After confirming that all the villagers had left the ancient house, Ye Yuqiao finally ended the function of the Stealth Stone and appeared beside Yang Shirong.

She lowered her eyes, looking at Yang Shirong with anger, and thought to herself that it was fortunate she had received this Stealth Stone earlier; otherwise, that brat Yang Shirong would have taken advantage of her.

This also made her realize that to not have the Nether King's Power protecting her body was indeed very dangerous.

Just then, Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing, who had been lying unconscious on the ground, finally started to stir.

Ye Yuqiao immediately showed a look of joy, thinking that Chen Hao must have safely brought back Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing's Yin Souls from the Eighteen Levels of Hell. She light-footedly moved towards Chen Hao.

However, Ye Yuqiao then noticed that Chen Hao still had not the slightest breath of life, and his Yin Soul had not returned to his body.

Suddenly, her heart trembled violently, and an ominous premonition swept over her.

"Goddess!" The voice of Xie Xiaofeng floated into Ye Yuqiao's ears, bringing her back from her anxious and worried thoughts.

Ye Yuqiao quickly looked towards the newly awakened Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing and asked with furrowed brows, "What about Chen Hao? Didn't he come back with you?"

After exchanging perplexed glances, both Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing shrugged, then Xie Xiaofeng asked with confusion, "Goddess, I don't understand what you mean. Where would Chen Hao have come back from with us? I only remember a hand patting me, and then I don't recall anything else."

"Ah!" Ye Yuqiao's frown deepened, worry plainly written across her face as tears began to gather in her eyes.

Seeing Ye Yuqiao so panicked, Tang Jing got up, walked over, and took hold of Ye Yuqiao's hand, urgently asking, "Yuqiao, what exactly happened? That jerk Chen Hao isn't in trouble, is he?"

"I don't know!" Ye Yuqiao shook her head at Tang Jing, "Just now, the Hand of Death hit you, and your Yin Souls were sent to the Eighteen Levels of Hell. To save you, Chen Hao personally went down to the Eighteen Levels of Hell. But now, you have both awakened, yet his Yin Soul has not returned!"

With that, Ye Yuqiao's face turned ashen, looking very somber.

After hearing Ye Yuqiao's explanation, both Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing showed shocked expressions.

After a moment of stunned silence, Xie Xiaofeng tried to console Ye Yuqiao, "Goddess, don't worry. Since Chen Hao was able to send me and Tang Jing back, he should be fine. Maybe he's been delayed by something, or perhaps he has made some new discoveries."

"Exactly!" Tang Jing chimed in, then hugged Ye Yuqiao.

"Hmm!" Ye Yuqiao nodded, her tension easing slightly.

At this time, in Yang Family Village. The villagers who had rushed to the ancient house returned home and found that the men, sons, or brothers who had fainted earlier had now woken up and were looking much better than before. Not long after, they gathered together again.

"Folks, did we perhaps misunderstand the village head and those kids earlier?"

"Yes, yes, look, my husband is fine now, right? And he looks much healthier than before. Could it be that those kids pacified the ghosts in the ancient house?"

"Oh dear, this is not good. Just now, someone who didn't know their own strength knocked the village head unconscious."

After nearly a quarter of an hour of discussion, the villagers once again swarmed towards the ancient house at the village entrance.

At the moment, Village Head Yang Weiguo was still lying there dazedly on the ground.

"Village Head, Village Head!" A few villagers rushed to Yang Weiguo's side and helped him up, "Are you alright, Village Head?"

Then, the rest of the villagers crowded around Yang Weiguo.

Amidst the noise, a villager handed him a bottle of water. After a few sips, Yang Weiguo gradually regained consciousness.

"Everyone, please listen to me," said Yang Weiguo weakly, unaware of the situation, "those few inside..."

"Village Head, no need to say more, we all understand! It was us who misunderstood you all, and we are here to apologize!" the old grandma who previously wanted to fight with Yang Weiguo interrupted.

"Ah!" Yang Weiguo's eyes lit up, surprised, "What has happened?"

"Well, Village Head, everyone is fine. The villagers who had fainted all came around, and they look much healthier than before."

Yang Weiguo immediately looked spirited! After a glance around at the surrounding villagers, he excitedly said, "Could it be that Mr. Chen and the others have gotten rid of the malevolent spirits in the house?"

"Let's go inside and check," a villager said, "Don't worry, we've all already rushed in once before, and there was no problem!"

"Okay!"

After that, Village Head Yang Weiguo led the villagers into the ancient house, straight to the second floor of the east annex, into the room where Chen Hao and the others had stayed.

Upon seeing Yang Shirong lying on the ground, Yang Weiguo just snorted and walked past him to Chen Hao, asking, "What happened to Mr. Chen?"

