Half an hour later, Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing drove to the home of a deceased person.

By this time, two police cars were parked outside the victim's house, and a considerable number of people who had heard the news had gathered to watch.

"Xiao Feng, hurry up!" At this point, Lu Yuan, the president of the Yin Yang Master Association of J City, called out. He was already inside the fourth-floor apartment of the victim.

Xie Xiaofeng looked up to see Lu Yuan's head sticking out of a window, waving to him.

Two minutes later, the trio made it to the fourth floor. During this time, Ye Yuqiao had been sensing the Yin and Yang energies around them, but she hadn't detected anything unusual.

By the doorway to the victim's home stood a police officer with a stern look. As Xie Xiaofeng, Ye Yuqiao, and Tang Jing approached, the officer's eyes widened, and his expression turned vigilant.

Just then, Lu Yuan stepped out to explain to the officer, "They are all Yin Yang Masters here to assist us with investigating this case."

The officer immediately showed a look of surprise. He had seen many Yin Yang Masters during this series of cases but had not yet encountered three as young as they were.

After entering the victim's home, the sound of grieving was incessant; the victim's parents were distraught. The body of the deceased lay in the living room, while a police officer and a forensic doctor made notations nearby. Two additional officers were trying to console the family members while also attempting to gather some information about the victim.

The victim was a thirteen-year-old first-year middle school girl who, according to the medical examiner, had died suddenly in her room around six o'clock that morning.

Xie Xiaofeng walked over to the victim's body, squatted down, gently lifted the white cloth covering the body, and activated his Yin Yang Eyes. He wanted to see if there were any supernatural traces left on the victim.

After observing for a while and finding nothing, a disheartened Xie Xiaofeng covered the body with the white cloth again, rose slowly, and whispered to Lu Yuan, "Where is the girl's Yin Soul?"

"In the room!" Lu Yuan answered, then led Xie Xiaofeng, Ye Yuqiao, and Tang Jing into the victim's room.

As the room's door opened, what met their eyes were lively pink wallpapers and a bookshelf overloaded with trophies and certificates. Like the other youngsters who had died previously, this girl had also been exceptionally accomplished.

"Woo woo!" The plaintive, ethereal sobbing of a girl floated to their ears. Following the cries, Ye Yuqiao saw the ill-fated girl's Yin Soul, currently curled up in a corner crying.

After closing the door, Tang Jing swiftly went over to the girl, gently stroked her head, and quietly consoled her.

"Sister, I don't want to die! I want to go to school!" the girl cried as she looked up at Tang Jing, "Dad and Mom can't see me nor hear my voice; I'm so scared."

Seeing the girl in such a pitiful state, Tang Jing couldn't help but feel sad and shed tears, embracing the girl tightly.

After a while, the two separated, and the girl's mood had somewhat calmed down.

"Little sister," Xie Xiaofeng said from behind Tang Jing, "tell your brother what you saw this morning."

"I didn't see anything!" the girl replied, her expression pained, "Suddenly this morning, my chest started hurting a lot, I couldn't breathe, and I tried to scream for Dad and Mom, but no sound came out. After a while, I passed out. When I woke up, I was like this. The house was full of police officers, and then, seeing someone who looked just like me lying on the living room floor, I knew I had died!"

Completing her story, the girl started crying again, agitated by the memory.

"Did you have any nightmares last night?" Xie Xiaofeng asked further.

The girl shook her head.

Ye Yuqiao was scrutinizing the room, afraid to overlook any detail. Although there was no evidence, her intuition told her that the culprit must be Zhou Peng, the son of Li Xiulian's family. It was very possible that Zhou Peng's Yin Soul was hiding somewhere in the room, watching them.

But where was he hiding exactly? Why couldn't she feel even a trace of Yin Qi from him? Logically, his resentment should be very strong, and it should not be hard to find him.

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After leaving the home of the thirteen-year-old girl who had died suddenly and mysteriously, Lu Yuan rushed to another victim's house, accompanied by Xie Xiaofeng, Ye Yuqiao, and Tang Jing.

The victim was a ten-year-old boy, a piano prodigy who had just won the gold medal at the East Country Youth Piano Competition this spring.

Just like the thirteen-year-old girl's home, the boy had also died suddenly in his bed. When Ye Yuqiao and her group arrived at his home, they found his Yin Soul weeping bitterly in front of his favorite piano.

However, after some questioning, Ye Yuqiao made no discoveries.

After leaving the boy's house, on the way back to the hotel, Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help but sigh, "We're not making any progress at all!"

"Yes!" Lu Yuan echoed, understanding Xie Xiaofeng's feelings best after a month of investigating this series of cases, "Who knows which child will suffer misfortune tomorrow."

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The night was deep.

Ye Yuqiao, having waited eagerly for Tang Jing to fall asleep, finally saw her chance.

She transformed into a shadow and once again made her way to the Yang Wood Forest where Chen Hao was cultivating.

Like the previous night, she approached Chen Hao quietly, not wanting to disturb him, and tried her best to contain her Yang Energy from dispersing too much into the air.

However, as soon as she saw Chen Hao, he was lying on the ground, struggling in pain. Feeling the fluctuations of Chen Hao's Yang Energy in the air around him, Ye Yuqiao instantly knew that Chen Hao had encountered trouble and obstacles while practicing the "Return to Yang Spell."

She teleported behind Chen Hao and then held him in her arms, urgently shouting in his ear, "Boyfriend, it's Yuqiao, wake up quickly!"

Since Chen Hao was absorbed in a selfless void while practicing the "Return to Yang Spell," waking him up was an extremely difficult task.

After a pause, Ye Yuqiao inserted the index and middle fingers of her left hand into Chen Hao's left eye and directed all the Yin Qi from within the Nether King Orchid Heart into Chen Hao's body, expelling the Yang Energy that was running wild within him.

Ten minutes later, all the Yang Energy in Chen Hao's body had been forced out, but his body was covered in a layer of ice, and he had been frozen to death.

However, soon the Nether King's Heart would revive him.

"How annoying!" Ye Yuqiao grumbled under her breath, "How can I rest assured letting you cultivate alone like this!"

Afterward, before the ice on Chen Hao's body melted, Ye Yuqiao left; she didn't want Chen Hao to know she had been there.

But how could Chen Hao not know.

Thus, when he revived and opened his eyes, the first thing he did was ask himself, "Yuqiao was just here, and she doesn't want me to know she was. What a strange girlfriend, at least let me hold her before she leaves."

After a while, just as Chen Hao closed his eyes and prepared to practice the "Return to Yang Spell" again, suddenly...

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