"In another hour, my son's condition will flare up. As long as you can solve my son's problem, one hundred million yens will be immediately offered."
"The Cangjing Group will even provide funds and manpower to help the Masters build Temples. All expenses will be covered by our Cangjing Group."
Tsk, this guy is really willing to spend.
Hayato clicked his tongue, but his heart was calm.
After all, having one Yakushi Temple was enough for him.
Such a large Yakushi Temple would take him decades to fully develop; where would he have the time to manage another Temple?
Being a Monk wasn't about having many Temples.
One more Temple meant one more expense.
With the current market being so bad, what difference would giving him a Temple make? It would just add an unnecessary burden.
The reason why the Monk profession has high income is primarily due to the accumulated heritage passed down through generations.
Compared to this, he was more interested in this illness on Aoi Takumi.
As time passed, Aoi Takumi, who had been struggling on the bed for a long time and was somewhat tired, suddenly widened his eyes in agony.
His body curled up like a cooked shrimp.
Immediately after, as if dehydrated, large amounts of sweat seeped through the cloth strips wrapped around his body, soaking the entire bed.
"Hmm?"
Hayato's eyes showed surprise. In his view, the ordinary glow on Aoi Takumi suddenly changed.
At the same time, a chilling resentment emerged from Aoi Takumi.
As the resentment gathered, Aoi Takumi let out painful roars.
His skin became smooth, and hair began to grow.
His previously rugged features also changed.
In the blink of an eye, a charming and soft Woman's face appeared before everyone.
Hiss!
Looking at that well-defined, sexy figure, a collective gasp echoed through the crowd.
The shock of this transformation was more impactful than facts described in words.
"Mr. Aoi, I cannot solve this matter. I'll take my leave!"
Seeing this, a Monk wearing monastic robes turned around and left without a word.
He had originally come here to try his luck after hearing about this matter through rumors.
He had thought it was just a rumor, but unexpectedly, such a strange illness actually existed.
No, this wasn't an illness.
It was definitely Evil Spirit possession.
He was just an ordinary Monk who could chant scriptures and perform rituals; how could he deal with something like this?
Seeing someone leave, Aoi Hai did not stop him.
What he wanted were Masters capable of exorcising demons and curing illnesses, not these opportunistic people.
Slowly, the crowd dispersed.
In the previously crowded room, only a few scattered people remained.
"Old man, do you think you can deal with me by tying me up?"
Aoi Takumi, who had turned into a Woman, spoke with an unspeakable malice in his feminine tone.
As she spoke, her body struggled wildly, and her bones made crisp sounds.
The Woman seemed utterly unafraid of death, contorting her body into horrifying poses. Blood flowed from her mouth, yet she smiled brilliantly.
"Give her an injection!"
Aoi Hai's face darkened. Immediately, two Women dressed as nurses wheeled in a cart, took out a sedative, and injected it directly into Aoi Takumi.
The frenzied Aoi Takumi immediately quieted down.
"Esteemed Masters, is there any way to resolve this Evil Spirit?"
Aoi Hai's gaze fell upon the few Masters remaining in the room.
"Resolving this Evil Spirit is not difficult, but wanting to resolve the Evil Spirit without harming young Master Tuohai simultaneously..."
The middle-aged man dressed as a Shinto Priest frowned.
This Evil Spirit currently shared a body with Aoi Takumi. Regardless of the method used for exorcism, it would inevitably harm Aoi Takumi.
Furthermore, if the Evil Spirit died, Aoi Takumi would also die.
The only way to resolve this Evil Spirit was to separate the two souls.
He could do this, but it required a ritual.
Preparing the ritual would take at least a day.
"Since that is the case, please, Masters, stay here for the night."
Hearing this, Aoi Hai immediately ordered his servants to prepare rooms.
As long as the Evil Spirit on Aoi Takumi could be resolved, let alone one day, he could wait even a month.
Although the Shinto Priest was confident in removing the Evil Spirit, Aoi Hai was not in a hurry to dismiss the others.
After all, in case of any mishap, there would still be a chance for a remedy.
....
On the quiet corridor, Hayato followed the servant towards the room.
Looking at the luxurious decorations everywhere, he couldn't help but curse inwardly at the wealthy owner.
Such luxurious decorations, even someone like him who wasn't an expert, knew were worth a fortune.
Just this set of decorations alone was equivalent to Yakushi Temple's income for ten years.
As he was thinking, his gaze suddenly caught sight of a Woman wearing a wine-red long dress walking towards him.
Around thirty years old, she had silky smooth purple long hair casually draped over her shoulders.
The wine-red formal long dress had a very low lace-trimmed neckline, and between the unfathomable cleavage, a red gemstone necklace was nestled.
The form-fitting long dress clung tightly to her body, exposing her two fair, jade-like arms.
Her firm peaks were pressed together, and her perky, full buttocks supported the dress, creating perfect curves.
The Woman wore a pair of red high heels and exuded the charm of a mature, sophisticated young Madam.
Mature, sophisticated, voluptuous!
Their eyes met, and the Woman's eyes lit up.
It was the first time she had seen such a handsome man.
Hayato, however, couldn't help but frown.
Something is not right!