Chapter 7: The Truth Revealed

The desperate, piercing scream that the Spirit Devourer let out just before dying echoed sharply and loudly across the small island and the dark surface of the water, lingering for a long time without fading.

Chishang and Wangli, utterly stunned by the scene before them, stood there at a loss, even forgetting to help the fallen Moon Ghost King, Meijue, whose delicate face had turned pale and whose lips trembled uncontrollably.

The Moon Ghost King, though gravely wounded, dragged himself up from the ground, supported by an unknown force, staring blankly at the spot where the Spirit Devourer had just stood. His complexion was ashen, as if he had suddenly aged and grown haggard.

The Spirit Devourer’s body had been shattered into dust and smoke by the sudden surge of immense energy, leaving not even a trace of fragments behind.

A faint green mist slowly dispersed, merging into the thick darkness. The air was filled with an indescribably pure fragrance — the unique scent of the Spirit Severing Herb.

Shijun’s heart still pounded fiercely, but his breathing gradually steadied. The fierce battle seemed to have little effect on him. After the initial exhaustion, he now felt an endless vitality surging within.

The vengeful, cunning look once present in the Spirit Devourer’s eyes flashed briefly in Shijun’s mind. He stood and slowly surveyed Chishang and the others. Seeing them all frozen in place, he sighed inwardly — although the Spirit Devourer was cruel and ungrateful, having devoured the other brothers and attempted to harm the Moon Ghost King, they were after all born of the same root, flesh separated from skin, true brothers. Now that he was utterly destroyed in an instant, though his fate was deserved, it was no wonder these few were so mournful for their fallen kin.

Looking up, Shijun suddenly remembered that Liuqing was still sealed within the ice shield he had cast. Hastily, he raised his hand, recalled the shield, and dispelled the curse placed upon her.

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Only now did Shijun understand why martial artists went to great lengths to observe battles between masters — because in watching, many mysteries he had pondered in vain suddenly became clear. The water-element spellcasting taught by the Netherworld Emperor was vast and profound. Although he had long kept it in his heart, he had struggled to wield it effectively. It was like a poor child suddenly faced with an array of exquisite delicacies, too inexperienced to dare taste them, lacking both the knowledge and the capacity to digest such richness.

Yet after the recent battle, those intricate hand seals and incantations came alive in Shijun’s mind through the insight of his “other self.” While he was not yet able to manipulate them as effortlessly as that self, most of the spells had become clear to him. Even the signature moves and seals used by the Spirit Devourer and the Moon Ghost King were recorded by his “Eye of Insight,” ready for him to practice and master.

However, Shijun felt no joy from this sudden growth in cultivation; instead, he was filled with confusion, suspicion, and a trace of unease. His mind was in turmoil, pondering why he had suddenly lost control, why three mysterious immense powers had appeared within him, why his consciousness had split into two during the upheaval, and why the “other self” wielded such powerful magic that even the six Ghost Spirits were no match for him. Similar phenomena had appeared whenever the power of the “Heart Eye” surged before, but this time it seemed different...

Recalling the looks and reactions of Chishang and the others, Shijun was even more certain that his behavior during the fight had been abnormal. Fortunately, he regained control at the last moment; otherwise, the “other self” might have indiscriminately attacked even Chishang and Liuqing. The thought made him break out in a cold sweat.

“Shijun…” Liuqing’s timid voice broke the awkward silence at just the right moment.

“Hmm?” Shijun looked at her, surprised to see a hint of fear in her eyes. He smiled wryly, “Liuqing, are you alright?”

“I’m fine…” Liuqing forced a smile, glanced at the others, and hesitated before choosing silence.

“Sigh!” The Moon Ghost King let out a long breath.

Only then did Chishang and Wangli seem to awaken from a daze, stepping forward to support the Moon Ghost King on either side.

“Brother, are you alright?” Chishang’s voice trembled slightly, still shaken by the near-devouring by the Spirit Devourer.

The Moon Ghost King slowly shook his head.

“Brother!” Meijue called out chokingly, tears rolling down her pale and delicate face.

