James Clark rubbed his temples. Henry Parker was staring at the passing crowds, his eyes darting around, not sure what he was looking for. Noticing James Clark's action, Henry Parker couldn't help but laugh and say, "Master, with your profound skills and mastery over the forces of nature, it's unbelievable that you still get tired!"

"Go on, what does a kid like you know!" James Clark waved his hand, pretending to be mature.

"Tsk! Tsk! Master, you're not much older than me! You're still a young man in your prime, the perfect age for eating, drinking, having fun, and making a name for yourself. Why act like an old man?" Henry Parker had been following James Clark for a few months and had already figured out his personality. He knew that James Clark could be ruthless and meticulous, but was also easy to talk to, so he spoke more freely.

James Clark thought it made sense and was about to scold Henry Parker a bit to maintain his authority as a master, when he heard Henry Parker exclaim, "Master, look, that woman is so beautiful! Stunning! Too bad she's already taken!"

Henry Parker tugged at James Clark. Following Henry Parker's gaze, James Clark's eyes also lit up. She really was a beauty, wearing a pink long dress, with long hair, leaning against a young man in a suit. Behind them were four burly men carrying luggage, all looking sharp and alert. Anyone could tell at a glance that this was a rich young couple traveling, with bodyguards in tow!

The group of six was walking in their direction. Seeing Henry Parker still staring at them, James Clark yanked his clothes hard and scolded, "What are you looking at? Keep your focus! Don't forget what we're here for. Do you still want to get your Jenny back? Don't cause trouble!"

At the mention of Jenny, Henry Parker immediately closed his eyes obediently and clenched his fists tightly.

James Clark saw this and nodded to himself, closing his eyes and thinking, "This kid may be easily distracted by pretty girls, but he's truly sincere about that Jenny."

Suddenly, for no reason, an extremely sinister aura flashed by. In an instant, James Clark felt as if he had fallen into the eighteenth level of hell, a slaughterhouse of asuras, with countless vengeful spirits wailing in his ears! Startled, James Clark quickly opened his eyes. The sinister aura vanished without a trace, so quickly it felt like an illusion. But James Clark knew very well that the Qingsuo Sword inside him had stirred slightly. This Qingsuo Sword was forged from Taiyi refined gold, a spiritual artifact, and further refined by a Shushan elder with Nascent Soul cultivation, layered with countless demon-repelling formations, making it extremely sensitive to vengeful spirits and ghosts.

James Clark thoughtfully glanced at the group of six passing by, then noticed the girl leaning against the young man. What a stunningly beautiful face! Pure and elegant, as if formed from the very essence of heaven and earth. But James Clark only noticed the girl's empty, lifeless eyes—yes, those were eyes devoid of vitality, as if the soul was absent from the body.

"Master, you just told me not to look, and now you're staring yourself, isn't that..." Henry Parker grinned lewdly.

James Clark didn't say much to him. Only after the group entered the VIP lounge did he glare fiercely at Henry Parker and say in a low, serious voice, "What do you know? That girl just now had empty, lifeless eyes—either she's dead, or she's under some kind of evil spell. Especially that young man, his whole body radiates sinister energy. He's clearly someone who practices evil arts. Hmph! Very interesting!"

"Yeah, I felt a chill sweep over me just now, made me feel cold all over," Henry Parker nodded.

This time it was James Clark's turn to be surprised: "You felt it too?" He thought to himself: As expected of Chiyou's descendant, extremely sensitive to this kind of thing. Even if his Daoist skills are a mess.

"Looks like they're on the same flight as us, also heading to America. We'll play it by ear and see what they're up to," said James Clark.

At that moment, a crisp voice came over the broadcast: "The flight to Las Vegas will depart in fifteen minutes. All passengers, please prepare to board!"

"Master, look, they're sitting just ahead of us," Henry Parker said to James Clark shortly after takeoff.

James Clark nodded and said in a low voice, "Hmm, after thinking it over, it seems that girl is under some kind of puppet spell."

"What is a puppet spell, Master?" Henry Parker asked.

"The so-called puppet spell..." James Clark flicked his finger, setting up a soundproofing formation. Clearing his throat, he organized his thoughts about the puppet spell from the compendium of artifact refining. "Disciple, since the flight to Las Vegas will take at least a day and a night, let me give you a lesson, so you won't be called ignorant as a disciple of Tiandao Sect in the future."