Chapter 82

The yellow-haired man, apart from having slightly messy hair and a head of brightly dyed, garishly colorful hair, was quite handsome. However, his high-pitched, effeminate cry still shocked the Taoist priests present.

Director Zheng immediately recalled the time when he was overwhelmed with fear, and his expression changed instantly. "It's you! The 'Sister Bai' who possessed Ban Wen!"

What!

The Taoist priests, who had been calm up until now, immediately became vigilant, taking turns to check on the yellow-haired man.

The old Taoist with a goat beard, being the most experienced among them, even though he had made several misjudgments regarding the situation with the Xiaoyao Sect earlier, quickly recognized the anomaly in the yellow-haired man. "He seems to have two souls in one body."

"Two souls in one body?" Zhu Chu, who hadn't learned this part yet, asked curiously.

"Yes, two souls residing in one body," one Taoist explained. "But it's different from what Director Zheng experienced. In this case, both souls can control the body, so one must willingly relinquish control for the other to act normally."

The old Taoist with the goat beard did not refute the explanation but frowned and scrutinized the yellow-haired man. "But since you're saying that the soul inside him has appeared in another person's body, this soul could not have originated from his body. Who would be willing to let someone else use their body?"

The Taoist priests fell into deep thought.

At this point, none of them had any disdain for other sects. Even though this yellow-haired man came from an evil path—hadn't they also managed to solve his previous tricks?

The methods of the evil sects were truly unpredictable, and their development was too fast. If they were even slightly slower in updating their information, they would be left behind.

As they thought about this, they couldn’t help but glance at the people from the Xiaoyao Sect.

Before encountering the Xiaoyao Sect, who could have believed that such an active sect online would also possess such great power?

As they thought more, they couldn’t help but sigh. When they returned, they would have to ensure that their own Taoist temples kept up with modernization. They couldn’t just ignore everything because the higher-ups didn't want publicity.

The days of "good wine not fearing a deep alley" were over. For the sect's development, it was time to find opportunities for breakthroughs.

They were thinking more and more deeply, but it was just a moment’s thought.

After learning that Ke Xingzhou had an exceptional divine eye, the old Taoist's attitude toward him changed significantly. At this point, he no longer cared about losing face and actively asked, "Ke Daoist, what do you think?"

Ke Xingzhou, who had personally captured Ban Wen and Director Zheng when they were possessed, immediately recognized the white snake that had possessed the yellow-haired man.

He nodded. "It's her, no doubt."

The others' gazes toward the yellow-haired man immediately changed. "The evil sect is so cruel to its own people!"

The evil path practitioner lying on the bed was clearly the mastermind, and there was no doubt about it. As for the young man with yellow hair in front of them, they had initially thought he was a vicious criminal, but his appearance didn’t quite match that image.

Now that they heard about the other soul in his body, they instantly believed they had uncovered the truth—this young man had clearly been threatened!Pitying gazes fell on the yellow-haired man, and immediately, one of the Taoists raised his talisman, preparing to perform a spell to expel the evil spirit inside him.

The yellow-haired man saw their talisman and became terrified. "What are you doing? What do you want to do to me? I’m telling you, my master cares about me a lot. If you hurt me, my master will definitely not let you off!"

The Taoists paused, and their gazes toward him became even more compassionate.

How pitiful, brainwashed.

Even though the yellow-haired man had a special physique, with two souls in one body, there would still be some damage.

The old Taoist with the goat beard, his face stern, spoke in the gentlest tone possible: "Don’t worry, young man. We’ll help you remove the evil spirit inside you. Once it’s gone, you’ll be free. You won’t be under the evil sect's control anymore, and you can go home."

But the yellow-haired man wasn’t convinced at all. He immediately clutched his chest, still looking panicked as he stared at them. "What evil spirit? What removal? Can you stop speaking nonsense? I barely managed to protect Little White's soul right under my master’s nose. Little Dog even promised to find me some bones to make soup tonight!"

The Taoists furrowed their brows.

The "Little White" and "Little Dog" he mentioned were probably the two evil spirits that had possessed Ban Wen and Director Zheng earlier.

The brainwashing techniques of the evil sect were truly terrifying, making the victim so thoroughly brainwashed that they even became friends with the evil spirits!

They felt an increasing sense of dread. "The Little Dog you mentioned, does it often possess you?"

Their tone was serious, no longer treating this as a simple matter of seeking help, but as an issue they wanted to solve at its root.

The yellow-haired man, however, did not realize that he was being misunderstood.

"Yes, but that's because Little Dog said Little White doesn’t like old people's bodies. He wants Little White to think he’s always full of energy and the best-looking little dog!" He said indignantly. "Also, what's wrong with the evil path? That's my home! I grew up there! You city people look down on us country folk, but that doesn't mean my home isn’t home!"

The Taoists: "..."

They couldn’t help but frown when they heard the first part. How could it be that the evil spirits were in a relationship, even falling in love inside the victim's body?

But when they heard the latter part, they all fell silent.

They stared at the yellow-haired man in shock. "What did you say? You grew up in the evil path?"