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“Speaking of which, second brother was harmed by the Netherworld Emperor too…” The Moon Ghost King seemed suddenly awakened from his memories, his eyes burning with hatred. “We will make him pay this debt sooner or later!”

“Sir, what was going on just now? You even fought us?” Wangli was unaware of his elder brother’s inner thoughts. His chubby face showed displeasure as he turned to Shijun, “Do you know that if we hadn’t risked our lives to fight together, we’d all be dead by now?”

At Wangli’s words, everyone’s gaze turned to Shijun.

Shijun was momentarily stunned, still baffled himself, unsure how to explain. He smiled wryly, “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you. I didn’t know what was happening either. It was as if I lost control of myself, or my body was taken over by someone else... cough, I was just as confused!”

“I believe you, sir,” Chishang said firmly.

Everyone, including the Moon Ghost King and Shijun, looked at him in surprise.

“It’s like this,” Chishang explained, “Ever since I made a heart contract with you, our minds have been linked. Only at that moment did we suddenly lose contact without warning. During that time, your appearance didn’t change, but judging by your power and strength, it was like another person entirely. Luckily, it only lasted a short while.” He smiled, “If you’d been that powerful in our first encounter, I wouldn’t have survived!”

“Fifth brother, you... you signed a heart contract with the Netherworld Captain?” The Moon Ghost King was shocked.

“Yes,” Chishang shrugged nonchalantly, “I guess we got to know each other the hard way. One day, while you were training, I tried to surprise you. Who knew in the confusion, not only was Bichan taken away, but I also accidentally signed a heart contract with you while you were unconscious.” He turned serious, addressing the Moon Ghost King, “Brother, because of this link, I believe what the Captain says — he’s nothing like the Netherworld Emperor and never intended to capture us for the Netherworld. He just doesn’t want us harming the mortal realm. That’s the truth.”

The Moon Ghost King pondered for a moment, then shook his head stiffly, “Second brother’s actions have brought harm to himself as well. I have nothing to say. It’s just a pity about Liangyan…” He then turned to Shijun, “Captain, thank you for saving me. Here I promise you that the four of us will never do anything to harm the mortal realm. Rest assured!”

Though he knew Shijun had killed the Spirit Devourer to rescue him and that Shijun had likely been out of control at the time, his proud nature would not allow him to bow to anyone, so he expressed his gratitude in this way.

Shijun’s mind was still in chaos from earlier events. Hearing the Moon Ghost King’s words, he smiled and said, “It’s nothing. It’s good that everything is out in the open. Brother Moon Ghost King, you’re injured. You should find somewhere to rest first. How about we head back later?”

Turning, he checked the man who had been unconscious on the ground and found that the poor soul’s injuries were fatal.

“Don’t worry,” Wangli said, looking around nervously, “Fifth brother and I will destroy the barrier here and restore the place to its original state. Then no one will know what happened here.”

Really? Shijun sighed silently. Could everything truly be restored? And what about those who died unjustly? Could they come back to life? The thought saddened him deeply.

At that moment, Shijun’s phone suddenly rang with a tune. He searched his body but couldn’t find it until he realized it had been tossed aside during the fight. Answering, it was his mother’s voice: “Xiaojun, where are you? Why’s the signal so bad?”

“Ah?” Shijun looked around nervously and stammered, “I... I’m in the school basement! Mom, you’re back?”

“Yes, just walked in!” Qin Xiaoya’s voice sounded very happy. “Come back quickly, your uncle is here too!”

Uncle? Shijun was momentarily stunned but tried to sound cheerful, “Okay, I’ll be right there!”

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Motuo paced restlessly in the living room. The table was piled high with various pastries and delicacies he and Hu Hai had bought.

“What on earth are they doing? Why haven’t they come back yet?” Motuo circled anxiously, glancing repeatedly at the table as if it were a magnet, swallowing nervously each time.

“How should I know?” Hu Hai sat impatiently on the sofa. “You’re not the one watching them. They’ll come back sooner or later anyway... Can you stop pacing? You’re making my head spin!”

