My Girlfriend is the Nether King

"What message does your grandfather have for me?" Chen Hao glared at Xie Xiaoluan, who was blocking his way, and demanded.

A faint smile appeared on Xie Xiaoluan's face as he nodded; he thought that bringing up his grandfather, the vice-chairman of the Yin Yang Master Association, would certainly keep Chen Hao in check. Then, somewhat smugly, he said, "Won't you know if you listen to the phone?"

After hesitating for a while, Chen Hao took the mobile phone with a scowl. But what Xie Xiaoluan didn't expect was that as soon as the mobile phone reached Chen Hao's hands, Chen Hao furiously smashed it to the ground.

"Chen Hao! How dare you smash my phone!" Xie Xiaoluan immediately flew into a rage and yelled at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao let out a snort of laughter, then lifted his foot and stomped fiercely on the phone lying on the ground, crushing it as if it were a cigarette butt. He looked up, reached out to grab Xie Xiaoluan's collar, and growled, "Don't talk about a phone, even if it were you, I'd still dare to smash!"

After speaking, Chen Hao shoved Xie Xiaoluan to the ground with both hands.

After hitting the ground, Xie Xiaoluan trembled, pointed at Chen Hao, and said, "Chen Hao, you... you're done for!"

"How so?" Chen Hao scoffed, "Do you want to call the guys from yesterday to beat me up, or do you want your grandfather to teach me a lesson?"

Xie Xiaoluan was at a loss for words, his face sullen and resentful.

Chen Hao turned back to signal Ye Yuqiao and the female ghost with a wave, "Let's go inside!"

Ye Yuqiao, expressionless, nodded, and then led the female ghost with long strides towards the doorway of house number 71. But as the female ghost passed by Xie Xiaoluan, he suddenly pulled out a charm from his chest, instantly set it aflame, and hurled it at the female ghost.

"Be careful!"

It was a close call, but Ye Yuqiao managed to step back just in time, moving in front of the female ghost and blocking the incoming fire talisman. Nonetheless, her left arm was singed by the flames of the fire talisman, leaving an irregular scorched mark.

"Xie Xiaoluan!" Seeing the burn on Ye Yuqiao's arm, Chen Hao's eyes blazed with fury! Without any need for him to activate it, the power of the Nether Eye Power already churned within him. He took large strides towards Xie Xiaoluan and kicked the seated Xie Xiaoluan, knocking him unconscious.

"Are you alright?" Chen Hao asked anxiously, holding Ye Yuqiao's burned arm, his eyes filled with distress and guilt.

Ye Yuqiao looked into Chen Hao's eyes, her brow furrowing and her heart pounding. She shook her head with a bitter expression, stepped back, and despite pulling away from Chen Hao's grip, she said coldly, "I'm fine, let's go in quickly!"

Chen Hao looked puzzled; something seemed off about Ye Yuqiao. After a pause, he first dragged the unconscious Xie Xiaoluan to the side into a thicket, then walked up to the front door of number 71 and rang the doorbell.

Shortly after, a woman in her thirties opened the door. She looked at Chen Hao with a frown and asked, "Little brother, whom are you looking for?"

Chen Hao glanced back at the female ghost, who was now glaring maliciously at the woman, her ferocious demeanor quite frightening. Seeing the female ghost like this, Chen Hao didn't need further explanation to guess that the woman who opened the door was the current Mrs. Zeng.

"Sister, I'm Chen Hao from the Yin Yang Master Association. While passing by, I noticed a demon aura hovering over your house," Chen Hao explained and then took out a business card from his wallet and handed it to the woman.

"Demon aura? How is that possible!" Mrs. Zeng was shocked. "Just a short while ago, an Onmyoji from your association left my house."

"Is that so?" Chen Hao feigned ignorance, frowning slightly. After a pause, he asked, "May I know which colleague of mine it was?"

"A young Master with the surname Xie, about your age!"

Chen Hao's eyes suddenly sparkled with intensity, and he exclaimed, "Are you talking about Xie Xiaoluan? That kid, always impersonating someone from our association to scam money!"

Mrs. Zeng's eyes widened in disbelief, and she gasped, "What, you mean he is a fraud!"

"Exactly!" Chen Hao nodded repeatedly, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "That scoundrel frequently poses as a member of our association to swindle people, doesn't have the slightest ability to catch ghosts, tricks people into keeping little ghosts at home, even lying about inviting the Seven Fairies!"

