Ch 12: The Ten-eyed Demon Lord’s Eye
Very quickly, Zhang Buran was brought before a building resembling a temple.
The enormous temple, with its red bricks and grey tiles, exuded an ancient atmosphere. Each brick and tile seemed to possess a very long history, yet showed no signs of significant damage.
It occupied at least several hundred square meters.
Zhang Buran was not unfamiliar with this place.
Ghost Binding Hall.
Evil Ghosts that were captured were usually sealed inside.
The Ghost Binding Hall’s doors opened without a breeze, the interior shrouded in an impenetrable darkness.
From inside the Ghost Binding Hall, a woman’s voice echoed.
“Zhang Buran, three years, you finally know to come back.”
Zhang Buran entered the Ghost Binding Hall.
Surrounding him was utter darkness; the door behind him slammed shut.
Immediately, tiny points of candlelight flickered overhead, gradually connecting to form a line, resembling a starry sky.
But within this Ghost Binding Hall, the red candlelight seemed rather eerie.
The candlelight illuminated the surroundings, revealing rows of rectangular talismans floating in all directions before Zhang Buran’s eyes.
On these talismans, various bizarre things were etched in lines.
There were monsters with horns, and hideous monsters with sharp teeth…
Each floating talisman sealed an evil ghost.
Before Zhang Buran, a red-haired woman stood with her back to him.
“Hey, these two ghosts, one General-Level, one King-Level, how much are they worth?”
Zhang Buran asked directly, pulling out a Ghost Collection Talisman and a red eyeball.
The red-haired young woman turned her head.
Before Zhang Buran was a refined and ethereal face, her pink hair falling naturally, like a beautiful girl stepping out of a manga, but with a hint of world-weariness between her brows.
Xia Yun, Hall Guardian of the Ghost Binding Hall.
Zhang Buran couldn’t discern Xia Yun’s emotions.
Xia Yun merely glanced at the eyeball and Ghost Collection Talisman in Zhang Buran’s hand, calmly saying: “He Yinzi has already reported it, about your exorcism at the Li Family.”
“The ghost you subdued is not an ordinary Ghost General Stage Evil Ghost.”
“You should have guessed, the eyeball of this ghost’s true form is one of the Ten-Eyed Demon Lord’s eyeballs.”
Xia Yun stared meaningfully at the red eyeball in Zhang Buran’s hand:
“What I didn’t expect is that you actually subdued the Ten-Eyed Demon Lord’s red eyeball as well.”
“So it is.”
Zhang Buran wasn’t particularly surprised, as he had already guessed.
The one-eyed monster’s green eyeball and the six-eyed monster’s red eyeball were both parts of the Ten-Eyed Demon Lord’s dispersed true form.
Xia Yun lightly swiped her finger, and two talismans floated over.
On the talismans, the shapes of two eyeballs were clearly visible.
“Since you killed the Ten-Eyed Demon Lord back then, we’ve been searching for its true form eyeballs.”
“Of the Ten-Eyed Demon Lord’s ten eyeballs, plus the two in your hands, we now have four under the Daoist Alliance’s control. The remaining six… are still missing.”
Xia Yun flicked her red hair, her body floating closer.
Xia Yun took the red eyeball from Zhang Buran’s hand.
The red eyeball struggled violently, but Xia Yun took out a Ghost Collection Talisman and slapped it on top.
The red eyeball was irresistibly absorbed into the Ghost Collection Talisman.
Xia Yun then took the talisman containing the green eyeball from Zhang Buran’s hand, saying:
“These two eyeballs, one is worth about 1 million, one is worth 3 million, a total of 4 million…”
After hearing this, Zhang Buran nodded in satisfaction.
“You still owe me 2 million, so I’ll deduct 2 million, giving you only 2 million.” Xia Yun then added.
“Wasn’t that 2 million a voluntary gift from you!”
Zhang Buran was immediately displeased.
Half of his hard-earned money gone just like that?
Xia Yun stared at Zhang Buran with a cold expression.
Zhang Buran felt a little uneasy under her gaze, and finally could only wave his hand and say: “Fine, fine! Consider it repaid! Really, it’s not like you’re short of 2 million…”
Afterwards, Zhang Buran turned to leave.
