The resentment broke through the sky, and everyone was on high alert, ready to attack at any moment.
The resentment spread, and everyone stared nervously at the exit of the seal, ready to kill any evil spirits that emerged, ensuring they wouldn't escape.
Under the tense gaze of everyone, there was no reaction from the exit of the seal after a few seconds.
Biao Tao was a little confused. Given the momentum from before, there were definitely many evil spirits inside.
After a few more seconds, Biao Tao felt something was wrong and went to investigate.
Arriving at the edge of the deep pit, Biao Tao turned on his flashlight and shone it inside. When he clearly saw the situation, Biao Tao was dumbfounded and immediately cursed, "Damn it, who the hell put that thousand-year-old willow wood here?"
Hearing Biao Tao's outburst, everyone rushed to the edge of the deep pit to take a look.
Inside the deep pit, sections of willow wood filled half the pit.
Willow trees are commonly known as ghost trees, possessing the ability to absorb Yin energy. Thousand-year-old willow wood, in particular, can store Yin energy. So much thousand-year-old willow wood, having absorbed Yin energy for nearly a thousand years, releasing it all at once could indeed be terrifying.
Seeing that it was all willow wood and no evil spirits, everyone prepared to leave, leaving only Biao Tao, who was still cursing.
1:30 AM.
Yu Daohang was still lying on his rocking chair when his phone suddenly rang.
Yu Daohang took out his phone and saw it was from Old Biao. It seemed the seal had been successful, or perhaps the evil Yin land had no evil spirits.
He pressed the answer button, and Old Biao's hysterical voice came through, "Damn it, Master Yu, you were right. That evil Yin land has no evil spirits at all."
Yu Daohang grunted. He had already anticipated this outcome. The evil spirits gathered in the suburbs were likely drawn to the Yin energy of that evil Yin land.
"Isn't that good? No losses," Yu Daohang said.
On the other end of the phone, Biao Tao gritted his teeth, "I've already paid the life-and-death fee."
Hearing the words "life-and-death fee," Yu Daohang burst into laughter.
He could hear Biao Tao cursing the person who had placed the willow wood there.
Yu Daohang clutched his stomach, laughing, "I never thought you, Old Biao, would have a day like this. Unbelievable, hahahaha."
The so-called life-and-death fee was the payment the Supernatural Bureau made to other sects for assistance. If a mission involved mortal danger, a substantial reward, known as the life-and-death fee, would be paid.
This time, nearly two hundred people from various sects had come, adding up to a considerable sum.
Biao Tao was on the verge of tears. How would he explain this expense to his superiors?
Perhaps these sects wouldn't demand the life-and-death fee, but since they had sent their disciples, how was he supposed to recoup the cost?
On the phone, Biao Tao paused and said, "Master Yu, how about..."
Before Biao Tao could finish, Yu Daohang sensed something was wrong and quickly interrupted, "No, no, no. I still have some dignity. You'll have to figure out how to get the money yourself."
This Old Biao would think of anything. If he helped him collect money, he'd be laughed to death by people in the martial arts world.
Biao Tao sighed, chatted a few more casual words, and hung up the phone.
Yu Daohang put his phone in his pocket and closed his eyes to rest.
It wasn't until 7:30 in the morning that Xu Yayay walked out from the backyard, "Brother Yu, it's 7:30."
Yu Daohang took out his phone and checked the time. It was 7:30, and it was almost time to close the shop.
Yu Daohang stood up and was about to close the door when a middle-aged man walked in.
The middle-aged man's face was a little grim. Although he was dressed simply, he wore an expensive watch.
The middle-aged man looked at Yu Daohang, who appeared to be around eighteen years old, "May I ask if you are Master Yu?"
Yu Daohang nodded, "That's right, I am."
A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, "Please, Master Yu, help me. My wife..."
Yu Daohang gestured for him to sit down and speak slowly.
The middle-aged man sat down and began to explain.
The middle-aged man's name was Liu Zhonghe. He worked as a manager in a large company. The reason he had come to find Yu Daohang was for his wife, Chen Qingshui.
This matter dated back eighteen years.
When Liu Zhonghe was ten years old, his parents died in a car accident. Liu Zhonghe became an orphan and was taken in by Chen Xiaobao, a good friend of his father.
Chen Xiaobao's family was not wealthy; they were even quite poor. Despite this, they insisted on supporting Liu Zhonghe through his education.
Liu Zhonghe did not disappoint, successfully gaining admission to a good university. Later, he married Chen Qingshui, Chen Xiaobao's daughter.
They lived a happy life. Although not wealthy, they managed well. Soon, Chen Qingshui became pregnant with Chen Ruolian.
Liu Zhonghe worked in a decent company. For an ordinary person to climb to a high-level executive position in a company was incredibly difficult. Fortunately, Liu Zhonghe was diligent in his work. During a chance encounter, he met the daughter of the company's boss.
The two quickly developed romantic feelings. The daughter's family did not mind that Liu Zhonghe was an orphan, and they soon married.
When asked if he was married, Liu Zhonghe chose to conceal it.
Liu Zhonghe knew clearly that by marrying the company's heiress, his future would be bright. However, his wife was already pregnant.
Between his future and his wife, Liu Zhonghe chose his future.
Just as Chen Qingshui was in her tenth month of pregnancy and about to give birth to Chen Ruolian, Liu Zhonghe suddenly left, severing all contact with Chen Qingshui's family.
The last news Liu Zhonghe received about Chen Qingshui was that she had a miscarriage.
Liu Zhonghe had assumed that after losing the child, Chen Qingshui would find someone else good to marry.
However, two days ago, an eighteen-year-old girl suddenly approached him.
Thank you to [Great Darkness Day] [The Land of Enlightenment is Eternal] for the gifts, thank you very much. I agree to thank everyone for their continued support, thank you, 90deg; bow.