400 Earthbinding Spiri (1/2)
It was nightfall.
The huge city was silent except for a few lampposts giving off a warm orange glow.
In a guest room of a hotel, a window remained lit.
”Hmph... such detailed carvings... and such an invigorating fragrance...”
Thomas caressed the Aquilaria Maitreya in his hands and commented. ”Chinese Country... such a magical place. I believe prophet will be extremely interested in this place...”
After admiring it for a long while, he finally kept the wooden figurine in his safe before taking out another ceramic bottle. ”This incense as well... Night, do you have any explanation for what had happened today?”
”Very sorry, Mister, I was only thinking of securing the best price for you!”
Night took a deep bow and bent over 90 degrees.
”You do know... I hate it when my subordinates take their own initiatives. Make sure this is the last time it'll ever happen!”
Thomas rubbed his forehead. ”Now... get out! I want to sleep!”
”Yes, Mister. Good night and sweet dreams!”
Night took another bow and took her leave.
Seeing her leaving the room, Thomas frowned. He initially requested a Chinese translator. What was the company thinking to send such a person? If not for her pretty face, he would have fired her on the spot.
”Stupid white person! How dare he order me around!”
After returning to her own room, Night's voice suddenly sounded ferocious. Her forehead became black and there was a red glow in her eyes. ”It's a magical equipment! That Aquilaria Maitreya must be a magical equipment! It is mine! Mine!”
As she exclaimed, her voice became hoarse as though she was an entirely different person. It was an eerie sight which would shock anyone who witnessed it.
”Hehe... and that despicable Chinese as well. How dare he offend me, a Yin Yang Master with noble blood! I will personally ensure his death!”
Night snickered eerily and retrieved a black leather box from the closet.
The leather box was locked. Unlocking it revealed many mysterious looking talismans and bottles, as well as a black-coloured notebook.
Night caressed her white fingers across the objects in the box and finally took a purple bottle with a long neck. Opening it released a stench of bloody smell with a blend of mysterious fragrance.
”Hehe...”
Night's original pale face was now flushed red with excitement. She took a purple brush, dipped the blood-red ink from the bottle and started to draw a pentagon-shaped array on the clipboard.
”Sh*t... The disturbance in this world is too strong!”
As she drew, there were a few times where the pen came to a halt. With a depressed look, she had to take out her knife and slice a wound on her arm every time that happened, dripping fresh blood on the paper.
It was a weird thing for every time she dripped her fresh blood, her pen would move again and with much difficulty, she finally finished her final stroke.
”As Little Night of the Plains, I am calling for the spiritual body which lies between hell and reality... Come out, my God!”
Little Night of the Plains placed her palms together and the light in her room dimmed.
On the ground, a Pentagon Array emitted a soft purple glow. On each of its five corners, there was a ball of white fire burning.
”Whooo! Whooo...”
A sinister wind blew across and there was a faint cry in the wind.
...
In Thomas's room.
As the night breeze blew, an agile black silhouette climbed to his window. Unknowingly, it managed to open the window.
Like a nimble black cat, the silhouette's glaring eyes started to examine the room. ”How did grandmaster's treasure end up in the hands of a foreigner... It's a pity that I've led my life honourably but now, I have to resort to being a thief... Eh?”
With his senses, he managed to find the safe. Looking at the passcode lock, he was puzzled.
”Who's that?”
With a chilling vibe, the old daoist leapt away from the safe and froze. He could see the door to the bedroom slowly opening.
”Thomas... no, he's being possessed!”
Thomas was in a weird state as though he was half-awake and half-asleep. He had a scary expression and it was as though he was dream walking.
Walking towards the safe, Thomas was oblivious to the surroundings. He entered the passcode and with a 'kacha', the locked safe which troubled the daoist was unlocked.
A hint of fragrance filled the room as the Aquilaria Maitreya appeared. Wads of cash were stuffed around the figure in a neat fashion.
”As a daoist, I am not after riches. I shall just take the magical equipment!”
The old daoist stretched out his hands and with that, the Aquilaria Maitreya landed in his palms.
”Aw! Aw!”
Seeing this, Thomas's eyes started to glow green. He leapt towards the old daoist as though he was a crazed corpse.
”Hmph! Such a small manipulative spell... how dare you show off in front of me!”
Without a second thought, the old daoist took out a yellow talisman and pasted it on Thomas's forehead.
”Bang!”
With a yellow glow, the foreigner stood there motionless as a grey fog was forced out of his head.
”Boss!”
All the commotion in the room finally attracted the attention of the bodyguards outside. After a few knocks, two big-sized bodyguards barged in. ”Who the hell are you!”
”The older I get, the more unlucky I become! Run!”
The old daoist made his move.
Through the old daoist's spiritual eye, the grey fog started to come together, forming an illusionary shadow which leapt at him.
Such an Earthbinding Spirit would be filled with emotions and aggression to seek vengeance.
Now, it was being summoned out. Since it was within the vicinity of where Thomas died, it still had supernatural powers and was almost indestructible. Even if it was injured, it could recover quickly.
Alas, the old daoist was still too slow. As the Earthbinding Spirit leapt on him, he could feel a chill all over his body and could no longer move.
”How dare you attack boss! Call for backup!”