On the way, I casually asked Su Qing if her senior brother had arrived yet. Wasn’t he supposed to help deal with the Ghost Granny?

Su Qing yawned while walking and said her senior brother came and went without a trace. Whether he would show up, she wasn’t sure either.

I was frustrated. What kind of senior brother is that? So unreliable. This is a life-or-death matter. If the Ghost Granny comes to mess things up, we might not be able to handle it. The Ghost Granny is ruthless, and no one knows what will happen if she gets involved.

If I had known this would happen, I would’ve called Old Master Tian for help. No matter how powerful her senior brother is, he can’t be stronger than my master.

Su Qing disagreed, saying it wasn’t necessarily true. Her senior brother was a rare talent with exceptional skills, and his power was on par with Old Master Tian’s.

If we were to rank their skills, Su Qing herself was probably at a "three-money" level, Su Yu at "five-money," Zhang Qing at "six-money," while her senior brother and Old Master Tian both had "ten-money" level power.

So, this senior brother must be truly remarkable. If he could come, I’d feel much more secure. Handling a Ghost Granny should be no problem for him.

We quickly arrived at Xu Meng's apartment complex. It was just past 5 AM, and the gates were still locked. I called Xu Meng repeatedly, but no one answered.

It wasn’t until the tenth call that Xu Meng finally picked up. I asked her to come downstairs because we were ready to gather the morning dew and deal with the corpse fetus.

Xu Meng fell silent for a long while before speaking on the phone. "Tang Hao, you know what kind of person I am. You don’t need to risk everything for me. Do you know who Mr. Lin is in Zhonghai City? If you don’t, I can tell you all about him."

"I don’t need you to explain. I know all about him. I’m not afraid of him. Come downstairs," I replied.

I couldn’t believe that just because someone had money, they could do whatever they wanted and treat human lives like dirt. I was willing to stand up against him—life and death are fated, wealth and nobility are in the hands of fate. Since I’ve already stepped in, I’ll see it through.

"Tang Hao, aren’t you afraid of dying?" Xu Meng asked.

"No, I’m not afraid. Who’s afraid of dying? If I die, just put up a tombstone for me and burn some paper money," I said firmly.

My words seemed to lighten Xu Meng's mood. She murmured, "If you die, I wouldn’t live either."

"Come on, we’ve been waiting for so long. Time’s running out. Don’t miss the right moment," I urged her.

Su Qing said that the best time for the morning dew is when the sun just rises. It was already nearly 6 AM, and the summer sun rises quickly.

"Okay, I’ll come down. Since you’re not afraid, I don’t have a reason to be afraid either. I may be unlucky, but I don’t want to be used as a tool for someone else's family," Xu Meng said.

That’s the spirit. With us helping you, I believe justice will prevail over evil. Mr. Lin can’t do whatever he wants just because he’s done a lot of shady things and had a child in his old age.

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After a while, Xu Meng came out of the apartment complex. Her belly had grown much bigger, much larger than a normal pregnancy. I guessed she was about three months along, and she looked pale, like she was malnourished.

Su Qing explained that the corpse fetus feeds off the mother's yang energy, which is why Xu Meng looked this way, and it was growing at an abnormal rate.

The corpse fetus is truly terrifying; it must be dealt with quickly. Otherwise, carrying such a thing could be dangerous.

Now that Xu Meng was here, we began to gather the morning dew. Su Qing took a look at the complex and said the greenery wasn’t bad. Early in the morning, both the trees and the flowers had dew on their leaves. We simply needed to use a plastic cup and collect the dew drop by drop before mixing it together.

Following Su Qing’s guidance, we started collecting the morning dew, but something strange happened. Even though it was already 6 AM, the sky was still pitch black, as if a dark cloth was covering the sun. Thick clouds hung overhead, and the sun still hadn’t appeared.

The sky, which should have been dimly lit at dawn, was still dark. The complex felt eerie, and I could feel many shadowy figures lurking around.

"Hozi, focus on gathering the dew. I’ll deal with them," Su Qing suddenly said to me.

"Them?" Had the Ghost Granny already arrived? I still couldn’t see anything specific, just a strong sense of foreboding.

For some reason, the complex grew darker and darker, and a cold, eerie wind blew through every now and then, like a sinister breeze. It sent chills down my spine.

Su Qing had brought a peach wood sword with her today. After smearing it with a little blood, she rushed into the darkness. She chanted a spell, and her talisman caught fire, but quickly extinguished. The sounds of a struggle echoed in the dark.

Xu Meng seemed a little scared and huddled closer to me, but we were still relatively safe. It seemed like the Ghost Granny wasn’t attacking us just yet. If things turned dangerous, we’d run. I wasn’t sure if Su Qing could handle it. Would her senior brother show up?

After a while, I suddenly heard a muffled grunt. Su Qing was thrown out, a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, and her peach wood sword had snapped in two.

"Heh, little girl, you really don’t fear death. With your meager skills, you dare to fight me, the Ghost Granny?" A large black sedan appeared from the darkness, lifted by four eerie paper figures.

Just like before, I couldn’t see the person inside the black sedan. The four paper figures were dressed in bright red and green, with strange lipstick on their mouths and unsettling rouge on their cheeks. They were particularly creepy. Ghostly flames floated in front of them, lighting the way.

This time, in addition to the paper figures carrying the sedan and the ghostly flames, there were many more shadows around us, but I couldn’t make out what they were.

I remembered what Xiao Xing had said before—the paper figures of the Ghost Granny could transform into Yin soldiers that kill.

"Heh, you old hag, if you touch even a hair on me, the Heavenly Master sect will tear you apart," Su Qing, though clearly outmatched, didn’t show any fear.

"Ha, don’t worry. I won’t kill you. I have no reason to go against the Old Heavenly Master, but the corpse fetus in Xu Meng’s belly must be safely born. If not, I won’t be able to explain it to Mr. Lin," the Ghost Granny said ominously from inside the sedan.

"Let it be. You want to have one yourself? You’re a yin person, and a woman too. With your pure yin constitution, you should be able to give birth to a corpse fetus as well," I shot back.

The Ghost Granny seemed slightly enraged by my words. She sneered, "It’s you, you little brat, who’s been getting in the way. With those videotapes, Xu Meng will definitely obey and not resist anymore, but it’s you who’s ruining everything. If I don’t kill you, I might not be able to finish this."

After she spoke, there was a sudden roar. I heard countless people in the darkness screaming and charging toward us. They were dressed in armor, holding swords, spears, and other weapons. Their armor was hollow, with no flesh or bones inside—just an eerie emptiness, yet the armor still emitted sounds of people shouting and a terrifying murderous aura.

"This is bad! The old hag is serious now—these are paper spirits and Yin soldiers. Run!" Su Qing’s expression changed as she kicked me, signaling me to flee.

Su Qing didn’t dare to move, and Xu Meng couldn’t move. Clearly, these Yin soldiers were coming after me.