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Yin Yang Demon Suppression
Ye Mingshang understood the old man's excitement. After all, very few people dedicate their entire lives to pursuing a single thing, and the agony of unfulfilled desires is profound. Having worked hard for most of his life, seeing the end approaching, suddenly having someone bring him hope was enough to stir anyone's emotions, much like a person who has bought lottery tickets all their life suddenly winning the jackpot.
"I do have a way to let you see ghosts, and not just one kind. However, I won't do it so easily."
"Why?!" Hearing Ye Mingshang confirm this made him initially excited, but the latter part of the statement doused his fervor with cold water.
"You have never encountered any spirits; this can be both your fortune and misfortune. I know you have pursued this for most of your life, and I can fulfill your wish, but I cannot do it like this. Once you open the Yin Eye, your life will no longer be ordinary. Can you imagine having one or several pale-faced or dismembered ghosts watching you while you eat, drink, relieve yourself, and sleep? Although here, with the support of the feng shui arrangement, ordinary Wandering Souls wouldn't dare enter, will you just stay here forever? Once the Yin Eye is opened, it cannot be closed again. At that point, while you may see those spirits, they will also know that you can see them. They might play tricks on you or ask for your help. You won't be able to escape because your fate will be intertwined with theirs for the rest of your life."
Ye Mingshang looked seriously at the old man. He had said all this to remind him that ghosts are not so easy to encounter. The saying "inviting a deity is easy, sending them away is difficult" applies here as well. Wanting to see ghosts is easy, but can you really see them when you want? What if they cling to you afterward? Being tormented by spirits day and night would wear you down; would you still maintain that initial desire?
"Anyone who opens their Yin Eye is destined to be part of the Yin Yang Circle. If not, they are doomed to a short life. Sir, at your age, how many more years do you realistically have left? Are you sure you want to risk living out your remaining days being disturbed by spirits just to catch a glimpse of these so-called ghosts?"
To be honest, if it weren't for his own Yin-Yang Eye, Ye Mingshang would not want to enter this line of work at all. Dealing with spirits may seem cool for an Exorcist, but would one still think so once deeply involved? Unless one has a heart of stone, could they really ignore someone being tormented or harmed by spirits? Getting involved brings trouble; taking action breeds resentment. Spirits are not simply killed; they are not singular entities. If you kill one, another will come seeking revenge—this cycle continues endlessly. Hatred breeds hatred; violence breeds more violence.
It is exhausting. Did Ye Mingshang acquire his skills in Dao Fa so easily? While he is indeed talented, talent does not come overnight. Since he could remember, his life has been filled with strange spirits; everything changed when he killed his first ghost—peace was lost forever. He possesses a unique Saiyan-like trait: every time he nears death, his power increases significantly. Countless encounters at death's door have forged his skills in Dao Fa. Otherwise, how could he be so powerful at such a young age while others like Dunkong, who are much older than him, only possess comparable strength?
In summary, the Yin Yang Circle is not easy to navigate; once you're in it, there's no way out—this lifetime will never know peace.
The old man gritted his teeth, his fists clenched tightly. Did he not understand Ye Mingshang's concerns? Yet could he truly give up on a lifelong pursuit so easily? He could empathize with the hardships of entering the Yin Yang Circle. The author of "Supernatural Discussions" had to enter this circle because of their own Yin-Yang Eye. The strange experiences and thrilling stories contained within are something outsiders cannot fully grasp; however, the bitterness and exhaustion embedded in those words cannot be hidden.
"I still want to see a ghost!" Even knowing there was no turning back, the old man still wished to fulfill his lifelong pursuit; despite its difficulty, he voiced it resolutely.
"Are you sure?" Ye Mingshang frowned slightly; he clearly did not want the old man's last few years to be spent in suffering and torment.
"I am sure! This is my lifelong pursuit; as long as I can achieve it, I would even be willing to die immediately!" The old man's expression was firm and resolute.
With a helpless shake of his head, Ye Mingshang conceded. Since the old man felt this strongly about it, what else could he do? He had brought hope to this old man; if he were to forcibly destroy that hope now, wouldn't it cause even greater pain? After all, unfulfilled desires are one of life's greatest sorrows!
"Alright then, since that's the case, I'll take you to see them tonight." Reluctantly, Ye Mingshang agreed.
"Really? That's great!" Hearing Ye Mingshang personally agree, the old man was extremely excited, his decades-long wish about to come true, feeling as giddy as a child.
