"Yalong, this is a huge temptation for Qingfeng Daoist. If I remember correctly, Zhang Erniang once mentioned that she had only seen a snake spirit before. Even river dragons are unknown to Qingfeng Daoist. In order to obtain this seal, Qingfeng Daoist has probably searched everywhere for a suitable vessel spirit, but cannot seem to find one. This Yalong in front of him is undoubtedly his best choice, and subjugating Yalong is likely to be the pinnacle achievement of his daoist career."

Thinking about it this way, the Daoist Master's purpose wasn't just to rescue him. The Daoist Master had a bigger plan that needed to be implemented. For now, it would be best for him to act as though he knew nothing.

Mu Yu passed two blurry and confused days. During the night, as he was half asleep and half awake, he felt as if there was someone sitting by his bedside with a chilling breath.

Mu Yu opened his eyes and moved a bit further inward, trying to stay away from Teng Yi as much as possible. Even though Teng Yi removed the black mist, he still gazed quietly at Mu Yu without saying a word.

After a long pause, Mu Yu hesitated to speak and finally said, "You... it's better to leave early and not stay in this place for too long."

Originally, Mu Yuyuan had good intentions and wanted to remind him, but who knew he replied, "Are you willing to go with me? I said if you want to go, you have to come with me."

"Muyu frowned and added, 'It seems like the Taoist priest is thinking of a way to deal with you.'"

Teng Yi calmly said: "He is just a half-assed Taoist priest, what tricks could he have? Let him come, I'll take care of it."

Mu Yu sneered in his heart, closed his eyes, and had no intention of saying another word.

The kerosene lamp was still flickering dimly, making it especially clear for Teng Yi to see in the night.

"Mù Yù's appearance belongs to the type that is more enduring. At first glance, she looked delicate and obedient, but with each subsequent look, there would be a slightly different feeling, yet not astonishing. In short, the more you look at her, the more attractive she becomes."

As for Mu Yu's temperament, it was true that he appeared obedient and well-behaved. However, from the way he handled things, it was evident that he didn't like being controlled by others. He preferred to follow his own ideas, rather than be led around. The more he was kept away from something, the more curious he became about it.

It's like the day he saw a female corpse in the water. He knew he would witness a horrifying scene, yet he seemed to want to confirm his own suspicions and had to take another look. Even if Zhang Erniang warned him not to provoke any ghosts, he would still give that starving ghost a bowl of upside-down rice as he passed by the west side of the village.

With his habits like this, if it weren't for Zhang Erniang solving his problems for him since he was young, he would probably have died several times without even knowing it.

On May 14th, the full moon hung in the sky, surrounded by countless stars, giving off a light as small as grains of rice. The Daoist priest stood with his hands behind his back in front of the Daoist temple, counting the days in his heart. The chirping of insects could be heard all around. He moved his arms slowly while performing Tai Chi, his movements smooth and gentle yet powerful. With a clap and a shake of his hands, it seemed as though a gas flowed from his body. He demonstrated the principle of "two ounces dispelling a thousand pounds" from Tai Chi flawlessly.

Qingfeng Dao Chang did a Tai Chi practice that was different from usual, with more focus and seriousness than when he first woke up in the morning. Mu Yu knew that the Master might be reaching the opportune moment that he had been waiting for.

"On the fifteenth day of May, today is the heaviest time of the month's spiritual essence, and all ghosts will come out to roam, including the dragon spirits."

The Taoist priest looked up at the sky, the last magic tool of the formation had been installed by him.

Zhang Erniang called on Mu Yu to come over and with a serious expression, made him stand at the center of the formation.

Muyu looked at the Taoist robe on Daochang but didn't listen to Zhang Erniang's words. He asked, "Are you planning to use me as bait?"

As soon as Zhang Erniang heard this, she fell silent, her brows furrowed with worry. If they used Mu Yu as bait, would it really be okay? Could the Taoist Priest really protect him when the time came?

