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The accusation made by Chen Anlin left everyone present in shock.
Immediately, a group of people turned their gazes toward Tang Huohuo with expressions akin to seeing a ghost.
Tang Huohuo was furious. "Chen Anlin, you’re talking nonsense!"
At that moment, within the pendant, Old Master Fu was equally startled. In this realm, his existence could indeed be considered demonic. Typically, when Tang Huohuo encountered danger, he would enter Tang Huohuo's body to lend a helping hand. However, at this moment, he had effectively taken control of Tang Huohuo. The problem was that his presence remained unknown to anyone! How could Chen Anlin possibly discover this?
Tang Zhan looked at his son and said firmly, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! My son has always been well; how could he be possessed by a demon? Chen Anlin, you are deliberately slandering him!"
Chen Anlin sneered, "Master Tang, think carefully. Has your son exhibited any habits recently that are different from before?"
Chen Anlin believed that after Tang Huohuo suddenly became stronger, many of his habits must have changed. Without his reminder, these people might not have noticed anything amiss. But with his hint, it was like planting a seed in many minds that began to sprout.
Indeed, Tang Zhan paused for a moment as memories flooded back to him—his wife had once whispered in his ear about Tang Huohuo's behavior. At that time, Tang Huohuo had suddenly begun to recover his cultivation bit by bit. His wife had mentioned that Tang Huohuo was always sneaking around gathering certain materials.
Those materials were for talisman crafting. It was well known that talisman techniques were highly valued in this realm; not even the court or major powers possessed them easily.
When he learned about this situation back then, he hadn’t thought much of it. But now, as he reflected on it, a strange thought crept into Tang Zhan's mind: Could it be that his son was truly possessed? Otherwise, why would his cultivation have suddenly recovered? Why would he suddenly be able to craft talismans? It didn’t add up.
However, after all, Tang Huohuo was still his son. He glanced at him again.
Tang Huohuo's eyes were resolute—yes, still resolute!
"Father, Chen Anlin is framing me! Chen Anlin, how ruthless you are! To harm me, you would even accuse me of being possessed!" Tang Huohuo exclaimed angrily.
"Young Master Chen," one elder spoke up, "since you claim our young master has been possessed, please provide evidence."
"That's right! My Tang family is not easily bullied; how can you make such claims without evidence?" another elder added.
"If there is evidence, we can personally deal with this matter," some elders considered the possibility that if Tang Huohuo were indeed possessed, it might be true since Chen Anlin was no ordinary person and must have seen something.
On the other hand, some elders simply wished to harm Tang Huohuo; if he died, the position of the young master of the Tang family might fall to their own offspring.
Chen Anlin remained calm and said, "Rest assured everyone; since I have made such a statement, I definitely have evidence."
With that, he struck like lightning, reaching for the pendant on Tang Huohuo's chest.
"Bold demon, reveal yourself at once!"
Tang Zhan had intended to act, but suddenly, a wisp of black mist appeared from Tang Huohuo's chest.
Old Fu had made his move.
He couldn't fathom how Chen Anlin had discovered him, but he knew he had to resist; otherwise, if he were caught, the consequences would be dire. As for Tang Huohuo, he certainly wouldn't let Chen Anlin succeed easily.
Old Fu was his lifeline; even if it meant death, he would never hand over Old Fu. He had already considered it—at most, he would have Old Fu take him away. Leaving the family with Old Fu's help, he could still carve out a place for himself. In the years to come, he might even cultivate immortality.
"Ah, you’ve forced my hand!" Tang Huohuo roared, vowing to kill Chen Anlin without fail.
"Look at him; he definitely carries the aura of evil! This dark energy is so powerful that this brat must have already been controlled," Chen Anlin remarked.
The members of the Tang family all turned solemn; none of them had anticipated that a demon had infiltrated their ranks. Such demons were often powerful and reluctant to perish, thus attempting to seize control of others.
Old Fu snorted coldly. "Kid, you speak arrogantly."
He manipulated Tang Huohuo's body to speak.
This scene darkened Tang Zhan's expression. He had hoped his son was unharmed, but seeing the current situation, even if his son was alive, he might have become someone else's puppet.
In the next moment, Old Fu raised his aura; by utilizing Tang Huohuo’s body, they merged into one, allowing Tang Huohuo's cultivation level to suddenly reach the third tier.
Tang Huohuo glared coldly at everyone around him.
Seeing this unfold, Tang Zhan anxiously asked, "What’s wrong with my son?"
At this point, not only Chen Anlin and the people from Wan Jian Mountain Villa but even a group of Tang family members surrounded Tang Huohuo.
Tang Huohuo hurriedly exclaimed, "I’m fine! I’ve just improved my cultivation level! Father, esteemed elders, I’m still Tang Huohuo!"
Watching his kin turn their weapons against him left Tang Huohuo in a panic. Unfortunately, with such a sudden spike in his cultivation level, it was unlikely anyone would believe him if they were even slightly rational. Especially Tang Zhan, who reddened with anger and said, "You evil demon! You dare impersonate my son? Do you think we’re fools in the Tang family?"
