Realm of the Night God

Master Wu was explaining, while Yang Haoran was listening with great interest, continuing to examine Master Wu's soul weapon, the Soul Summoning Bell.

On the bell of the Soul Summoning Bell, apart from the blood-red ghost hand, he discovered two souls being tightly grasped by several ghost hands. No matter how hard these two souls struggled, they couldn't escape from the ghost hands.

One of these two souls was the spirit master Yang Haoran had seen before, so he had an impression of him.

As for the other soul, Yang Haoran hadn't seen it before, but he knew without thinking that it was the spirit master's Guardian Spirit.

After Master Wu finished explaining, Yang Haoran withdrew his gaze from the Soul Summoning Bell and looked back at Master Wu.

"Listening to you, your soul weapon is indeed like an attack-type soul weapon, and also like a special-type soul weapon. But I think it's more like a special-type soul weapon. You can release their souls, and I'll extract their value before returning them to you."

Master Wu was taken aback, and for a moment, he didn't understand the meaning behind Yang Haoran's words.

"This spirit master's soul, aren't you going to hand it over to the underworld?" Master Wu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Heh heh, handing over the spirit master's soul to the underworld would indeed bring significant benefits, especially since the spirit master's soul can bring even more astonishing benefits. However, if I were to exchange this soul for benefits, how would you avenge your hatred?"

Yang Haoran's decision would undoubtedly result in significant losses for him. Not to mention the benefits the spirit master's soul could bring in the earth soul market, even if he didn't exchange it for benefits, refining the master and servant into a soul pill would be a substantial income for Yang Haoran.

However, to allow Master Wu to vent his anger, Yang Haoran still decided to give up the spirit master and his Guardian Spirit.

Master Wu remained silent for a moment before deeply bowing to Yang Haoran.

"Thank you, Master, for your kindness!"

In reality, Master Wu had already thought of this, but he didn't dare to take action because, no matter what level of ghost, it had to be handed over to Yang Haoran. So, even though he was filled with hatred towards the spirit master, he didn't dare to take matters into his own hands.

He had kept the spirit master and his Guardian Spirit trapped in the Soul Summoning Bell, rather than taking them out and putting them in a soul gathering bead, because he was worried that if he saw the spirit master's soul, he would lose control of his anger and directly scatter the spirit master's soul.

"No need to thank me, you've said enough. Release their souls."

After receiving the order, Master Wu immediately activated the Soul Summoning Bell. As the bell was activated, the blood-red ghost hands holding the spirit master and his Guardian Spirit suddenly loosened, and a force sent the two souls out of the Soul Summoning Bell.

The moment the two souls were released from the Soul Summoning Bell, they fled in two different directions. Yang Haoran was prepared and didn't make any moves. Suddenly, thick black chains, as thick as an arm, emerged from the walls and floors, trapping the two souls from all directions.

The spirit master's soul was nothing special, only slightly stronger than an ordinary person's soul after death, and not even comparable to an evil spirit. It was easily bound by two chains.

As for his Guardian Spirit, although it was a malevolent spirit, it had been trapped in the Soul Summoning Bell and couldn't recover. Instead, it became even weaker than before it was trapped in the bell. However, even though it was weak, it was still much stronger than its master.

Unfortunately, this so-called strength was only relative, and facing Yang Haoran, who had opened the Heaven and Earth two souls, it was impossible for it to escape, especially with the Mountain and Water Formation's protection.

Although he resisted with all his might, he only lasted for a single breath before being subdued by the two chains, which bound him like a rice dumpling.

"Yang Divine Envoy, please spare my life. I still have great use for you, and I hope you can let me go."

The spirit master struggled violently while begging Yang Haoran for mercy, hoping to preserve his soul through this tactic. He was no longer as arrogant as he was when he first met Yang Haoran.

"Hehe, you're right. You do have great use for me. As long as you cooperate, I can guarantee that I won't kill you."

Yang Haoran responded with a smile, and the spirit master's face lit up with surprise and delight. However, he soon regained his composure, realizing that the possibility of Yang Haoran sparing his life was slim. The surprise and delight on his face disappeared, replaced by skepticism.

"Really?" the spirit master asked, his voice laced with doubt.

"Hehe, of course. If I were to kill you, I'd be struck by five thunderbolts and meet a terrible end. How's that for a toxic oath?"

Yang Haoran smiled as he spoke, and even took a toxic oath. Although the spirit master still had doubts, Yang Haoran's words gave him a glimmer of hope. However, he couldn't understand why Yang Haoran would spare his life.

In reality, Yang Haoran wasn't lying. He genuinely had no intention of killing the spirit master, because once the spirit master's value was exhausted, he would hand him over to Master Wu, along with his Guardian Spirit. What Master Wu did with them afterwards was none of his concern. As long as he didn't kill the spirit master, he wouldn't be breaking his oath.

However, based on the spirit master's reaction, it seemed that he was unaware of the conversation between Yang Haoran and Master Wu earlier. It appeared that the spirit master, who was trapped in the Soul Summoning Bell, couldn't hear external voices. Check for the latest updates on My Virtual Library Empire (M-VL-EMP-YR).

Yang Haoran brought the spirit master and his Guardian Spirit back to the study room, where he set up a restriction barrier and began to interrogate the spirit master personally.

After Yang Haoran left, Master Wu recalled his soul weapon, the Soul Summoning Bell, and returned to his bedroom. He summoned Eldest son Wu, Second son Wu, and his granddaughter Wu Xiaoxiao.

Once the door was closed, Master Wu set up another restriction barrier. The three of them looked at Master Wu, wondering what he wanted to discuss.

Their emotions were subdued, especially Wu Xiaoxiao, whose eyes were red and tear-stained. She had clearly been crying before Master Wu summoned her.

"I've already spoken to the Boss and obtained his approval. From now on, you'll be living here and won't need to return to your old residence. That place has become history, and this will be your new home. I hope you can consider this place your home and integrate into it as soon as possible. Do you understand my intentions?" Master Wu asked, his expression serious.

Eldest son Wu nodded, despite his low spirits. Wu Xiaoxiao didn't speak, only nodding silently with a sorrowful expression.

As for Second son Wu, he muttered under his breath. "I still think it's more comfortable living at home."

Master Wu's expression turned ugly upon hearing Second son Wu's words. "Then you can leave right now and go back to your old home. If anything happens in the future, don't expect me to save you!"

Master Wu's tone was angry and laced with disappointment.

Second son Wu couldn't help but think of the time when the spirit master had attacked their home, and his body trembled with fear. His face turned pale, and he looked terrified.

Seeing that Second son Wu didn't respond, Master Wu suppressed his anger and continued, "Everything here, especially regarding the Boss, is confidential. You're not allowed to leak a single word outside. If you can't control your mouths and say something you shouldn't, don't expect me to save you."

Master Wu's gaze fell on Second son Wu, and his voice rose. "Especially you, I'm most worried about you. You'd better keep your foul mouth shut. If you say something you shouldn't, don't blame me for being harsh. If you cause trouble outside again, I'll break your legs and make you spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair!"