"It's a long story right now!" Xie Xiaofeng lamented, since Chen Hao's Yin Soul had not yet returned, he, Ye Yuqiao, and Tang Jing were all growing increasingly restless.

Xie Xiaofeng paused, then looked at Yang Weiguo with an expressionless face and said, "The malevolent spirit in the ancient house has been eliminated. Feel free to demolish it from now on!"

As he spoke, Xie Xiaofeng's gaze moved past Yang Weiguo to the villagers behind him. Noticing that several of the male villagers who had lost their yin souls now had them back, he continued, "The villager's infertility should have also been cured!"

"Ah! Really?" Yang Weiguo exclaimed excitedly, hardly believing his ears.

Behind Yang Weiguo, many of the villagers who heard what Xie Xiaofeng had said also became extremely excited, then burst into cheers and jubilation.

Watching the excitement on the villagers' faces, then glancing at Ye Yuqiao's dispirited appearance, Xie Xiaofeng said somewhat displeased, "If there's nothing else, everyone should disperse quickly, go home and have children. It's not good to stay here too long."

"Oh, right!" Yang Weiguo nodded repeatedly, turning to usher the villagers out, and arranging for two villagers to carry Yang Shirong away.

Once the room was quiet again, Yang Weiguo furrowed his brow and asked, "When will Mr. Chen wake up?"

Xie Xiaofeng shook his head and remained silent.

As night fell, Chen Hao still hadn't awakened, and by this time, Ye Yuqiao's face was ashen.

"Everyone, I'll go arrange for the villagers to stir fry a few dishes, let's eat first," Yang Weiguo said, breaking the dead silence.

"No need," Ye Yuqiao suddenly said coldly, "Since the issue with your village has been resolved, we should be leaving. Xie Xiaofeng, carry Chen Hao."

"Okay!" Xie Xiaofeng immediately nodded in agreement.

A few minutes later, Chen Hao and his companions were all in the van. Yang Weiguo stood outside the van, busy trying to persuade the four to stay, while also hastily expressing his gratitude to them.

"Let's go!" Xie Xiaofeng waved to Yang Weiguo and then started the van's engine.

"Thank you all so much, goodbye, and don't forget to call me when Mr. Chen wakes up!"

...

Late at night, eleven o'clock.

Chen Hao and company arrived in the downtown area of City C and checked into a hotel there.

After carrying Chen Hao into a guest room, Xie Xiaofeng left for their respective rooms with Tang Jing.

Finally, Ye Yuqiao couldn't hold back anymore, and she threw herself onto Chen Hao, weeping uncontrollably, sobbing, "Chen Hao, my Chen Hao, why haven't you come back!"

Half an hour passed, and the tears in Ye Yuqiao's eyes had dried up, her cheeks reddened and swollen from the scalding trails of hot tears, her heart gradually sinking into despair.

"It looks like I have to ask Zhao Chong for help," Ye Yuqiao thought to herself.

Since she currently lacked the Nether King's Power, she could not use her skills to send a covert signal to Zhao Chong, who was in the Netherworld. The only way was to cut her own skin with a knife, allowing the blood imbued with the Nether King's Power to seep out, and then inhale a small amount of the Nether King's Power into her body while it was still dissipating.

Having made up her mind, just as Ye Yuqiao was about to leave Chen Hao's embrace, suddenly, she distinctly felt a force tightly hugging her waist.

She opened her eyes wide and burst into tears again upon seeing Chen Hao's smiling face because she could feel that her Chen Hao had come back.

"Yuqiao, darling, don't cry," Chen Hao said gently patting Ye Yuqiao's back to comfort her, "I'm sorry, I was delayed by some things just now, so I came back a bit late!"

"Jerk! I thought you had died in Hell," Ye Yuqiao raised her hand and harshly slapped Chen Hao's chest, "You knew I'd be worried and scared for you. What could possibly be more important than me?"

"Yes, I'm a jerk!" Chen Hao nodded again and again, his hands moving from Ye Yuqiao's back to her face, "Of course, there's nothing in this world more important than you!"

"Liar! If that were true, why did you only come back now?"

"I met Zhao Chong. He took me to the Purgatory Fire Pool, told me a lot of things, and even asked me to unseal the Blade Soul of the Nether King's World-Slaying Blade!"

"Zhao Chong?" Ye Yuqiao's face, previously full of grievances, was replaced by deep puzzlement, "Why would he be in the Eighteen Levels of Hell?"

"He said he went to visit a friend. For the past eighteen years, he has gone once a month. You should know who that friend is, right?"

"Oh?" Ye Yuqiao responded lightly, quickly averting her eyes from Chen Hao's gaze. She knew very well that Zhao Chong's friend was her.

Chen Hao's face immediately showed displeasure as he asked, "Why are you avoiding my eyes? Do you have a guilty conscience?"

"There's no ghost, just a jerk!" Ye Yuqiao retorted.

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