Chen Yu took advantage of this opportunity. She stretched out a finger, and using the spiritual power of the compass, she drew a talisman in between Zhang Ziyang’s brow, sealing all the vitality of the young man in his body.
After the last stroke,the talisman seal struck, and the black hole, originally the size of a table tennis ball, suddenly began to shrink and eventually shrunk into the size of a black dot suppressed under his brow by the talisman seal. Chen Yu raised her hand and withdrew the compass. Daoist Zhao also took advantage of the moment and stopped channeling spiritual qi. He staggered and fell into the chair behind him.
“How is it?” When Mother Zhang saw the two stop moving, she immediately asked worriedly.
Daoist Zhao first glanced at Chen Yu, but Chen Yu was looking down, thinking of something, so he could only explain by himself, “Young Master Zhang’s condition is under control for the time being, but too much of his vitality was sucked away before. I’m afraid…”
“Afraid of what?” Mother Zhang urged apprehensively.
“I’m afraid he won’t be able to wake up,” Daoist Zhao sighed.
“What do you mean he won’t wake up? Is my son saved or not?” Mother Zhang asked hysterically.
She originally thought her son was suffering from an acute illness. The doctors were at their wits’ end, but the Daoist priest her daughter had brought in told her that someone had ensnared her son using magic. Now that they managed to stabilize her son’s condition, the Daoist priest next told her that her son might never wake up again. Mother Zhang was on the verge of collapse and could no longer control her emotions.
“Mom, Mom, calm down.” Zhang Wenwen hugged her mother soothingly.
Qin Yi on the side suddenly spoke out and asked, “Is there any other way to save him?”
“Unless his vitality that was sucked away can be retrieved,” Daoist Zhao glanced at Chen Yu and continued, “But this poor Daoist’s cultivation level is too low to detect who exactly sucked away Young Master Zhang’s vitality.”
Qin Yi followed Daoist Zhao’s gaze and looked at Chen Yu, who remained silent, and suddenly asked, “Shishi, do you have any way?”
“Huh?” Chen Yu’s head snapped up in startlement, confusion all over her face. It was obvious that she didn’t hear Qin Yi’s question clearly.
“Daoist Zhao said that the vitality that was sucked out of Ziyang had to be retrieved before he could fully recover. Do you have a way to retrieve his vitality?” Qin Yi repeated.
“No!”
Chen Yu suddenly turned her head and looked at Zhang Ziyang’s soul who had suddenly sat up from the hospital bed. The young man’s eyes were pleading, and he kept shaking his head at Chen Yu.
Sure enough, it was voluntary!
Taking away a person’s vitality was an evil technique that works against the heavens to begin with, so even if it was used successfully, it was impossible to suck out someone’s vitality as smoothly as just now while going unhindered in the slightest.
Thus, Chen Yu felt puzzled at that time, but now, it appeared that this young man indeed voluntarily let his vitality be absorbed, and it was he who gave his birth date as well as his blood essence to the other party.
Chen Yu frowned and suddenly didn’t know what to do. On the one hand, he volunteered to die and on the other hand, his relatives desperately tried to stop him. A sense of irritability of being involved in someone else’s domestic affairs suddenly welled up in her.
“Shishi?” Qin Yi prompted.
Zhang Ziyang: “Don’t stop the Life Exchange Technique!”
Zhang Wenwen: “Sister Chen Yu.”
Zhang Ziyang: “Don’t hurt her!”
“Shut up!” The noise was giving Chen Yu a headache. She carried her backpack, pushed everyone away, and directly walked out of the ward.
She either killed all malevolent ghosts she had encountered before or helped them find peace. When things were too complicated, she needed to quietly consider how to solve the matter.