"Yes, but I won't open the Yin Eye for you. It can't be closed once opened, and if it's just to see ghosts, I have other methods that can be used once." Opening the Yin Eye would yield better results, comparable to the regular Yin-Yang Eye. It's also more convenient, but that's only for those who consume Yin-Yang rice. If the old man just wants to see ghosts, using Cow's Tear would suffice. The reason this method wasn't mentioned before was mainly because it's best to avoid the Yin Yang Circle, after all, it's not a good thing.
Although it was only a one-time use, the old man was already very happy. He nodded eagerly in agreement. After chatting for a while, Lin Qianqian came over to ask about the situation. When she learned that her wish could also be fulfilled, she was delighted, knowing how obsessed and passionate her grandfather was about this.
The group enjoyed tea in the living room for a while and discussed matters related to ghosts. It was mainly the old man who kept asking Ye Mingshang about Exorcism. There was nothing much to hide from him; aside from some important details, sharing experiences from regular missions fascinated both Grandfather and Granddaughter.
"I remember that year when I was twelve. I was traveling in Sichuan and discovered an organization in the mountains using Evil Arts to harm people. It seemed like they were involved in human trafficking, and no one in the village intervened; many even collaborated with them. At that time, our vehicle happened to pass by there when a girl around seventeen or eighteen came to us for help. She looked beautiful but had clearly suffered a lot; her body bore many scars, and her clothes were stained with blood from whip marks. Originally, there were two men besides the driver in our vehicle who intended to help upon seeing her plea for assistance. However, shortly after we drove away, we were stopped by villagers, and of course, the girl was found as well."
Ye Mingshang was recounting an encounter from when he was one year old when the butler Henry brought over a fragrant dish.
"Come on, try Henry's cooking. Let's eat while we chat," the old man invited.
The serving plate was covered with a large stainless steel lid like those used abroad. As soon as the lid was lifted, wisps of steam from White Mist wafted out, revealing beautifully presented dishes inside. He had never seen this dish before; it featured a piece of steak about six inches long along with some noodles that looked like spaghetti.
"This is Henry's signature Italian steak pasta; he created it himself and it's incredibly delicious. You'll definitely love it," the old man said with a smile while adjusting his napkin.
Ye Mingshang didn't have the habit of using a napkin and directly took some spaghetti.
Hmm, it tastes good. However, Chongqing noodles are still better, Ye Mingshang thought.
"Brother Ye, what happened next?" Compared to eating, Lin Qianqian clearly cared more about Ye Mingshang's interesting story.
"Well~ later those guys gave in and handed over the girl." With a mouthful of steak, Ye Mingshang spoke somewhat unclearly.
"Ah? Why did they do that? That's so unmanly," Lin Qianqian complained.
"Actually, you can't blame them; after all, there were only three of them against dozens on the other side who even had Fellow with them. Anyone would feel intimidated in that situation." Given their disadvantage in numbers, even if those young men had intentions to help, they were powerless; hoping not to attract trouble from the other side would be enough; they could always call the police afterward.
"What happened next? Did Brother Ye take action?" Compared to others, Lin Qianqian was clearly more concerned about what the young Ye Mingshang did at that time.
"Well, I wasn't planning to get involved, after all, there were too many similar situations, and it wasn't easy to deal with so many people at once. However, that girl kept pleading for help from me. It's strange, right? There were three adults, yet she was begging for help like a one-year-old child." After taking a sip of tea, Ye Mingshang shook his head and smiled.
"Maybe she sensed Brother Ye's extraordinary nature?" Lin Qianqian said with a smile.
"Perhaps. But it was precisely because of that that I saved her life. I didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but since she came to me for help. Besides, I was young and impulsive back then, so I took action." Ye Mingshang shrugged.
"So how did Brother Ye handle it?"
"In a fight, I definitely wouldn't be able to take on that many people. Fortunately, I'm not an inflexible person; besides the righteous Daoist Arts and Buddhist teachings, I also know some Evil Arts. So I used the Evil Arts to deal with them."
"What?!" Both Lin Qianqian and her grandfather were shocked. He killed them all? Although they were bad people, that was still dozens of lives! He just killed them? And Ye Mingshang was only one year old back then—was he really that strong?
"Actually, I just captured their souls. I tortured them half to death before letting them go. While they weren't in any life-threatening danger, they definitely got very sick. After all, damage to the soul directly affects the body," Ye Mingshang explained upon realizing the misunderstanding.
"Ahh~" The two sighed in relief. Although Ye Mingshang had a peculiar personality, they really couldn't accept the idea of him being a cold-blooded killer.
"Those people must have been stunned at that time," Lin Qianqian laughed, eagerly anticipating how panicked those individuals must have been.
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