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Zhao Lanping felt a deep resentment, but there was nothing she could do; she could not afford to provoke Du Chufeng. Realizing that the path of unspoken rules was not viable, Zhao Lanping chose to pursue another route.
She had once heard in entertainment gossip that celebrities could cultivate a spirit to ensure a bright and smooth career. Thus, she traveled to Southeast Asia, found a master, and acquired a spirit.
Cultivating spirits was quite popular in Southeast Asia; it could attract wealth and fortune while also harming rivals, causing their fortunes to plummet. Given its popularity, it surely had some effect.
Zhao Lanping initially believed that nurturing a spirit would bring her good luck, but unexpectedly, within just a few months, misfortune began to plague her. Anyone who could read fortunes would see that her brow was darkening—a sign of great calamity. Moreover, the resentment of the spirit had already begun to erode her inner self. If this continued, she would grow weaker and weaker until eventually, her vitality would be completely drained, her soul would become unstable, and her body would be overtaken by the spirit.
Jiang Chen sat at the stone table outside, listening without any change in expression. He could only say that Zhao Lanping had brought this upon herself.
Inside the room, the Smart Monk let out a long Buddhist chant and instructed Zhao Lanping to bring forth the spirit so he could perform a rite to release it. After a while, the sound of chanting echoed from within. Jiang Chen could see faint golden Buddhist light flickering; this Smart Monk was indeed a High Monk with considerable spiritual prowess.
Under the pressure of the Buddhist power, the spirit's dark energy surged forth, emitting an eerie wail that left Zhao Lanping and her family pale with fear.
"Not good!" Suddenly, the Smart Monk exclaimed in alarm as a wisp of resentment from the spirit managed to escape under the power of his teachings and entered Zhao Lanping's body.
This spirit was nourished by Zhao Lanping's own blood; initially, a single drop could sustain it for a day, but over time it required more and more blood. If she failed to satisfy its appetite, she would suffer backlash. The spirit wouldn't have entered Zhao Lanping's body so soon if it hadn't been compelled by the Buddhist force today; it had no choice but to enter her body to use her strength against the old monk.
After all, the spirit was merely a remnant of resentment with no substantial offensive power; it could only torment one's will through illusions. However, it was clear that using illusions against a High Monk would not work—only by leveraging human strength could it fight back.
Once the spirit entered a human body, things became complicated. Zhao Lanping had long been using her Blood Qi to nourish the spirit; in a sense, they had established a connection. If the spirit had entered one of Zhao Lanping's parents instead, the Smart Monk's Buddhist power would have been sufficient to expel it and subdue it. But entering Zhao Lanping’s "body" made matters much more troublesome.
The fact that even a High Monk like Smart Master was caught off guard showed just how complex the situation was.
"Smart Master, please save my daughter!" Seeing their daughter in pain, Zhao Lanping's parents knelt down in desperation.
The Smart Master’s expression turned grave as he spoke heavily: "I was careless earlier; I didn't expect this little Evil Spirit to escape my Buddhist suppression. While it's troublesome now, it's not without solutions. Jie Kong, gather the Generation of Hui monks at Qiguang Hall. We will use our supreme chanting power to exorcise this evil from Benefactor Zhao."
After finishing his words, Jie Kong took his leave but suddenly froze at the door.
"Benefactor! What are you doing here?" Jie Kong recognized Jiang Chen as the monk who had brought him in earlier. Seeing Jiang Chen sitting calmly in the courtyard of Smart Master’s residence while reading Buddhist scriptures with an air of tranquility made him unable to help but ask.
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