The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon!-Chapter 71 - With such a Protective Jade Token who

Chapter 71: Chapter 71: With such a Protective Jade Token, who needs a master?

Chapter 71 -71: With such a Protective Jade Token, who needs a master?

The master spoke with a serious tone, making Josiah Garrison’s heart tighten.

As expected, it was a ghost!

“Master, do you have a way to… deal with it?”

Before the other could respond, Josiah added, “Rest assured, Master, if you’re willing to help, the compensation will be more than fair.”

The middle-aged master in a Taoist robe smiled slightly at the words, “In that case, I’ll give it my best shot.”

Saying this, he set up the array, prepared the altar, and began casting spells with full force.

Josiah had seen real masters before.

That day at the hospital, seeing Scarlett Jennings in action, he felt she had real skills.

But after the incident with the recording being exposed, he couldn’t bring himself to seek her out again.

Watching the master draw a talisman, which flew to the center of the bed, Josiah felt a rush of joy, thinking the female ghost would soon be dealt with.

However, the next second, the room’s temperature suddenly plummeted, and the flying talisman paper burst into flames mid-air.

Before he could ask, the master beside him turned pale and hastily threw out two more talisman papers.

The talisman papers rapidly burned to ashes mid-air once again.

The master, initially with a sage-like demeanor, now lost his composure and even shouted at Josiah,

“There are not just one evil spirits in this mansion? Why didn’t you say so earlier?!”

Had he known it would be this troublesome, he would not have willingly involved himself.

Now, he had angered the fierce ghost residing in this mansion with his actions!

“Quick, let’s go.”

The master said, pulling Josiah to escape.

Although Josiah was bewildered, he understood that this master was unreliable.

The two rushed to the door, but just as they approached, the room’s door suddenly slammed shut.

At the same time, Josiah felt something firmly grasp his feet, rendering him immobile.

Out of the corner of his eye, he vaguely saw a familiar silhouette appear by the bed again.

At that moment, the figure slowly turned as if approaching him.

Josiah’s heart leapt to his throat, and he breathed rapidly.

Seeing the female ghost getting closer, her ghastly white hand slowly reached for his neck.

Eyes wide, Josiah felt as if he would die here today.

Just then, the room’s door was knocked on from outside, followed by Timothy Garrison’s voice.

“Josiah? Are you in the room?”

Josiah felt a jolt of joy and instinctively opened his mouth to call for help; the next second, he felt a cold hand suddenly cover his mouth from behind.

A chilling, penetrating cold surged from his soles, leaving him rigid, unable to utter a word.

Josiah had never felt such terror as he did now, eyes bloodshot yet his features disturbingly sharp.

He felt something cold press against his back.

Josiah trembled violently; tears uncontrollably streamed down, and he wanted to scream for help, but he couldn’t.

At this life-threatening moment, the master next to him suddenly slashed his fingertip, flinging his arm to scatter the blood pearls, two of which landed on Josiah’s face.

He heard a scream in his ear.

The icy hand covering his mouth immediately withdrew, and in this critical moment, Josiah shouted towards the door,

“Dad! Help me!”

As soon as he spoke, the door was pushed open, revealing his father, who was about to leave after getting no response.

And the moment Timothy Garrison stepped into the room, Josiah distinctly felt the cold temperature gradually warm up.

Looking again, the master sat on the floor, cradling his finger and mumbling,

“Too fierce, this is too fierce.”

He had lost out on this deal today.

How long would it take him to recover the spiritual energy after casting the fingertip blood like this?

Feeling the room’s atmosphere, he discovered the chaotic fierce ghost seemed to have vanished.

The master, however, didn’t feel relieved.

He didn’t believe the ghost had been driven away by his fingertip blood.

He looked at Timothy Garrison, and his gaze landed on the jade token hanging from his neck, gradually widening his eyes.

What followed was an expression of indignation,

“Mr. Garrison! I thought you sincerely invited me here, yet you said nothing truthful?!”

Josiah, having narrowly escaped death, looked displeased hearing the master’s words,

“What do you mean by that, Master?!”

The master then pointed at the jade token around Timothy’s neck,

“Since you know the master who can craft such a protective artifact, why seek me? Even without me, this protective jade token would keep you safe from evil spirits!”

Upon hearing this, Josiah and Timothy were both stunned and simultaneously looked at the jade token around Timothy’s neck.

It was the jade token Scarlett Jennings had given the Garrison Family before.

Although they were not entirely convinced by Scarlett’s words, they wore the jade token after finding it, and indeed, misfortunes had decreased significantly.

However, there were only two tokens; Timothy couldn’t always be with Josiah, so they spent a lot to find this master.

Who would have thought this master was no more effective than a jade token made by Scarlett Jennings?

Could that girl really be so capable?

“Master, you mean if I wear the jade token, the female ghost won’t attack me like before?”

Josiah’s expression darkened.

Having just gone through that, he didn’t want a repeat.

“I see the jade token’s spiritual energy does indicate so.”

The master was initially angry, feeling tricked by the family, but realizing now how rare protective artifacts were, he shouldn’t have lost his temper.

Being from the Mystical Sect, he wasn’t used to apologizing; instead, he softened his tone slightly,

“The evil spirit occupying this mansion isn’t an ordinary new ghost. While I have some skills, dealing with such an evil spirit alone is beyond my power…

If you want a permanent solution, it’s best to ask the master who sold you this jade token.”

The master spoke honestly, and across from him, the Garrison father and son looked constipated.

How would they tell him the jade token wasn’t purchased?

If not for recent events, the jade token around Timothy’s neck might still be tucked away collecting dust.

Timothy knew his son was troubled by nightmares and didn’t oppose seeking a master to perform a ritual at home.

But… would they have to seek Scarlett Jennings again?

Josiah was silent, pondering the same issue.

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After last time, he wasn’t sure Scarlett would still want to help him.

Moreover, Isolde probably wouldn’t want him to look for Scarlett’s help again.

If they couldn’t find a reliable master, only one option remained…

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To retrieve the protective jade token from Isolde.