After listening to Yao Qingyuan recount his initial experiences, Tang Jing said indignantly, "This Luo Pengfei is really a super big villain, how can someone be as bad as him!"

"The most fatal thing is that this guy is now the chairman of the East Country Onmyoji Discipline Management Committee!" Xie Xiaofeng sighed.

At that moment, Chen Hao walked up to Yao Qingyuan and asked, "Then what do you want by bringing us here?"

"I want to ask for your help to stop the destruction of the Soul Corpses and prevent Luo Pengfei's conspiracy from succeeding!" Yao Qingyuan explained, "By the way, isn't the Yin Yang Alliance meeting going to be held in a few days?"

Chen Hao nodded, "That's right, but in our time, it's called the National Onmyoji Association Representatives Conference."

"Just think about it, if you were Luo Pengfei, what would you be most afraid of?" Yao Qingyuan asked.

A light flashed in Chen Hao's eyes, and then he exclaimed, "Onmyoji!"

"Exactly!" Yao Qingyuan nodded, "Now, there are already six thousand Soul Corpses arranged to be sent to six different places, and in a few days, other Soul Corpses will be divided into batches and delivered to other locations once the bomb Soul Corpses are ready. You could say everything is ready, except for the Yin Yang Alliance conference. At that time, he is very likely to use forbidden sealing techniques to imprison you Onmyoji with deep mana, or trap you forever in some barrier."

"For example, the Wooden City!" Chen Hao said, "The Wooden City was originally designed to imprison Onmyoji who disagreed with the Yin Yang Alliance!"

"You've heard of the Wooden City?" Yao Qingyuan was surprised.

Chen Hao blinked in confusion and said, "What's wrong, I've been in there recently."

Yao Qingyuan was dumbfounded and it took him a while to recover before he said incredulously, "Are you saying you've escaped from the Wooden City?"

"Maybe not escaped, I killed Xu Sheng, the creator of the barrier in Wooden City, and broke the barrier inside. I guess that counts as walking out of there quite openly."

Astonishment spread across Yao Qingyuan's face, and then he exclaimed, "I finally understand why Luo Pengfei had to deploy ten of the strongest Martial Soul Corpses and ten of the strongest Poisonous Soul Corpses to deal with you. But there's something I need to warn you about."

Yao Qingyuan's tone suddenly became worried, "Luo Pengfei has an adopted son, whom he placed in a crucial position."

"I know, it's the monkey kid who embodies the evil spirits of demons, ghosts, and monstrous beasts," Chen Hao replied nonchalantly.

"You've seen his adopted son, Nirvana?" Yao Qingyuan was surprised again.

"Just saw him six days ago," Chen Hao said impatiently, "Though that monkey kid was a bit tough to deal with, we still took care of him."

This time Yao Qingyuan was completely stunned, the astonishment on his face was so exaggerated that he didn't know how to describe it. He stared at Chen Hao with a mixed expression of laughter and tears. After a long time, he shook his head with a sigh and said with a bitter smile, "Now only Luo Pengfei and a few of his subordinates are left. I must remind you that they have mastered many Yin and Yang forbidden spells that have been passed down from ancient times, so you must be very careful!"

"Hmm!" Chen Hao nodded, "Then you've brought us here and showed us so many Soul Corpses; you must have some methods to deal with the Soul Corpses to pass on to us, right?"

"Clever!" Yao Qingyuan smiled, "These Soul Corpses were created by me, so naturally I have ways to eliminate them. For each type of Soul Corpses I created, I thought of a spell to suppress them. There are seventeen kinds of Soul Corpses, each corresponding to a spell. Stretch out your hands, and I will draw each one on your palms, and you must remember all of them in your heart."

Subsequently, Yao Qingyuan began to draw on Chen Hao's hand the spells specialized in dealing with each type of Soul Corpses.

After completing the drawing, Yao Qingyuan suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "Here, I, Yao Qingyuan, would like to thank everyone in advance. I leave everything to you all. I know my sins are grave and unforgivable. I only wish to alleviate some of the sin weighing upon me."

Chen Hao and the others hurriedly helped Yao Qingyuan to his feet.

"Don't be too hard on yourself, sir. You were forced into this," Tang Jing consoled, "Rest assured, we will definitely eliminate those evil-doers and prevent Luo Pengfei's vile schemes from succeeding. By the way, sir, you've told us how to dispose of the Soul Corpses. What if Luo Pengfei suspects you, and what about your wife's Yin Soul?"

Luo Pengfei shook his head helplessly, his voice tinged with sadness, "I won't lie to you—knowing Luo Pengfei as I do, even if he succeeds this time, he won't let me go. He and I had agreed that on the day the bomb Soul Corpse is completed, he would release both my wife's and my own Yin Souls. If he doesn't keep his promise or comes up with various excuses, I will personally destroy all the Soul Corpses here! Moreover, I have another unreasonable request—should you capture Luo Pengfei, I ask that you compel him to relinquish my wife's Yin Soul."

"Don't worry, sir. We will certainly reunite you and your wife, escorting you both to the Netherworld."

Then, led by Yao Qingyuan, Chen Hao and his companions left the Feipeng Sect. It was already deep into the night, and the Qingyun Mountains were shrouded in mists. Despite it being the height of summer, the air was chillingly cold.

After leaving the bamboo forest at the entrance to the Feipeng Sect's Barrier, Chen Hao and his companions arrived at the fog-enshrouded riverside.

"What should our next move be?" Tang Jing asked.

"The Onmyoji Convention is in three days' time, and it's very likely that Luo Pengfei and his group will send out the Soul Corpses to take over towns that day. We need to investigate the whereabouts of the six batches of Soul Corpses that came before and find a few helpers to assist us in traveling to those locations and eliminating those Soul Corpses," Xie Xiaofeng said thoughtfully, gazing at the river surface.

"Who can we ask for help?" Chen Hao frowned and said worriedly, then listed, "First off, I think we can reach out to the Onmyoji in Y City; then we can ask Sister Luo and her group."

"But her Onmyoji friends are not reliable!" Ye Yuqiao stated expressionlessly.

"That's true," Chen Hao nodded with a somewhat helpless expression, "It seems we must split up. Tang Jing and Xiao Feng, you go back to Y City to ask your grandfather for help. Ye Yuqiao and I will head to D City to find out about the whereabouts of those Soul Corpses. After all, Luo Pengfei will definitely have arranged a batch of Soul Corpses in D City."

..

The night was deep.

D City, East Country Yin Yang Master Association Headquarters.

Inside the meeting room of the Yin Yang Master Association headquarters, Luo Pengfei was discussing important matters with seven directors, including the President of the Association.

After a light cough, Luo Pengfei, with a solemn face, began to speak, "Ladies and gentlemen, the Onmyoji Convention is in three days..."

Suddenly, with a "bang," the glass in the meeting room shattered, interrupting Luo Pengfei's speech.

The meeting room's doors were then flung open by a gust of wind, and a strong burst of Yang Energy flooded in.

Eventually, a person appeared, standing on the meeting table in the center.

"Ah! Who are you?" everyone exclaimed in panic.

"Chen Hao!"

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