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The other party’s strength was far beyond the imagination of Altar Master, and he absolutely could not match them in strength.

A casual attack of the girl had a formidable force.

The mighty innate golden shield of the ghost spirit was as fragile as paper in front of her little hands.

In addition, the girl also took out two golden talismans when dealing with the two ghost spirits.

He would be almost dead if hit by one of these high-rank talismans.

‘She has reached at least the peak of Second Stage True Master Realm, and maybe even the legendary Third Stage Acquired Realm. And she is still so young…’

Altar Master felt that he just wasted his life.

He was no match for that girl, be it her strength or her weapon.

If he had launched a surprise attack, he wouldn’t look better than the two ghost spirits now.

No, if he had, he would definitely look worse than the two ghost spirits, for the ghost spirits were still useful, but he had no value for Soft Feather.

An enemy without any value should stay in his grave.

As for the man who seemed to be ordinary, he could not perceive a single bit of qi and blood or true qi from the man.

However, such an ordinary man easily found the eye of that horrible sealing formation with a seemingly casual choice of where he would sit.

What’s more, at the most critical time, he activated the formation to completely subdue the two ghost spirits.

Such a good vision and confidence, coupled with his identity of a ‘senior’, made Altar Master panic whenever he recalled it.

He was a cautious, or to be exact, a timid man.

Without his caution, he wouldn’t be able to acquire the ‘Ghost Controlling Technique’ and produce evil spirits and ghosts all around, yet still live intact for more than 170 years.

But, he couldn’t force himself to accept this.

Sixty years…! He spent sixty years on Ghost Lamp Temple and the ghost spirits!

Sixty years of planning, sixty years of waiting… all in vain.

No matter how timid he was, he just couldn’t accept it.

Altar Master felt his chest congested. He looked up at the starry sky, shouting mournfully, “You have taken away your own ghost spirit, but why not leave me mine behind?”

One of the two ghost spirits in Ghost Lamp Temple was sealed by Venerable Spirit Butterfly.

However, the other one belonged to this very man… Altar Master!

Then, why didn’t he take away the two ghost spirits if they had matured and waited till Soft Feather came?

It was not that he didn’t want to take away them. He was trying to bring them out of Huang Dagen’s tomb every single minute in the years after the ghost spirits had matured!

And yet, he couldn’t!

There hid seven extremely powerful formations around the original Ghost Lamp Temple, today’s Huang Dagen’s tomb. That was just insane!

In addition to the visible trapping formation and the ‘Poisonous Dragon Plant Formation’ activated by Song Shuhang, there were still five horrible formations hidden around Huang Dagen’s tomb.

They were the kind of formations that he wouldn’t be able to break through even in a thousand years.

Once these formations were activated, they would be impossible to open until a blood descendant of Venerable Spirit Butterfly came here, when they would open automatically.

As long as this string of formations was not broken, no one could take away the ghost spirits trapped inside!

The ghost spirits in the formations could come in, but not out!

Yes, this was the part Altar Master hated most—the ghost spirits could be put in, but not taken out.

That year, he did not discover the hidden formations, and thought he had broken through the trapping formation by bulldozing Ghost Lamp Temple with the hand of Huang Dagen.

So, he happily took Ghost Lamp Temple as something already in his pocket, and just waited the ghost spirits to mature.

Maybe Luo Xin street area was really a place of good fortune for him.

After living in seclusion here for a few years, he was lucky enough to get another ghost spirit.

Then, he just happily put the ghost spirit into Huang Dagen’s tomb for incubation.

However, when the ghost spirits matured and he was about to take them out, he found that six formations were hidden there.

This was definitely a trap.

In fact, as long as he thought it over, he would figure it out—after all, this was a place where Venerable Spirit Butterfly incubated ghost spirit for his daughter. How could he be so hasty about it?

At the very least, even if Venerable Spirit Butterfly didn’t take the ghost spirit seriously…

…then the moment he had bought the land, it meant he took the ghost spirit as his own possession, so it was impossible that he would only throw a trapping formation there!

