Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 631: Celestial Master 622 (15) Chapter 4

Chapter 631: Celestial Master 622 (15) Chapter 4

Ye Yun’an vaguely knew that Ye Shaohua meddled in these affairs because of him.

He took Ye Shaohua’s hand and led her away from there, his voice slightly cold, "When they beg you for help later, you also shouldn’t lift a finger."

Ye Shaohua nodded, "I’ll listen to you."

"Pfft!" Hearing the conversation between the two, the young people in Shao Yijia’s workspace couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The group didn’t take these interludes to heart at all.

Ye Shaohua didn’t bother with them anymore, nor did she look for Secretary Jin today.

He had returned the black card to her last night, but Ye Shaohua didn’t take it back; Ye Yun’an didn’t insist and simply kept it for himself.

Lately, Ye Shaohua had been all over S City hunting fierce ghosts.

Agent 008, who knew all of this, had rather complicated feelings.

"Shaohua! Ye Shaohua!" Ye Shaohua called Ye Yun’an on the phone, but after not getting through, she couldn’t help frowning.

When she wanted to return home, she ran into a girl with immaculate makeup.

This was the original host’s former best friend, the Gai Family’s heiress, Du Xinrui.

Ye Shaohua paused in her steps, "Hmm?"

Locking eyes with Du Xinrui’s mocking and schadenfreude-filled expression, Ye Shaohua roughly understood.

"I never expected it to really be you," Du Xinrui smiled at Ye Shaohua, "Didn’t I receive Aunt Ye’s invitation? I heard that the Ye family’s dear little sister has returned, right? Tomorrow evening’s banquet is to welcome the real heiress, isn’t it?"

Ye Shaohua nodded, "I guess so."

Seeing no hint of sadness on Ye Shaohua’s face, Du Xinrui continued, "Ah, that’s really something. Could it be that Mrs. Ye has forgotten your birthday is tomorrow?"

She said this while carefully observing Ye Shaohua’s expressions.

Seeing that the latter didn’t respond, she finally believed that Ye Shaohua was heartbroken.

"No helping it, I’ve heard that the true heiress is quite impressive. Even Mayor Fang respects her," Du Xinrui chuckled, "Don’t take it to heart, anyway, will you attend tomorrow?"

Remembering what Ye Yun’an told her, Ye Shaohua said, "I will. I have something to do, so I’ll be going now."

"Alright then, goodbye." Du Xinrui watched as Ye Shaohua walked away.

Contempt flashed clearly in her eyes, thinking to herself how pathetic Ye Shaohua now was, believing she was still the heiress who used to command the attention of S City, without even a car to her name now.

In those days, they were all suppressed by Ye Shaohua, a mere adopted daughter.

So now, hearing about the return of the Ye family’s daughter, these people couldn’t wait to see Ye Shaohua’s status plummet.

The Ye Family’s biological daughter had returned.

Not just any daughter, but one with an exceptional identity.

With such a presence, who would care about an adopted daughter?

With these thoughts, Du Xinrui hurriedly shared the news with her high school friends and went to order a custom dress, determined to make a grand appearance tomorrow.

The Ye family’s matter had already sparked some rumors in high society, but it was confirmed only after the Ye family sent out invitations.

Those who once envied Ye Shaohua couldn’t wait for the banquet to come sooner.

The present Ye family didn’t even throw a birthday banquet for Ye Shaohua; they turned it directly into a welcome banquet for their biological daughter.

They were eager to see Ye Shaohua’s downfall.

**

Ye Shaohua didn’t get through to Ye Yun’an’s phone, which she found strange.

She dialed Secretary Jin directly.

"Mr. Ye?" Secretary Jin hadn’t dared to contact Ye Shaohua for several days, and now receiving a call from her, he was beyond excited.

Ye Shaohua was accustomed to his form of address by now, "Where’s my brother?"

"We went straight back after finishing the cooperation talks today," Secretary Jin was puzzled, "Recently, there’s been a problem with the network at the villa estate. I’m currently on the way to the Gai family with Mr. Ye."

Hearing this, Ye Shaohua’s complexion changed, "You’re going to the Gai family?"

Secretary Jin tensed up, "Yes, is there a problem?"

Ye Shaohua didn’t answer. She calculated the time and cursed softly before hanging up the phone.

"008, do you still have a Teleportation Talisman?"

Meanwhile.

At the Gai family mansion.

Celestial Master Li donned his ancestral Taoist robes, burned incense, and bathed.

Then he took out a peach wood sword, sigils, and a command flag to start arranging an array.

He and Shao Yijia very solemnly completed the array.

As the last item was placed, the sky suddenly darkened.

Yang Feng, as well as the elders from the Gai family and some people from Shao Yijia’s workspace, saw such an unnatural change for the first time and their eyes widened in awe.

"Amazing!" Yang Feng gasped.

Everyone else was thinking the same thing.

They felt a newfound reverence for the profession of Celestial Masters.

He looked towards Ye Yun’an beside him, "Boss, this is Yijia’s ability!"

"The Blood Binding Array is complete!" Celestial Master Li, seeing the scene unfold, smiled, "Elder Gai, the Yin Qi in your house will be absorbed into the eighteenth layer..."

It was at that moment that the previously dark sky began to slowly turn red!

"What is this..." Celestial Master Li was about to perform the rites with the command flag when he saw this and his pupils dilated, "Blood Demon? A fierce ghost emerges... How is this possible?!"

Just as he spoke, a black shadow seemed to tear through space and began to slowly appear.

"Run! It’s a Rakshasa from a thousand years ago!" Celestial Master Li immediately swung his peach wood sword at the green face.

However, it snapped before it could penetrate even an inch.

The copper coins fell to the ground and Celestial Master Li stumbled back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The dense clouds in the sky churned and the red hues mixed in, casting the entire courtyard in a blood-red glow.

A Rakshasa, a fierce ghost from the eighteenth layer of Hell!

As Celestial Master Li spoke, Shao Yijia and Elder Gai, along with others, all ran towards the door.

But just as they took a few steps, they were caught by the Rakshasa’s sinister green eyes, and one by one, their necks were grabbed and eventually laid out together.

"There’s... still... one... more..." The Rakshasa’s voice was very coarse.

He stopped in front of Ye Yun’an, and Secretary Jin hastily pulled out his own talisman attaching it to the thousand-year-old Rakshasa, only burning a black hole.

The Rakshasa cackled, "A Thunderclap Talisman? I didn’t expect this talisman to have been passed down for so long, a pity... Descendant of the Purple Emperor Star, consuming you would save me five hundred years of cultivation."

As he spoke, his form grew larger, and the fangs on his face became more terrifying.

"Yun’an! Run!" Elder Gai cried out in desperation.

Celestial Master Li spat out another mouthful of blood, looking nothing like the powerful Celestial Master he was before, and chuckled bitterly, "It’s no use; with a thousand-year-old Rakshasa, not one of us can escape..."

Shao Yijia was also shrouded in a veil of death.

Yang Feng went from initial shock to now paralyzing fear, unable to utter a word.

No one in the courtyard dared to speak.

"Mr. Ye, if you survive, remember to ask Mr. Ye to help me find peace! She just called me, and I don’t know if she’ll make it in time to take care of my spirit," Secretary Jin stood in front of Ye Yun’an with a bitter tone, "I’m afraid I won’t have a spirit for reincarnation..."

Just then, in the silent courtyard, a cold voice suddenly appeared—

"Pathetic. It’s just a Rakshasa. With your father here, what are you afraid of?"