Three Sins Against Heaven

Ghost Guest calmly said, "Just a distant relative, I have to take care of him out of old ties. Senior Brother, you don't need to worry. Just hand him over to me. I understand the rules—ten Spirit Stones. I won't let you suffer a loss."

Ghost Guest reached into his storage bag at his waist and took out ten Spirit Stones, handing them to Zeng Ping.

On the way here, the white-robed youth had already taught him how to use the storage bag. One only needed to imprint their spiritual sense on it and use spiritual energy to open it.

It looked like a small bag, but the space inside was vast, capable of holding many items. Inside, there were also fifty Spirit Stones.

Additionally, each new disciple was allocated five Spirit Slaves, totaling one hundred Spirit Stones. This was the initial resource given to each disciple by Aaron Ouyang.

Once these were used up, to obtain more Spirit Stones, one would have to earn them at the Spirit Treasure Platform.

Zeng Ping accepted the Spirit Stones with a broad smile and went into the courtyard to pull Little Tiger out, carefully observing Ghost Guest's reaction.

The moment Little Tiger saw Ghost Guest, he trembled with excitement and rushed over to hug him tightly.

"Dylan Chen, you finally came to find me!"

Ghost Guest looked at the scarred Little Tiger, suppressing his inner rage, and nodded calmly at Zeng Ping.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

"No need to be so polite, Junior Brother. If you have time in the future, come visit again, and I'll make sure to treat you well." Seeing Ghost Guest's reaction, Zeng Ping finally relaxed. He didn't want to offend a personal disciple over this matter.

Ghost Guest nodded at the white-robed youth, who immediately took the two of them into the air.

On a green mountain not far from the Spirit Treasure Platform, the white-robed youth landed on the mountainside with Ghost Guest and formed a hand seal to open the light screen of a courtyard.

"Junior Brother Ghost Guest, this mountain is called Dusk Mountain. This is the cave dwelling I arranged for you. Are you satisfied?"

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Seeing Ghost Guest about to bow again, the white-robed youth quickly supported his arm.

"We're fellow disciples; no need to be so formal."

Ghost Guest's eyes were filled with gratitude as he softly said, "I haven't asked for Senior Brother's name yet."

"My name is Kenneth Yi."

"Thank you for everything today, Senior Brother."

"No need to mention it. We're fellow disciples." Kenneth Yi waved his hand slightly and demonstrated two hand seals with one hand, "I've already explained matters concerning cultivators to you. This is the restriction of your cave dwelling, remember it well. Our Master spends most of his time in seclusion, so I'll be teaching you on his behalf. You can come to me for two hours every month. I live at Azure Cloud Platform. Just ask any fellow disciple, and they'll know. You seem exhausted now, so I won't disturb your rest."

"Take care, Senior Brother." Ghost Guest respectfully saw Kenneth Yi out of the courtyard, watching him leave until he was out of sight before returning.

Ghost Guest spread his spiritual sense, imprinting it on the light screen above the courtyard. From now on, he was the master of this courtyard.

"Dylan, where have you been all this time? Why did you leave without a word?" Little Tiger, seeing no one else around, could no longer suppress his grievances and pain, bursting into tears.

Ghost Guest patted Little Tiger's head and gently said, "Little Tiger, be good. I won't leave you again."

"Really?" Little Tiger looked at Ghost Guest with hopeful eyes, waiting for a definite answer.

Ghost Guest smiled, "Really, when have I ever lied to you?"

Only then did Little Tiger wipe away his tears and smile.

Ghost Guest's expression suddenly turned extremely serious. He took out the corpses of Ryan Ji and the others from his storage bag, knelt heavily on the ground, and kowtowed until his forehead bled.

"A debt of rebirth!"

Seeing Dylan Chen kowtow, Little Tiger also knelt down, his head hitting the ground with a loud thud.

Wood was piled high, and sparks ignited into a blazing fire.

In the end, the four corpses turned into ashes, which were carefully placed into jars by Ghost Guest, labeled with names and addresses, and solemnly stored in the storage bag.@@novelbin@@

"Dylan, are Ryan Ji and Carol Yan dead?" Little Tiger asked softly.