Alas, such simple logic was something the Altar Master from sixty years ago whose eyes were blurred by greed failed to figure it out.

“No, I can’t just let it go. At least… at least, I shall get back the ghost spirit that belongs to me. At the expense of giving up everything I’ve had now,” murmured Altar Master.

As long as he had even one ghost spirit, he could have the chance to break through the Second Stage True Master and reach Third Stage Acquired Realm, and prolong his lifespan by another one hundred years!

Even if he had to kneel down and give up everything he’d had, whatever it would take, he would not hesitate to do it.

Taking a final look at Huang Dagen’s tomb, which was surrounded by the formations, Altar Master trudged away sadly.

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After Altar Master left, a tall, handsome man appeared in the grove.

With a lazy look, he pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number.

“Master, junior sister has successfully found Ghost Lamp Temple and sealed the ghost spirits. Now, she has gone back to take a rest. I think she will return to Spirit Butterfly Island tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.”

Though the man reported seriously, his voice hid an inherent sense of laziness.

“That’s good. The girl is really a troublemaker. Was there anything wrong that happened on the way?”

Venerable Spirit Butterfly’s voice came from the phone..

“Well, nothing unexpected.” The man replied.

“Very good, keep an eye on your junior sister. Tell me when she arrives at Spirit Butterfly Island successfully.” Then, Venerable Spirit Butterfly said, “Clear up the formations I set there so that the activated formations won’t cause casualties. Sorry for troubling you, Jianyi.”

“It’s alright, Master, you can count on me!”

The man laughed and hung up, shrugging his shoulders.

In fact, there were some minor unexpected accidents, such as Altar Master, and the man called Song Shuhang.

Looking at the receding figure of Altar Master, Liu Jianyi yawned. Well, I have to say, this guy is quite sensible. He didn’t move, which saved me from taking any action.

It’s so lucky for Altar Master that he had no chance to move.

Otherwise, even if he dared to assume the position of readiness to attack Soft Feather, he would be sent into Huang Dagen’s tomb and accompany Huang Dagen in hell.

As for the man called Song Shuhang…

A big trouble!

If Master gets to know that Soft Feather broke into this man’s room in the midnight and even sat on his chest in an ambiguous posture, he would definitely go mad.

God knows whether he would send me to monitor Song Shuhang or not?

So, I shouldn’t tell Master about that Song Shuhang… never, ever.

After all, it would be a big pain to follow him around, Liu Jianyi thought lazily.

After all, Soft Feather hasn’t lost a single hair or anything. Instead, she got a lot of help from Song Shuhang.

Most importantly, Liu Jianyi was a man advocating conserving energy—he tried very hard to acquire ‘Turtle Breathing Technique’ because he was too lazy to breathe, and ended up managing to reach the level where he only had to breathe two or three times a month.

His motto was: never use two fingers to solve a problem that can be solved with one.

And he would never ask for trouble!

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Soft Feather would never know that her father quietly supported her since she found his diary and went all the way to Ghost Lamp Temple.

Along the way, Venerable Spirit Butterfly even sent his disciple to protect his daughter. What a parental love!

In fact, even if Thrice Reckless Mad Saber didn’t seek death by irritating Venerable Spirit Butterfly, he would find another reason to temporarily leave Spirit Butterfly Island.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber just happened to irritate him, which saved Venerable Spirit Butterfly the time to make an excuse.

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The next day.

June 3, Monday. Clear weather.

It was not until eight o’clock that Song Shuhang struggled to get out of bed.

This time, Soft Feather did not ride on his chest to wake him up.

This made him feel reassured, but a little bit lost at the same time.

Human was a fickle creature!

After getting out of the bed, he called Soft Feather. “Have you got up yet?”

“Yes, I just finished my morning cultivation, shall we go back?”

Soft Feather answered softly.

“Let’s have some breakfast, and then go back.”

Song Shuhang said. After all, the hotel provided free buffet breakfast