Zhai Zhu

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Above the Great Dao

The "Chen Shi" collapsed on the ground was in fact the Demon possessing Chen Shi. Seeing itself thrown out of Chen Shi's body, it immediately howled and rushed back toward Chen Shi's body!


Unexpectedly, Cold Mountain Wanderer suddenly brought out a Golden Silk Cloth Bag. The bag soared into the air, and from within it burst an endless flow of golden light, locking onto his form and pulling him into the bag.


"Chen Shi" showed a look of terror; his body continuously turned into strands of pitch-black Demon Qi under the golden light, being sucked into the bag, his body getting smaller and smaller until it shrunk to regular human size.


Then, with a swoosh, it completely fell into the bag.


Cold Mountain Wanderer hurried forward, rolled up the Golden Silk Cloth Bag, tightened the drawstrings, and locked the bag, laughing, "I've finally caught you!"


This Golden Silk Cloth Bag, named Soul-searching Bag, was crafted by Han Qian to be a Demon Refining Treasure, adept at capturing demons.


Chapter 176: So amazing, there are still 100 left_2