Chapter 60: Bai Qianzhou is just a little girl?

"Who are you? What kind of nonsense are you spouting in my house? Get out of here right now!" Madam Wen's voice trembled with rage, her trembling finger pointing directly at Bai Qianzhou.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I won't stop you. But wouldn't it be a terrible waste to just let all this yin energy disperse like this?"

Unfazed by the tense atmosphere around her, Bai Qianzhou sucked on her lollipop and waved a hand dismissively.

"What are you trying to do?" The middle-aged Taoist priest frowned as he looked at her.

Without a word, she turned around and nimbly slapped an exorcism talisman onto Pei Hexuan's body. Then, her hands traced graceful arcs in the air.

The surrounding yin energy actually began to converge toward her, gathering like dark clouds and slowly closing in on her.

The middle-aged priest stared in astonishment at the two black pellets gradually forming in the palm of Bai Qianzhou's hand. His gaze flickered with shock and reverence; gone was his previous arrogance completely.

"Alright, you may proceed." Bai Qianzhou put away the pellets, smiled faintly, and made a polite gesture toward the priest.

A look of hesitation crossed the priest's face as profound awe for the young girl before him welled up in his heart. "W-Would you rather do it?" His voice quivered slightly, betraying a trace of nervousness and dread in his tone.

To be able to condense yin energy into Taiyin Pills was something entirely beyond the capability of ordinary mortals.

The middle-aged priest pondered inwardly. His own master possessed such skill, yet it would have required a considerable amount of time, and it would have been utterly impossible to condense so much yin energy into pills within such a fleeting moment.

Yet this young girl before him had not only completely resolved the ambient yin energy but had also effortlessly crafted two Taiyin Pills on the spot, indicating that her cultivation far surpassed his own.

With every gesture, she exuded a sense of absolute confidence and poise. Because of this, the lofty self-importance that had previously occupied his mind instantly vanished into thin air, becoming utterly insignificant.

The members of the Wen family were stunned to see the master they had personally invited acting with such deference toward a young girl.

"Master, what are you saying? You're letting a mere little girl save my grandson? What happens if something goes wrong with him?" Madam Wen widened her cloudy eyes, glaring with displeasure at the priest she had hired.

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about? She..." The middle-aged priest furrowed his brow upon hearing this.

If Bai Qianzhou was a mere little girl, then what did that make him?

"Even if I didn't step in, your grandson wouldn't be faring much better on his own," Bai Qianzhou said indifferently, glancing at the small, dark shadow clinging to the old woman's shoulder.

"What do you mean?" Madam Wen fumed, but Bai Qianzhou ignored her completely.

"You're the one formally hired to perform the exorcism; I wouldn't dare steal your job. Go ahead, I'm just watching," Bai Qianzhou turned and smiled lightly at the middle-aged priest.

"Th-This... very well." After wrestling with his hesitation for a moment, the middle-aged priest decided to proceed with the exorcism first.

The priest flicked a talisman onto Wen Chenye, who lay pale as a sheet upon the bed. Instantly, bulging veins stood out on Wen Chenye's forehead, clearly indicating that he was enduring excruciating agony.

With a loud shout, the middle-aged priest thrust a peach-wood sword straight toward Wen Chenye's chest. A plume of black smoke instantly erupted from Wen Chenye's body, transforming into a ferocious, blue-faced, fanged evil ghost that clawed at the air and unleashed a deafening roar.

The roaring echoed through the room. Everyone except Pei Hexuan—whose body was protected by an exorcism talisman—clutched their ears in agony, and the frail old madam collapsed straight to the floor.

"Wh-What is that?" Wen Yao covered his ears and stared at the terrifying ghost.

"Just an evil ghost," Bai Qianzhou mumbled around her lollipop.

An evil ghost? There really were evil ghosts!

"Zhouzhou!" Pei Hexuan looked at Bai Qianzhou with anxiety.