The yellow-haired man was very defensive, staring closely at their talismans, shrinking into the corner and just "humming" as a response.

The Taoists couldn’t believe it. "How is this possible?"

"The evil sects in this country were all eradicated during the crackdown years ago. Even if there are remnants, it would take decades for them to develop again."

The country had zero tolerance for the evil sects, and only they knew how far the nation went to protect the people from their harm.

To thoroughly eradicate the hidden dangers, even small countries in the southwest were sent support for the crackdown.

In these years, the remnants of the evil sect had been hiding and were struggling just to survive. How could they still have the energy to care for orphans?

Looking at the yellow-haired man's appearance, he was at least twenty-three years old!

The yellow-haired man, however, didn’t understand the Taoists' shock.

He just felt that these city Taoists looked down on him, and with his eyes reddening, he shouted at them, "Yes! I am from the evil path! I’m the bad guy! Take me away if you want! But you can’t touch my friends! They’re the ones I raised with my own hands, they are my closest family!!"

The yellow-haired man had just eaten and was young, and his loud shout, full of energy, attracted the attention of people in nearby wards.The confused onlookers saw a group of elderly Taoist priests with crane-like hair and youthful faces, dressed in Taoist robes, surrounding a pitiful little boy. The yellow-haired boy, having struggled on the road, had the collar of his cheaply bought clothes torn, making him appear especially pitiful.

The police officers guarding the entrance heard a young girl muttering, "What cosplay is this from? I’ve never seen it before. It looks like a cultivation-themed story, but why would they choose a hospital as the setting?"

"I don’t understand, but since they’ve gone all out, they must have their reasons. And they even have police uniforms... it looks pretty good, let me try it on."

"Cosplay like this exists, yet my rare couple..."

The crowd: "..."

Stop, don’t say any more!

The elderly Taoist priests felt their old faces were about to crumble. The pity they had for the young man turned into frustration as they gritted their teeth: "What are you shouting for?!"

The yellow-haired boy saw the police close the door, blocking the gaze of the onlookers outside. He realized shouting and making a scene wouldn't help. He muttered, "Everything I said is the truth! Little White, Little Dog, and Piglet, they're my closest friends, and you want to kill them, and won’t even let me fight back?!"

He glanced toward the hospital bed and muttered, "You’re just like my master, old and don’t want to hear the truth."

The Taoists: "..."

Please don’t compare them to the evil sect!

But the yellow-haired boy felt empowered and huffed a few times. "When my master wakes up, he’ll know how you’ve bullied me and my friends. He will definitely seek justice for me!"

Just like when he was at the main sect!

He eagerly looked over at the thin man, imagining that the man would suddenly spring up, kill everyone, and then escape with him and the little dog.

One of the two strange men who had been sticking together spoke up, "He’s already gone."

The yellow-haired boy froze and turned to meet Ke Xingzhou’s gaze.

He had never seen someone so good-looking. His eyes were so clear, black and white, almost as if they were painted on. His facial features and profile were indescribable, simply the kind of face you couldn’t look away from at first glance.

But the pity in the man's eyes pierced him like a needle, causing him to suddenly snap out of his delusion.

He instinctively retorted, "Impossible!"

His master had only been briefly harmed by a talisman backlash. The paper figures had been destroyed earlier, and when Little White, Little Dog, and Piglet’s souls were blocked, his master was still lively.

His master had said himself that after some rest, everything would be fine. If he hadn’t insisted on bringing his master to the emergency room, his master wouldn’t even have needed to come!

How could his master suddenly abandon this body?

The technique to transfer souls was a top-secret matter, even at the main sect, and finding a suitable body was extremely difficult.

Besides, his master was still here!

Ke Xingzhou didn’t respond, only calmly shifted his gaze toward the hospital bed.

Two hospital beds were placed side by side. The one by the window held Ban Wen, who had collapsed after spitting out the paper figures. His chest rose and fell weakly, and his breathing could be heard.

The bed by the door held the thin man, who lay motionless."……" The yellow-haired boy's face slowly changed.

A strange stench filled the room. Everyone had initially thought it was the smell of Ban Wen's vomit, but even after the windows had been open for a long time, the smell not only didn’t lessen but actually grew stronger.

Until someone couldn't hold back a dry heave: "What’s rotting?"

The crowd exchanged looks, immediately realizing something was wrong. They quickly moved to the hospital bed and grabbed the thin man's wrist.

The police officer who had brought them here explained with a tense face, "The on-call doctor just told me about the situation. When he was brought in, there were no signs of life. What he vomited was coagulated blood, but he could still move. I thought it was a normal reaction…"

If someone can still move, it’s obviously normal, after all, evil sects are known for using this kind of technique.

But now, the person wasn’t moving anymore, and his body was starting to emit the stench of decay from being dead for a long time.

The Taoists’ faces changed dramatically: "He’s gone."

Before they could react, a loud crash suddenly came from behind: "Impossible!!"

The yellow-haired boy suddenly stood up, his silver handcuffs dragging across the bench, causing it to shake. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the highly decayed corpse on the hospital bed.

"My master would never abandon me! He said I’m the most important person to him!!"