Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 25 - : Beasts

The little girl Yin Xingyue didn't immediately answer Shen Siyuan, but stood at the doorway, interlacing her fingers and picking at her thumbs, evidently caught in a dilemma.

Shen Siyuan didn't rush her, simply taking a seat on the sofa and started scrolling through his phone.

"I'm home, good night."

Five minutes ago, Jiang Tingyu had sent him a WeChat message.

Shen Siyuan hurriedly replied to her.

"I just got home too, good night."

Then he opened Moments and saw that Jiang Tingyu had also posted something.

The content was very simple, just a short sentence.

[Wind, good night.]

The picture was a casually taken photo of the night sky.

It was unclear whether the 'wind' she referred to was a person or really just the wind.

Shen Siyuan didn't 'like' her post, instead scrolling down to see Tian Yunrui's posted food, Wang Chao's movie tickets, Cai Weiqiang's cats, and Lu Ran's night running status... Everyone had their own life.

At this moment, the little girl Yin Xingyue suddenly said, "Uncle is bullying me."

Hearing this, Shen Siyuan looked up, his eyes widened, thinking to himself when did I bully you.

Seeing Shen Siyuan's reaction, the little girl seemed to realize her mistake and said quietly, "It's the uncle that's with my mom."

Shen Siyuan knitted his brows upon hearing this; there seemed to be something problematic in her words.

"Where is your dad?" Shen Siyuan asked.

"He's dead."

"Didn't you see his ghost?"

Yin Xingyue shook her head, looking sad. She naturally knew that not seeing her dad's ghost only meant one thing – that her dad had let go of all attachments and vanished from this world.

But she had always missed her dad, yet he...

This made her, who lacked paternal love, even more upset.

"What exactly is going on with the uncle you mentioned?" Shen Siyuan pressed on.

The little girl hesitated upon hearing this, seemingly afraid and struggling to articulate.

So Shen Siyuan comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I think I have some abilities; I should be able to help you."

Yin Xingyue nodded lightly; Shen Siyuan was the first person who could see them.

And that little sister seemed really amazing too, not only could she produce fire, but she could also fly in the sky.

"My mom married uncle, he's my new dad, but I don't like him..."

The little girl's logic was clear, and she spoke methodically, Shen Siyuan quickly understood the crux of the issue.

It turned out that the little girl's dad had died when she was very young, and her mom, being busy with work and unable to care for her, had sent her to live with Grandma in the countryside.

A few years ago, her mom found another man to marry and brought her back home.

But clearly, this man was no good; although he appeared well-mannered, he was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Yin Xingyue had told her mom, but her mom simply wouldn't believe her and even scolded her, calling her a jinx, saying that at such a young age, her mind was full of filth, wanting to destroy her family...

And after her stepfather found out, not only did he not restrain himself, but he also became more outrageous and often whipped her with a belt, saying he was teaching her to behave and not to pick up bad habits.

Because she frequently had bruises, her teachers noticed and approached her parents, resulting in her stepfather slandering her for stealing things, and even for browsing messy websites and watching inappropriate videos, which infuriated her parents, leading them to beat her.

Yin Xingyue was ostracized at school and deprived of her parents' love at home, eventually choosing suicide.

Upon hearing this, Shen Siyuan frowned deeply; this stepfather was very problematic; it likely wasn't just about wanting to violate Yin Xingyue but to destroy her life completely and then control her thoroughly, both mentally and physically.

This was a terrifying form of psychological manipulation. After Yin Xingyue's life was completely controlled by him, one could only imagine what her future would hold...

What Yin Xingyue's stepfather hadn't expected was that Yin Xingyue would choose suicide directly, causing his plans to fall through immediately.

"You must be very disappointed with such a life, right?"

Yin Xingyue remained silent.

"If that's the case, what is there left in this world for you to reminisce about?"

"Is it reluctance? Or is there someone you're worried about?"

Shen Siyuan remembered the slight upwards curve of her lips when she just mentioned her Grandma.

Indeed, upon hearing his words, Yin Xingyue softly said, "Grandma is sick, I'm waiting for her."

"Don't you want to take revenge on your vile stepfather?" Shen Siyuan asked.

Hearing this, Yin Xingyue suddenly lifted her head and stared straight at Shen Siyuan.

"You don't need to do anything to him. Just scaring him would probably be punishment enough," Shen Siyuan said calmly.

Shen Siyuan could not simply stand idly by and let such a scoundrel get away with everything, especially now that he knew about it.

"But... but I can't do anything." Yin Xingyue said with a somewhat sad expression.

Clearly unwilling to let things be, she had been angry, outraged, and had vented her frustrations on him, but in the end, it was all for naught.

"That's where I come in," Shen Siyuan said with a smile.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner appeared in his palm. He maneuvered his fingers into a seal, and a wisp of blue flame emerged in the air, heading towards Yin Xingyue.

Yin Xingyue stepped back a few paces in fear, but seeing the look Shen Siyuan gave her, she mustered her courage, stood her ground, and let the blue flame engulf her. At that moment, her body burst into flame.

However, Yin Xingyue felt no pain. She examined the blue flames flickering over her hands with a bit of curiosity.

But before she could take a closer look, she felt a pulling force dragging her into the air, towards the palm of Shen Siyuan.

Looking at the damaged Ten Thousand Soul Banner in his palm, Shen Siyuan whispered, "Stay quietly inside the banner for the night, and I will let you out tomorrow."

With that thought, he put the Ten Thousand Soul Banner away.

He then continued today's practice of the Eighteen Forms; since he wanted to train, he couldn't afford to miss a single day.

As sinews stretched and pain followed, his muscles trembled uncontrollably, and Shen Siyuan's face contorted with the effort. He considered stopping and giving up completely for a moment.

No wonder most Cultivators from the Great Wilderness choose to focus on Inner Cultivation—it's easier, straightforward, and efficient, all advantages.

Outer Cultivation is just too difficult and painful, with dubious results; only those with poor talents or those lacking Cultivation Techniques and resources would choose Outer Cultivation.

Even the original practitioners of the Great Arhat Eighteen Forms at Lantuo Temple only used it to temper the physical bodies of new disciples, ultimately shifting to Inner Cultivation.

After another intense "battle," Shen Siyuan was drenched in sweat, wet then dry, reeking of a sour stench.

Shen Siyuan gulped down a big glass of water before he went to take a bath in the washroom, and then comfortably lay down in bed.

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Thinking about going back home tomorrow gave him a bit of a headache.

He wondered what kind of girl his mother had set up for him this time.

Last time, after his mother asked a friend to introduce him to someone, Shen Siyuan added that person on WeChat, saying it was a friend's introduction.

The girl sent him a message straight away: 300 for one time, 800 for the night, leaving him speechless.