However, Uncle Nine simply snorted coldly and swung his left hand in a wide arc.
Swish swish swish swish!!!
In an instant, numerous talismans shot out from his hand, transforming into streams of light that hurtled toward the old Taoist.
"Jie jie jie, Yi Mei, I'll admit you're strong today. You might be able to protect the Ren Family for a day, but I don't believe you can protect them forever!"
Faced with the barrage of golden talismans, the old Taoist didn't move at all—instead, he burst out in maniacal laughter.
This reaction made Uncle Nine's expression change slightly. Something felt wrong, though he couldn't pinpoint what.
The next moment, one of the Yin-Shattering Talismans struck the old Taoist. As it touched the sinister aura around him, it instantly exploded.
Boom boom boom boom!!!
Explosions erupted across the entire courtyard.
The old Taoist's body flew back like a ragdoll, blasted through the air.
Rumble rumble rumble!!!
He landed with a tremendous impact, gouging a trench three or four meters long into the ground.
"Dead?!"
Even Uncle Nine was slightly in disbelief. That was a cultivator at the Fourth Heaven of the Earth Master Realm—how could he die so easily?
Uncle Nine strode forward quickly, but the moment he saw the Taoist's corpse, his pupils contracted sharply.
The body was rapidly decomposing at an unnatural speed.
Within seconds, it had turned into black blood and seeped into the ground.
"Substitute Corpse!? That was a Substitute Corpse?!"
Uncle Nine's expression turned completely cold.
The Substitute Corpse was one of the most reviled techniques—even among evil cultivators, ninety percent considered it taboo. To create one, a cultivator must use the corpse of a close relative as a vessel, slice off a portion of their own soul, and implant it inside.
Then, every three months, they must kill an infant and use the baby's soul and blood to sustain the corpse.
This process produced a double with half the user's strength and full consciousness—a terrifying stand-in.
Even Uncle Nine was appalled. He had underestimated the old Taoist's cruelty.
"This is bad. That Taoist isn't dead, which means Old Master Ren's Zombie can still move! Ling Xiao is in danger!"
Suddenly, Uncle Nine's expression shifted dramatically.
He quickly grabbed the peach wood sword stuck in the ground and sprinted toward the Ren Family estate.
……
……
A few minutes earlier—
Ling Xiao and Uncle Nine were rushing toward the Ren Family with great speed.
"Master, I see where that Feng Shui master is!" Ling Xiao suddenly called out.
"What!?"
Uncle Nine froze for a second and instinctively looked at Ling Xiao.
That one glance sent a shock through him, and his expression changed visibly.
At this moment, Ling Xiao's eyes had transformed into spinning Taiji diagrams.
"Yin-Yang Eyes!? Are those the legendary Yin-Yang Eyes? You brat, you've awakened Yin-Yang Eyes?!"
Uncle Nine exclaimed in astonishment.
"Hehe, just awakened yesterday. I didn't get a chance to tell you yet," Ling Xiao replied with a grin.
"Excellent, excellent! No wonder the Grandmaster came to you in a dream to teach divine arts. I never expected you to have such a gift—haha! The revival of Mount Mao may really be at hand!"
Uncle Nine burst into joyous laughter, unable to contain his excitement.
Ling Xiao felt a bit emotional watching him so happy. If Uncle Nine knew that his eyes weren't just normal Yin-Yang Eyes, but Heaven-Earth Yin-Yang Eyes, he might faint from the excitement.
After all, Yin-Yang Eyes only appear once every hundred years, and most of those people never even become cultivators.
That means they appear in the cultivation world maybe once in a millennium.
Heaven-Earth Yin-Yang Eyes, on the other hand, can communicate directly with the Underworld—an incredibly rare and powerful ability.
The last recorded person to possess them was none other than King Yama himself, the leader of the legendary Ten Kings of Hell.
"Master, let's talk about this later. You go deal with that Feng Shui master—I'll go protect Master Ren and the others!"
Ling Xiao quickly changed the subject.
"No, Ren Weiyong has been transformed into a Hair Zombie through some secret art. Even I might not be able to defeat him. It's too dangerous for you to go alone!" Uncle Nine's expression grew grim.
"Don't worry, Master. Once you defeat the Feng Shui master, Old Master Ren should stop attacking. That Feng Shui master is only at the Fourth Heaven of the Earth Master Realm—I can hold out for a while. He's in that courtyard over there."
Ling Xiao gave a reassuring smile.
Uncle Nine hesitated for a second.
"Alright. I'll make it quick!"
He made his decision, then stomped his foot and leaped into the courtyard where the Taoist was hiding.
The moment Uncle Nine was gone, Ling Xiao's serious expression completely disappeared.
"Time for me to act. That old man was actually using a Substitute Corpse. If not for that, he'd be dead already!"
Ling Xiao sighed helplessly.
That's right—Ling Xiao had seen through it at a glance. The Taoist was using a Substitute Corpse.
With his Yin-Yang Eyes, Ling Xiao could see the Taoist's spiritual energy and Yin aura flow even through several walls.
Combined with his LV3 Mount Mao Taoist arts, he instantly discerned the truth.
With that, Ling Xiao strode toward the Ren Family residence.
Boom!!!!
Suddenly, a deafening crash rang out.
Swish!!!!
A Zombie flew through the air, heading straight for Ling Xiao.
"Huh?"
Ling Xiao rolled his eyes, tapped the ground, and instantly dodged aside.
The Zombie shot past him and crashed hard into the courtyard wall.
Rumble rumble rumble!!!!!!
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