He had managed to "put us to sleep" with his words! Brother was right, he was a master manipulator. We had all been tricked and now Jin Ling was paying the consequences. Someone like Jin GuangYao, who had killed his father, his brothers and his own son, would not hesitate to do the same with his nephew, even if he had raised him as his own child!

SuShe wanted to take advantage of the opportunity but Brother put the sword to his throat.

Where did he get the rope from? Didn't Wei Ying take it from him along with his sword? I noticed a small wound on his right wrist. He must have hidden it inside him! This man was really ready for anything! The blood on Jin Ling's neck was like the blood on my love's neck a short time ago. He tightened his grip on his prisoner's neck.

"There is nothing to be afraid of, I have seen A-Ling grow up. Just like before, let me go and everything will be fine. Afterwards, you will find A-Ling safe and sound.

Did he think for a moment that we would believe him? That we would let him do it?

Jiang Cheng tried to trade places with his nephew, but to no avail!

My soul mate reminded him that he had forgotten something. I wondered what he was talking about. His gaze shifted to SuShe.

"Don't mind me, Chief of the Jin Clan!

"Chief of Clan Jin, you are lying again! You don't know the difference between what is true and what is not!

Knocking was heard against the temple gate. The gate opened with a bang and a body dressed in white was thrown into the temple. Recognizing SiZhui, my love rushed to his aid. I joined them to check on him!

"Master Wei, Han Guangjun. I couldn't stop him!"

Who was he talking about. SiZhui turned to the entrance and nodded. We then saw a black shadow emerge from the void. A black mist enveloped it. The shadow was brandishing a sword. We could not tell who the shadow was. In the intermittent light of the flashes I thought I recognized Nie Ming-Jue. I was not the only one! HuaiSang shouted his brother's name! The faces of all the people present were filled with amazement. Brother said a name while staring at the blade:

"Baxia!"

My soul mate turned to the coffin. Like him, I could not see if Nie MingJue's body was still inside.

The sound of the blade dragging on the ground was as sinister as the black energy emanating from its bearer! Looking at it, the closer he got, the more there was no doubt about his identity: It was Wen Ning!

He looked completely possessed by the spirit of Baxia! Wei Ying asked SiZhui what had happened.

"I have no idea either. He was like that when we met. I tried to stop him without success.

My love started to whistle. He was probably trying to get control of his Ghost General. He was still moving forward, slowly, not deviating an inch from his course. The air whistled by my love seemed to have no effect! Wen Ning was still moving forward.

"What's the matter, isn't Wen Ning listening to me? He is..."

"Possessed by the spirit of the blade!" I finished in his place.

Wen Ning had stopped in the doorway. He started to scream! He threw himself in the direction of Jin Guang-Yao and Jin Ling, blade forward.

In the panic of his action, Jin GuangYao released the rope around the neck of young Master Jin. Seeing this, Wei Ying pushed his nephew to the side to keep him away from the blade that could hurt him. I drew Bichen and struck.

Jiang Cheng ran to his nephew and brother. Jin Ling was surrounded by his two uncles. He was safe with them.

Baxia slammed into the ground. It was not the only thing that was there. Jin GuangYao's left arm with the rope was also there. I had to cut it off, to prevent him from tightening his grip on Jin Ling again when my love had snatched him from his sharp claws.

Wen Ning stood up and walked towards Jin GuangYao who had been joined by SuShe. A gaping wound stained his robe. Wen Ning only seemed interested in the Chief Patriarch.

I decided to try my luck. I made Wangji appear and Brother took Liebing. We started to play.

Wen Ning continued to advance towards his objective. He and SuShe were moving backwards as we went along. Wen Ning raised his blade to strike. Jin Ling shouted to his uncle to run away! Wen Ning stopped his move. Baxia was vibrating. He suddenly turned to Jiang Cheng, Jin Ling and my soul mate. What was going on? Why did Baxia change his target? I suddenly saw the bloodstain that permeated Jin Ling's shoulder. This must have happened when I cut the Chief Patriarch's arm. Wen Ning shot Baxia in the direction of Jin Ling. Wei Ying shouted his courtesy name!

"Wen Qionglin!"

Baxia stopped three fingers away from his nephew's forehead.

"Master,... I can't control myself." Wen Ning grabbed the blade with his second hand to try to deflect it. The blood from his hand was running down the blade. Brother and I were still playing. Wen Ning managed to throw the blade against a pillar.

Wei Ying started whistling again. The air was different from the previous one. What did he want to do? Brother stopped playing and so did I. I saw that the amulet was quivering at the sound of the melody. I motioned to Brother not to interfere. Then I nodded to my love. I was with him and supporting him. Brother started to play again. Jiang Cheng shouted my soul mate's name and threw him ... Chenqing!

The Patriarch of Yiling, Chenqing and Yin Hufu were together again.

You then brought your flute to your lips! A hellish melody rose from Chenqing, the same melody I had heard many years before when you reappeared after your three months in the Burial Ground.

The Yin Hufu exhaled its black energy. You glanced at me. I looked at the amulet. It flew to you like a faithful dog and followed you. You looked back at Baxia so she could follow you too. I stood up.

You guided the sword to the coffin. Brother, SiZhui and I escorted you! Jiang Chen and Jin Ling followed us.

You hit the edge of the coffin three times with Chenqing. Using a talisman, you managed to separate Wen Ning and Baxia. Then you started to play again, pointing the cursed blade at its owner.

We then heard a scream from the other side of the statue. What else was going on? It was the voice of HuaiSang. He was on the ground holding his leg. In front of him was SuShe with a sword in his hand. When he saw us coming, he dropped it.

"It's not me... It was you!" he pointed at HuaiSang.

"Help me, help me" HuaiSang whined.

Brother felt something on his back. He tried to warn SuShe... too late, Baxia had taken to the air again and impaled him... throwing him back to the door.

My love put Chenqing back on his lips. The black energy controlled by the flute enveloped the blade and swirled around it. When the sword was under control again, you went to place it in Nie MingJue's arms and put the Yin Hufu beside it. You closed the coffin and put a blood talisman on it to prevent the spirit from escaping again.

This took so much energy that you staggered. I caught you in my arms.

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