Although I am currently in a state of being detained, I know that what I saw was real. In some corner of this world, there really is such a place. It's just that I don't know where it is.

This place shocked me too much. Such majestic mountains and rivers, such grand palaces and pavilions, such a place that occupies the best feng shui in the world, how could there be such a messy and desolate graveyard?

The palaces were not empty, and there was still faint music. People who can live in such palaces, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are the masters of the world. But how could the tombs of others be in front of the masters of the world? Even if they buried their own ancestors, they would never arrange it like this.

Taking a step back, even if it really was due to some reason that the palace had to be next to the ancestral graves, they should at least tidy it up a bit, right? How could the coffins be scattered and the ghost children running around? Wouldn't this make both the dead and the living uneasy?

"Wan Qian, Wan Qian, Wan Qian..." Ding Kan began to chant my name non-stop.

As the celestial music in the palace gradually became clearer, the city gate slowly opened, and the outgoing team was about to reach the gate. I would soon be able to see the face of this master of the world.

However, Ding Kan had also bet all his cultivation and was desperately summoning my soul. If I didn't follow the sound and return my soul quickly, I was afraid that my soul would be left here forever, and Ding Kan would suffer serious damage due to the powerful backlash. Losing his cultivation would be a minor matter; he could even vomit blood and die.

I was indeed curious about who was in this palace, and I could already see the corner of the banners. With one more step, I would be able to see the words on them. But in the end, I didn't dare to gamble with two people's lives. I closed my eyes and let Ding Kan pull me back.

Then, there was a long period of darkness.

I am someone who has had the experience of walking in the underworld and know that even when returning from the netherworld, the darkness is only a passage.

This place is actually more mysterious and distant than the netherworld.

What could this place be?

Guided by Ding Kan's voice, I retreated in the darkness, and the desolate graves and palaces receded far away. In the long darkness, I suddenly felt a dazzling precious light. The light was so strong that I could feel the stinging pain even with my eyes closed.

God, what kind of treasure land is this, to have such intense light? Could it be that what Rakshasi (female demon) said was true, that there really is a huge treasure, with all the treasures you can imagine?

Before I could think too much, the precious light had already receded. Next was a long period of darkness, and then, in a daze, I felt my body.

I quickly opened my eyes and finally saw my familiar shop. The candlelight flickered in front of the incense table, and Ding Kan, supported by Rakshasi, sat down on the sofa.

Looking at the sweat on his forehead, summoning my soul back from that kind of place must have taken a lot of effort.

He was already in a state of new and old injuries, and now he had expended so much energy and internal strength. I was a little embarrassed. I patted Ding Kan and said, "Thanks."

Ding Kan smiled with ill intent, "Shopkeeper Wan, I saved your life, ah. Just a thank you is a little too little, right?"

Ding Kan was right. This kind of life-saving grace was indeed not something that could be repaid with just a thank you. My soul could not borrow any strength in that kind of place. It would have been almost impossible to get out on my own. If Ding Kan hadn't pulled me, I probably would have been dead by tomorrow.

"Alright, how do you want me to thank you? Just say it directly." I got up from the ground and stretched my body slightly.

Ding Kan smiled, "Well, I haven't thought about it yet. Let's just remember it for now. You owe me a favor, a big favor. Whenever I need it, just remember to be there when I call."

"No problem," I immediately agreed.

Returning kindness is a basic quality of a Jianghu (martial world) person. If you can't even do this, then you don't need to try and survive in this world.

No matter how great a person's ability is, they can't guarantee that they will never have an accident. If you can't even return kindness, then you can't expect anyone to save you when you encounter an accident.

I asked Ding Kan how he knew my soul had been detained.

Ding Kan asked me in return, "Shouldn't you first think about how your soul was detained by someone else in your own territory?"

I smiled bitterly, "Of course, I have to think about it. I was sitting in my own home, and my soul could be taken away. How can I dare to sleep in the future? I must figure this out today."

Ding Kan pointed to the paper figures I was making. "No need to think about it. Your Eighth Miss has already helped you figure it out."

I immediately picked up the paper figures and checked them. I didn't find anything unusual. Then, I went to check the piece of paper I had just taken out, ready to use.

As soon as I looked at this paper, my eyes went straight. This paper had obviously been tampered with.

I put out all the other candles, leaving only one. I also took out a piece of ancient jade from the drawer. After putting the ancient jade on the candle, the light in the whole room changed color. All the evil spirits showed their true forms. My whole shop was like a den of demons. Even the beautiful Rakshasi turned into a hideous ghost.

At the same time, the paper in my hand also changed color and showed many dark patterns of varying shades.

"No need to look. That is the great spell of the Fox Clan. That bitch is back again." It was Eighth Miss's voice.

I put away the ancient jade, extinguished the candle, and turned on the light.

"Are you referring to the white fox who escaped last time?"

"Who else could it be? Unexpectedly, truly unexpectedly, this bitch was able to come back so quickly, and her demon magic is obviously more refined than before. Heaven is unfair, Heaven is unfair ah..."

Eighth Miss shouted to the sky. My whole shop was buzzing from her voice.

I quickly lit a stick of incense for her. "Eighth Miss, calm down, calm down. Didn't I come back alive? No matter what we encounter, let's study it together, and there will always be a solution. It's late at night, let's not wail, it's too disturbing."

Eighth Miss was silent for a long time before saying, "She has merged with the Nine-Generation Fox Ancestor and can hide anywhere. How easy is it to deal with her?"

Ding Kan curled his lips and said, "After all that fuss, it turns out she just upgraded her hiding ability. I thought she had practiced the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual and her combat power had increased a hundredfold. What's there to be afraid of about a fox who only knows how to hide?"

"Do you think she is hiding from you?" Eighth Miss said coldly.

"Then who is she hiding from? If she has many enemies, that's even better. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Let's go find her other enemies and unite. I don't believe we can't destroy her."

"Ignorance!" Eighth Miss slapped the incense I had lit for her and extinguished it. "What she is hiding from is not people at all, but the karma of heaven and earth. Now, even the heavenly thunder cannot find her location. Do you think you can deal with her?"