Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 72 Feng Xiaolu, what are you doing?

At this moment, Zhao Qiming's friends, as well as Su Wan, Lin Xiaoman, and Xiao Ling'er, all came upon hearing the commotion.

They saw Zhao Qiming, the usually calm and composed business tycoon, slump in front of Chen Anran like a helpless child, tears streaming down his face, his hands clutching his phone tightly as if it were the only straw connecting his daughter to his life.

"Chairman Zhao, what's going on?"

"Old Zhao, what's wrong with Mengmeng?"

General Manager Wang, General Manager Liu, and others gathered around. Upon seeing Zhao Qiming's appearance and the bizarre and terrifying images on his phone, their expressions changed drastically. They bombarded him with questions, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Startled by the scene, Xiao Ling'er instinctively hid behind Su Wan, her little hands tightly gripping her master's clothes. Lin Xiaoman also looked alarmed; she could feel the ominous, sinister aura emanating from the phone screen.

Su Wan quickly stepped forward and supported Zhao Qiming, who was almost exhausted. "Master Zhao, don't panic. Tell me slowly, what exactly happened?"

As if grasping at a pillar of support, Zhao Qiming sobbed uncontrollably, repeating, "Sect Leader Su... Immortal Master Chen... I beg you, please save my daughter Mengmeng! She and her friends went to that abandoned hospital on the outskirts of Guangzhou... and they've been trapped inside for two days! The cell phone signal is intermittent, and they can't find their way out no matter how they try... Look at the jade pendant around her neck, it's glowing! She must have touched something unclean!"

As he spoke, he struggled to kneel and kowtow to Su Wan and Chen Anran: "I know the rules, I know this opportunity is rare! But I, Zhao Qiming, only have this one daughter! As long as the Immortal Master is willing to help, whether it succeeds or not, I, Zhao Qiming, will repay you even if it means giving up everything I own! I beg you!"

Chen Anran caught Zhao Qiming, preventing him from actually kneeling down, and said in a deep voice, "Chairman Zhao, now is not the time to talk about this." He turned to Su Wan and explained the situation to her.

"Senior Sister, judging from the looks of it, they seem to be trapped in a 'ghost wall,' where vengeful spirits roam. Miss Zhao has a Soul-Soothing Jade I gave her before, which has temporarily protected them. But once the spiritual energy within the jade pendant is exhausted, they might..."

He didn't say what he was going to say next, but everyone present understood what it meant.

Upon hearing this, a knowing glint flashed in Su Wan's eyes. She knew all too well the danger of such events; for ordinary people caught in them, time was of the essence.

Without hesitation, Su Wan immediately said to Chen Anran, "Anran, there's no time to lose. You should immediately go down the mountain with Layman Zhao to Lin City to rescue people. The sect will take care of me; there's no need to worry."

Chen Anran nodded.

Su Wan then looked at Zhao Qiming, who was almost exhausted, and comforted him, "Mr. Zhao, please don't worry, your daughter will be alright."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qiming felt as if he had heard celestial music of salvation. He trembled with excitement and repeatedly bowed, saying, "Thank you, Sect Leader Su! Thank you, Immortal Master Chen! I will never forget your great kindness!"

"Let's hurry. We're racing against time." Chen Anran pulled Zhao Qiming and quickly headed down the mountain. Seeing this, Zhao Qiming's friends also lost the desire to stay on the mountain and followed suit.

But how could they be faster than Chen Anran and Zhao Qiming? When they reached the mountainside, Chen Anran dragged Zhao Qiming down to the bottom of the mountain.

Just as Chen Anran regained his footing, a rapid screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground rang out! A black luxury sedan came to a steady stop in front of them with a precise drift.

Once in the car, Zhao Qiming roared at the driver, "Get to Lincheng as fast as you can!"

The driver floored the accelerator, the engine roared, and the car shot forward like an arrow, leaving a black streak in its wake on the winding mountain road, speeding towards Lincheng with sparks and lightning.

Inside the car, Zhao Qiming clenched his fists, staring intently ahead, and kept muttering prayers.

Chen Anran comforted her, "Lincheng isn't far from here. If we drive fast, it only takes about three hours to get there." As she spoke, Chen Anran recalled the first time she went to Lincheng to find Feng Lilu. She first took a fellow villager's tractor, and then transferred to a bus in town, which took about seven hours.

Zhao Qiming's voice trembled, "Mengmeng...can she hold on until then?"

Chen Anran patted Zhao Qiming on the shoulder, "Your daughter is blessed with good fortune."

Despite Chen Anran's constant reassurances, Zhao Qiming remained uneasy, sitting in the car staring at his phone screen. Unfortunately, Zhao Mengmeng's signal had dropped again, leaving the screen completely black.

The car sped along the highway, the scenery outside the window blurred into a blur. Zhao Qiming felt each second drag on endlessly, turning on his phone every few seconds, hoping the signal from his daughter's end would be restored, even if only for a moment.

"Mengmeng came with me. She said that a 'haunted house' had been exposed in Lincheng a few days ago, and she and her friend were going there to explore and do a live broadcast. She said she would come to find me after it was over." Zhao Qiming covered his face with his hands, his voice choked with emotion. "I should have stopped her... I knew perfectly well that kind of place wasn't safe..."

Chen Anran patted his shoulder silently, offering no further words of comfort. He understood a father's anxiety and regret at that moment.

Just then, Chen Anran's phone rang; it was Feng Xiaolu.

"Hey, Junior Brother!" Feng Xiaolu's energetic voice rang out, accompanied by some background noise and the sound of wind. "Senior Sister just called and told me about you. Are you going to that abandoned hospital in Lincheng to rescue someone?"

"Yes, they're already on their way," Chen Anran said succinctly. "Zhao Qiming's daughter and several friends are trapped inside, and the situation isn't good."

"Tsk, I knew something bad would happen there sooner or later! The rumors online are really weird!" Feng Xiaolu's tone was typical of someone who'd been wise after the event, then she asked with concern, "Can you handle it by yourself? I heard it's a mental hospital, full of resentment!"

"I can handle it, senior sister, don't worry."

With both a guardian spirit and an Arhat possessing him, Chen Anran truly doesn't know how he could possibly lose.

Even if he's mentally ill, so what?

"That's good. Senior Sister said she would come to support you if I were closer to Lincheng, but as you know, I've been busy with a big deal lately! I really didn't expect that Senior Sister would let you get involved in such a dangerous thing. You know, you've always been her most precious child, and she can't stand seeing you take risks."

Chen Anran didn't think much of it, "Maybe it's because I've officially become a cultivator."

"Well, what you say makes sense, Junior Brother. After all, you're not an ordinary person anymore."

As she spoke, several gruff male voices suddenly shouted excitedly in the background from Feng Xiaolu's phone call: "Sister Lu! This is probably a really big tomb! The bricks and stones at the entrance of this passage are extraordinary!"

Chen Anran could even hear the dull echo of metal tools striking the stone wall and the sound of soil falling down.

"..." Chen Anran was silent for two seconds before asking, "Senior Sister, where exactly are you in the Gan Shenmo?"

"Oh dear, don't worry about it!" Feng Xiaolu said in a flustered tone and immediately hung up the phone.