Chapter 210: Wrapping Up
After a careful scan, Yang Haoran found nothing. Aside from its ability to automatically absorb Yin Qi and blood energy, the Blood-Red Eyeball held no other remarkable qualities.
Yang Haoran did not act rashly. Although he longed to force the Blood-Red Eyeball out of his body, he couldn't be sure if doing so would provoke Zhong Siyu.
The successful activation of the Enchantment Art had made Zhong Siyu, that Evil Spirit, develop a certain degree of goodwill and trust towards him. But this didn't mean that anything Yang Haoran did would earn him her understanding and forgiveness; if he truly angered her, it wouldn't be surprising for her to attack him.
He was keenly aware of this, so Yang Haoran did not act rashly, lest he botch things up and ultimately harm himself.
Seeing Zhong Siyu still flying around in the sky, laughing loudly without stop, Yang Haoran smiled and spoke, reminding her.
“I think it would be better if we left here first. After the Yin Thunder Formation was broken, the commotion here can be clearly heard from outside. ”
Zhong Siyu's laughter ceased. Then, with a sinister grin, she looked at Yang Haoran and asked, “What of it? ”
Yang Haoran gave a bitter smile and said, “That will attract a lot of people and bring unnecessary trouble. Lecheng doesn't just have our Underworld Office personnel, you know. ”
Zhong Siyu looked utterly unconcerned, and sneered, “What's so troublesome about that? If anyone fearless dares to come, I'll just kill them directly. ”
“Deng Feng just died. As an Emissary of Death, he died within the city under his jurisdiction. The Underworld Office definitely won't ignore this matter. So I think during this period, it would be better for us to keep a low profile. ”
At the mention of the Underworld Office, Zhong Siyu slowly reined in her crazed expression. Although she was a powerful Evil Spirit, she was also very aware that the Underworld Office was not something she could provoke. She might not fear one Emissary of Death, but what if there were two Emissaries of Death, or even more powerful beings than an Emissary of Death?
The outcome was simple: she would definitely be the one to suffer losses. This was clear without needing to think too much.
“I'm sick of this damn place. Do you think I want to stay here? ”
As she spoke, Zhong Siyu made as if to leave the place. However, she suddenly thought of something else. Her gaze turned to Yang Haoran, and she pointed at his stomach.
“I still have something inside your body. You wouldn't be thinking of keeping it for yourself, would you? ”
Yang Haoran's eyebrow twitched slightly. He asked, his tone uncertain, “Are you talking about that Blood-Red Eyeball? ”
“Aside from that thing, do you have anything else of mine inside you? ”
Yang Haoran merely smiled and said nothing. Zhong Siyu, however, spoke with a look of unease, “I'm going to take it out of your body now. You absolutely must not play any tricks, otherwise, it would make things quite difficult for me. ”
Zhong Siyu's words truly surprised Yang Haoran. As for the Blood-Red Eyeball in his body, he was itching for Zhong Siyu to take it away immediately. How could he possibly try to stop her?
“I won't play any tricks with you. This thing is clearly a fine treasure, but it belongs to you after all. It's only right for you to take it back,” Yang Haoran said with a smile.
“Of course it's a treasure. Could an ordinary item save your life at a crucial moment? If it weren't for it, you and I would have long been dead tonight, and it would have been impossible for us to be the beneficiaries of this struggle. ”
As she spoke, Zhong Siyu merely waved a hand at Yang Haoran. The Blood-Red Eyeball ceased absorbing Yin Qi and blood energy. After a wave of power emanated from it, it vanished from Yang Haoran's body, reappearing outside him, and then flew towards Zhong Siyu.
Zhong Siyu waved her hand, and the Blood-Red Eyeball vanished. She fixed her gaze on Yang Haoran once more, and said with a sinister grin, “Uncle, thank you for tonight. Consider those Death God Seals inside you as my thanks. ”
As her words fell, Zhong Siyu's body transformed into a wisp of Yin Qi and drifted away into the distance. In the blink of an eye, she vanished beneath the moonlight.
Watching the wisp of Yin Qi that was Zhong Siyu disappear, Yang Haoran finally let out a sigh of relief. Zhong Siyu gave him too dangerous a feeling; even though she was severely injured, this sense of danger remained remarkably strong.
