said: "It's not necessary, I believe in Xiao Shenyi's medical skills."Ye Bufan smiled faintly: "It wouldn't hurt to check."He was very clear that only by presenting concrete data could he completely...As night fell, Huoshenshan stood bathed in the moonlight, with a sparse scattering of stars.

In the very center of the mountaintop, a large altar measuring 9 meters long and 9 meters wide had now been fully constructed.

Around the altar, there hung seventy-seven forty-nine oil lamps. They swayed ceaselessly in the night wind.

At ten o'clock at night, Changsun Wenzhi personally led people here, Changsun Qiulan pulled Changsun Cangsong beside her.

Behind them followed 40 bodyguards in black, along with the three grand elder deacons of the Changsun family, one at the late stage of Heaven Rank and two at the middle stage of Heaven Rank.

It can be seen that the Changsun family attaches great importance to this evening, and has deployed a powerful force.

Coming before the altar, Changsun Wenzhi said, "Doctor Ye, are you prepared"

"Everything is ready, just waiting for the stroke of midnight, then we can re-condense the spiritual and mental essence for the young master."

Ye Bufan walked over. At this moment, his attire had changed to a long robe, with a peachwood sword stuck behind his back.

"That's great, thank you Dr. Ye."

Changsun Wenzhi nodded and said.

"Big brother, what place is this It looks so fun!"

Changsun Cangsong gazed at the dead wind lamps around the altar, a look of great interest on his face.

"Well, how about I play a game with you later"

Ye Bufan said to him.

"Great, great! I love playing games the most."

Changsun Cangsong said excitedly.

Soon, it will be midnight.

Ye Bufan asked everyone to wait at the bottom of the altar and walked up, pointing to a cushion in the center. "You sit here nicely," he said, "and I'll show you some swordplay, how about that"

"Well done, Matson, you're the best."

Changsun Cangsong finished speaking and then, with a look of amusement, glanced at the golden cushion before sitting down heavily on it.

Ye Bufan took the oil lamp that had already been prepared, and according to the positions of the seven stars Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang, he placed seven oil lamps around Changsun Cangsong.

He placed himself in position and addressed the audience, "When midnight strikes, I will begin the ritual. Then, with my magic, I will light each of these seven lamps one by one."

Each lamp represents a soul, and when all seven lamps are lit, the great task will be accomplished, helping the young master to rebuild his spiritual wisdom soul.

During this time, absolute silence must be maintained. There can be absolutely no disturbance, otherwise, all our efforts will be for naught, and both myself and the young master will be in grave danger.

"Rest assured, we've got your safety covered. No one in the capital dares openly defy the Changsun family."

Changsun Wenzhi said confidently.

"That's best."

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he first took the two ivory pieces and placed them next to Changsun Cangsong.

Then he drew his peachwood sword from its sheath, dipping it into a bowl of black dog blood that had been prepared beforehand. When the stroke of midnight arrived, he immediately began to dance with it.

His swordsmanship appeared chaotic, yet it adhered to the principles of the five elements and the eight trigrams.

After circling Changsun Cangsong, he suddenly slashed with his sword, and a massive wave of power surged from the center of the altar.

Then he pointed his peachwood sword at the nearby oil lamp in his hand. With a *poof*, the lamp burst into flames without any need for a lit wick, instantly illuminating the surroundings.

"Under the stage, Changsun Wenzhi secretly nodded. 'I didn't expect Dr. Ye to be so young, besides being skilled in medicine, his magic skills are also so profound, which is truly admirable.'"

He was still a little worried about Ye Bufan's age, but it seemed he really was capable.

Standing beside her, Changsun Qiu Lan remained silent, her expression dark and brooding, lost in thought.

On stage, Ye Bufan didn't stop. His two feet moved in quick succession, and after about two minutes, he struck out with his sword again, lighting another oil lamp.

Then the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth lamps followed, leaving only the last lamp at Tianzhu position.

Changsun Wenzhi stood nervously under the stage, rubbing his hands together, hoping that this time he would succeed and allow his son to regain his sanity.

And at this moment, Ye Bufan was clearly giving his all. Beads of sweat streamed down his forehead, and even his breaths were heavier than usual.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward again.

"Seven Stars Shine, Soul Reforged, Open!"

After a loud shout, the peachwood sword in his hand suddenly struck those two ivory tusks.

Just then, the black dog blood at the tip of the peachwood sword burst into flames, and immediately after, the two ivory pieces erupted in a bloody red light before exploding into a cloud of powder with a loud bang.

Changsun Wenzhi's expression changed. Although he didn't understand the Xuanmen spells, he also felt something was amiss.

Sure enough, Ye Bufan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood with a violent cough.

At the same time, Changsun Cangsong let out a scream and collapsed to the ground, fainting.

"What's going on"

Changsun Wenzhi was greatly shocked and immediately rushed onto the altar.

Ye Bufan struggled to his feet: "There's something wrong with the items set up for the altar. That blood isn't black dog blood."

Changsun Wenzhi turned his head to look at Changsun Qiulan: "Didn't you personally prepare this What's going on"

Changsun Qiu Lan showed no signs of panic, instead, she smiled sweetly.

"The blood is indeed blood, but I added some menstrual blood of women to it."

Ye Bufan called out again, "That ivory has a problem too." "It's not ivory at all, it's made from ground-up human bones. But this thing is incredibly well-made, the average person wouldn't be able to tell."

Changsun Wenzhi was so angry his beard quivered: "Why, why would you do this"

Chángsun Qiulan smiled faintly: “Father, does this even require asking Of course I don’t want him to succeed in his spell.”

"You... you..."

Changsun Wenzhi looked at Changsun Cangsong, who had fainted on the altar, and was so angry that his eyes were blazing.

"You beast, this is your own brother!"

"Haha..."

Chang Sun Qiulan burst into a haughty laugh, her previous kindness and obedience vanished.

"You're right, I'm afraid because he's my own brother. If he's really cured, will the head of the family position still be mine"

She suddenly stopped laughing, looking at Changsun Wenzhi: "You can blame this old man. You've held onto the master's position for so long and refused to give it up. If you had passed it on to me earlier, he wouldn't have died."

"And you too."

Changsun Qiulan looked at Ye Bufan again, "You are really a cockroach that can't be killed. The Shangguan family couldn't kill you, the Dong family couldn't kill you, and after I used so many methods, you are still alive and well in the end."

The killer move I spent so much effort setting up yesterday was ruined by you.

Today, I want to see what tricks you have left up your sleeve to get out of this alive.

Ye Bufan's expression changed: "So the one who has been secretly plotting against me all along is you."

He and Sima Wei analyzed it for a long time, but they still didn't think that Changsun Qiulan and the mastermind were the same person.

"Yes, it's me. Aren't you surprised"

Changsun Qiu Lan laughed arrogantly once more.

But I didn't understand, why did you attack me I haven't done anything to provoke you, have I

"Is there more"

At this moment, Changsun Qiu Lan's pretty face contorted into a ferocious grimace, her features twisted with rage.

In Jiangbei City, if you hadn't jumped out to cause trouble, how could Changsun Sheng have been exposed

"My long-prepared plan was ruined by you, shouldn't I kill you"

Ye Bufan's face changed again. He didn't expect this woman to attack him repeatedly, all for this reason.

"It turns out that Changsun Sheng's matter is also related to you."

"You're right, Changsun Dongju's child is mine. Changsun Sheng was sent by me."

Changsun Qiulan laughed hysterically again, "How is it Isn't it fun"l arts practitioners, but not a single one about spiritual methods.After combing through every single book in the area dedicated to martial arts techniques, having meticulously examined tens of thousa...