Chapter 237: Who Comes Is a Dog

Luo Zifeng let out a sharp scream.

The man in red laughed eerily, “How can you lose your special eyes? You must protect them well.”

Luo Zifeng knelt on the ground again, weeping in pain.

The man in red suddenly seemed to forget everything, “Dig out the special eyes! Hurry, dig!”

Luo Zifeng was tortured like a puppet on strings. The man in red dug out the eyes, then put them back, and dug them out again, repeatedly.

Over and over, Luo Zifeng was tormented to the point of madness.

When Ah Bao arrived in the darkness, she witnessed this scene.

[What the heck! Where did this pervert come from? Torturing Luo Zifeng like this—anyone would go insane!]

She hadn’t realized how terrifying Luo Zifeng’s nightmare was until she saw it with her own eyes.

No wonder Luo Zifeng had collapsed in reality, gone mad, bitten people, and become unrecognizable.

Anyone would go mad in his place!

“Brother Luo.” Ah Bao rushed towards Luo Zifeng.

The moment Luo Zifeng saw Ah Bao, it was as if she was surrounded by a soft light. He cried, blood tears streaming down his face, “Ah Bao, little sister…”

“Brother Luo, don’t be afraid. I’m here. Don’t be afraid.” Ah Bao gently patted Luo Zifeng’s back, sending waves of spiritual energy into his body. Luo Zifeng surprisingly began to calm down, and his pain subsided.

“Where did this little girl come from?” The man in red was astonished.

This was Luo Zifeng’s dream, and others had never appeared here before.

Why was Luo Zifeng dreaming of a little girl?

Ah Bao turned angrily to look at the man in red, “You’re hitting him? How dare you hit him!”

Luo Zifeng’s good friend who always prepared lollipops for him was being mistreated by this man in red…

The man in red laughed sinisterly, “Not only do I dare to hit him, but I dare to hit you too.”

He struck out with his palm.

Ah Bao stood in front of Luo Zifeng, raising her chin defiantly.

The man in red’s palm wind was repelled by the spiritual energy radiating from Ah Bao’s body.

The man in red was thrown back, looking up in shock, “You… it’s you… it’s you…”

The man in red suddenly gouged out his own eyes, trembling as he backed away.

“It’s you, it’s you, it’s you…” The man in red laughed and cried, surrounded by a cloud of black mist.

Ah Bao scratched her head, realizing it was a malevolent spirit.

Is he going mad?

Thinking of Luo Zifeng’s suffering, Ah Bao approached the man in red, smacking him with her palms and fists, “You dared to hit my Brother Luo. I’ll beat you so badly you won’t find your teeth! Will you come back or not, huh?”

The man in red curled up on the ground, clutching his head and struggling, but dared not attack Ah Bao.

“The Summoning Melody, it’s the Summoning Melody…” Suddenly, the chant echoed in the pitch-black dream, and the man in red heard it clearly, “It was you who summoned me.”

The Summoning Melody was like an invisible shackle, restraining him.

The man in red thought that if he didn’t run now, Ah Bao would beat him to pieces. He ‘whooshed’ into a cloud of black mist and fled.

Ah Bao placed her hands on her hips, pointing at his retreating figure and cursing loudly, “You shameless dog spirit, if you dare to enter my Brother Luo’s dream again, I’ll definitely kick your soul to pieces!”

The man in red: I won’t dare come again. Whoever comes is a dog!

A red mist emerged from Luo Zifeng’s forehead, and Taoist Baiyun swung his white dust whisk at the mist.

At the same time, Little Black, guarding the door, barked furiously several times.

The red mist, which had just arrived at the door, suddenly came to a halt.

That damn dog has bitten him.

The man in red saw Di Zian sleeping in the chair.

Imperial bloodline!

Oh, the imperial bloodline’s fortune is truly nourishing, a perfect host!

Suck, suck, suck!

Suck away all his fortune!

Possessing this body is like a blind cat stumbling upon a dead rat—what a great opportunity!

The man in red ‘whooshed’ into Di Zian’s body.

Taoist Baiyun was stunned, “Seventh Prince…”

Little Black’s barking grew fiercer.

Taoist Baiyun rarely stopped his actions, smiling and no longer in a hurry.

Though the Seventh Prince has imperial blood, his fortune was somewhat unique.

After a moment, a cloud of red mist shot out from Di Zian’s body, crashing into a pillar. As he emerged, he also dragged out a cloud of black mist from Di Zian’s body.

Little Black tilted its head, noticing that the black mist was exactly the bad luck of the Seventh Prince.

“This person…” The man in red, hidden in the red mist, saw the sleeping Di Zian surrounded by a rich golden light.

He actually had true divine protection!

The man in red quickly thought of that girl. Unless bloodlines were connected…

Forget it, no need to possess him. Absorbing the fortune was enough.

In the dead of night, a red mist climbed over the wall. The mist was no longer whole, as if missing two chunks. “Too terrifying! There’s also a Baihua ghostly aura.”

The aura from that girl, not only did it invoke his innate fear, but he also sensed the presence of the Baihua Impermanence spirits as he fled.

Ah Bao woke up, her little fists still clenched, clearly still eager to continue her fight.

“Boss,” Taoist Baiyun trotted over.

“Where did the evil spirit go?”

“It ran away.”

Ah Bao’s eyes narrowed, “That’s not right.”

[Taoist Baiyun’s dust whisk is specifically designed to counteract evil spirits. Since he was beaten up and had to search for his teeth, how could the spirit have escaped?]

Taoist Baiyun cleared his throat softly, “Boss, I sensed that the person had the aura of a deity.”

The dust whisk is indeed an evil spirit’s nemesis, but it cannot harm deities.

The reason the spirit escaped quickly was due to its own divine aura resisting the power of the dust whisk, which allowed it to get away.

Ah Bao was astonished, [A deity? That was a bundle of evil spirits, he’s no deity!]

[True evil spirits have never had divine auras. Unless, he was once a person with a divine seal who fell to become an evil spirit.]

[The path of cultivation is already tedious. Ascending to become a higher deity is a rare achievement. Once one has a divine seal, they rank among the immortals. Who would willingly give up their divine seal?]

The Boss’s thoughts were quite right.

“Seventh Brother.” Ah Bao saw Di Zian, whose face had regained some color. He was still asleep, deeply.

[Good, that evil spirit absorbed the Seventh Brother’s bad luck, hahaha.]

[And to think he wanted to possess my Seventh Brother’s body—dream on!]

Taoist Baiyun smiled gently, “Indeed.”

He hadn’t stopped the evil spirit from entering the Seventh Prince’s body because he sensed this, and as expected, the bad luck inside the Seventh Prince was gone now.

Ah Bao’s mood lifted slightly, “Taoist Baiyun, does the Tiansheng Dynasty often have evil spirits with divine auras?”

Taoist Baiyun shook his head, “Evil spirits do appear sometimes, but none like that red mist. The Tiansheng Dynasty has never had a true deity.”

Even the stars and moon deities worshipped in the capital were just statues for the people’s faith, never having shown divine presence.

Except for today’s divine dragon.

Now, with another evil spirit carrying divine aura appearing suddenly, it seems like the Tiansheng Dynasty’s turning point is indeed with the Boss.