"Father!" Tang Huohuo grew even more anxious.
At that moment, Old Fu spoke through Tang Huohuo's mouth: "I am a person from the cultivation world; people call me Old Fu. I am a talisman master who has found myself in this place due to unforeseen circumstances! Rest assured, I harbor no ill intentions toward young friend Tang Huohuo; on the contrary, I have been teaching him talisman crafting."
As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward Chen Anlin: "Young Master Chen, I truly mean no harm. How about we turn our swords into plowshares? I can promise you that I will pass down the art of talisman crafting to you in the future."
Old Fu found himself in a difficult position; once a formidable figure in the cultivation world, he now had to speak so humbly to a younger generation member. There was no other choice—he needed to stabilize this group first and plan for later.
"Later???" Chen Anlin scoffed. "Sure! You give me your soul imprint and then I’ll believe you."
Once the Soul Mark was given to Chen Anlin, he would possess the means to control others. Old Fu understood this well, which is why he would never agree to it.
"Young friend Chen, with my status, I have already lowered myself to this extent. I advise you to think carefully," Old Fu said with a stern expression.
"Attack him!" Chen Anlin commanded decisively with a wave of his hand.
Li Xizhi and the others had long been prepared and sprang into action without hesitation.
Old Fu snorted coldly and reached out toward Chen Anlin. In his view, as long as he could capture Chen Anlin, the others would hesitate to act.
However, Chen Anlin remained calm and responded decisively, unleashing seven sword intents that shot forward.
"How is this possible?" Old Fu's expression changed slightly.
Although he controlled Tang Huohuo's body and had reached the third rank, he was merely an ordinary third-rank practitioner. In contrast, Chen Anlin's true combat strength was not inferior even when facing a second-rank opponent.
In an instant, a flash of cold light pierced through Tang Huohuo's chest, leaving several deep gashes. Each wound bled profusely, exposing bone beneath. If they had been any deeper, it might have truly been fatal.
"Old Fu, how is it that you can't handle this? You're at the fourth rank!" Tang Huohuo exclaimed in disbelief. Despite being controlled, he still felt the pain from his injuries.
He never expected that Old Fu could be so powerful yet still suffer such a significant loss. This was merely against Chen Anlin; the others hadn't even joined in yet. If they did, wouldn't Old Fu be even more overwhelmed?
In that moment, Tang Huohuo panicked. Had he known Old Fu would struggle so much, he would have surrendered instead. It would have been better to just hand over Old Fu!
Old Fu's face darkened; this Chen Anlin was indeed no ordinary person. Looking around at the group of experts who had surrounded him, he realized that if this continued, he might very well be worn down here.
He needed to escape. Fortunately, during this time, he had crafted quite a few escape talismans. Although he had used some during his ambush on Chen Anlin earlier, he still had small and large escape talismans left.
For long-distance escape, he only had one large escape talisman remaining.
Old Fu silently cursed in his heart. "Chen Anlin, for the humiliation today, I will make you pay dearly in the future." He thought about how Tang Huohuo had wanted to say something fierce earlier but before he could finish his threat, Chen Anlin interrupted him with a shout.
"Monsters, do not be arrogant! Witness the return of my myriad swords!"
Li Xizhi shouted, and swords emerged from behind him, filling the sky as they surged towards Tang Huohuo. The others also displayed their powers, surrounding Tang Huohuo from all directions.
Old Fu was desperately trying to fend off the attacks, his face filled with anxiety. Although he possessed a Great Escape Talisman, being besieged by such overwhelming force would likely affect its effectiveness. There was even a chance it could be forcibly interrupted, and if that happened, it would truly be troublesome.
Chen Anlin seized the opportunity, channeling the spiritual energy within his air pouch and launching it towards Old Fu.
"How is this possible? You possess spiritual energy!" Old Fu screamed in shock.
If he had any hope of countering these individuals before, seeing Chen Anlin's spiritual power left him utterly panicked. The Great Escape Talisman was particularly vulnerable to disruptions from spiritual energy during its casting process.
In that moment of fear, he exclaimed, "Chen Anlin, the terms I mentioned earlier are still valid! Let us turn our weapons into peace!"
"Hmph, what a beautiful thought," Chen Anlin scoffed.
These children of fate were all extremely patient; now that they were backing down, it was as if they were trying to stab him in the back. He had no intention of entertaining their pleas—he had to eliminate them directly.
He drew upon the spiritual energy from his air pouch and aimed it at Tang Huohuo.
"Old Fu, hurry and save me!"
To everyone's surprise, Old Fu abandoned Tang Huohuo at that moment. He transformed into a cloud of black mist and fled into the distance.
"Ah! Old Fu! Old Fu!"
Only Tang Huohuo's anguished screams remained at the scene.
【Ding! Tang Huohuo has died; you have plundered 10,000 fortune points.】
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