"Qingfeng Taoist is extremely indifferent, "The reason why this poor Taoist and your aunt came is to help you get rid of that evil creature. Tonight, you must stand here and cannot move no matter what happens." This is the English translation of the provided Chinese novel paragraph.

Muyu had some rebellious thoughts. They wanted him to be the bait. What if the plan failed? Even if the plan went smoothly, the Jiaohun would surely resist once it found out it had been tricked. At that time, if he remained still between the two opposing forces, he would be left with nothing but hurt even if he did not die.

He parted his lips and said, "What if I don't?"

The Taoist sneered, "This is not up to you!"

After finishing his words, Dao Chang directly made a decision and a rope flew out, tightly binding Mu Yu in all four limbs, rendering her immobile.

When Zhang Erniang saw how Qingfeng Daoist was talking to Mu Yu, she couldn't help but feel a little bit distressed. She hesitated for a moment and ultimately didn't say anything. She had faith in the abilities of Qingfeng Daoist, whose Taoism was the most extensive and powerful in the surrounding ten miles and eight villages.

"The moon reveals its shape at the beginning."

Three hours later, the moon had almost risen to the center.

"The moon tonight is unusually large and round."

The dew soaked through Mu Yu's clothes, and he had been tied up tightly for three hours. He had lost feeling in his limbs and was completely stiff. The ropes around his wrists were turning purple because of poor circulation. If he were to stay tied up for another hour, his hands would likely be permanently damaged.

The wind brushes past, making the leaves rustle and "crackle".

"Teng Yi arrived late."

He stood suspended in mid-air, feeling both angry and heartbroken as he looked down at the person who was tied up in the shape of a character "大" below. He now understood why Mu Yu had told him to leave that night.

Muyu, as if sensing something, lifted her head and glanced at the black mist. There was a slightly pale smile on the corner of her mouth, and then she lowered her head again, looking at the ground.

The Qingfeng Taoist smiled and muttered, "You finally came? This little wife of yours has been tied up for several hours. If you don't hurry anymore, I don't know if she'll end up being dead or badly injured."

Teng Yi was stunned, as if he had heard his words. His eyes showed a hint of red, and he actually bound several unrelated people for a few hours just to set a trap. This Taoist really made the concept of saving the world and helping the people shine brightly.

Teng Yi looked at Mu Yu and walked straight into the array formation. What's the big deal with an array formation? He wanted to test the skills of this half-baked formation.

Just as Teng Yi stepped into the formation, Daoist Qingfeng shouted loudly, "Begin!"

Suddenly, the surroundings were covered in yellow light. Numerous talismans gathered and arranged themselves like the eight trigrams above the protagonist's head. Suddenly, several large trigrams also appeared around them.

Mu Yu saw a flash of golden light before her eyes, followed by a soft mocking sound from three steps away. As she looked up, she saw the face of Mu Yu in front of her. She concealed her thoughts, lowered her head, and said, "Did you know it was a trap and yet still came in? Are you brain-damaged or something?"

As soon as all the ropes were shaken off, Mu Yu fell down, and Teng Yi stretched out his arm to catch him. He casually took a glance at Mu Yu's wrist, and the purple-black marks in circles were extremely striking.

Outside the formation, Zhang Erniang was getting anxious. "Elder Tao...Elder Tao...Why is Mu Yu also trapped inside? He's with that demon beast. What if the formation hurts him? Didn't you say Mu Yu would be completely fine?"

The Taoist furrowed his brows as if irritated by her constant chatter. Mu Yu was chosen by the Jiaohun as his spouse, and Jiaohun would definitely protect her. What harm could come to her? Compared to the possibility of the Mu family's bloodline ending, what did it matter if she lost a limb?

Mrs. Zhang noticed that the Taoist priest was becoming impatient, so she quickly shut her mouth, afraid that her talking would interfere with the priest's use of magic. She anxiously watched the spot covered by the talisman paper, absentmindedly clenching her hands and closing her mouth even tighter.

Inside the formation, the eight trigrams around quickly rotated and converged, and the power of various magical instruments and spells burst out at this moment, causing the black mist beside Teng Yi’s body to dissipate slightly under the pressure.