“You...” Motuo was about to protest when Chishang’s three siblings, Liuqing, and the badly injured Moon Ghost King silently appeared in the center of the living room.

“They’re back!” Motuo exclaimed happily, rushing to Meijue without looking at anyone else, cheerfully boasting, “A’Jue (he shamelessly used this nickname without permission) look what I bought you! They’re delicious, try some!”

Hu Hai rolled his eyes, thinking: All this was paid by me, yet in a blink, it’s all said to be your purchase? He knew Motuo’s usual infatuations well, so he just chuckled and scolded silently. Then, noticing the unfamiliar Moon Ghost King, he pulled Chishang’s sleeve and whispered, “Who’s this guy? What’s wrong with him?”

“Oh, that’s my big brother, the Moon Ghost King. He was injured by the Captain,” Chishang said, busy tending the Moon Ghost King’s wounds and didn’t hear Hu Hai’s question. Instead, Wangli blurted out randomly.

“Where’s your Red Essence Fruit? Do you still have it?” Chishang suddenly asked Motuo.

“Answer him!” Hu Hai slapped Motuo hard when he saw his dazed eyes glued to Meijue’s face.

The little demon snapped out of it, grouching, “Red Essence Fruit? I gave it all to Shijun long ago. Go ask him.” Then he resumed enthusiastically pushing the food to the worried Meijue.

Hu Hai paused, realizing that the “Captain” who had injured the Moon Ghost King was Shijun. He was puzzled: Why would Shijun beat up the leader of Chishang and the others? Blinking, he asked, “Hey, where’s Shijun? Why hasn’t he come back?”

“After getting a call, he went home first,” Chishang answered, frowning and standing up. “No, I need to find him quickly.”

“No need, fifth brother,” the Moon Ghost King said in a low voice. “Actually, we don’t need to trouble the Captain. That place is rich in yin energy—perfect for our cultivation. Second brother and fourth brother have set restrictions so mortals cannot see or enter. I can return there to practice and heal.”

“Big brother, you’ve been fooled!” Wangli rubbed the back of his neck, ignoring Chishang and Meijue’s warning looks. “That Spirit Devourer didn’t set barriers or seals in the amusement park. It was a trap! He controlled the children whose essences he drained, using mind control to hunt more resentful spirits to devour. I checked everywhere before leaving—the once-pristine amusement park is a mess, filled with mortal bones... it’s horrible.”

“Enough!” The Moon Ghost King shouted, leaving everyone stunned.

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“What’s all the yelling? Can’t you see I’m talking to a beauty? Keep it down!”

“The rising stars of the Demon Realm”—Motuo was annoyed. He had been focused entirely on Meijue and hadn’t heard the others’ conversation. Startled by the Moon Ghost King’s shout, he shot him an angry glare and complained.

Before he finished, he noticed Meijue’s expression change. Seeing everyone frowning and glaring at him, he shrank his neck and stubbornly said, “Did I say something wrong? Anyway, scaring people is just wrong!”

“I’m a useless big brother! That’s why there was a tragedy of brothers fighting…” The Moon Ghost King sighed deeply, as if drained of all will, whispering despondently, “It’s all my fault!”

“It’s not your fault!” Chishang said calmly. “They brought it on themselves... but it’s over now. Brother, why blame yourself?”

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Hu Hai and Motuo grew increasingly confused listening to the four siblings, who all looked dispirited as if burdened by some great tragedy. Their vague and tangled words left the two pals clueless about the full story. With Shijun absent, there was no one to clarify. Hu Hai, quick to act, noticed Liuqing seated quietly in the corner, meditating. He approached her and whispered, “Sister Liuqing, what’s wrong with these guys? Why do they all look like they’ve lost their father? Did they take the wrong medicine?”

“Shh!” Liuqing opened her eyes and gave him a warning look.

“My big brother is injured. Can I borrow your place to rest for a while?” Chishang looked up, asking.

“Injured? Want me to accompany you to the hospital?” Hu Hai blurted out but quickly corrected himself, “Oh, just resting? No problem! You’re welcome here!”

