CHAPTER 164: CHAPTER 164: DIED WITHOUT A TRACE~

Just as he sensed a mysterious power approaching the river, under the influence of that mysterious power, he successfully escaped from the riverbed and followed the call of his heart to find the village where his parents were secluded.

When he saw the wedding photo of his parents when they were young, he found it familiar, but at that time, his memory was still a bit muddled.

"Mom?" The man’s voice rose, and his vertical pupils lost focus, looking even more chilling, "So, you haven’t reincarnated yet!"

The man laughed more cruelly, "Then tonight, I’ll send your whole family on their way together!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, a golden halo gathered on his hand.

Under the illumination of the golden halo, the little ghost screamed miserably, and the faces of Yan Fu and his wife instantly turned pale, as their spirits were almost shattered into a trance.

The woman seemed to have sensed something and suddenly shouted, "Little Treasure, is it you?"

Yan Fu also frowned and began to call continuously, "Little Treasure?"

Lu Zechuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at everything in front of him, feeling a deep disgust in his heart.

The man before him lured him over using Yan Fu and his wife, yet broke his promise, killing the donkey after it played its part.

"I’ve seen shameless, but I’ve never seen someone as shameless as you!" As soon as Lu Zechuan spoke, the Tree Demon on his wrist moved.

The Little Tree Demon leaped to the ground, instantly transforming into a humanoid shape, striding towards the man!

The Little Tree Demon had always been by Lu Zechuan’s side and deeply sympathized with the little ghost’s plight. Now, seeing this man treat the little ghost’s family so cruelly, it could no longer stand by.

The Little Tree Demon had been absorbing nature’s spiritual energy by Lu Zechuan’s side all this time, and its cultivation had improved significantly. In its wrath, it attacked the man with lethal intent.

Attacked by the Little Tree Demon, the man staggered, almost losing his balance, and quickly withdrew the magic on the little ghost’s family.

"A mere Little Tree Demon dares to behave so arrogantly in front of me!" The man let out a cold laugh, and the light in his hand grew stronger, crashing down towards the Little Tree Demon.

The Little Tree Demon couldn’t dodge in time and was hit squarely, leaving a large hole in its trunk.

The Little Tree Demon let out a strange cry and darted back onto Lu Zechuan’s wrist, transforming into a miniature landscape, unwilling to come out again.

"Ha, unexpected, you’ve already awakened such abilities." The man’s gaze fixed intently on Lu Zechuan, as if staring at a piece of Tang Seng’s flesh.

Lu Zechuan lightly curved his lips, "There are many things you haven’t expected."

As Lu Zechuan’s words fell, he slightly tilted his head, looking at his hand, where a figure gradually appeared beside him.

The figure was graceful, with a face like a lotus flower, wearing a tailored high-end suit, and black leather shoes, exuding sharpness and inviolability.

"Truly deserving to be the chosen one, fate has not abandoned you!" The man tauntingly raised his eyebrows, looking at Xia Mian with a gaze that was somewhat frivolous and wanton.

"Not only is she righteous, but her skills are also considerable. Not bad, not bad!" The man skewed his lips, his eyes revealing an intrusive intent that made one uncomfortable.

"Since you can’t speak properly, you don’t need your tongue!" Xia Mian’s brows furrowed, and her expression instantly turned cold.

As Xia Mian’s words fell, the man’s tongue suddenly experienced severe pain, and when he opened his mouth again, half of his tongue fell out.

His eyes instantly showed deep astonishment.

His abilities, although not the highest in the Mystic Sect, were more than sufficient to deal with magicians of the ordinary world. Yet now, he had been word-sprinted by the opponent!

With a mouthful of blood gushing out, the man wanted to speak but couldn’t.

He looked up in surprise at Xia Mian.

The girl before him had a clean and serene face, her gaze clear without a trace of impurity, radiating a high cool aloofness that gave off an aura of inviolability.

He knew that Lu Zechuan had a woman by his side with extraordinary skills, and many from the Mystic Sect had already fallen into her hands. Prior to planning to target Lu Zechuan, he specifically instructed Yan Fu and his wife to separate Lu Zechuan from her, bringing only Lu Zechuan over!

But, he never expected that Xia Mian would silently follow!

Moreover, Xia Mian was extremely patient, observing coldly from the sidelines from start to finish, only revealing herself when he became complacent and revealed his true colors against Yan Fu’s family.

And once she appeared, she performed a word spirit, a strike to kill!

With a mouthful of blood gushing, the man stared intently at Xia Mian, his withered white finger lifting, trembling as it pointed at Xia Mian, a small golden circle slowly forming at his fingertip.

However, the tiny circle had not yet formed before Xia Mian casually waved her hand, dispersing it.

"With just this level of skills, you dare to target him?" Xia Mian lightly raised her eyebrows, "Tired of living!"

As Xia Mian’s words fell, her ten fingers moved slightly, her hands rapidly forming seals.

As the air fluctuated, an invisible wave formed a sharp sword energy in the air, "Farewell!"

With those words, the sword energy swiftly pierced into the man’s chest.

Even though no blood was seen, the man’s breathing gradually halted, his eyes fixed ahead, as if witnessing something extremely terrifying.

With his breath gradually vanishing, the man fell to the ground with a thud.

His form dissipated into smoke, then vanished like it never existed.

Beside him, Yan Fu and his wife were utterly petrified with fear.

The man who had been flaunting his power in front of them had just... died?

Died without even leaving a trace?

Yan Fu swallowed hard, his neck stiffly turning, looking at Xia Mian with more fear than he previously showed the man.

When did this girl follow them? Why had he never detected her presence?

Under Yan Fu’s mingled gaze of terror, Lu Zechuan spoke softly, "It’s alright now."

Yan Fu was somewhat afraid, his body continuously trembling, "You don’t blame us?"

Lu Zechuan squinted slightly, looking at the little ghost cowering behind them, a hint of tenderness unconsciously appearing in his eyes, "Your child guided us here, probably intending for us to save you."

"My child?" Yan Fu immediately realized something, starting to scan around continuously, "Little Treasure, is it you, right? Little Treasure, come out and see Daddy!"

Yan Fu’s voice carried a weeping tone. For so many years, he and his wife had only one child, but after the child accidentally drowned at the age of five, their world collapsed.

They blamed themselves and were in pain, unwilling to interact with others, unwilling to hear any rumors from the outside world. So, they secluded themselves here.

Originally, they thought they could never see their child again in this life, but now, Lu Zechuan said, it was Little Treasure who guided them here!

"Little Treasure, come out, Mom misses you so much!" The woman was full of tears, affectionately calling out to the air.

Seeing the couple so heartbreakingly sad, Xia Mian sighed softly, her fingers lightly moving, tapping on the little ghost’s forehead.

With this touch of spiritual energy infusing in, the little ghost’s body gradually solidified, finally appearing completely before Yan Fu and his wife!