Chapter 11 Power +2

Aunt Chen and Wang Jing crouched down as instructed, the Peach Wood Sword soared over their heads, shooting towards the Starving Ghost.

"Ah!"

The Starving Ghost let out a horrifying scream, frantically moving back.

No matter how fast it attempted to move, it was not faster than the Peach Wood Sword thrown by Xiao Mu.

It hadn't anticipated that in his bid to save people, Xiao Mu would abortively throw the Peach Wood Sword as a hidden weapon.

This being the case, if it did not step back, it would be killed by the Peach Wood Sword even before it could touch Aunt Chen and Wang Jing.

But...

Just as the Starving Ghost conceived the idea of retreating, it realized there was something wrong.

It was already too late for it to retreat.

The golden light from the Peach Wood Sword had already locked in on it.

Exorcise!

The eternal Divine Sound rang from within the sword, immobilizing it instantly.

Sizzles!

Black smoke evaporated instantly like a droplet in the sun, disappearing without a trace.

"Ah…"

Right before it died, the Starving Ghost let out a muffled wail.

Having just escaped the jaws of death, Aunt Chen and Wang Jing were still in shock.

Despite the Starving Ghost's disappearance, the harrowing event still lingered in their minds like a nightmare.

If Xiao Mu had been a moment slower, they probably would have been dead.

"Brother Mu, thank you!"

Snap back to reality, Wang Jing quickly expressed her gratitude to Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu gave a slight nod, but he looked a bit weary. His last attack had almost sucked all the Xuanmen Zhenggang energy within him, and he was still regaining his strength.

However, he was thrilled at heart as he had heard a voice at the very moment the Starving Ghost was killed: Power +2 (Beginner Energy).

This Starving Ghost proved to be much stronger than the previous Hanging Ghost, granting him two energy points at once.

"Husband, Husband!"

Aunt Chen gave Xiao Mu a grateful look before swiftly turning her attention to her husband Zhao Sinan's soul in the corner.

After the Starving Ghost was killed, Zhao Sinan's soul seemed to slump to the floor, still appearing listless without any reactions.

Apparently, it had lost consciousness due to a significant amount of its soul power being absorbed by the Starving Ghost.

"Husband!"

Aunt Chen attempted to grasp Zhao Sinan, but her hand merely passed right through him.

Zhao Sinan was a spirit, and without any magical power, she was unable to touch him.

"Your husband..."

Xiao Mu walked over and picked up his Peach Wood Sword. Taking a look at the unconscious Zhao Sinan, he spoke to Aunt Chen regretfully: "Aunt Chen, stop calling him. The soul power of your husband has been greatly drained by the Starving Ghost, and he's lost his consciousness. He can't hear you."

"Lost his consciousness?"

Aunt Chen looked dazed.

She was well aware of what it meant to lose consciousness. For a soul, it was akin to a living person suffering from severe dementia or being brain-dead.

She looked at Xiao Mu and, as if suddenly realizing something, grabbed his hand and pleaded: "Little Mu, you can save him, can't you? You can save my husband right? Please save him. I will give you anything you want if you can save my husband. I am wealthy, really. Even if you want my house, I will give it to you as long as you can save my husband."

"Brother Mu, please help Aunt Chen."

Soft-hearted Wang Jing also pleaded to Xiao Mu on behalf of Aunt Chen.

She felt sorry for Zhao Sinan. Not only had he become a ghost after his death, he was even mentally lost.

"Let me give it a try."

Xiao Mu wasn't sure how to save a life, but his cultivation in Xuanmen Zhenggang led him to have an immature idea, thinking maybe it was worth a shot.

"Thank you, Little Mu, thank you!"

Aunt Chen expressed her gratitude earnestly, tearfully grateful.

"Thank you, Brother Mu."

Wang Jing too, thanked Xiao Mu, feeling equally grateful. She felt as though Xiao Mu's attempt to treat Zhao Sinan was a favor done for herself.

Xiao Mu nodded, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it directly onto Zhao Sinan's body.

Suddenly, a sliver of Xuanmen Zhenggang energy that had just returned was transferred from the palm of his hand into Zhao Sinan's body.

Xuanmen Zhenggang, which represents the righteousness of the human world, can restrain all kinds of evil ghosts, but it also nourishes ordinary souls.

As the Xuanmen Zhenggang was channeled into Zhao Sinan's body, his eyes suddenly blinked.

"Huh!"

Xiao Mu was immediately delighted, and immediately gathered more Xuanmen Zhenggang to continue inputting into Zhao Sinan's body.

Regrettably, the Xuanmen Zhenggang that had just been transferred into Zhao Sinan's body had dissipated in just a moment.

Zhao Sinan's body couldn't hold onto the Xuanmen Zhenggang that Xiao Mu was transferring.

A look of disappointment crossed Xiao Mu's face and he shook his head.

Perhaps Zhao Sinan could be saved, but it was certainly beyond his current abilities.

"Little Mu, how is it? Can my husband be saved?"

Aunt Chen anxiously looked at Xiao Mu, she had observed all his actions just now.

She was surprised to find that Xiao Mu could touch her husband's soul which she could not. Even more surprising was when Xiao Mu's palm touched her husband's soul, his eyes blinked. This immediately gave her hope.

Looking at Aunt Chen, Xiao Mu did not want to disappoint the old lady, deliberated his choice of words, then said, "Aunt Chen, your husband is severely injured. I can't save him for now, but, I can help you get him into the spirit tablet. I believe as long as you attend to him, offering incense in the morning and evening daily, there will surely be some improvement."

"In the meantime, I will try to think of other ways to save your husband. Is that okay?"

"Thank you, Little Mu, thank you!"

Aunt Chen gratefully thanked Xiao Mu again.

Xiao Mu nodded, said nothing more, grabbed Zhao Sinan's soul and walked over to the altar table and directly pressed it onto the spiritual tablet.

The intangible soul was instantly pressed into the tablet.

"Done."

Xiao Mu turned to Aunt Chen, "Aunt Chen, I have now put your husband into the spirit tablet, he can now enjoy the power of the incense fire. So, as long as you continue to offer incense, his condition will certainly improve."

"Thank you, Little Mu, thank you! I'm so thankful."

Aunt Chen was so grateful. She didn't know what to say to Xiao Mu. She tightly held Xiao Mu's hand expressing her gratitude over and over again.

"Thank you, Brother Mu!"

Wang Jing also thanked Xiao Mu and expressed her gratitude.

After modestly dismissing their praise, Xiao Mu began to search the floor.

He was searching for the energy crystal body.

There was no need to hide this from Aunt Chen and Wang Jing. After all, they were ordinary people, and didn't have the power or the intention to compete with him.

After the Hanging Ghost was killed, an energy crystal body was found on the floor of his room. There was no reason that there would not be one after the Starving Ghost was killed.

After a moment, Xiao Mu indeed found a small piece of energy crystal body on the floor at the location where the Starving Ghost had died.

Compared to the one from the Hanging Ghost, this energy crystal body was noticeably larger, almost twice as big.

Happy with his gains, Xiao Mu felt that his effort had paid off.

After bidding farewell to Aunt Chen and Wang Jing, Xiao Mu returned to his own place under their grateful expressions.