Traveling from Xiao Mu's place to No. 71, Cangling Road was quite far. After a three or four-hour long-distance bus ride, he finally arrived at the destination.

The first thing he noticed was a not-so-small courtyard.

Upon seeing this courtyard, an odd thought suddenly emerged from Xiao Mu's mind.

He noticed that every time he performed an exorcism, it was always in houses near the suburbs. Moreover, each house had its own independent courtyard—a stark contrast to the apartments in the city center where each family only occupies a certain level within a large building.

Thinking about it, this does make sense. Apartment units in the city mostly home single families and don't really provide much incentive for Evil Ghosts to haunt.

Even if there were any Evil Ghosts, they would most likely be weak types like the Starving Ghost or the Hanging Ghost he encountered when he first started out.

Only places like these, with deeply rooted families who have lived here for generations, are worth being haunted by Evil Ghosts.

For the Evil Ghosts, these places are the most advantageous.

This thought merely flashed through Xiao Mu's mind. Very quickly, he turned his attention to the courtyard of No. 71.

Upon examination, Xiao Mu was taken aback.

This courtyard was radiating an air of nobility.

Nobility as in wealth and power.

Moreover, it wasn't ordinary nobility—it seemed to be something passed down through generations, the kind brought about by having many officials in the family line.

Very quickly, Xiao Mu concluded that this family must have produced quite a number of officials in the past; otherwise, such an atmosphere would not have been created.

Impressive!

This discovery left Xiao Mu in awe.

Having ancestors who were officials was nothing special, but when every generation produces officials, that was something else.

And this family was one of them.

Looking at the atmosphere, it was very likely that six to seven or even up to eight generations of this family had produced officials.

Curiosity piqued, he once again scrutinized the area above the courtyard.

At a glance, Xiao Mu was taken aback and immediately furrowed his brows.

This is?

Why are there such strong signs of decay?

Could it be the work of Evil Ghosts?

If indeed by Evil Ghosts, what was their motive?

After some pondering, Xiao Mu couldn't make an accurate judgment. He decided to go straight to No. 71.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Xiao Mu knocked on the door.

The door was soon opened by a man in his thirties.

Seeing Xiao Mu, the man looked puzzled and examined Xiao Mu with astonishment, "Are you Daoist Luo Fu?"

Upon hearing this question, Xiao Mu realized that Daoist Luo Fu had not arrived yet, but he had actually arrived earlier. Feeling relieved, he answered, "I am Mr. Mu. I happened to come across your post online, so I decided to come and take a look."

"Oh! You're Mr. Mu. Welcome, welcome."

While welcoming him and making way for him to enter, the man introduced himself, "My name is Chen Wenjun. Nice to meet you, Mr. Mu!"

As he spoke, he extended his hand to Xiao Mu.

"Mr. Chen, nice to meet you!"

Xiao Mu shook hands with him.

Subconsciously, he looked up and down Chen Wenjun.

Taking a good look, he was surprised.

Chen Wenjun was emanating a special aura, one that was somewhat similar to the aura emitted by the Seal of the Heavenly Emperor. Both could exert pressure on people.

This is…

Aura of authority?

How can that be?

Xiao Mu couldn't help but widen his eyes in astonishment.

How could an ordinary person emit an aura of authority?

Even though everyone could emit an aura, unless one was a cultivator, the aura emitted by an ordinary person was extremely weak.

But at this moment, Chen Wenjun was astoundingly emitting an aura of authority.

What's happening?

What happened to him?

Why would there be an aura of authority?

Xiao Mu instinctively thought about the cultivation methods of Confucianism. It could be possible for the Confucian classics to mutate and produce this effect.

After all, the essence of Confucianism itself is about holding office and governing the world.

However, Chen Wenjun is evidently a mere mortal, and he doesn't seem to practice any cultivation methods at all.

This made him feel rather strange.

Just as he was about to continue observing…

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The knock on the door sounded again.

"Mr. Mu, please wait a moment!"

Chen Wenjun excused himself and went to answer the door.

The door opened to reveal a man in his thirties, dressed in Daoist robes, panting with a Treasure Sword on his back.

"Finally made it, are you 'Daddy of the Happy Sheep'?"

The man in the Daoist robe stared at Chen Wenjun.

Chen Wenjun nodded and asked, "Are you Daoist Luo Fu? I am Chen Wenjun."

"Yes, that's me."

Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Fu Daoist walked past Chen Wenjun. Ignoring Chen Wenjun's extended hand for a handshake, he walked into the house.

Suddenly, he noticed Xiao Mu. After giving him a quick once-over, his expression changed and he stared at Xiao Mu, "My friend, are you also here for the Evil Ghost?"

Xiao Mu replied: "Yes."

Upon hearing Xiao Mu's response, Luo Fu's face darkened, he grumbled,"Did you not see my message? Don't you respect the Three Dao Assembly?"

"I did see your message."

Xiao Mu gave a faint smile and said, "But then I thought to myself, I'm not familiar with your Three Dao Assembly. We have neither familial nor friendly ties, so why should I give face to your Three Dao Assembly?"

Luo Fu's face immediately turned livid. He suddenly grabbed the hilt of the Treasure Sword on his back and bellowed, "Are you looking down on the Three Dao Assembly?"

Still wearing a faint smile, Xiao Mu stared calmly at Luo Fu, unaffected by the Treasure Sword in the Daoist's hand.

With his spiritual perception, it wasn't hard for him to deduce that the cultivation method practiced by Luo Fu was related to Taoism and somewhat similar to his own "Xuanmen Zhenggang."

However, Luo Fu's realm was only in the early stage of the Spirit Communication Realm, nowhere near his own mid Spirit Communication Realm or even approaching the late stage. There was a significant gap between their skill levels.

Although Xiao Mu seldom liked to provoke others, if Luo Fu really dared to attack, he wouldn't mind giving him a lesson.

"Gentlemen, please don't fight, please don't fight."

Chen Wenjun hurriedly stepped in to mediate, placing himself between the two of them, and said, "Mr. Mu, Daoist Luo Fu, since both of you are here, let's look at this matter together. Please, no fighting!"

"Are you Mr. Mu?"

The expression on Luo Fu's face changed. He knew the name Mr. Mu, "The leader of the Local Hero Ranking team, Mr. Mu?"

Xiao Mu smiled, "You seem to be well-informed."

Luo Fu sobered up, "Being on the hero list doesn't necessarily mean you're powerful. The truly powerful ones tend to keep a low profile. Many of them remain unknown."

Hearing this, Xiao Mu laughed, even a trace of contempt appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This remark made by Luo Fu was clearly taken from some novel. Xiao Mu believed in it once, but he understood how absurd it was after the World Mutation.

Exceptionally strong people, unless they decide to hide away from the world, will become well-known as soon as they do anything significant.

Xiao Mu himself was a perfect example. Despite deliberately keeping a low profile, he still made it to the Local Hero and Hero Ranking teams.

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