Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 174 - Touched the Ancestral Amulet
Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Touched the Ancestral Amulet
Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Touched the Ancestral Amulet
Wang Yao’s peripheral vision caught sight of his clothes draped over the dirty laundry basket. Despite the stiffness that gripped his body, he hurled himself towards them in a single leap.
Amid the harassment of hair covering him, he desperately grabbed the clothes and frantically pulled out the amulet Jiangli had given him from the pocket.
The moment he grasped the amulet, a dazzling golden light flashed across it.
The very next second, the amulet became scorching hot and began to emit wisps of white smoke.
“Ah!!!”
It was at this moment that Wang Yao heard a painful scream.
Squinting his eyes, he saw what seemed like a fire dragon emerging from the amulet, igniting the hair on his body.
Any normal person who saw these roaring flames would probably be scared half to death.
However…
For some reason, Wang Yao’s subconscious told him that the flames would not harm him.
Almost instantly, his hair was completely consumed by the fire, turning into strands of black smoke that dissipated into nothingness.
Wang Yao collapsed against the washbasin beside him, feeling weak.
He gasped for air a few times and then looked down.
The amulet in his palm had turned into a pile of ashes, still retaining some warmth, as if to prove that it had indeed burned in an effort to protect him.
Wang Yao swallowed hard.
He clenched his hand tight.
Even though it was nothing but ashes now, he dared not let go.
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At the same time.
Jiangli and Xia Xin, following the location Wang Yao had sent, had just arrived at the hotel where he was staying.
Jiangli paused mid-step as a gust of wind blew past her ear.
“We’re here. Ancestor, why have you stopped?” Xia Xin, about to lead Jiangli inside, asked when she suddenly halted.
Staring at the hotel in front of her, Jiangli had a cool expression, “He’s activated my amulet.”
Xia Xin: “…Ah?”
He didn’t quite catch on at first.
Jiangli frowned, “Wang Yao, he used the amulet I gave him.”
Xia Xin was startled. Was there such a connection?
Not having time to question it, he hurriedly said, “If he used the amulet… that means, that filthy thing has come out?!”
Jiangli’s expression darkened slightly, “Very likely, let’s go upstairs first!”
Xia Xin turned pale with fright and immediately led Jiangli to the elevator, heading for the room number Wang Yao had sent.
Wang Yao didn’t know how long he had been collapsed in the bathroom; he hardly dared to move, fearing that any slight shift would cause the talisman paper ashes in his hand to scatter, forcing him to curl up into a ball and sit there motionless.
Suddenly, he heard a series of knocks on the door.
“Bang bang bang—”
Over and over, the sound urgent.
It was as if someone was pounding on the door.
Wang Yao’s nerves, still on edge, tightened once more. He lifted his pale face in terror and looked towards the door. Was it, was it that thing coming back again?
“Mr. Wang—Mr. Wang, are you in there? We’re from Jiaoyang Temple, if you’re inside, could you open the door?”
As Wang Yao was frozen in fear, Xia Xin’s voice suddenly came through from the other side of the door.
The voice seemed a little quiet, a little distant.
But it was enough for Wang Yao to recognize that it was Xia Xin’s.
He almost burst into tears of joy and, using both hands and feet, crawled out of the bathroom.
Xia Xin and Jiangli stood at the doorway.
After knocking for a long time, there was still no response.
Xia Xin muttered doubtfully, “Weird, why won’t anyone open the door, could it be that there’s no one inside?”
Jiangli stated decidedly, “He’s in there.”
Xia Xin was taken aback, “Ah? Then why isn’t the door being opened?” Before the words were finished, his face changed, “Could it be, could it be that Mr. Wang has already had an accident?!”
