"Grandpa's not dead?" Xu Yang's heart leaped. "Of course! His True Evil-Dispelling Talismans proved his power... How could such a master die easily?"
Yet memories contradicted - he'd personally nailed the coffin shut, shoveled the first mound of earth onto the grave.
Pretending fury, Xu Yang grabbed Wang Wei's collar. "You think I'm a fool? I buried that coffin myself!" He signaled the ghost queen. "Crush his master's soul! Bottle it in vinegar for eternity!"
"No!" Wang Wei's defiance shattered. "The Chen Daoist said your grandfather Xu Zhiyuan was former leader of Jingming Sect! A divine realm expert! His flesh shouldn't decay!" Blood dripped from his split lip. "The bones... they're here!"
A black duffel bag revealed bleached remains. Xu Yang's fingers trembled near the skull before zipping it shut.
The ghost queen's voice whispered: "Divine realm masters live centuries. This might truly be a decoy."
Wang Wei pleaded: "Release my master's soul!"
Xu Yang's flame-lit face turned merciless. "You desecrated graves for Lushan Dao. Did you plan to spare me?" Fireball swelling between his palms, he hissed: "Newbies know - roots unearthed regrow."
The inferno engulfed Wang Wei. "AAAAHHH! I'LL HAUNT YOUUU—"
"Haunt?" Xu Yang watched dispassionately as flesh blackened. "I'll personally chant your transcendence rites. No ghostly revenge for you."
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Meanwhile at the funeral shop, Ma Long awoke to blaring phones. Police notifications blared: "Mr. Ma? Your BMW caused an accident..."
Through the receiver, an officer insisted: "Security footage shows no driver! Explain this!"
Ma Long's scream pierced the night. "GHOST DRIVER! IT WAS A FUCKING GHOST DRIVER!!"