Upon hearing that the Moon Ghost King was Meijue’s big brother, Motuo stuck out his tongue and immediately shifted to a respectful demeanor. “Ah, so the big brother has arrived. What an honor! I’ve heard so much about you from A’Jue...”

While Motuo flattered the Moon Ghost King, Hu Hai quietly pulled Liuqing to the balcony and whispered for a long time, finally piecing together the background. He clicked his tongue in regret and complained, “Sister Liuqing, this is your fault. Why didn’t you call me when fighting broke out? At least my Soul Returning Ring isn’t just for show...” He frowned deeply. “Old Shijun turned into another person? He even fought Chishang and the others? That guy’s always acting crazy. This is going to give him a headache again! I have to find time to teach him a lesson...” Suddenly his expression changed. “Oh no! Old Shijun killed that Spirit thing? Won’t those four brothers go after him? Crap, I just welcomed them to stay and recover here. Have I invited wolves into the house?”

Liuqing shook her head. “Shijun killed the Spirit Devourer to save the Moon Ghost King. They’ve already cleared the air between them. Don’t worry. You don’t know how terrifying that Spirit Devourer was. He even tried to eat his own brothers. He wasn’t human!”

Hu Hai relaxed, then whispered with a smile, “Sister, you’re wrong. They weren’t human to begin with!”

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Walking down the street, Shijun noticed passersby giving him strange looks. Glancing down at his dirty clothes, he couldn’t help but smile wryly.

The six escaped Ghost Spirits had all been found, but shortly after, only four remained.

Shijun felt no regret for killing the Spirit Devourer. If given the chance, he would do it again without hesitation. That man was utterly mad, having caused the deaths of countless innocents and even devoured his own brothers to survive. He deserved his fate.

From his final conversation with the Moon Ghost King brothers before leaving the amusement park, Shijun finally understood the whole story.

After escaping the talisman, the Moon Ghost King stayed with the Spirit Devourer and Liangyan. Meanwhile, Chishang, Wangli, and Meijue, who had mutual distrust with the second and fifth brothers, split up and wandered around.

The Moon Ghost King was never interested in roaming the mortal realm. He only sought a quiet place to cultivate and avoid the Netherworld Emperor’s pursuers. Thus, the Spirit Devourer chose the amusement park and transformed it. The Moon Ghost King practiced in its underground river, while the Spirit Devourer and Liangyan secretly turned the children’s paradise into a mortal hell.

Furthermore, under the Spirit Devourer’s instigation, Liangyan used his nightmare technique “Blaming Heaven” to trap innocent people in hopeless nightmares, driving them to suicide. This caused the earlier rash of suicides in the Half-Mountain area. The resentful spirits born from these deaths became the Spirit Devourer’s gourmet nourishment.

Meijue, wandering aimlessly and distraught, first uncovered the truth and traced the clues to Liangyan and the Spirit Devourer. Threatened by them, the gentle Meijue dared not reveal the truth to her revered big brother. Nor did she want to succumb to Liangyan’s influence. Lost, she wandered near the Half-Mountain area, only to encounter provocations from the Demon Realm folk.

In the crisis, Chishang and Wangli arrived just in time, leading to the subsequent chain of events...

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It was said that though the Spirit Devourer’s temperament was extreme, he valued brotherly bonds. Before they were imprisoned by the Netherworld Emperor, they had fought a fierce battle. The outcome was predictable, but the Emperor underestimated his foes and was struck by the Spirit Devourer’s ambush.

The Spirit Devourer’s attack was like an ant shaking a tree root — it caused no harm to the Emperor. Yet to assert dominance, the Emperor struck down the six brothers and cast the “Witch God’s Curse” on the Spirit Devourer as a warning.

The “Witch God’s Curse” was a cruel spell that only the caster could lift. The victim endured three excruciating tortures daily — the agony indescribable to anyone who hadn’t experienced it.

For years, the five ghost brothers watched the Spirit Devourer writhe in torment, screaming in unbearable pain, his body shrinking and deforming. The endless suffering twisted his body and soul, transforming him from a proud, tall, and handsome youth into a dark, bitter, selfish dwarf.

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