Upon hearing Chen Hao's words, Mrs. Zeng's expression turned abruptly to one of fright! She frowned in distress, stamping her foot anxiously as she asked, "What should we do? The day before yesterday, he conducted a ritual at my house and invited what he called the 'Bi Lian Fairy' to our home!"

At that moment, a black business car stopped by the curb in front of house number 71. A man in a sharp suit, carrying a black leather briefcase, got out of the car. When she saw that man, the bald female ghost immediately burst into tears and cried out, "He is my husband, Zeng Jian!"

As soon as Zeng Jian got out of the car and saw two unfamiliar young people standing at his doorstep, he frowned slightly and then walked towards the entrance.

Chen Hao took special notice that the bald female ghost was now crying a river of tears, or more accurately, a ghostly river of tears. In Chen Hao's view, she must have been driven out of her home and suffered great emotional distress, which is why she lost control and wept so inconsolably upon seeing her once dear husband.

"Honey, you're back from your business trip!" Mrs. Zeng said to Zeng Jian in a sweet, coquettish tone at the doorway, unconcerned of the two strangers and a ghostly ex-wife beside her.

Zeng Jian offered an awkward smile, then turned to Chen Hao and asked, "And who might this guest be?"

Chen Hao handed his business card to Zeng Jian, smiling as he said, "Hello, sir, I'm Chen Hao from the Yin Yang Master Association. It seems your wife might have unfortunately invited a little ghost into your home."

"The Yin Yang Master Association!" Zeng Jian was greatly surprised upon hearing this. After examining Chen Hao's business card, he looked at Mrs. Zeng sternly and demanded, "What is the meaning of all this?"

Mrs. Zeng's face turned quite ugly, and she hesitated for a long time before she finally told the story of how she had brought Xie Xiaoluan home to help a few days earlier:

Three days ago, as she was walking down the street, she was suddenly stopped by Xie Xiaoluan, who then told her that her forehead was darkened, her complexion sallow, and that there must surely be something unclean haunting her family lately, causing frequent nightmares. Feeling that Xie Xiaoluan's words were quite accurate, she brought him home. After making a round through the house, he advised her to invite a fairy to be enshrined in their home.

She agreed, and the next day, Xie Xiaoluan performed a ritual at their home, supposedly inviting one of the Seven Fairies, the Bi Yao Fairy, into their residence, and she ended up paying Xie Xiaoluan twenty thousand yuan as a fee. It was not until Chen Hao's arrival today that she realized Xie Xiaoluan was in fact a con artist.

After listening to Mrs. Zeng's explanation, Zeng Jian shook his head in anger. Composing himself after a few deep breaths, he accused Mrs. Zeng, "You—you I just don't know what to say about you, always so superstitious! Look where it's gotten you now, swindled by a charlatan and inviting a little ghost into our home!"

Mrs. Zeng looked at Zeng Jian sheepishly, her lips pursed, silent.

After staring at Mrs. Zeng for a long while, Zeng Jian turned to Chen Hao and said, "Young man, could you please come over to our house and help send the little ghost away?"

Chen Hao nodded.

"Wait a minute!" Just as Chen Hao was about to walk into the house, a deep voice suddenly came from behind him. Chen Hao turned around and saw a tall and thin middle-aged man walking toward the doorway from the side of the road.

This tall and thin middle-aged man was named Ren Deshan, a senior Yin Yang Master from the Yin Yang Master Association in Y City. As Ren Deshan saw Chen Hao turning around, he was startled for a moment before continuing to approach.

Not long ago, Ren Deshan had received an order from the Netherworld's Niu Tou and Ma Mian, stating that Chen Hao, despite his fated time being up, was still alive. They instructed Ren Deshan and a colleague to collect Chen Hao's Yin Soul. That evening, Ren Deshan and his colleague ran Chen Hao over with their car near his home. However, despite using all sorts of methods, they failed to take Chen Hao away and were instead severely wounded by the purple curse seal on Chen Hao's left eye.

A couple of days later, when Niu Tou and Ma Mian found Ren Deshan again, they informed him that he no longer needed to collect Chen Hao's Yin Soul and that the two of them must keep this affair a secret.

Therefore, when Ren Deshan received a call from Vice President Xie Da to rush over here, he felt a chill in his heart.

"Who are you?" Chen Hao asked Ren Deshan with a look of suspicion.

