Chapter 321: Blood Jade Burial Object

Chapter 321: Chapter 319: Blood Jade Burial Object

“Dr. Yang, how should we deal with these things?” Tang Zhen’s voice carried a suppressed urgency.

“Dig everything up first. I need to inspect them all to determine which items have heavy Yin energy affecting Tangtang. Otherwise, she’ll just be haunted by vengeful spirits again in a few days,” Yang Xun said with a serious expression.

Tang Qingquan nodded hurriedly and instructed, “Tang Zhen, go gather a few trusted people in the house and dig up those spots in the courtyard.”

“Yes!” Tang Zhen nodded and quickly turned to leave.

The servants living in the house had been with the Tang family for many years, making their character absolutely trustworthy. Even though they were woken up in the middle of the night, no one complained. Armed with shovels and crowbars, they began excavating the designated spots in the courtyard.

Tang Qingquan stood on the veranda, his expression complex and heavy as he watched the earth being turned over.

The first spot they dug was under the osmanthus tree in the southeast corner of the courtyard. The shovels had gone down less than a foot before striking something hard. Several people worked together to lift the object out—a box wrapped in tarpaulin. Subsequently, identical boxes were unearthed from four other locations, all of them lined up in the courtyard.

“Open them,” Tang Qingquan ordered. The servants immediately stepped forward to pry all the boxes open.

A musty smell wafted through the air, causing everyone to instinctively step back. Only Yang Xun and Zhao Linglong stepped forward, their eyes scanning the contents of the boxes. After all, these were items excavated from a tomb. The majority inevitably carried Yin energy, though it wasn’t particularly heavy—just the natural taint of misfortune accumulated over the years.

That was, until he picked up a dark red jade stone the size of a fist. The moment his fingers brushed its surface, a bone-piercing chill shot up his fingertips.

Yang Xun’s pupils shrank slightly. In his hand was a piece of completely dark red jade, roughly the size of an adult’s fist. Faint crimson veins were visible on its surface, twisting and intersecting like blood vessels. As soon as this object was brought out, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop. Yang Xun could clearly feel the Yin energy surging around the Blood Jade like a living creature.

“Found it,” he said in a deep voice, drawing everyone’s gaze to the Blood Jade.

“So this is the cursed thing that harmed Tangtang! I’ll smash it myself!” Fu Yaning, emotionally agitated, rushed forward to snatch the Blood Jade.

Yang Xun was quick; he immediately stopped her. “Don’t move! This isn’t ordinary jade.”

Tang Zhen hastily pulled Fu Yaning into his arms, comforting her softly, “Ya, calm down. We need to trust Mr. Yang; he can definitely solve this.”

Recalling the constant fear and anxiety of the past few days, Fu Yaning’s face streamed with tears. Deep down, she even harbored some resentment toward her father-in-law for burying such things in their home.

“Mr. Yang, you’re saying this piece of jade is what affected Tangtang?” Tang Qingquan asked in astonishment. To him, it just looked like a piece of jade of exceptional quality.

Yang Xun nodded. “This is a Blood Jade. It’s mostly Funeral Jade that was stuffed into the mouths of the deceased when ancient nobles were buried. As the corpse decomposed, blood would slowly seep into the stone. After hundreds of years of soaking, ordinary white jade would turn into this dark red color.

“Looking at the quality of this jade, it’s no ordinary Funeral Jade. It might have been used to suppress the deceased’s Yin energy.”

He held the jade stone up. Zhao Linglong stood beside him, and the moment her gaze touched the Blood Jade, she jerked back half a step, her face instantly draining of color. She gripped the Amulet on her chest tightly, her voice trembling slightly, “That… that jade has something on it… Something black. It looks like a living thing moving.”

Yang Xun’s gaze fell on the Blood Jade, his tone growing a few degrees more serious. “Although the other items in this house also carry Yin energy, combined, they don’t amount to a tenth of what’s in this Blood Jade.

“If you hastily smash or throw away the Blood Jade, the seal will be broken. The Yin energy inside will scatter, and the consequences will be unimaginable.”

“Then what do we do?” Fu Yaning’s voice carried a crying tone. “Are we supposed to just leave it in the house forever? How will Tangtang get better?”

Yang Xun checked the sky. It was already getting dark; the last trace of the afterglow was slowly sinking below the horizon, dyeing the entire sky a deep, dark red.

“Dealing with this Blood Jade requires taking action at noon, when the Yang Qi is at its strongest. I will seal it with talisman paper first, and we’ll handle it tomorrow at noon.”

He pulled out the Amulet he had previously prepared for Zhao Linglong from his pocket and used the talisman paper to wrap the Blood Jade layer by layer. After confirming it was tightly sealed, he handed it to Tang Qingquan. “Find a safe place to put this for now. Don’t let anyone get near it.”

Tang Qingquan took the Blood Jade wrapped in talisman paper, his hands trembling slightly as if he were holding a hot potato.

“Also, have all the servants temporarily leave the old house. Tonight, other than your own family members, do not let outsiders stay in the house,” Yang Xun instructed. “Although those Yin Souls have temporarily retreated, as long as the Blood Jade is here, they won’t go far.”

Tang Qingquan nodded repeatedly and immediately ordered the butler to arrange for the servants to take the night off and go home.

The night gradually darkened, and the Tang family’s old house was shrouded in silence. Yang Xun stood in the courtyard, gazing at the profound night sky in the distance. He dispersed a wisp of True Qi from his palm, extending it like invisible threads into every corner of the house.

Zhao Linglong stood beside him, clutching the Amulet at her chest with both hands. “They are outside the courtyard…” she said softly. “They haven’t come in, but they haven’t gone far either.”

Yang Xun nodded, withdrawing his gaze. “Tomorrow at noon, everything will end.”

“Xun, can you sleep with me tonight? I’m so scared,” she asked softly, a layer of mist welling up in her beautiful eyes.

Yang Xun’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he nodded.

He returned to his own room first. Only in the dead of night did he gently knock on Zhao Linglong’s door. He had only tapped once before the door opened. Zhao Linglong threw herself into his arms, her body trembling slightly.

“Xun, you mentioned before that as long as you extract the power from my body, I won’t have the Yin-Yang Eye anymore. Once Tangtang’s situation is resolved and we go back, we can…” She was too embarrassed to continue, but Yang Xun knew perfectly well she was consenting.

With a soft and fragrant beauty in his arms, his mind instantly began to wander. His burning hands continuously caressed her back, naturally sliding downwards.

“Mhm~~” Zhao Linglong let out a soft moan and looked up at him, a blush slowly spreading across her cheeks.

Yang Xun bent down slightly, supported her perky buttocks, and effortlessly lifted her into his arms, striding toward the bed.

“Ah! What are you doing? We’re at the Tang family’s house, you can’t fool around here!” Zhao Linglong cried out in alarm, her slender, fair legs kicking wildly a few times.

Yang Xun tossed her onto the bed and leaned over, pinning her down with a wicked smirk. “Where did your mind go? I’m just carrying you to sleep.

“But since you’re looking forward to it so much, I’ll let you get a feel for it tonight before I officially ‘treat’ you another day.”

He heavily emphasized the word “treat,” making Zhao Linglong even more shy.