Seeing Gou Honghe so afraid, Hua Miaofu suddenly found it dull, and her previous intention to take him as an apprentice faded.
She took out a pure black wooden box from the cabinet and handed it over.
"Here, the thing you wanted."
Gou Honghe was overjoyed; with the item in the box, it would be much easier for him to operate in the future, as he could mask his Spiritual Energy.
The probability of being targeted would significantly decrease.
Ever since the Supernatural Management Bureau was established, those people were like rabid dogs, constantly hounding him.
Gou Honghe had to be extremely cautious, even acting as a law-abiding citizen for a long time.
Pfft! Forcing an evil cultivator to turn good, how was that different from forcing a prostitute to become chaste?
Gou Honghe reached out to take it, but Hua Miaofu’s fingertips pressed it firmly in place.
"Money first, goods second, Master Gou surely understands this rule."
With no choice, Gou Honghe took out an embroidered ball from his bosom.
The tassels hanging from it swayed slightly, and the exquisite colorful embroidery exuded a sense of luxury.
Only the edges were faintly stained with a deep brown color.
As the embroidered ball was placed on the table, the temperature in the entire room seemed to drop a few degrees.
Hua Miaofu sighed; it was clearly just autumn, yet it formed strands of white mist.
"A fine piece," Hua Miaofu couldn’t help but praise.
Gou Honghe felt a pang but couldn’t hide his pride.
"The wronged spirit inside has been around for some years now. This embroidered ball was her betrothal gift. After being poisoned by her lover, she turned into a fierce ghost, slaughtered his entire family, and her murderous aura has not faded even after a century."
"Families that collect this embroidered ball either face relentless disasters or total destruction. It took my subordinates great effort to find it."
Hua Miaofu was very satisfied and slid the black wooden box towards Gou Honghe.
She picked up the embroidered ball and examined it closely.
The wronged spirit inside seemed to rage with fury, causing the embroidered ball to shake incessantly at the woman’s fingertips, as if trying to break free.
"Tsk, not well-behaved at all!"
Hua Miaofu’s fingertips tightened, a dark shade winding around the embroidered ball like a coarse rope, faintly emitting a spark.
The entity inside the embroidered ball seemed heavily subdued and immediately shrank back.
Hua Miaofu’s aura was fleeting, yet it made Gou Honghe break out in a sweat on his back.
In terms of Cultivation Base.
Gou Honghe’s own people knew their own affairs; basically, he didn’t clearly understand the line of evil cultivators.
He merely relied on a few Curse Techniques that ordinary evil cultivators didn’t know to gain some acceptance at the higher circles.
Although Hua Miaofu was young, her Cultivation Base was obviously much more formidable than his own, making Gou Honghe’s eyes suddenly wary.
During transactions between evil cultivators, it was common to simply eliminate the other party if displeased.
If not for Hua Miaofu’s reputation and the intense pressure from the Supernatural Management Bureau, he wouldn’t have felt compelled to deal with her.
Hua Miaofu’s beautiful eyes wandered, casually scanning Gou Honghe.
"Do you have anything else?"
Gou Honghe snapped out of it, hurriedly standing up to take his leave.
"No, no, then I shall take my leave first."
Gou Honghe fled quickly, Hua Miaofu’s voice floated lightly after him.
"Don’t worry, I rarely strike at people, unless you turn into a ghost."
Upon hearing this, Gou Honghe nearly tumbled down the steps.
At the same time, he made a secret resolution to never visit Zhuancheng if it wasn’t necessary.
This city was not particularly large, yet for some reason, there were inexplicably many like him, the evil cultivators.
In fact, not just in Zhuancheng, other places were the same, vaguely making Gou Honghe feel that something was amiss.
The activities of the Bureau’s people also became increasingly frequent.
It was supposedly a peaceful era...
Merely intending to scam some money, Gou Honghe felt as though he was unwittingly wrapped up in some significant event, and he looked up at the sky.
He didn’t know if it was an illusion or just coincidence that it was the time of sunset.
He always felt the sky was ominously tinged with the color of blood.