The most useless spiritual root at the beginning, I just want to play badly

Lin Chang'an nodded and said softly, "You don't have to be so polite. I'm not asking for anything in return. I'm just doing what I have to do. As for the help you mentioned, we'll talk about it again when we have the chance." He didn't discuss the matter in depth, but continued, "City Lord, I will continue to investigate the Demon Cult, but I'm not in a rush to decide on any action."

Bing Zhentian stared deeply at Lin Changan, awe gradually rising in his eyes. "Okay, I understand. Please be careful, Holy Son. The Demon Cult's conspiracy is far more complicated than we imagined."

Lin Chang'an walked out of the study, put away the black scroll, and cast his eyes on the group of people outside the door. When Uncle Qiu saw him, he immediately stepped forward, his face full of uneasiness.

"Son of God, what happened before...it was really my uncle Qiu's fault. I beg you to be magnanimous and forgive me this time." Uncle Qiu lowered his head, his tone sincere, and it was obvious that he was truly repentant.

Lin Chang'an smiled faintly, without saying a word. He simply glanced at him calmly, then turned and walked forward. Uncle Qiu was stunned by this and followed him, but he knew that if Lin Chang'an was truly angry, he would have no chance of recovery. Seeing that he didn't say anything more, Uncle Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and quietly stepped aside.

At this moment, Bingyan hurried over, looking anxious. She looked at Lin Changan with a questioning look in her eyes, "Brother Lin, what exactly does father want to talk to you about?"

Seeing her face full of questions, Lin Changan's eyes were gentle, but his tone was a little cold. "Nothing, probably just some trivial matters." After that, he said no more and turned to walk towards the guest room to rest. Bingyan saw this and felt a sense of loss. She watched him leave but could not ask any more questions.

At the same time, the Xue family also received news of Lin Chang'an's decision to go to the Undying Village. Xue Ming and several other Xue family members were plotting, with a cold light flashing in their eyes.

"This time, he dared to go to the Undead Village. I wonder if he knows what he is doing." Xue Ming sneered, "Wouldn't it be better if we can get rid of him on the way?" His eyes were gloomy and he had already made a decision in his heart.

Several people exchanged glances and secretly planned to attack Lin Changan on his way out.

Three days later, Lin Chang'an packed up and prepared to leave the City Lord's Mansion. He first went to Bingyan's room, whispered a few words of comfort to her, and urged her to be careful. Then, he turned to Bing Hongbin, left some talismans and elixirs, and asked him to take care of himself.

"You must be careful." Bingyan finally couldn't help but speak, with a hint of reluctance and worry in her eyes.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Lin Changan responded briefly, his eyes slightly softened, but still couldn't conceal his inner calmness and determination.

Bing Zhentian walked up to him and said earnestly, "Son, thank you for your care these days. If Bingyan has any inconvenience, please let me know."

Lin Changan nodded slightly and said, "No need to thank me, Lord Bingcheng, you don't have to be so polite." After that, he turned and left.

However, Bing Hongbin was reluctant to leave and followed Lin Changan closely: "Brother Lin, I want to go with you too, and my father agrees."

Seeing this, Bing Zhentian's eyes flashed with hesitation, but he finally nodded, "Since he insists, you should be careful along the way."

Uncle Qiu also volunteered to go along, wanting to escort Lin Changan.

The journey was uneventful, as if all the troubles had subsided for the time being. The peaceful journey made Lin Changan feel a little uneasy. However, as the afternoon wore on, the three of them approached a small bridge, and suddenly their eyes lit up.

A woman in red, with flowing hair and a cold, elegant face, stood on the bridge. She stared intently at the three of them, emitting a powerful aura, as if she had already sensed their arrival.

Lin Changan frowned slightly and became alert. "Be careful." He whispered to Bing Hongbin and Uncle Qiu.

The woman in red stood in the middle of the bridge, murmuring softly, "Husband, husband..." Her voice was soft yet eerily unsettling. Her long hair swayed in the wind, and she exuded a captivating aura. But her expression lacked a smile, only a blank stare.

Lin Chang'an's brow furrowed slightly, his intuition telling him that this woman was no good. Suddenly, he realized that he, Bing Hongbin, and Uncle Qiu beside him were all unable to move. With a shudder, he realized he had been struck by some strange spell. The woman in red had clearly cast a soul-stealing spell. Even with his powerful spirit, he couldn't break free anytime soon.

His eyes quickly swept over to Bing Hongbin and Uncle Qiu beside him, only to see them still standing stiffly. Suddenly, they embraced each other, their expressions dazed, completely unaware of what was happening around them. Bing Hongbin murmured softly, "Madam...Madam..." Uncle Qiu also murmured, "Madam, Madam..." This scene stunned Lin Chang'an.

Hearing these words, he felt extremely embarrassed, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes - these two people were obviously cast under some kind of spell by the woman in red, causing them to hallucinate and mistakenly believe that they were hugging "the lady".

Lin Chang'an's mind moved, and he exerted all his strength to mobilize the spiritual energy within him, forcibly breaking free from the restraints and regaining his ability to move. As he moved, the woman in red seemed to notice him, and he suddenly leaped forward, charging towards her and swiftly launching his attack.

The woman in red sneered, her body swaying as she quickly retreated, avoiding Lin Chang'an's attack. At the same time, her face suddenly changed. Her once beautiful features gradually distorted, transforming into an ugly face covered in mottled scars. That face wore a terrifying smile, and her eyes revealed a mad and twisted evil.

Lin Chang'an's heart tightened, and he immediately adjusted his attack, preparing to strike again. However, his gaze fell on Bing Hongbin and Uncle Qiu, and he saw that they were still trapped in the illusion, unable to extricate themselves. Bing Hongbin and Uncle Qiu were still hugging each other tightly, constantly calling out, "My wife, my wife..." They were completely unaware of where they were.

Lin Chang'an frowned, determined to break the spell as soon as possible to restore their consciousness. The woman in red before him had revealed a ferocious expression, and he wouldn't let his guard down any longer.

Lin Chang'an's gaze was determined, and his mind quickly formed a clear idea: the root of all this must be the woman in red before him. Only by defeating her could this situation be completely resolved. He suppressed his inner anxiety and began to concentrate on finding a way to deal with her.

The woman in red before him seemed increasingly unusual. Not only was her hideous face chilling, but the aura surrounding her also grew increasingly eerie, as if she were fused with the sinister forces of heaven and earth. Lin Chang'an's gaze narrowed, realizing he couldn't fathom the woman's realm. Her cultivation seemed profound, and impossible to gauge using conventional methods.