Chapter 465 (2/2)

Nangong Sanba climbed out of the medical pod with some struggle. The first thing he did was turn to look at the strange, high-tech equipment and asked, “For my sister’s sake… I guess you won’t ask me to pay for the treatment, right?”

Nangong Wuyue suddenly yanked her brother back into the pod with a fling of her tail. “Don’t be so thick-skinned!”

Hao Ren shrugged and said, “Looks like your brother has recovered pretty well.”

Nangong Sanba got up again, and still felt incredible. When he first arrived, he thought that he would surely die. He wanted to leave his last words, but he had no chance to speak. Now, he was surprised to find that not only was he not going to die, he was also completely healed by the strange equipment. He peered around the basement curiously and it looked like a place no normal human being would live in with all the strange equipment lying around. “Honestly speaking… I think the human race hasn’t attained this level of technology yet. Do have something more than meets the eye?”

Hao Ren had not given it much thought when he tried to save Nangong Sanba’s life. Also, because Nangong Sanba was an otherworldling himself, it seemed like he fell within the definitions of his “tenants”, which Raven 12345 had handed down to him. Hence, he led Nangong Sanba into the basement. But obviously, it was going to be troublesome to explain to him, so he could only beat around the bush. “This is an otherworldling shelter after all, how could I not have some ‘necessary assets’ lying around while I run this place?”

Lily blustered behind Hao Ren. “Who we are is not important, but what happened to you is!”

Nangong Sanba suddenly turned serious as he took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, before looking at his sister darkly. “Wuyue, I think I’ve found the vengeful spirit that took dad and mom away.”

Wuyue’s tail instantly stiffened up in a tortuous way. She was in a startled state for a few seconds before she reacted. “You mean…”

“I’m not so sure yet, but the smell was really familiar.” Nangong Sanba nodded vigorously. He then looked up at Hao Ren and explained, “Demon hunters are born hunters who are very sensitive to smells, even surpassing that of the werewolves. A mixed breed like me is no exception.”

Wuyue suddenly lunged forward, grabbing and shaking Nangong Sanba by the shoulders with both of her hands. “Where is it? Was the vengeful spirit the one who hurt you?”

“Calm down,” said Nangong Sanba, trying to break free from his sister’s claws. “Siberia. I was no match for that vengeful spirit, but I roughly know where its nest is.”

“Its nest?” Vivian immediately frowned. “Vengeful spirits have nests? I thought they never stay in one place for very long.”

“I don’t know the details, but all intel seems to indicate that the vengeful spirit has never left the physical world.” Nangong Sanba spread out his hand. “It may have even been entrenched there for hundreds of years. I believe that the attack on our family back then may be a result of its unconscious ‘wandering’.”

Hao Ren listened, but he was none the wiser. He held Nangong Sanba up. “Let’s go upstairs to the living room. We’ll talk over it there.”

In the living room, after having some water, Nangong Sanba appeared to be a lot better. He then recapped his encounters over the past months. “Didn’t I tell you that I got a job from a Russian parvenu to help him drive out some spirit? As it turned out, the situation wasn’t as simple as I thought it would be.

“At first, I thought that it was just another job where some large family’s old house was haunted by evil spirits, because of some rancor or vicious incidents. However, when I arrived there, it turned out it was more than that: the parvenu who commissioned me is actually a descendant of a very large, reclusive family with a very complicated background. The family and the evil spirit have hundreds of years of grudges, and over the generations, family members have died one after another in a series of bewildering incidents. It’s said that the evil spirit was called out by one of the family’s ancestors using a secret method described in an ancient manuscript. By doing so, the ancestor violated the taboo of life and death. You may have heard of legends like this, which were passed down from several generations ago. But, it’s hard to verify their authenticity. Anyway, when I followed the trail and finally found the so-called evil spirit, it was actually a vengeful spirit, which for some unknown reason, was stuck in the material world.

“The vengeful spirit had a scent, which was very similar to the one I encountered when I was young—a smell I can never forget. But I wasn’t a match for it since I was alone. At last, I had to use my speciality in the occult to teleport myself back to Wuyue.”

After that, Nangong Sanba smiled bashfully. “Actually, I was thinking of coming here to leave my last words before I die. I never thought that I’d still be alive.”