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Before long, Cheng Yi arrived at a Southeast Asian travel company.

May and Bang were standing outside the door, anxiously looking around. When they saw Cheng Yi, they quickly came to greet him.

May said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, for inviting you over so late at night."

Cheng Yi waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite. Since you're calling me, it means you must have encountered a very difficult situation."

"Let me make this clear first, my fees aren't cheap. If I'm not skilled enough to solve it, I won't charge a penny. But if I can solve it, then I can name my price, and you can't haggle."

Ah May nodded vigorously and said, “Boss Cheng, my boyfriend and his friends have gotten into trouble with a sorcerer in Thailand. That sorcerer has already killed two of them. I’m afraid he will come after my boyfriend and my brother, so I came to ask a friend for help. But she said that the sorcerer’s power is above hers and that he is not easy to deal with. So, I thought of you.”

Cheng Yi smiled and said, "So, you think there's still a chance of winning in a two-on-one situation?"

Upon hearing this, Ah May blushed slightly, looking somewhat embarrassed. Cheng Yi said, "Let's go, let's meet your friends first."

The three walked into the company side by side. Cheng Yi followed them down the slightly dimly lit elevator shaft, slowly descending to a spacious underground lobby.

A strange smell filled the hall, and several braziers were burning with an unknown fuel, the leaping flames emitting an eerie light that illuminated the entire space.

A fairly large circular chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a dim, yellowish light that added a touch of mystery to the hall.

On the altar in the hall, a four-faced Buddha from Thailand was solemnly enshrined. The Buddha statue was dignified and majestic, but the dozen or so small jars placed around it made the atmosphere somewhat eerie. Cheng Yi guessed that these jars were probably used to raise evil spirits.

Standing in the hall was a woman in her late twenties dressed in a white suit. She had a graceful figure and her appearance did indeed resemble Zhong Shuhui by about 50%. However, there was a hint of coquettishness between her brows, and every move she made seemed to carry a certain alluring charm.

When she saw Cheng Yi, her expression changed drastically, and a look of surprise and awe flashed in her eyes.

She scrutinized Cheng Yi from head to toe, her eyes filled with examination and inquiry, before bowing and saying, "May I ask who you are?"

Cheng Yi remained calm and said slowly, "Cheng Yi is a man from the mountains who practices both Buddhism and Taoism."

Her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had discovered some rare treasure. She hurriedly took two steps forward and came to Cheng Yi's side.

She took a deep breath of the air around Cheng Yi, as if trying to detect some special signal.

Then, she slowly raised her hands, knelt down with a thud, leaned forward, and prostrated herself on the ground, bowing in an extremely devout manner: "Peng Mei, a Thai white-headed sorcerer, greets Your Excellency."

This sudden action startled Ah May and Ah Bang, who stared wide-eyed in disbelief, completely clueless as to what was going on.

They were fine just a moment ago, so why did they suddenly kneel down on the ground? They looked at each other, their eyes full of doubt. They wanted to do what Peng Mei did, but they felt they couldn't let go of their pride, and their bodies trembled slightly as they hesitated.

Cheng Yi waved his hand, plopped down on the sofa with a swagger, and said, "What does this mean? Stop lying down, everyone sit down."

Peng Mei, however, was not offended at all. She maintained a respectful posture, straightened her upper body, and said with a smile, "In front of Your Excellency, where would we have a seat? It is already a great privilege to have the opportunity to pay homage to Your Excellency."

Cheng looked at her, his eyes full of doubt, and asked, "Is this our first meeting? I'm quite puzzled by your respectful attitude towards me!"

Peng Mei bowed deeply and said with reverence, "As the master of the golden bloodline and a citizen, how dare you disrespect the King of Thailand?"

Cheng Yi was so shocked she almost jumped up from the sofa. She asked, "How did you know I have golden blood?"

Peng Mei slowly said, "In truth, it can only be a coincidence. When I was a child, I had a fortuitous encounter, and the cultivation technique I practiced had an extremely strong ability to sense blood."

Two years ago, as a representative, I had the honor of visiting the Grand Palace to meet the King of Thailand, and at that time I sensed the characteristics of the golden bloodline.

Seeing you today, this feeling is more than ten times stronger than the last time, which shows the purity of the golden bloodline within you.

