The Sacred Leaves Family's Wishes for Peace-Chapter 45 Immortal Master Save Me

"Up ahead is Li Family Village," said Constable Ban as he trudged through the deep snow.

It was late at night, with snow falling heavily. A group of constables from the county office, led by Ban, made their way from Yunzhang County to a small village just beyond its borders.

Accompanying them were two young figures. One was a girl dressed in a plain long dress with a fox-fur cloak, a talisman coin tied to her waist, and a peachwood sword hanging by her side. She was none other than Yun Yan Shuang. Beside her was her elder brother, Yun Yan Tian, clad in a black robe. A short spear wrapped in black cloth was strapped to his back.

"Young masters of the immortal path, are you certain this... ghost fox is hiding in Li Family Village?" Ban asked, glancing at the siblings with a mix of respect and curiosity.

"Yes. The talisman coin my master gave me can sense and repel evil. Earlier, it began to react, guiding us here. The fox must be nearby," Yan Shuang explained confidently.

Earlier that morning, Yan Shuang and her brother had left their village and traveled to Yunzhang County’s government office, where they met with Magistrate Lu. After gathering information, they had joined Ban and his men in searching for the ghost fox suspected of preying on the townsfolk.

It wasn’t until dusk that the talisman coin began to tremble, its faint pull leading them out of the county and toward Li Family Village.

"I trust in the abilities of both of you," Ban said solemnly, nodding to the young cultivators. He wasn’t about to let their youthful appearances diminish his respect.

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"Men, prepare yourselves! Stay alert as we enter the village!" Ban ordered his team.

The constables immediately drew their weapons—some gripping long knives at their waists, others tightening their hold on dark wooden crossbows.

"This is it," Yan Shuang said, leading the group to a rundown thatched house at the edge of the village.

Li Family Village was modest and impoverished, with only about twenty households. It got its name from the fact that most residents shared the surname Li. The house in question had a crumbling courtyard wall, its top blanketed in thick snow. The gate, weathered and warped, hung shut but looked as though it could be forced open with a single push.

Instead of barging in, Ban chose to knock on the gate.

"Who is it?" called an elderly voice from within.

Old Li was in high spirits tonight. His son had just gotten married, bringing home a beautiful and kind bride. He’d celebrated with a few extra cups of the cheap liquor he usually rationed carefully.

Still tipsy, he had just lain down to rest when the sound of knocking reached him over the howling wind. Pulling on his threadbare coat, he shuffled to the gate, muttering as he went. When he opened it, he was greeted by a group of constables led by Ban, who held up his official badge.

"We’re from the county office. We’re here to catch a demon," Ban said seriously.

"A demon?!" Old Li was stunned, unable to comprehend what was being said.

Without waiting for further explanation, Ban and his men pushed past him, flooding into the courtyard. The Yun siblings followed closely behind.

"Sir, there must be some mistake! How could there be a demon in my home? If there were, how would we still be alive?" Old Li stammered, scrambling to explain as he hurried after the constables.

"Enough. We’ll determine the truth ourselves. If no demon is found, we’ll leave at once," Ban replied curtly, dismissing Old Li’s protests with a wave of his hand.

Ban then turned to Yan Shuang. "Young master, can you sense where the ghost fox is hiding?"

Without answering, Yan Shuang allowed the talisman coin to guide her gaze toward a woodshed in the corner of the courtyard.

"There," she said, her tone cold and certain.

Ban immediately barked an order. "Check the woodshed!"

Two constables approached the shed cautiously, gripping their knives tightly. The rest of the team readied their crossbows, cold steel arrows aimed steadily at the shed’s entrance.

"Wait, wait! Please don’t do anything rash!" Old Li pleaded, rushing forward to block their path. "That woodshed... that’s where my son and his bride are staying tonight. They just got married today!"

"Step aside!" Ban snapped impatiently, shoving Old Li aside with enough force to send the frail old man stumbling backward. He lost his footing and fell into the snow, his thin frame shaking as he struggled to rise.

"Yan Tian, be careful," Yun Yan Shuang said, stepping forward. She had clearly heard the ghostly fox, pinned to the ground by her brother’s spear, crying out toward the distant mountains, "Master, save me!"

Her heart immediately tensed with vigilance. She released her spiritual sense, scanning their surroundings for any sign of the cultivator who might be controlling the ghost fox, wary of a potential ambush.

"Got it," Yun Yan Tian responded with a nod, his grip tightening on his short spear. He was just about to strike, to obliterate this malevolent spirit once and for all.

But before he could act, a calm yet aged voice echoed from deep within the mountain.

"Can you two young friends spare this ghost fox for my sake?"

The siblings froze in place, their gazes locking onto the source of the voice. A moment later, their spiritual senses detected movement from a dilapidated temple nestled within the distant woods.

From the shadows of the temple emerged an elderly man, draped in a dark purple robe. His hair was ashen gray, and his long eyebrows hung low over sharp eyes. He held a horsetail whisk in one hand, exuding an air of otherworldly detachment and mysticism.

What truly startled the siblings, however, was the old man’s speed. In the blink of an eye, he covered the vast distance from the temple to the foot of the mountain, appearing before them with almost supernatural ease.

Both Yan Tian and Yan Shuang instantly heightened their guard. They recognized that this gray-haired elder was no ordinary cultivator—his cultivation level clearly surpassed their own. Judging by his aura, he had likely reached Breath Embryo Realm Stage Four, a level of strength far greater than their own third-stage abilities.

Engaging such an opponent recklessly could end poorly, potentially even resulting in their deaths.