Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1582 - 1571: There Really Are Ghosts

Barn hadn't responded yet when Daisylin anxiously said, "Mr. Ning, you're doing this...""Shut up."

Ning Fan snapped, then calmly continued, "Barn, you're a smart man. You should know the means of people like us. When we say kill, we won't hesitate."

"That's not how you negotiate."

Daisylin was anxious inside but didn't know how to begin.

After a moment of silence, Barn spoke, "Will you really let me go?"

Upon hearing this, Daisylin looked at Ning Fan in surprise, unable to understand why Barn compromised so quickly.

Without the threat of torture and execution, usually, it has no effect and instead exacerbates non-cooperation.

"That depends on your performance. After all, this is just a misunderstanding. It can be resolved. My aim is to save people."

Barn said straightforwardly, "Then let me go first, and I'll awaken them right away."

"Alright."

"Mr. Ning, what does he mean by letting him go?"

At this moment, Daisylin noticed Barn's unusual state, realizing she hadn't seen him move since the beginning.

"You'll find out soon enough."

Ning Fan smiled mysteriously and subtly shielded Daisylin with his body.

Freed from the restriction of True Qi, Barn smiled as he stretched his limbs, "Please rest assured, sir. I'll now lift their Soul Capturing Technique. I apologize for inadvertently injuring your friend, sir, as I didn't recognize you."

"Soul Capturing Technique!"

Daisylin exclaimed in surprise, instinctively glancing at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan shook his head and smiled faintly, "Enemies should be settled, not knitted. Let's forget the past."

"Then I'll begin casting the spell."

"Go ahead."

Seeing Ning Fan nodding, a smirk appeared at the corner of Barn's mouth as he closed his eyes and began chanting an incantation.

Ning Fan didn't understand the meaning of the chant, but it sounded like a low, wild wail, sharp and prolonged, as if a knife were scraping on glass.

The piercing sound caused a visceral discomfort in Daisylin, leading to nausea and retching.

The royal guards in the same room experienced the same reaction, their faces pale and drained.

Just as Daisylin was about to retch, she found her mind suddenly clear, with the previous negative symptoms disappearing without a trace.

Looking at Ning Fan who seemed unaffected, Daisylin had a strong premonition that her change was caused by him.

The guards who had held on were now retching uncontrollably, clutching their heads in pain, desperately trying to stop the demonic sound from penetrating their senses.

"Mr. Ning..."

Seeing Ning Fan shake his head without speaking, Daisylin swallowed her plea.

From the moment Barn began chanting, Ning Fan's perception had never left him.

In traditional physiognomy, Barn's appearance was that of a rebellious, violent person.

Especially with his status as a cultivator, expecting him to cooperate honestly was unrealistic.

Ning Fan wasn't that naive, but this was one of his objectives.

The Yin Evil Energy inside Rose was completely unfamiliar to Ning Fan.

Regardless of whether Barn was truly cooperating or had ulterior motives, Ning Fan could use this opportunity to understand the operation of the Yin Evil Energy.

As the low wail continued, an anomaly occurred in Barn's dantian, with the Yin Evil Energy coiled there gradually being expelled from his body.

At the same time, the Yin Evil Energy inside Rose and the others seemed to be stimulated, becoming more active and accelerating the absorption of souls.

"Wait a little longer."

Noticing that Rose's spirit was only slightly weakened, Ning Fan wasn't ready to act yet.

By now, Ning Fan could confirm that the spell Barn was chanting was not a way to save lives; it was likely the prelude to an attack.

"So be it. To make someone like Barn cooperate honestly, it's not possible without instilling fear in him."

Given Barn's defiant nature, losing in such a baffling way, he certainly wouldn't let it go easily.

Right now, the priority was to save people rather than punish the perpetrator.

Since Rose and the others weren't in immediate life-threatening danger, Ning Fan didn't interrupt Barn's antics.

He would accept it if an Aerial Mastery Peak fell at the hands of an Object-Manipulating Realm cultivator.

At this moment, Daisylin suspiciously said, "Mr. Ning, why do I feel like someone is watching me?"

"Your sixth sense isn't too bad."

Ning Fan chuckled, then pointed above Barn's head, jokingly saying, "Isn't there a pair of eyes right there?"

Daisylin looked up and was instantly frightened, her face turning pale, "A ghost!"

Feeling she might have been too timid, Daisylin forced herself to muster her courage and trembled, "Mr. Ning, could this be an illusion? Are there really ghosts in this world?"

"It's probably not as simple as an illusion."

Looking at the air, Ning Fan's expression was grave; illusions were hard to deceive.

During Barn's chanting, above his head, a ghostly shadow gradually appeared.

Apart from those pitch-black eyes, the ghost's face was indistinct without any legs, its body swirling like smoke.

The external image was very much like people's perception of ghosts.

As Barn stopped chanting, Ning Fan raised his vigilance to its peak; if nothing unexpected happened, this ghostly shadow was Barn's ace.

Barn's once docile eyes turned cold, "Ghost servant, kill them for me."

As he spoke, the ghostly shadow charged towards Ning Fan and Daisylin.

"Let me see if you're a human or a ghost."

In Daisylin's astonished gaze, Ning Fan waved his hand, and the ghostly shadow dissipated like smoke.

Daisylin spoke uneasily, "Is it dead?"

"It was already dead."

Ning Fan replied irritatedly, his eyes then fixed on a royal guard.

"Possessed by a ghost?"

Ning Fan frowned as he saw the guard walking toward them with a blank expression and awkward limbs.

With a thought, Ning Fan's True Qi surged forth like an avalanche, drilling into the guard's body.

At the moment True Qi entered, a shadowy figure emerged from the guard's body.

"That ghost can hook souls and steal spirits!"

Ning Fan's pupils constricted, the ghostly figure grasping a shadow, attempting to pull it out of the guard's body.

Barn laughed arrogantly, "I didn't expect you to know quite a lot. You guys are waiting to become fodder for the ghost servant!"

"I can't kill the ghost servant, but I can kill this waste."

Ning Fan's eyes turned cold. He had left Barn alive to understand the ghostly figure.

Unexpectedly, Barn dared to flaunt his existence despite Ning Fan's leniency.

At the thought of the scene where he was restrained, Barn's expression changed, shouting angrily, "You think you can kill me?"

"Slash!"

Ning Fan shouted sternly, transforming his True Qi into a blade, heavily slashing at the ghostly figure.

As the ghost disappeared, the shadow it was dragging returned to the guard's body.

Seeing this, a flash of terror crossed Barn's eyes, glancing subconsciously toward the window.

By now, the guard appeared ashen, and if not for the gasp keeping him alive, Ning Fan might have thought he was dead.