331: Chapter 331 Helping You Freedom

"Guaranteed to satisfy me?"

Han Jingyang smiled.

Nowadays, only items with skills can satisfy me. Anything else, like money, gold, or silver, is just a pile of junk in my eyes. I don't care about them at all, and if I get my hands on them, I just distribute them to my subordinates.

Items—only items with skills are my true favorites.

Of course, Han Jingyang wouldn't say that; instead, he nodded with a smile. "Leave it to me."

Deng Darong and the others quickly thanked him. They were truly terrified.

If Lyu Zhiqiang's insidious methods were still within their scope of understanding, then the matter of Sun Qian—Dou Dou's biological mother—borrowing her daughter's body to return from the dead was simply too outrageous, far exceeding their imagination and cognition.

Sun Qian had been dead for over twenty years, yet she suddenly came back to life using her daughter's body, recounting old stories vividly with her memory completely intact. Who wouldn't be terrified seeing such a scene?

Moreover, there was no sign of Sun Qian leaving. During the time Han Jingyang went to deal with Lyu Zhiqiang, she remained in her daughter Dou Dou's body, as if intending to occupy it permanently.

That was why Deng Darong and the others were quite anxious.

Even though Sun Qian was their childhood friend.

This kind of thing wouldn't sound good if it got out, and it was especially unfair to Dou Dou.

Therefore, Deng Darong and the others were all hoping that Han Jingyang could resolve this matter completely.

It wasn't just Deng Darong and the others; Sun Qian's parents and parents-in-law shared the same sentiment.

Han Jingyang walked in, saw Dou Dou sitting on the sofa, and sighed. "Lyu Zhiqiang is dead."

"Ah?" Dou Dou, sitting on the sofa, shrieked and stood up abruptly. "Really?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. So, you are free."

Dou Dou, however, slumped back onto the sofa, looking utterly devastated.

Han Jingyang sneered. "Sun Qian, that's enough. Don't be ungrateful. Being able to reunite with your parents after so many years of death is an encounter ordinary people wouldn't dare imagine. Do you really want to occupy your daughter's body permanently? Let me tell you, don't even think about it. Get rid of that idea as soon as possible. Not to mention whether you can occupy it permanently, even if you could, I wouldn't allow it."

Dou Dou suddenly glared at Han Jingyang with a ferocious expression. "Why? Why do you have the right to interfere so much?"

Han Jingyang sneered again. "Because I have the bigger fist."

"You, you..."

"Cut the crap. If you don't leave on your own, I'll have to take action. I'll personally send you off."

"You're meddling in other people's business!"

"Yes, I am meddling. Not only will I meddle, but I'll see it through from beginning to end, and I'll clean it up thoroughly. Sun Qian, don't harbor any wishful thinking."

Dou Dou's expression became increasingly ferocious. The red and black Qi inside her body began to coalesce, and a woman's face slowly took shape—it was Sun Qian's face, though its size and form were incomparable to before; it took a long time to coalesce into a rough outline.

Clearly, the current Sun Qian was completely different from the Sun Qian of over twenty years ago.

At the very least, she was more aggressive.

To be precise, the current Sun Qian was not the Sun Qian of the past, but merely a Wraiths that retained Sun Qian's memories and emotions. She had been almost purified by Han Jingyang's skill that morning, which was why she lacked her previous madness.

But a Wraiths is a Wraiths. The resentment that Lyu Zhiqiang had enticed and nurtured could not disappear completely. Given time, she would inevitably turn back into that ferocious and terrifying Wraiths. Even if this Wraiths, Sun Qian, was slightly different from other Wraiths and retained some sanity, a Wraiths is still a Wraiths; its nature would not change.

Unless Han Jingyang used a skill that could completely purify souls.

But unfortunately, Han Jingyang did not have one.

Furthermore, even if he had such a skill, Han Jingyang probably wouldn't use it. Because Sun Qian had been dead for over twenty years, her physical body had long since turned to mud, and now she was parasitizing her daughter Dou Dou. If Sun Qian didn't die, Dou Dou's soul would be suppressed for a lifetime, and from then on, Sun Qian would live by occupying her daughter's body.

This sort of thing was unethical.

Only "dust to dust, earth to earth" was the best outcome.

Thinking this, he stopped talking nonsense, pulled out his solid bamboo cane, and smacked it onto Dou Dou's arm.

"Ah—"

Dou Dou let out a shrill scream.

But those familiar with Dou Dou knew that this was not her voice.

Even so, the group of people, especially Dou Dou's grandparents, were so heartbroken that they dared not look directly. One was a daughter, the other a granddaughter. No matter the final outcome, they would truly lose a loved one in a real sense. How could they not be heartbroken?

But precisely because of this, Han Jingyang didn't ask for their opinions at all. He made the decision for them directly: send Sun Qian away and save Dou Dou.

This was the most reasonable and safest choice.

Of course, it was also the most convenient choice to operate—expelling Sun Qian's Wraiths from Dou Dou's body.

Well, it sounded simple, but it was actually quite difficult. Because the relationship between Dou Dou and Sun Qian's Wraiths was not a simple possession; it was a fusion at the level of the primordial spirit. Lyu Zhiqiang had used a slow, grinding process, operating little by little, and it took him several years to find the trick.

Once fully fused, Sun Qian would be Dou Dou, and Dou Dou would be Sun Qian. The merged Dou Dou would be extremely powerful, possessing strong autonomy while still having to accept Lyu Zhiqiang's control. It was equivalent to a Wraiths with a physical body, which was far more formidable than a Wraiths that could only reside in an oil painting.

To put it bluntly, Lyu Zhiqiang was refining Dou Dou as if she were an oil painting. If successful, Dou Dou would be a living oil painting—an oil painting fused with a Wraiths, a dharma instrument that had thoughts and could be controlled.

Once Lyu Zhiqiang truly succeeded, Dou Dou would become the most bizarre and terrifying weapon.

The most terrifying thing was that this weapon could be controlled remotely, or even require no control at all. After receiving an order, this weapon could independently judge complex situations and ultimately complete the mission without leaving any evidence.

The combination of a powerful Wraiths and a gentle, talented, and peerlessly beautiful body was a disaster wherever it went. The manipulator, Lyu Zhiqiang, could easily achieve almost all his wishes through this combination.

After all, how would a normal person guard against someone like Dou Dou, a gentle violinist and oil painter?

Fortunately, Dou Dou met Wang Zhiwei.

Even more fortunately, Wang Zhiwei found Han Jingyang immediately.

Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

It was also for this reason that Han Jingyang never thought about keeping Sun Qian. Who knows if softening his heart and keeping Sun Qian would breed other troubles in the future?

He couldn't just stare at Dou Dou every day to check her body.

It was better to cut the weeds and dig up the roots, striving to leave no future troubles.

Indecisiveness and womanly benevolence were not Han Jingyang's style. Since he started out, he had always been decisive and ruthless. When facing He Dingkun, before He Dingkun had even taken formal action, he had already struck first, inviting the True Martial Emperor to cut the dragon vein of the Dingshen Group and break the Dingshen Group's Feng Shui formation. He had directly kicked the Dingshen Group and He Dingkun's family into the abyss, not to mention the little tricks he had played at He Dingkun's ancestral grave.

Even now, the little trinket he buried at He Dingkun's ancestral grave was still there.

He was that fierce when he just started, let alone now.

Therefore, Han Jingyang unhesitatingly pulled out his solid bamboo cane and activated the skill "Exorcise Ghosts and Drive Away Spirits."