Above the Great Dao
Chapter 193 - 107: The Bronze Sword Slaying the Demon Dragon

Chapter 193: Chapter 107: The Bronze Sword Slaying the Demon Dragon

The bearded hulk scratched his head and said, "I feel like it’s Chen Shi who’s defiled the Evil Spirit. This kid doesn’t sleep at night and just keeps causing trouble. He hasn’t fallen ill these days, so I reckon old man Chen is doing well in the underworld. I’m going to bed."

"Little Liang, don’t sleep, something big might happen."

Green Sheep stared at Chen Shi nervously and said, "I always have this feeling that this kid is going to cause some serious trouble!"

"You say every day that something big is going to happen; you’re always so nervous. Since coming back from the underworld, I’ve lost sleep on many nights."

The bearded hulk said impatiently, "I’m not like you, all alone. I have so many beautiful concubines to look after. If I don’t go back now, there’ll be chaos at home!"

Granny Sha was also tired; these days, she had been running around scared, constantly on guard against Chen Shi causing trouble, and also working on building a temple for the Mountain Lord. First, her savings had been emptied, and second, she had no time to rest.

After all, she was an elderly woman with not nearly as much energy as before, and she laughed, "Though Chen Shi has been up to no good these days, he’s mostly kept out of serious trouble. Now that the Mountain Lord’s divine likeness is not in his small temple, things have quieted down. With old man Chen guarding the gateway to the underworld, there’s nothing to worry about. Everyone is tired, so I will leave a Ghost King to watch over Chen Shi, and everyone else can go home. If something happens, my Ghost King will come to report it."

She left a Ghost King behind, instructing, "If Chen Shi causes trouble, or if there is a problem, report back to me immediately."

That Ghost King was the third of the Five Ghost Kings, who pledged with crossed arms, "Understood!"

With that, he stood in the shadows, keeping a distant eye on Chen Shi.

The three individuals each went their separate ways.

That night, the ghost bride was tormented badly, and those ghost foxes were utterly unaware that the person inside the big red palanquin was no longer the ghost bride but Chen Shi, who they still took around on a wild spree of music and merrymaking.

On the same night, many people saw Chen Shi, the Talisman Master of Huangpo Village, sitting in the palanquin wearing groom’s attire, scaring people everywhere with a happy disposition.

The news spread, and people claimed the Talisman Master married a ghost bride and would soon drop dead.

However, for a long time afterward, Chen Shi was just fine and even appeared in good spirits.

But the ghost bride was no longer seen by people.

"The Talisman Master absorbed the ghost bride!"

During the market day, Wu Zhu, an elderly lady, spoke to Wang, an old lady from the neighboring village, as if it was a grave matter. "In the palanquin, they overturned heaven and earth. The ghost bride cried out for mercy but was sucked dry!"

"Is the Talisman Master that powerful?"

"Of course! He is a Scholar, the Incarnation of the Literature God!"

Wu Zhu declared solemnly, "He and the ghost bride were entwined by a five-lifetime curse, and his descent this time was solely to subdue the ghost bride. The Talisman Master will ascend to heaven soon!"

For a time, the villages were abuzz with gossip about Chen Shi and the ghost bride.

Chen Shi had let the ghost bride go, and for many days, the ghost bride did not appear to seek food.

Later, other Evil Spirits said that the ghost bride had encountered an Evil Spirit at midnight, was tormented terribly, and thus moved far away. She found a dilapidated temple and reformed to become a godmother.

Chen Shi had taken quite a liking to the ghost bride, feeling that using her as a Divine Embryo would allow for faster cultivation than with other Evil Spirits. But the ghost bride left without so much as a note, which felt like a heartless move; there was nothing he could do.

In the following period, the area around Qianyang Mountain was gripped by a fearful atmosphere, as the Evil Spirits heard of a newly arrived Evil Spirit that specialized in capturing other Evil Spirits, confining them to a strange house from which they could never leave. Then they would be bound by invisible ropes, placed in small open caskets.

Even though the door was open, they could not move an inch.

Then, they’d feel peculiar heat moving around inside their bodies, and they’d be compelled to take strange postures to attack other Evil Spirits.

The number of Evil Spirits near Qianyang Mountain had greatly decreased. Some moved away overnight, some went into hiding, and others attached themselves to rocks and trees to avoid the new Evil Spirit. After all, humans could always be eaten another time, but being captured by that Evil Spirit meant suffering unspeakable indignities.

Some, disbelieving in curses, insisted on going out at night to bask in the moonlight, only to disappear.

When seen again a few days later, they became quiet and reserved, as though they had been mistreated.

What was even stranger was that any Evil Spirit captured by Chen Shi and offered incense in his small temple lost much of their interest in eating humans. Instead, their interest in the fragrance of incense grew.

Some Evil Spirits burrowed into ancient trees or rugged rocks, or took up residence in some broken ancient statue, manifesting spirits, protecting passersby in exchange for incense offers.

In less than half a month, the Evil Spirits around Qianyang Mountain had mostly disappeared, and instead, more and more safe havens blessed with spirits appeared.

Refugees from other places came to Qianyang Mountain and discovered many unclaimed spirits. They offered incense, worshiped them as godmothers, and began building houses nearby, forming the beginnings of new villages.

"It seems like Chen Shi has done a great thing."

Seeing more and more villages around Qianyang Mountain, Granny Sha was amazed.

"His little temple is something indeed. This small temple can make Evil Spirits accept incense, turn from harming people to protecting them as godmothers. I’ve lived so long and have never heard of such a thing. What’s the origin of Little Ten’s godmother? What sort of being can bestow such a temple with this power on Little Ten?"

She was puzzled by this.

"I’m afraid only the Qianyang Mountain Lord knows the origin of the Stele’s godmother, but the Mountain Lord has been petrified these days and does not respond to my incense."

She became even more curious about Chen Shi’s godmother.

"It’s strange; the third hasn’t reported back on Little Ten’s whereabouts for some time."

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