"Yes." Ghost Guest nodded slightly, his eyes filled with sorrow.

"Are we going to bury them?" Little Tiger asked again. His understanding of death came entirely from his mother.

His mother had told him that death was just moving to a different place to live, from living on the ground to living in the earth.

"Yes, we'll take them home and let them rest in the earth, returning to their roots." Ghost Guest's voice grew even softer.

He knew that his four former companions would not want to be buried in a place that had brought them so much pain.

"Who are the other two?" Little Tiger continued to ask.

"Saviors, and my friends."

"Your friends are my friends too. Four friends, thank you for saving Dylan!" Little Tiger shouted to the sky.

Dylan Chen sat on the steps outside the building, holding his forehead with his hand.

"Little Tiger, go upstairs first. I'll come to treat your wounds later."

"Okay." Little Tiger nodded and went upstairs.

After Little Tiger went upstairs, Ghost Guest could no longer hold back his tears and cried into his hands.

They were all dead, and only he had survived. Though alive, he felt worse than dead.

The images of Ryan Ji and the others' deaths seemed imprinted on his soul, visible every time he closed his eyes, suffocating him.

"Ryan Ji, Carol Yan, Roy Li, Ralph Zhao, I will avenge you. I will kill Mark Ye for you!"

Ghost Guest wiped away his tears fiercely and turned to go upstairs.

...

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts!"

In the room on the second floor, Little Tiger was bare-chested. Despite Ghost Guest being very careful when releasing spiritual energy, touching the wounds still made Little Tiger cry out in pain.

After the wounds scabbed over, Ghost Guest retracted his spiritual energy and sighed.

Little Tiger's new wounds overlapped old ones, and he had internal injuries. Coupled with the frequent extraction of spiritual energy, it was impossible to heal him solely with spiritual energy; he could only be slowly nursed back to health.

Ghost Guest's eyes gradually turned cold. Just because he acted indifferent in front of Zeng Ping didn't mean he didn't care.

Little Tiger's injuries would need an explanation someday!

Ghost Guest said in a deep voice, "I will avenge you in the future."

Little Tiger shook his head and smiled honestly, "No need. My mother said not to dwell on bad things, just remember the good people and things."

Ghost Guest was moved. His mother had taught him the same thing.

"By the way, why did your parents sell you here? You never mentioned it before."

Little Tiger's eyes gradually dimmed, and he said softly, "Little Tiger was sick. Selling me could pay for Little Tiger's treatment. My parents didn't agree; it was my decision. I've been useless since I was a child, always causing trouble for my family. My parents borrowed a lot of money to treat Little Tiger, so I wanted to help. Little Tiger calls me brother, and a brother should protect his younger sibling, so I came here."

Ghost Guest knew Little Tiger's real name was Tiger Li, but he had never heard him mention having a younger brother. This was the first time he heard about it.

Ghost Guest comforted, "Don't worry, I'll take you back to see Little Tiger and your parents in the future."

"Really? That's great!" Little Tiger immediately became excited, then asked, "Can I go out to play? I haven't been out for a long time."

"You can, but it's dangerous outside. It's best not to go out alone. I'll take you out in a few days."

"Can we eat something? I haven't had good food in a long time."

"Yes, I'll take you to eat roasted meat in a few days."

"Roasted meat, great! I want lamb. I love lamb."

"Okay."

...

The two of them chatted, and Little Tiger poured out everything he had been holding back, not noticing that Ghost Guest's responses were getting weaker.

Until there was no response at all, Little Tiger turned his head and saw that Ghost Guest had fallen asleep leaning against the bed.

He was too tired. From the moment he arrived at the Demonic Extreme Sect, his mind had been tightly wound. Now that he had relaxed, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.

In his daze, he seemed to see his mother again. Dreams were always beautiful, always showing him what he wanted to see.

If only it weren't a dream.

Little Tiger silently kept watch by the bed, thinking about the name Ghost Guest, looking puzzled.

Ghost Guest had explained that the name was meant to sound fierce and scare people.

But he still didn't understand why he needed to scare people.

But he didn't care about that. No matter how the name changed, he would always call him Dylan Chen, just like when they first met.

"Dylan, sleep well. I'll keep watch." Little Tiger murmured.