A master of metaphysics is farming.

The south of the city was already remote, and Xiang He ran quite a distance before stopping halfway up the mountain.

Turning to look at the ghost baby following closely behind, its small mouth was drooling, looking very greedy.

Xiang He, holding the large umbrella, tilted her head and asked, "Can you tell me when you appeared next to Xiang Lianmei?"

The chubby ghost baby floated in mid-air, blinking as if considering Xiang He's words. After a moment, a grin spread across its face. "N-I won't tell you~"

"..."

Xiang He had little patience. He took out a red rope with his right hand. This was a newly wrapped red rope, soaked in talisman water, which was much stronger and more powerful than the previous red thread.

"Since you won't tell me, I won't ask any more questions."

After saying that, she wrapped one end of the red string around her finger, and the long red string swayed in the air as her wrist moved.

The ghost baby looked bewildered; all it knew was that the person in front of it smelled delicious, and the blood smelled delicious too, so it must taste very good.

"Eat...I want to eat..."

As she muttered to herself, the mass of minced meat rushed towards her at lightning speed. Xiang He retreated and dodged, the red rope in her hand following her movements, wrapping around the tree trunk until it formed a complete circle.

The ghost infant, unaware of the danger, headed straight for Xiang He. Xiang He did not dodge, but raised the large umbrella in her hand and slashed it directly.

The ghostly infant was thrown back and slammed hard against the red rope behind it. "Ouch!"

It flew up again, and the tiny ball of curiosity touched the red rope. The place it touched instantly burst into flames.

It stared blankly at the blue smoke, "What...what is this...?"

"If you behave well, I'll send the underworld messengers to take you away."

"Where to go?"

"The underworld."

Seemingly understanding what it meant, the ghost baby shook its head repeatedly, "I don't want to... I want my mother."

Xiang He frowned slightly. "You are already dead."

"No! My mother will give birth to me very soon, very soon!"

It was somewhat agitated, but Xiang He remained remarkably calm. The ghost infant approached Xiang Lianmei, tempting her with words to eat the embryo, attempting to break free of her body. The person giving birth would only face death, and the yin energy released by the ghost infant during childbirth would bring misfortune to those around them.

Such a child is not human at all, but a monster that is neither human nor ghost and has no pulse.

Xiang He patiently coaxed, "If you listen to me, I'll have the underworld officials take you away, and you'll soon be reincarnated and reborn as a human."

The ghost infant seemed to see through Xiang He's intentions, its eerie green eye widening. "No! Let me go! Or I'll take your life!"

Before Xiang He could make a move, the ghost infant suddenly emitted a yin aura, and sharp blades of yin energy attacked. Xiang He dodged left and right, still holding a red rope in her hand.

Suddenly, she heard a crisp, clanging sound beside her ear. Xiang He's body trembled, and a wisp of yin energy brushed past her cheek. She looked sharply toward the source of the sound, but it was too far away to see clearly.

When the ghost infant saw Xiang He stop moving, it emitted an even stronger gloom.

It instantly enveloped her, and the minced meat gradually grew larger, its huge mouth opening as if to tear Xiang He apart. Just as it stretched out, its blood-stained teeth slashed through Xiang He's forearm, and a puff of green smoke rose out. Xiang He immediately took several steps back.

The red string on his hand loosened slightly, and the swollen head was still getting closer.

Enveloped in a gloomy, chilling atmosphere, Xiang He dared not linger any longer, gently pinching the end of the rope in her hand, "Heavenly Net Rope, Earthly Net Rope, the Ancestor bestowed upon me the Heavenly Binding Rope, let me draw an iron fortress on the spot..."

The words burst from his mouth, and Xiang He quickly formed hand seals, finally merging a drop of blood into the end of the rope. He then ran his fingertips along the red rope and pulled it taut with both hands—

The rope tightened rapidly through the tree trunk, binding the ghost infant in an instant.

It landed heavily, and Xiang He immediately opened his large umbrella and placed it on the ground to shield it, making it unable to move.

Xiang He summoned Song He again by forming a hand seal. Song He only frowned slightly when he saw the ghost infant, and wrapped the chain in his hand around it. Xiang He immediately put away the large umbrella.

"Master, that human body..."

Xiang He knew what he meant, and simply nodded slightly, "Don't worry, I will handle it properly."

Song He simply nodded, turned around and was about to leave with the ghost baby when the chains started clanging. Unexpectedly, the ghost baby struggled fiercely.

Its body trembled violently, and one eye was fixed on He's back. "A-Mother!"

Xiang He was shocked and turned around abruptly to look behind him. Xiang Lianmei was actually there!

Her face was dark and gloomy, her eyes were wide open with bloodshot whites, her cheeks were sunken and gaunt, and her hair was disheveled as she tilted her head to one side.

"You...give me back my child..."

Her voice was hoarse and deep, which immediately made Xiang He irritable. She grabbed the large umbrella and rushed forward, aiming it at her stomach.

Xiang Lianmei's body was as light as a willow catkin, allowing her to easily dodge the attack.

Seeing her flash behind him, Xiang He suddenly turned around, and Song He pulled on the chains to move backward.

The ghostly infant cried out, and Xiang Lianmei seemed to be driven to quicken her pace considerably.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Xiang He disregarded the force of her blows and struck Xiang Lianmei on the neck.

She fell to the ground, with Xiang He pressing down on her back and the large umbrella pressing down on her neck. She clawed at the ground with her hands and made a "woo-woo" sound in her throat, which was not human at all.

"My lord, please take the ghost baby and leave first. I can handle this."

"Please be careful in everything you do, Taoist priest."

Song He dragged the ghost baby toward the dark vortex, while Xiang He restrained the crazed Xiang Lianmei.

As soon as Song He disappeared, Xiang He grabbed Xiang Lianmei by the back of her collar, pulled her up, and threw her against a tree, where she slammed heavily against the back.

Taking advantage of her pain, Xiang He grabbed the large umbrella again, aimed the tip at her stomach, and thrust it forcefully—

"Ugh!~"

A stench, accompanied by vomit, assaulted Xiang He's sense of smell. She immediately pinched her nose, staring at the black chunks of flesh she had vomited, and clenched her fists, trying to suppress her nausea.

But the smell was so pungent, it assaulted her senses, and it almost made her vomit...

Now was not the time to be disgusted. Taking advantage of her vomiting, Xiang He immediately stepped forward and chopped her neck with a hand chop.

She immediately fainted. Xiang He reached out and pulled her aside, casually letting her lie on the ground. Xiang He then squatted down, took out a talisman, and silently recited a mantra to his lips. After a moment, he placed it on the piece of meat and then made a few strokes on the talisman with the two fingers of his right hand.

The flames instantly ignited, and the burning chunks of meat emitted an extremely foul odor. Xiang He pinched her nose and turned her head away, only getting up after the meat had been burned to ashes and disappeared.

Holding the large umbrella, she looked up at the mountain. She was certain that she had heard some noises just now, the sound of sharp blades clashing.

There must be a fight going on up there!

Xiang He tightened her grip on the large umbrella, glanced at Xiang Lianmei on the ground, and looked up again. Suddenly, she heard a rustling sound beside her ear and clicked her tongue softly.

He took out the mirror in his palm and explained everything, "Jinghua went to her house to steal the remaining fetus, and Shuiyue accompanied me to help her back."

Jinghua nodded repeatedly, "Daoist, please be careful, there's a fight going on up there."

"Ah."