The left side of the valley was reached quickly, but what Xiao Mu found in the valley didn't bring him much joy.

Some people were besieging a Yin Spirit. Xiao Mu happened to know the attackers—it was precisely Qin Yingying and her companions whom he met on the train.

"Eh! Big brother, you're here too."

Seeing Xiao Mu, Qin Yingying's face was filled with delight. She exclaimed softly, "Big brother, wait a moment. We're about to kill this Yin Spirit. Once it's dead, I can chat with you."

With that, she continued her attack.

The martial technique she cultivated was mysteriously the Buddha School's Great Compassion Palm. It had an innate restraining effect on spirits. Very quickly, the Yin Spirit was battered into a pitiful state, shrieking continuously, and its form was gradually weakening and becoming transparent.

However, after looking at the besieged Yin Spirit, Xiao Mu immediately let out a laugh.

This wasn't a Yin Spirit. It was merely an ordinary soldier's Yin Soul tainted with evil miasma.

A soldier's Yin Soul was far stronger compared to the female ghost they encountered earlier. Nevertheless, even so, under the siege of Qin Yingying and the other two, it was quickly on the verge of dispersing.

"Little girl, stop. This isn't an evil ghost. It's merely a Yin Spirit," Xiao Mu advised.

"A Yin Spirit?"

Qin Yingying paused, and subconsciously stopped attacking the Yin Soul. "Big brother, what did you say? This is a Yin Spirit, not an evil ghost?"

Xiao Mu shook his head, reminding her, "Indeed, this is a Yin Spirit, not an evil ghost. Little girl, you won't get an Energy Crystal from killing these kinds of Yin Spirits."

"This..."

Qin Yingying was stunned. She looked at the Yin Spirit, and then at Xiao Mu, her face falling with disappointment.

"Yingying, don't listen to him! This is definitely an evil ghost, not a Yin Spirit. He's deliberately telling you this so that he can kill it and obtain the Energy Crystal for himself once we leave." With these discordant words, Xiao Wu voiced out.

"If I wanted to rob you of your items, I wouldn't need to say all this."

Xiao Mu shot Xiao Wu a glance. He took out a Peace Talisman and aimed it at the soldier's Yin Soul.

"Efficacious!"

As soon as the Peace Talisman stuck on it, the evil miasma tainting the soldier's Yin Soul immediately disappeared, revealing its true form: the semblance of a soldier. Faintly, one could make out the uniform armor on its form.

"Thank...thank you."

The soldier's Yin Soul bowed towards Xiao Mu in thanks, its voice ethereal and lightly floating through the air.

"Ah! It..it really is a soldier!"

Qin Yingying was startled, and Xiao Wu and Tang Zhan, who were in the midst of battle, were also stunned.

If they were still doubting Xiao Mu's words earlier, there was no trace of doubt left in them now.

Evil Spirits and ordinary Yin Spirits were different. This was because Evil Spirits all had their unique forms. Whether it was an ordinary Evil Ghost, a Grim Ghost, a Blood Demon or a Curse Ghost, none of them would look like a soldier armored in uniform as this one did.

Qin Yingying looked embarrassed. Tang Zhan was also a bit awkward, while Xiao Wu's face showed evident jealousy.

Xiao Mu ignored these three people's attitudes and looked at the soldier's Yin Soul, quietly shaking his head.

While this soldier's Yin Soul was a lot stronger than the female ghost earlier, it was not the powerful Soldier Soul he was hoping for.

Its power was too weak. What a pity!

"Haha! Hahaha! Good, a soldier's Yin Soul! As expected, I'm lucky!"

Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded from nearby. A Daoist, dressed in golden Daoist robes and carrying a golden gourd, rushed over.

"In haste like a divine runic command, swift!"

In the loud shout, a golden streak quickly shot out from the Daoist's hand, wrapping around the soldier's Yin Soul.

"Haha! Hahaha!"

With a wild laugh, the Daoist grabbed the soldier's Yin Soul with one hand and squeezed it. The soldier's Yin Soul was immediately squashed into a blob.

After that, the Daoist priest handed the Soldier Yin Soul to the Evil Spirit wrapped tightly with golden thread around it, following closely behind him.

"Hehe!"

The Evil Spirit swallowed the Soldier Yin Soul in one gulp and let out a creepy laugh.

"Evil ghost, evil ghost!"

This time, Qin Yingying and the other two finally saw with their own eyes what a real evil ghost looked like and retreated, screaming in fear.

"Huh?"

Xiao Mu's gaze immediately fell onto the suddenly appeared Daoist priest.

The Daoist priest appeared to be not weak in strength, perhaps even stronger than the Daoist Qing Yan he had seen before.

Xiao Mu looked over at the Evil Spirit led by the Daoist priest. Various Dao Talismans were stuck on the Evil Spirit, suppressing it, clearly the handiwork of the Daoist priest.

Seeing this, Xiao Mu's face darkened slightly, and he said in surprise, "Daoist friend is feeding Yin Souls to the Evil Spirit, are you not afraid of damaging your Yin Virtue?"

From the Daoist priest's actions, Xiao Mu had already figured out the reason why he did so.

The Daoist priest clearly thought that killing an Evil Spirit would only yield two grams of Energy Crystal. Therefore, he planned to feed it until it turned into an Evil Ghost or a Blood Demon before killing it.

By doing so, he could get four grams or even ten grams of Energy Crystal. The value he could obtain was undoubtedly doubled.

However, feeding Yin Souls to an Evil Spirit was undoubtedly an act that severely damaged Yin Virtue. It was equivalent to feeding a wolf with live humans, using live humans as wolf's food.

This kind of behavior caused catastrophic harm to Yin Virtue and Xiao Mu would never dare to do such a thing.

Yin Virtue cannot be visibly seen on the surface.

But once Yin Virtue is greatly damaged, one will inevitably encounter ill luck, even losing the chance to reincarnate after death, having to descend to the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

"Yin Virtue?"

Hearing Xiao Mu's words, the Daoist priest showed a face of disapproval, "This Daoist only cares about his own strength, unaware of something called Yin Virtue."

"Over and above that, people in the world do things in the world, Daoist friend you are intruding too much."

Having said that, the Daoist priest turned around and left.

He was unclear about Xiao Mu's strength and didn't want to stay longer.

Looking at the Daoist's departing figure, Xiao Mu couldn't help but sigh.

Xiao Mu couldn't tell how much Yin Virtue this Daoist priest had lost, but the thick dark energy on the Daoist priest's face couldn't escape his eyes.

This was ill luck. If Yin Virtue is greatly damaged, impending disaster is imminent.

Unfortunately, this Daoist priest is utterly ignorant of it.

After advancing into the Spirit Communication Realm, Xiao Mu's Spiritual Eyes were able to see much more, including ill luck.

Ill luck and death have similarities. If one touches ill luck, they will encounter disasters, and the biggest disaster is death.

This Daoist priest has impending disaster without knowing it, and he might not be far from death.

After bidding farewell to Qin Yingying and others, Xiao Mu started searching for suitable Soldier Yin Souls again.

Along the way, he encountered several Yin Spirits consecutively. None of them was the type Xiao Mu wanted. He casually used the Peace Talisman to remove the evil from Yin Spirits, allowing them to find peace.

With time, Xiao Mu's forehead gradually brightened up.

But he couldn't see this change himself, and neither could others.

In Xiao Mu's perception, he only felt that things suddenly went smoother and that he was more spirited than before.

Under blessings, good luck gradually increased, slowly reaching a limit ...

"Eh!"

A Yin Soul suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Mu. Xiao Mu's eyes lit up.

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