Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1320 - 240_6

She quite liked staying with Tan Wenbin, mainly because the dense ghost energy on him also belonged to the Yin and evil side, which made her feel very comfortable.

Because she still had to go down and tidy up the paper crafts, Xiao Yingying placed Beng Beng's crib in front of Tan Wenbin and went down first.

Beng Beng, having eaten and drunk enough, was supposed to sleep, but probably fearing that the one sitting outside would be bored, he proactively crawled out, grabbing the crib's rails with both hands to stand up.

He couldn't speak yet, only babbling "aba aba."

Unlike Brother Xiao Yuan, Tan Wenbin didn't dislike children; he was quite patient and played along with Beng Beng for a while.

After the fun ended, Tan Wenbin planned to take a nap, so he signaled his two godsons to float out so the kids could play together.

Thus, Beng Beng, holding onto the rail, looked left and right, babbling continuously, chatting enthusiastically with the resentful babies invisible to normal people, as if they were having a meeting.

But this lively yet silent atmosphere didn't last long, because the two resentful babies suddenly changed their expressions, and Tan Wenbin, who had just fallen asleep with difficulty, opened his eyes wide.

He sensed it:

Someone was trying to break his spell!

...

"Brother Binbin, can you hold up?"

"Don't worry, Brother Xiao Yuan, three people have tried already, and none of them were good enough to break it."

Everyone stood in the room, surrounding Tan Wenbin.

Earlier, three people attempted to break the spell, but none succeeded.

The spell was purposely cast by Tan Wenbin through the two children, deeply intertwined with them, and breaking it would require a remote magical confrontation with Tan Wenbin.

Li Zhiyuan: "The speed is quite quick; they should have returned by now."

Only the Taoist temple where the Taoist resided could immediately summon three genuinely skilled individuals to perform the spell-breaking act.

Tan Wenbin: "They've switched people again; this one's got some skill!"

Li Zhiyuan: "Need any help?"

Tan Wenbin: "I think I can continue to grapple with him."

Li Zhiyuan: "Don't force yourself."

Tan Wenbin flashed a gleam in his eyes and smiled, "Understood, Brother Xiao Yuan."

Immediately, Tan Wenbin's expression twisted in pain, and his energy waned.

The two children were in the thick of the battle, yet their godfather weakened first. Though they didn't understand, they instinctively also became feeble.

A scene portraying the other side's formidable power, while their side was insufficiently competent.

Li Zhiyuan: "All of you go out first."

Run Sheng, Lin Shuyou, and Yin Meng left the room, and Li Zhiyuan picked up the copper mirror on the table, pressed his finger onto the red clay and rubbed it on the mirror's surface a few times before setting it upright.

In an instant, the array was activated. This array had no offensive power; its sole purpose was to make the room's situation appear dim, as if shrouded in a layer of gray, making the people inside seem pitiful.

After doing this, Li Zhiyuan activated Walking Yin.

Tan Wenbin raised a finger, and Li Zhiyuan's right-hand red line flew out, wrapping around the finger.

Vaguely, it seemed as if a wailing was heard:

"Ah... ah... pain... it's killing me... so uncomfortable..."

Tan Wenbin cast a slow-acting spell. Although symptoms would appear in the early stages, they wouldn't be too severe. The Taoist now appeared so miserable, partly because he truly was ineffective and pathetic, and partly because he was dramatically feigning pity at the Taoist temple.

In Walking Yin state, one could see the two resentful babies holding hands, a black mist spiraling out from the children, mingled with traces of purple mist. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The opponent wanted to trace back through the spell's connection for investigation.

Seeing the opponent struggling somewhat, Li Zhiyuan couldn't resist lending a helping hand to assist in the construction.

Soon, a blurry mirror emerged in the mist, and on the other side of the mirror stood a middle-aged man in a yellow Daoist robe. His specific features were unclear, but his face seemed resolute and chiseled.

Similarly, the other side viewed their side through the mirror as equally blurry, but because they arranged the atmosphere in advance, they should appear pale and exhausted in the other party's eyes, biting their teeth in a last struggle.

To catch good fish, you must prepare good bait.

Tan Wenbin had laid the initial groundwork, now it was Li Zhiyuan's turn to continue the act.

The young man didn't want to reveal their identity directly to the opponent and then have them immediately submit with a dramatic kneel.

The voice from that side came, bearing the authority of someone long in a position of power:

"The act of casting spells is unforgivable by the Righteous Path!"

Li Zhiyuan appeared pale but his eyes shone with determination:

"Why don't you ask what he did?"

"Those who practice Ghost-controlling Skill are despised by the Righteous Path!"

Li Zhiyuan retorted angrily, "Does the Righteous Path condone child abduction?"

"It is destiny, Wen Chenzi merely guides his own fate, complying with causality as ordained by the heavens."

"All I know is, taking without asking is theft!"

"How dare you!"

A furious shout rang out, and the force attempting to break the spell from the other side increased suddenly.

Tan Wenbin's throat trembled; he didn't have much blood left to vomit, so he forced up the tonic he drank that evening to fit the scene.

Anyway, the mirror was blurry, and coupled with Brother Xiao Yuan's arrangements, it looked like he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Why is it that what you call destiny is destiny, and our stopping you from stealing children is unforgivable by the Righteous Path?"

"Why do you feel you're qualified to discuss this with me?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Are you saying that in your view, might makes right?"

"What else? You're so naive."

"Alright, I understand now."

"Quickly and willingly break the spell, then bring those two children to my Qingcheng Mountain. Considering your age and having strayed off the path, there's still a chance for redemption. Serve as servants in my temple for sixty years, and your sins shall be wiped clean!

This is an opportunity I grant you. Ordinary Evil Cultivators have no right to enter my temple's gates, so after entering, you must sincerely repent, change your ways, resolve grievances, and be grateful for your life!

Otherwise…"

Li Zhiyuan asked, "What if otherwise?"

"If you do not cherish it, nor repent, I will come personally to Nantong, wield the Righteous Path's sword, purge evil from your family of Evil Cultivators from top to bottom!"

Tan Wenbin appeared terrified and shouted, "No, please don't, this was all my doing alone..."

Li Zhiyuan glared at the opponent with resentment and said in a deep voice, "I dare you!"

"I, Ling Fengzi, have never lied in my life; what I say shall be done!"

Hearing this, Li Zhiyuan stood up straight, flicked his fingertip, and the copper mirror fell.

In an instant, the Daoist Ling Fengzi on the other side felt the mirror become incredibly clear, and the youth where once had expressions of panic and resentment now displayed a calm demeanor, with eyes cold and indifferent:

"Good, it's a deal."