Of course, this didn't mean Yang Haoran had no way to deal with Zhong Siyu. If the two of them were truly to fight to the death, it was uncertain who would emerge victorious, especially after Zhong Siyu took the Blood-Red Eyeball away, Yang Haoran's misgivings grew even smaller.
If he could have kept Zhong Siyu tonight, the benefits Yang Haoran would have gained would certainly have been more than doubled, making him the ultimate beneficiary of tonight's struggle.
However, he did not do so. The reason wasn't that he was worried he wasn't Zhong Siyu's match, but because Zhong Siyu had saved him tonight. Although there was a certain element of mutual utilization involved, the fact remained that she had saved him. This was something no one could change.
Aside from this point, there was another reason Yang Haoran didn't want to attack Zhong Siyu.
Because Zhong Siyu was indeed a pitiable person. Although she was as mad as a lunatic now, the reason she had become this way was entirely due to the inhumane torment she had suffered too much of in life, which had led her to become what she was now.
If a person hadn't endured prolonged, inhumane torment, how could their personality become so twisted and extreme?
Outsiders might not know what Zhong Siyu experienced in life, but Yang Haoran did. Because he had specifically observed Zhong Siyu, and through his Ghost Eye, he had gained some understanding of her past life.
Zhong Siyu became an Evil Spirit not because she had devoured countless Wánglíng and Evil Spirits to raise her cultivation to the realm of an Evil Spirit, but because after Zhong Siyu died, her soul condensed into a Spirit and directly transformed into an Evil Spirit.
The extent of torment a person had to endure before death to transform into an Evil Spirit after dying was something ordinary people could simply not imagine.
Even though Zhong Siyu possessed immense power after becoming an Evil Spirit in death, in Yang Haoran's view, if time could be rewound, Zhong Siyu would certainly not wish to be in her current state.
People live in this world and often have no choice at all. Zhong Siyu was one such example. She had no choice in life, and after death, transformed into an Evil Spirit and was sealed here, also with no choice. That was why she yearned so desperately for freedom.
After Zhong Siyu left, Yang Haoran looked at the Ghost Building, which had been reduced to ruins, then at the corpses strewn across the ground. Finally, his gaze fell upon Jiang Dashi.
Coming to Jiang Dashi's side and looking at his corpse, Yang Haoran couldn't help but sigh.
The shield released by the Black Talisman still protected Jiang Dashi's body. It was precisely because of the presence of this Black Talisman that Jiang Dashi's corpse remained intact.
Although he had lost his life, fortunately, Jiang Dashi's soul was still intact. This could be considered a blessing in disguise amidst the misfortune. And all of this was thanks to the Black Talisman Wang Yiming had lent Yang Haoran; if not for this Black Talisman, Jiang Dashi's fate would have been no different from the other Night Watchers present.
Yang Haoran formed a hand seal and removed the Black Talisman from Jiang Dashi's corpse. The Black Talisman's power hadn't been fully depleted, but its power fluctuations were much weaker.
“It consumed a significant amount of power. Wang Yiming will probably be quite heartbroken over this. ”
Thinking this to himself, Yang Haoran gave a bitter smile and shook his head. He then put away the Black Talisman, and once again fixed his gaze on Jiang Dashi's corpse.
Crouching down, Yang Haoran forcibly condensed the soul within Jiang Dashi's body into a Spirit, and then extracted it from the body. Jiang Dashi's eyes were tightly shut; his soul was deep in slumber and had not yet awakened.
Looking at Jiang Dashi's Spirit Body, Yang Haoran let out a low sigh.
He had originally thought he would surely die tonight, but he never expected to survive. The other Night Watchers, however, had all perished; not a single one had survived.
“As long as the soul remains, it doesn't signify true death. Don't worry, I will find a way for you. ”
Yang Haoran whispered to Jiang Dashi's soul, and then put away Jiang Dashi's soul. As for how to help Jiang Dashi, that would have to wait until Jiang Dashi awakened, and he could hear Jiang Dashi's own opinion.
After putting away Jiang Dashi's soul, Yang Haoran took out his phone and dialed a number.
This call was not for Wang Yiming, but for Old Master Wu, who had just become a Night Watcher.
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