Cheng Yi frowned and said, "So that's how it is. I'm not the King of Thailand, so you don't need to be so respectful to me. Please sit down."

Peng Mei then carefully sat down on the sofa, leaning forward as if ready to get up at any moment.

Cheng Yi then asked, "How many people, like you, can sense my golden bloodline?"

Peng Mei lowered her head slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "According to my speculation, to sense the golden bloodline, one must be like me, who has obtained a fragment of a Chinese cultivation technique, thus gaining some understanding and manipulation of blood, which is why I can sense the special nature of your bloodline. There are at most one or two people like that."

They are either exceptionally gifted, possessing extremely powerful mental perception, capable of seeing even the smallest details with their mental power, but such people are also very rare.

Moreover, your body is quite strange. From the outside, you look no different from an ordinary person. If it weren't for my magical power having some foundation and a little bit of skill, I might have overlooked it.

Therefore, you need not worry that your golden bloodline will cause trouble. Moreover, even if trouble does arise, with your strength, it will likely be nothing more than a minor ailment.

I was initially worried about Ah May, feeling somewhat intimidated by Naimi's profound magical power. However, with your help, I'm confident we can swiftly and decisively eliminate her weaknesses.

Cheng smiled and said, "You're so confident in me? Even I'm not absolutely confident myself."

Peng Mei gave a seductive laugh, a laugh that seemed to carry a certain bewitching power, and said, "How could that be? The closer I get to you, the more I can feel the fluctuations of your internal magical power, which far surpass mine. Even if Naimi is strong, under the natural level suppression of your golden bloodline, plus my assistance, she will definitely not escape her fate."

As she spoke, she swayed her hips and came to Cheng Yi's side, gently placing her hands on his thighs.

Cheng Yi frowned, her expression wary, and said, "You're not trying to seduce me, are you?"

Peng Mei's expression changed slightly, but her hands continued to move upwards inch by inch. She said, "If Your Excellency is willing to bestow your grace upon me so that I may be promoted to a high-level sorcerer, I am willing to give you everything I have."

A system notification suddenly rang in Cheng Yi's mind: "You have accepted the hidden mission. Reward: Blood Demon Technique Fragment: From the TV series 'The Legend of Shushan Swordsmen', featuring the character Blood Demon Cui Ying. It is the strongest demonic technique, which allows you to absorb the essence of living beings' blood to enhance your own magical power. The more you absorb righteous people, the more righteous you become; the more you absorb evil people, the more evil you become."

Cheng Yi felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing this, but he calmly opened his Heavenly Eye.

Under his divine eye, he saw a green halo surrounding Peng Mei, which put his mind at ease.

He didn't continue Peng Mei's sentence, but turned to Ah May and said, "Tell me in detail how you offended that sorcerer, and also tell me how he retaliated against you."

Ah May glanced at Ah Bang beside her, her eyes filled with fear and hesitation.

Abang took a deep breath and slowly recounted his and his three brothers' experiences during their vacation in Thailand.

They met Naimi in Thailand and helped him defeat a pair of sorcerers, thus becoming friends with him.

Later, Naimi's sister fell in love with him, so Naimi cast a love spell, but due to a misunderstanding, she mistook the person for someone else and ended up being stabbed to death.

In a panic, the four brothers fled back. After returning to Hong Kong, two of the four brothers had already died. Ah Jiang also fled to the shamanic master, hoping to find a way to escape this calamity, but he didn't know if he would be able to get what he wanted.

After listening, Cheng asked, "Do you have any countermeasures?"

Peng Mei said, "I have already sent a little devil to find him and negotiate with Nai Mi. However, according to my guess, his ruthless revenge may have led him to the demonic path. There is no chance that we will reach an agreement."

Cheng Yi said, "Since we know we can't reach an agreement, we might as well just attack."

Suddenly, several eerie gusts of wind howled back from outside, carrying with them childlike laughter that echoed eerily in the dimly lit hall.

Peng Mei's expression hardened, and she stepped forward, demanding, "Have you found Naimi?"

Several gusts of cold wind instantly flew back into the jar, and laughing voices came from inside the jar. After exchanging a few words with the voices inside the jar, Peng Mei's expression changed slightly, and she looked at Cheng Yi and said, "We've found Nai Mi. He has already killed your brother and is currently killing people to cultivate the Half-Ghost Spell. He has completely fallen into the demonic path."

