Chapter 1 The Chase

Yuan Muye pushed Wang Baozhu away, rolling his eyes at her. He hadn't expected that she'd abandon her own husband just to possess him.

"Ouch!" Wang Baozhu stumbled back a few steps, steadying herself before shouting at Wang Dayong, "Don't you dare touch my man!"

Wang Dayong was already fuming, and Wang Baozhu's defense of Yuan Muye only fueled his anger. Unable to land a blow on Yuan Muye, he slammed his fist into the car.

The punch burst the car's tire.

Yuan Muye took a deep breath, a bit bewildered by the situation. If this woman kept flirting, he feared Wang Dayong might actually believe it.

"Sis, shouldn't you go and comfort your husband?"

Wang Baozhu waved her hand dismissively. "It's fine. He's not important to me. You're the one who matters."

Yuan Muye was speechless. This woman was truly sick, wanting to latch onto any man she saw. But he was certainly more tempting than ordinary men. After all, swallowing his soul would elevate an evil spirit several levels.

Still, this plump sheep wasn't so easy to devour.

Just as the atmosphere reached its peak tension, the system suddenly alerted him: "Warning! Danger approaching! Run!"

Danger?

Besides these two evil spirits, were there others lurking around?

Yuan Muye immediately inquired, "Are there more evil spirits nearby?"

"Not an evil spirit. Its aura is strong. You're no match. Just run!"

Not an evil spirit... then what could it be?

Could it be a demon?

But how could a demon appear in Jiang City?

As he pondered, the smile vanished from Wang Baozhu's face, replaced by a serious expression. She grabbed Yuan Muye's arm, her tone brooking no argument. "Come with me!"

Yuan Muye was taken aback. Had Wang Baozhu and Wang Dayong sensed the presence as well?

"Wife, it's coming! Why are you still bothering with this kid? We need to run, or we're dead if it catches us!" Wang Dayong, no longer angry, pulled at Wang Baozhu, urging her to leave.

Yuan Muye saw the terror on Wang Dayong's face, confirming that the newcomer was no ordinary being.

"I can't. I finally found such a high-level prey. I don't want to miss out," Wang Baozhu said, gazing longingly at Yuan Muye.

So, this woman truly saw him as prey!

"Even if you get him, it's useless if we're dead. We won't even have our lives!" Wang Dayong fretted.

Yuan Muye grew increasingly curious about the "it" Wang Dayong kept mentioning – the entity that could terrify him so.

Meanwhile, the system relentlessly urged Yuan Muye to flee.

Suddenly, Yuan Muye had an idea. Since Wang Dayong and Wang Baozhu were so afraid of this entity, why not freeze them here and let it kill them?

That way, he wouldn't have to lift a finger himself.

With that thought, Yuan Muye acted instantly, activating his Freezing Palm technique and striking towards Wang Dayong and Wang Baozhu. In the blink of an eye, ice encased them both.

Realizing what was happening, Wang Dayong tried to escape, but it was too late. His feet were frozen to the ground, and the ice rapidly spread throughout his body. Wang Baozhu suffered the same fate.

In the blink of an eye, the two were transformed into ice sculptures.

Without delay, Yuan Muye unleashed his Lingbo Weibu (nimble steps) and fled.

However, he didn't leave altogether. He wanted to see what exactly it was that inspired such fear in two high-level evil spirits.

If it was something truly dangerous, Yuan Muye knew he had to notify the authorities, or Jiang City might be doomed.

Yuan Muye hid in the shadows, his eyes glued to the scene where Wang Dayong and Wang Baozhu were frozen.

About two or three minutes later, the darkness was abruptly broken by light as the streetlights, previously extinguished, flickered back to life. It was clear that the entity was responsible.

Sure enough, as the streetlights illuminated the scene, Yuan Muye saw a dark figure land near Wang Dayong.

The oppressive black aura that had surrounded Wang Dayong and Wang Baozhu had vanished.

Distance obscured the figure's features, but Yuan Muye could see the intense black energy radiating from it – an ominous sight.

The energy resembled Yin energy, but it wasn't quite the same.

Most importantly, Yuan Muye couldn't discern what this entity was. All he knew was that its power surpassed his own.

Yuan Muye watched as the figure circled Wang Dayong and Wang Baozhu, and the ice encasing them melted away.

Seeing this, Yuan Muye's expression grew even more grave.

Just then, Ghost Advisor suddenly spoke, "My lord, the aura emanating from that being is familiar."

"Oh? Could it be someone from the underworld?" Yuan Muye asked, intrigued.

Ghost Advisor paused before replying, "No, but the aura is indeed familiar. I might have encountered it before."

Yuan Muye remained silent. He wasn't concerned with Ghost Advisor's possible acquaintance with the figure. What he wanted to know was its purpose in Jiang City.

On Wang Dayong's side, having been freed from the ice, he immediately saw the man standing before him and dropped to his knees without a word.

"Lord Hu, we did not intentionally come here. We'll leave at once. Please, don't be angry."

With that, Wang Dayong grabbed Wang Baozhu and tried to flee.

However, they were stopped by Lord Hu's voice.

"Did I say you could leave?" Lord Hu asked, his voice icy.

Hearing this, Wang Dayong hesitated, a sense of foreboding washing over him. Was this old monster going to kill them both?

Reluctantly, Wang Dayong turned back, looking at Lord Hu. "Lord Hu, what are your orders?"

Wang Baozhu, too, remained silent, head bowed, not daring to look at Lord Hu.

Lord Hu cast a cold glance at them. "Who was it that froze you just now?"

Even before arriving, he had sensed the chilling energy and was curious about its source.

Wang Dayong frowned, surprised by the question. He stammered, "I don't know who it was. We were trying to kill him and devour his soul, but he took advantage of our argument and froze us, then ran away."

Lord Hu's face remained impassive, revealing nothing of his thoughts.

Wang Dayong grew even more anxious and tentatively asked, "Can we leave now?"