to bring down the White Crane Child and make it work for him whenever needed without letting it return?

After all, those solitary ghosts and wandering spirits, they really aren’t fit for public display.

After everyone had rested up and aside from Tan Wenbin who was still somewhat weak, the rest were in their best condition.

Li Zhiyuan glanced at Yin Meng, then turned to look towards Zeng Yinyin.

Yin Meng understood, drew out a whip and lashed towards Zeng Yinyin.

"Crack!"

"Ah!"

Zeng Yinyin let out a miserable cry and could not pretend any longer.

Run Sheng stepped forward, picked her up, and the team of six headed towards the valley.

Between the slopes on both sides, darkness emerged, and the flashlight could only illuminate a wooden building in front.

The light fires that could be seen from afar were now invisible upon approach.

A stone table and a stone stele stood side by side in the central area.

On the stone table were a stone bowl and stone plates connected to it, and the stone stele had vigorous engravings.

Li Zhiyuan came to the stone stele. The engravings were aged, eroded by time, somewhat blurred, but Li Zhiyuan, who had read more difficult books, could recognize it without much difficulty.

"I, Daoist Yu Xuzi, hereby use my flesh to erect this stele and seal it. My three disciples, Zeng, Zheng, and Xue, have settled here, and descendants shall offer blood sacrifices every Jiazi year to maintain the Array.

So long as the evil spirit is not destroyed, we shall not retreat, and from generation to generation, we will protect our Righteous path."

To use flesh for sealing simply means to use oneself as the core Array Eye, fighting to the death with the evil entity.

Daoist Yu Xuzi was someone whom Li Zhiyuan had no knowledge of; he hadn’t read any records about him.

Throughout history, only a few have been recorded in the annals, and this Daoist Yu Xuzi, not only did he seal himself here but he also commanded his three disciples to spread their lineage here and maintain the seal. It is very likely he had not gained fame before he went into hiding here.

Of course, it is also possible he had gained fame, but since his lineage was bound to this place without a "prominent family" or disciples to propagate his teachings, his reputation naturally remained obscure.

However, why would the evil spirit sealed by Yu Xuzi appear in Alii’s dreams?

Could it be that under the Daoist name of Yu Xuzi, his secular surname was Qin or Liu?

Yet, for a distinguished member of the Qin Liu family to join another sect is even more shocking and astounding than Grandpa Qin and Grandma Liu’s marriage.

"Brother Runsheng, set up the offering table."

"Alright!"

Run Sheng began to clean the thick dust on the stone table, blew hard, wiped it, and found a rounded protrusion at the center of the table.

Tan Wenbin wondered, "Why is this bowl upside down?"

As he said this, Tan Wenbin attempted to reach out and touch it.

Li Zhiyuan: "Don’t touch."

"Eh?"

"That is Daoist Yu Xuzi’s skull."

"Skull?" Tan Wenbin stepped back two paces, while the faces of the surrounding people also changed, meaning that Yu Xuzi himself was within this stone table.

Li Zhiyuan: "Light the candles, arrange the offerings, burn the paper."

Yin Meng went off to light the candles; Run Sheng set up the offerings, and Tan Wenbin went to burn paper.

Once everything was ready, Li Zhiyuan stood in front of the stone table and arranged blood bowls made from the blood of the descendants of the Xue, Zheng, and Zeng families around that skull.

Then, he commenced the ritual.

The stone table began to tremble slightly, the blood in the bowls started to boil, then trickled down along the rim of the bowls, eventually flowing into the skull, which immediately emitted a special crystalline light.

Soon after, the wind began to blow from outside, growing stronger, even pushing back the darkness ahead to reveal a complete single-story house, wide and with a large courtyard, unlike a traditional residence.

Further back, a brief glimmer of dawn appeared, dispersing a large patch of fog and murk, and the malevolent air was purged.

However, what made Li Zhiyuan somewhat surprised was that the effect of this Array seemed a bit weak. To subdue and grind implies the need to suppress and wear down.

In terms of suppression, this Array still seemed to have some strength left, but in terms of grinding down, it was clearly insufficient.

It’s possible that Daoist Yu Xuzi’s own skill in Array was not particularly high, or it might be that this Array lacked maintenance in later stages, leading to many of its functions being weakened or simply crippled.

After all, of the Xue, Zheng, and Zeng families, only the Zeng family had retained a slight semblance of skills, while the other two were no different from ordinary families.

This is a situation where the descendants’ level has fallen to the point that they can’t even perform routine maintenance.