My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Eric looked at the infant ghost that was sitting on the coffee table with a conflicted look. He later learned that the infant ghost's cultivation speed was terrifying. The ghost could beca corpse demon within a hundred years.

He was unsure whether letting the infant ghost go was a good idea. If he cultivated for a hundred years and caused harm to the world, then Eric would have committed an unforgivable sin.

"By the way, how did you find him?" Eric stared at Nash with his dark eyes and asked another question, "What are you going to do with him?" Nash told him the life story and origin of the infant ghost.

When Bertram heard that the infant ghost was from the Young family, he immediately jumped up in a fit. "Fucking bastards, how dare they turn a Young family member into an infant ghost? They really deserve death..." Nash suddenly asked, "Master Bertram, do you know Gilbert Lunos Young?" Bertram thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Gilbert is your grandfather's illegitimate son. He's the fifth son in the family. You have to call him Fifth Uncle!" Nash looked stunned. "So, this infant ghost is my cousin?" Bertram sighed and nodded with guilt in his eyes.

If only a few people had stayed back to protect the Young Family Village, perhaps the Young family would not have been wiped out. "Nashy, uh...What are you going to do with this infant-your cousin?" Eric asked cautiously.

Nash looked at Micah tenderly and said, "I originally planned to use the Heavenly Master Seal to seal the demonic power in him, but I couldn't complete the Heavenly Master Seal on my own!" "This little guy's soul is also fused with an evil soul. The Heavenly Master Seal can't seal the evil soul!" Jaxon added.

"It's good enough just to be able to seal him partially. I just want him to be a normal person!" Nash's voice was breaking.

The demonic powers had turned the infant ghost into this terrifying appearance. As long as the demonic power was sealed, he could return to the appearance of a normal baby.

"I can use the Grounded Soul Purifying Spell to seal his evil soul!" Jaxon said.

"Master Jaxon, please assistto do so!" Nash lowered his head toward Jaxon.

"The Light guides!" Jaxon raised his palms and chanted holy scriptures.

Next, under Nash's command, Bertram and others moved the couch and coffee table in the living room to the utility room. Felicity took out a quilt and spread it in the middle of the living room.

Nash put Micah on the quilt.

Micah's little pupils shifted around as he whispered, "Brother... what are you going to do?" Nash smiled slightly. "I'm turning you into a normal person!" With this, Micah's scarlet eyes turned misty. Although he was.

mentally a baby, he knew whaelto beca normal Berson.

Nash patted his wrinkled head and said, "Lay down and relax completely. Don't think about anything!" Nash, Cillian, Eric, and Jaxon were sitting on the four sides of the quilt respectively.

Bertram, Carlos, Felicity, and Skadi were watching from the side.

Jaxon clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and began to recite obscure scriptures.

A colorful holy light emitted from behind Jaxon's head.

Nash glanced at Eric and Cillian. Then, each of them bit their index fingers and drew symbols in the air.

The Heavenly Master Seal was a et familiar sealing spell among Path takers. It was not an advanced spell, but it was not just an ordinary sealing method either. S "Seal..." Nash was the first to finish drawing the spell. His eyes glowed in white as he pointed toward Micah.

The incantation turned into golden light and penetrated into Micah's abdomen.

"Seal..." After Eric finished drawing the talisman, he also pointed toward Micah. Another spell mark penetrated into Micah's chest. "Seal..." Cillian was the last one to finish drawing the rune. The incantation turned into golden light and penetrated Micah's eyebrows. Three Heavenly Master Seals connected into a golden thread on Micah.

Micah was enveloped in a dazzling white light.

Felicity and Skadi, whose cultivation was still weak, were thrown off by the white light. They quickly closed their eyes.

The demonic power in Micah's body gathered between his eyebrows and turned into a complex symbol.

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