Chapter 701 - 429: Master Geomancer Perfected! Ferocious Spirit in a Red Bridal Dress!

Chapter 701: Chapter 429: Master Geomancer Perfected! Ferocious Spirit in a Red Bridal Dress!

"Get someone to move these things outside."

With Lu Xuan’s command, the soldiers waiting outside the courtyard gate promptly rushed in, dozens of robust men pouring in.

The deputy and the Feng Shui Master were the first to step forward, their faces plastered with ingratiating smiles. The deputy hastily bowed and asked, "Commander, which items should we move?"

"Those things over there." Lu Xuan glanced casually, his gaze landing on the artifacts densely covered with Evil Suppressing Talismans.

Whether it was the purple gold basin, the black gourd, the ancient copper mirror, or other strangely shaped Magic Artifacts... as long as they were covered with layers of Evil Suppressing Talisman paper emitting faint golden light, all of them were Lu Xuan’s targets.

He lightly pointed his finger, marking all these containers that held malevolent spirits.

The Feng Shui Master’s gaze fell on the objects covered in talisman paper, his eyes widening sharply with undeniable dread hidden deep in his pupils.

He urgently stepped forward, lowered his voice, and advised, "Commander, these things are very sinister; the evil energy is overwhelming, you mustn’t touch them! If you’re careless, it might lead to a disaster!"

"Hmm?" Lu Xuan didn’t even raise his eyelids, merely letting out a cold sound from his nasal passage, "Get lost."

He then turned to the dozen or so soldiers, "You lot, move them out immediately."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" The deputy nodded and bowed hurriedly, agreeing while discreetly pulling the Feng Shui Master who still wanted to advise to the side.

Listening to the Master’s words, he felt a chill in his heart, secretly taking precautions, firmly planting his feet to avoid being the first to touch those ominous items.

The dozen soldiers assigned looked at each other in dismay, showing expressions of difficulty and fear on their faces.

These men had undoubtedly heard more or less about the rumors of the Temple suppressing evil spirits.

At the moment, looking at the Magic Artifacts covered with yellow talisman paper, their heads tingled, and their backs chilled.

But under the deputy’s cold gaze, no one dared to defy orders.

They had to muster their courage, exchanging glances, then cautiously, almost holding their breaths, move forward in pairs, nervously picking up the bizarre items covered in talismans.

Their movements were as careful as holding live explosives, fearing any careless action would disturb the "things" sealed inside.

"Commander, you mustn’t! You absolutely mustn’t!"

The old Daoist saw the soldiers truly preparing to move those Soul-Sealing Magical Artifacts, his eyes reddening, rushing forward along with other two Daoists to fervently advise.

"Commander, please understand! Outside, the sun is blazing, the yang energy is at its peak! If these Magic Artifacts are exposed to the sun, the bound souls, whether good or evil, will be scorched by the extreme yang energy, dissipating instantly with no chance for reincarnation!"

The urgency and unwillingness marked the old Daoist’s face, his voice becoming more earnest: "This action harms the natural harmony, greatly diminishes moral virtue!"

"Heaven holds the virtue of life; even fierce ghosts or aggrieved spirits, if they haven’t committed unforgivable murders, shouldn’t suffer the punishment of complete annihilation. If forcibly destroyed, it might invite heavenly retribution, bringing disaster upon oneself!"

This was precisely why the old Daoist, despite spending years sealing these spirits and reciting sutras daily to dissolve their resentment, seeking ways of salvation, never easily chose destruction.

"Hmm?" Lu Xuan raised his eyebrows, slightly impatient, "Aren’t you an old Daoist losing morality, why worry so much?

Moreover, bring out your temple’s bottom drawer Temple Protection Magical Artifact and exorcism talismans for me."

His arm extended like a clamp, pulling the old Daoist to him without changing his expression, forcing him closer.

"You better prepare immediately, if anything goes wrong later on... I won’t spare anyone in your temple."

Lu Xuan had his own considerations.

He planned to personally eliminate these spirits entirely—this was currently the most direct and quick way he could think of to acquire system points.

To ensure no error, Lu Xuan ordered the Soul-Sealing Magical Artifacts to be moved under the blazing sun.

The extreme yang energy was naturally the nemesis of spirits; even if accidents occurred, talismans broke, those ghostly things under the scorching sun couldn’t exert more than a fraction of their power, unable to stir up much trouble.

No one could stop this, no one could prevent this!

Half an hour later!

A square within the temple had been cleared, and the previously bustling pilgrims had long been dispersed.

In the empty center of the square, only a dozen or so people stood, the atmosphere dense as if it could drip water.

The soldiers assigned to move the Artifacts had already retreated to the distant courtyard doors, peeking out, nervously watching the square’s center, their legs slightly trembling, ready to flee at any sign of trouble.

At the very center of the square, a dozen strange items—the purple gold basin, black gourd, bronze ancient mirror, etc.—were stacked chaotically together, with the yellow talisman paper glaring under the sun.

Around the items, many dry twigs were intentionally piled, the kind that ignites at a touch.

Realizing the inability to dissuade, the old Daoist succumbed to the situation’s pressure, sighed deeply, and hurriedly set up a simple ritual altar in front of the piled items, complete with incense, Peach Wood Sword, copper coins, etc.

Holding the Peach Wood Sword, with a heavy expression, he stood before the altar, ready to deal with any potential changes.

Meanwhile, Lu Xuan held a special material, slightly worn, yellowish-purple talisman in his hand.