Narrowing his eyes, Ren Deshan glanced at Chen Hao and, with his hands behind his back and an authoritative tone, said, "I am Ren Deshan, the leader of the Heavenly Group of the Yin Yang Master Association, your and Xie Xiaoluan's immediate superior! Just now Vice President Xie"

"Xie Xiaoluan!" Mrs. Zeng looked doubtfully at Chen Hao, "Didn't you say Xie Xiaoluan was a swindler?"

"Hehe!" Knowing his lie was about to be exposed, Chen Hao could only scratch his head and give a silly laugh.

"What swindler?" Ren Deshan said sharply. "Xie Xiaoluan is one of my subordinates."

Hearing Ren Deshan say this, the deceived Zeng Jian instantly became furious, his face turning an ashen color. He huffed angrily at Chen Hao before turning to Mrs. Zeng and forcefully pushing her into the house, scolding, "Look what you've done, bringing all this riff-raff!"

After speaking, Zeng Jian went into the room and slammed the door shut with a "bang".

Chen Hao, sensing trouble, still had serious matters to discuss, and began knocking on the door, shouting, "Mr. Zeng, Mr. Zeng, I still have very important matters to talk with you about. Please open the door!"

"Chen Hao!" At this point, Ren Deshan extended his right arm, grabbing Chen Hao's right shoulder, and commanded in a tone one might use with a subordinate, "The Vice President has given an order for me to bring you back to the association immediately."

Chen Hao turned his head and glared at Ren Deshan with an unfriendly look, saying, "Can't you see I'm busy?"

"You!" Ren Deshan was furious, "I am your superior!"

Chen Hao snorted coldly, disdainfully saying, "So what if you are my superior? I'll tell you now, even if the President himself came, I wouldn't go back with him."

Ren Deshan's grasp on Chen Hao's right shoulder suddenly tightened, and he shouted at Chen Hao, "You've just joined the association and you're already lawless. If I don't teach you a lesson today, how will you learn?"

Chen Hao's face darkened, and he glared at Ren Deshan, hissing coldly, "Let go of me!"

Having said that, a purple glow suddenly flashed over his left eye.

Seeing this purple light, Ren Deshan recalled the last time he was severely injured by Chen Hao, so he quickly let go of Chen Hao's shoulder and stepped back.

"Chen Hao, I'll ask you just once, are you coming back to the association with me or not?"

"I'm busy!"

At that moment, Ren Deshan pulled out a straw man from the bag at his waist with his left hand.

Seeing the straw man, Ye Yuqiao by his side was shocked and asked, "You know how to do the Straw Man Soul Control Technique?"

Ren Deshan let out a cold snort and said to Ye Yuqiao, "This young lady seems very knowledgeable, to even know about the Straw Man Soul Control Technique."

"That's not a spell from the Yin Yang Arts, it's sorcery!"

Ren Deshan sneered and shouted, "Who cares whether it's a Yin Yang spell or sorcery, as long as it's a spell that can subdue demons and capture spirits, it's a useful spell!"

After saying this, Ren Deshan lifted his right hand over the straw man held in his left hand. Between his right thumb and index finger, he pinched a strand of hair that he had secretively plucked from Chen Hao's shoulder when he had patted Chen Hao earlier.

Then, Ren Deshan closed his eyes and began to chant a spell.

Chen Hao looked at Ye Yuqiao with confusion, asking, "Ye Yuqiao, what is the Straw Man Soul Control Technique?"

As Ren Deshan chanted the spell, Ye Yuqiao became visibly tense. Before she could explain, the strand of hair between Ren Deshan's fingers suddenly ignited, emitting an unpleasant burnt smell. Ren Deshan then released his fingers, allowing the charred strand of hair to fall onto the straw man.

Helplessly, Ye Yuqiao shook her head, frowned, and said to Chen Hao, "Chen Hao, he has control over your Yin Soul now!"

"What!" Chen Hao was shocked, and although he was still unclear about the exact nature of what was happening, Ye Yuqiao's anxious expression let him know it was definitely something very bad. In his memory, Ye Yuqiao had never been this worried.

At this point, Ren Deshan held up the straw man in his left hand and twisted it left and right a few times. Almost synchronously, Chen Hao began to teeter and totter, nearly colliding with Ye Yuqiao.

"What on earth is going on?" Chen Hao called out loudly, feeling his body was out of control.