"A half-ghostly curse? What is that?" Cheng Yi frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

Peng Mei explained, "This is a very advanced form of black magic. There is one condition for cultivating half-ghost black magic: one must kill people continuously, using human blood to nourish the entire body, and seize the soul to reach a state of being half-human and half-ghost, with the soul leaving the body. Although the soul leaves the body, it still retains all the sensations of the physical body. Even if the body is destroyed, the soul can be reborn by attaching itself to the body of another person."

As she spoke, Peng Mei looked at Ah May and continued, "Nai Mi will definitely come to kill Ah Bang and then take you away."

May was startled and instinctively grabbed Abang's arm, her hand trembling slightly with fear.

Peng Mei continued, "If Naimi's initial goal was to avenge his sister, from the moment he saw you, his ultimate goal became to possess you."

May and Abang exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep fear in each other's eyes.

They knew in their hearts that in the face of a powerful sorcerer, they were like lambs to the slaughter, without even the right to resist.

At that moment, Cheng Yi clearly saw Peng Mei glance at him almost imperceptibly out of the corner of her eye. Cheng Yi thought to himself, "Damn it, did this woman discover something?"

Suddenly, Abang shuddered violently, as if controlled by an invisible force, and stood up straight.

Immediately afterwards, a strong force pushed Ah May away, and Ah May cried out in surprise as her body fell backward uncontrollably.

Cheng Yi sat on the sofa, his eyes and hands moving swiftly. With a wave of his hand, his magic power emanated from his body as if it were tangible, and he caught Ah May steadily, pulling her into his arms.

When everyone looked at Abang again, they saw that something had tightly gripped his neck, his feet were off the ground, and he was struggling desperately in the air, making gurgling noises in his throat, his face turning red, as if he was about to be strangled to death at any moment.

May screamed in terror, tears welling in her eyes. She turned to Cheng Yi, her eyes pleading, and cried, "Boss Cheng, please save Abang!"

Cheng Yi said calmly, "Don't worry, he won't kill Abang."

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Abang was thrown out by a tremendous force, flying more than a meter into the air before crashing heavily into the wall. He then slid down helplessly, spitting out a mouthful of blood and passing out.

Peng Mei said, "I will go to negotiate with him now. If there is any danger, I hope you can lend me a hand."

Cheng nodded, turned to look at Ah May, and said, "You stay here and call an ambulance to save Ah Bang's life first."

Twenty minutes later, in a pitch-black alley, where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face and a stench of decay filled the air.

A muscular, shirtless man stood there, with a corpse lying at his feet. Blood was gushing from the corpse, and the man was pouring the blood onto himself while muttering incantations.

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing, snorted coldly, and said, "Come out. You exude the unique energy of a sorcerer, which can't be hidden from me. Was that brat you sent earlier? A mere intermediate-level sorcerer dares to cause me trouble? He's simply courting death."

Peng Mei emerged from the shadows and sneered, "Nai Mi, you're only temporarily one level above me. Is being a high-level sorcerer such a big deal?"

Naimi raised his head and laughed loudly, "So, you know nothing about the differences between ranks. No wonder you dare to stand up for that dead man, Abang."

Peng Mei said, "Although they killed your sister, you've already killed all three of them. Shouldn't that be enough?"

"Enough? Did my sister die in vain? What's wrong with me avenging my sister?" Naimi's eyes flashed with a crazed light.

“However, you have killed so many people, yet your violent aura has not subsided. Although your magical power has become even stronger, your heart has already fallen into the demonic path,” Peng Mei said with a furrowed brow and a serious expression.

"So what if I'm righteous? So what if I'm evil? Anyone who dares to stop me, I'll slay immortals and devour Buddhas." Naimi's voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, filled with madness and determination.

"Nai Mi, you are too arrogant. There are always people more capable than you, and there is always a higher level to reach. Even if you have mastered the Half-Ghost Subjugation, it does not mean that you are invincible."

Naimi smiled sinisterly and said, "I dare not say I am invincible, but killing a mere third-rate sorcerer like you would be effortless for me."

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Who goes there? Come out!"