“Wait.”
Xia Yun called out to Zhang Buran, who was about to turn away: “Now that your magic has returned, there’s something I should tell you.”
“The ghost that killed your mother, father, and grandfather… has broken its seal and returned to the Human Realm.”
Zhang Buran’s departing body paused, his jaw clenched, veins bulging on his forehead.
“Then I will kill it with my own hands!”
“I could kill the Ten-Eyed Demon Lord, so I’m not afraid of it!”
…
After leaving the Ghost Binding Hall, Zhang Buran felt quite dejected.
From Xia Yun, he learned that the ghost that killed his parents and grandfather had been resurrected!
That ghost… was incredibly powerful.
Even Zhang Buran’s grandfather, risking his life, had only managed to barely seal it.
Now that it had broken its seal, the task of slaying the ghost naturally fell upon Zhang Buran.
Sigh… why so many worries lately?
Zhang Buran still decided to check on Wen Chuhan, who was hospitalized.
Arriving at the hospital and entering the ward, he saw a crowd of people gathered around.
The moment they saw Zhang Buran, most of their faces fell.
“Zhang Buran, how dare you come back!” Ouyang Hong’s angry shout came first.
Then, Wen Churou glared at Zhang Buran with hostility.
“You waste, quickly divorce my elder sister!”
Wen Churou’s current imposing demeanor didn’t look like someone who had just been kidnapped.
Zhang Buran ignored them, going straight to Wen Chuhan’s bed and kneeling down.
Wen Chuhan stared at him coldly.
Her gaze was as if she were looking at an unimportant stranger, even with a hint of disgust.
But it didn’t matter; Zhang Buran was only concerned about Wen Chuhan’s condition.
Zhang Buran softly asked: “Chuhan, how are you feeling? Is anything uncomfortable?”
“Sir, may I ask who you are?”
Wen Chuhan’s words left Zhang Buran stunned.
After a long while, Zhang Buran finally came to his senses.
“I… I’m Zhang Buran.”
Wen Chuhan didn’t hide the disgust in her eyes, disdainfully glancing at Zhang Buran, arms crossed: “I know you’re Zhang Buran, my nominal husband? You look so ordinary, how could I have let you marry into our family?”
Seeing Wen Chuhan’s cold attitude towards him.
Zhang Buran seemed to see the Wen Chuhan from three years ago, the one who disliked him immensely.
Over the past three years, Zhang Buran had used his warmth to gradually change Wen Chuhan’s attitude.
But the Wen Chuhan before him now seemed like the one from three years ago, the one who had been so disdainful of him.
Wen Tianqing, who had been silent, spoke: “Zhang Buran, the doctor said Xiaohan suffered brain damage and has amnesia. She may not remember anything from the past three years.”
Before Zhang Buran could process this information, Ouyang Hong pointed at him again:
“Zhang Buran, now’s the perfect chance! Xiaohan has amnesia, you should divorce her!”
“Yes, yes! Elder Sister, you must divorce him quickly! He’s a waste, completely unreliable in critical moments. Where was he when Elder Sister had her car accident?” Wen Churou chimed in.
Zhang Buran’s voice choked:
“Chuhan, you really… forgot everything?”
“Forgot our three years together?”
Wen Chuhan’s eyes remained cold:
“I’m sorry, Mister Zhang, you’re just a stranger to me now.”
“I like Gu Yun.”
As she spoke, Wen Chuhan placed her delicate hand on the hand of a man beside her, Gu Yun.
Gu Yun and Wen Chuhan exchanged loving glances, their eyes full of tenderness.
Wen Chuhan even showed a girlish shyness that Zhang Buran had never seen before.
But Zhang Buran had never seen Wen Chuhan act so shy…
Gu Yun looked at Zhang Buran, a mocking smile on his lips: “I’m sorry, Zhang Buran, you’re ultimately just an ordinary person, unworthy of Wen Chuhan.”
“You’ve clung to her for three years, you should be satisfied.”
“That’s right, don’t dream of climbing the social ladder from being a poor kid and marrying into our Wen Family!” Ouyang Hong’s sharp words revealed her spiteful nature.
