My forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Even if I let go of the bead immediately, I wouldn't be able to control the flow of true energy. I could only watch helplessly as my hands were torn apart.

At the critical moment, Ye Yang's voice came over, "Clear qi sinks, turbid qi rises, human and ghost as one, reverse Qiankun!" (Qiankun: the universe).

What does that mean?

Martial artists cultivate true energy, emphasizing: turbid qi sinks, clear qi rises!

The way Ye Yang told me to circulate my energy was exactly the opposite.

If it were anyone else, I definitely wouldn't believe them, but it was Ye Yang who was speaking. Moreover, I seemed to have heard someone say the same thing before, but I couldn't remember who it was?

It definitely wasn't Jiu Gui, nor was it my master. I could recite everything they taught me word for word.

Who was that person?

The thought flashed through my mind and was immediately thrown to the back of my head. At that time, I didn't have time to think about the past. Saving my arms was the priority.

After only a breath, the power of life and death in my body began to run wildly. I switched back and forth between being alive and dead, and to my surprise, the two energies really merged into one in my body, converging in my dantian (energy center).

I sat in front of the coffin for a full two hours before the bead in my hand exploded into powder.

When I got up, I found that my cultivation hadn't increased, but when I casually swung my knife, two black and white figures of ghosts and gods condensed in the knife energy. At first glance, it looked like I was holding two hideous, roaring ghosts in my hand.

I understood. Bai Zhou (White Day) and Zi Ye (Midnight) were originally evil weapons made from the bones of ghosts and gods.

The reason why I couldn't exert the characteristics of the two knives before was because I could only maintain one form between human and ghost. Now that my true energy hadn't increased, it had been mixed with the meaning of life and death, and the black and white blades had become true evil weapons.

The gift Ye Yang gave me was perfect for me, and it almost cost him half his life.

However, Ye Yang said not to thank him too much, he couldn't stand it, and that carrying the coffin home was the right thing to do. I could only obediently carry the drought demon coffin back to the Two Realms Hall.

The Ancestral Master came that night and scolded me bloody when he saw the coffin, "I wanted the Earth Soul, what are you doing bringing back a drought demon? I can't take this thing back to the underworld, keep it for yourself!"

The Ancestral Master left, but I was dumbfounded!

Keep it for myself?

Play with a drought demon?

There was another dusty thing in the warehouse.

I was feeling depressed when Jiang Junci came to bother me, sending a formal greeting card.

Since he paid a formal visit, I could only reciprocate.

Although I had seen Jiang Junci twice before, they were too far away. His appearance seemed a bit blurry. This time, I finally saw the true face of the eldest disciple of the Coffin Gate.

Jiang Junci cupped his fist and smiled as he met my eyes, "Hall Master Li, we finally meet formally. I must say, Hall Master Li is not quite what I imagined."

I laughed, "What did you think I would be like?"

Jiang Junci gave me eight words, "Fierce as a bandit, with the gaze of an eagle and the posture of a wolf."

"When we become opponents, that's what I'll be like!" I also said, "You're not quite what I thought either. I thought the eldest disciple of the Coffin Gate should be a refined scholar. I didn't expect you to be more like someone from the military."

That was indeed the feeling Jiang Junci gave me. Regardless of his appearance, his fortitude, calmness, uprightness, and straightforwardness were fully displayed on him.

This was also why I had some goodwill towards him.

The attitude and even the appearance of people in the martial world can change in countless ways, but the innate temperament cannot be changed. At least, Jiang Junci didn't seem like a treacherous person.

Jiang Junci smiled, "Thank you for the compliment, Hall Master Li. Let's get down to business! I am here on behalf of the Coffin Gate to visit the Two Realms Hall, firstly to clarify the misunderstanding between us, secondly to complete the bet between us, and thirdly, I personally have some matters to discuss."

I said lightly, "I'm all ears."

Jiang Junci said, "According to our sect's investigation, Jiang Wuyou is very closely related to the Wenchen faction. As for whether he is a hidden pawn of the Wenchen faction, we only have suspicions at present and no concrete evidence."

"However, Tian Dan was indeed misled by Jiang Wuyou and made one mistake after another."

"Jiang Wuyou is dead, and Tian Dan has been dealt with by our sect's family law. The body is outside the door. This is our sect's explanation. I hope Hall Master Li will grant Tian Dan a complete corpse for the sake of the friendship between our sect and the two Divine Lords."

I gave Old Liu a look, and the latter quickly went out and came back after a while, "Tian Dan is dead, she should have hanged herself."

I nodded and said, "Return Tian Dan's hand to her."

"Thank you!" Jiang Junci cupped his fist and said again, "Tian Dan is dead, but the Coffin Gate's bet cannot be voided. Hall Master Li, please feel free to make any requests. The Coffin Gate will not refuse."

I looked at Jiang Junci, and he looked back at me, his eyes calm and unwavering.

He was waiting for my conditions.