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In a certain suburb, Yu Yuanhang stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His sunglasses had been removed, revealing a pair of eyes that sparkled with a green light. It turned out that Yu Yuanhang was also a fairy in human form, though his true appearance remained hidden.
At that moment, the Mountain Spirit lay at Yu Yuanhang's feet, his lower body reduced to a bloody pulp. The ground was soaked with the Mountain Spirit's blood, creating an exceptionally gruesome scene.
The Mountain Spirit gritted his teeth against the pain, daring not to make a sound. His eyes were filled with fear as he looked up at Yu Yuanhang and said, "Manager, I was forced into this situation and had no choice but to betray you! There was a powerful and sinister figure who practiced Evil Spell and threatened me to do his bidding, or he would destroy me!"
As he spoke, the Mountain Spirit tore away a layer of false skin from his neck, revealing a gaping wound that exposed his throat. Upon seeing that injury, a flicker of emotion crossed Yu Yuanhang's eyes but was quickly masked.
With tears brimming in his eyes, the Mountain Spirit pointed at the scar on his neck and said with a trembling voice, "Manager, this is the wound left by that monster. I no longer ask for your mercy; I only hope you can help me take revenge and kill that monster!"
Yu Yuanhang nodded and asked, "Who is that person?"
"That monster calls himself the Evil Insect Master. I never saw his true face," the Mountain Spirit recalled, his expression twisting into one of agony. After calming himself slightly, he continued, "The person we killed today was ordered by the Evil Insect Master. He told us to kill someone and then meet him at Pingtang Wharf at eleven tonight; he has more instructions for us! Manager, if you go to Pingtang Wharf, you will surely find him!"
"Mountain Spirit, I will make the Evil Insect Master pay for this! You can rest easy now!" A fierce glint filled Yu Yuanhang's eyes as he raised his right hand and struck the Mountain Spirit's Spirit Cover, obliterating him into ashes.
"Pingtang Wharf! Evil Insect Master! I must see what kind of being you truly are!" Yu Yuanhang put his sunglasses back on. With a flash of movement, he left behind an afterimage as he sped toward Pingtang Wharf. Before arriving there, he had not anticipated that behind the Mountain Spirit's betrayal lay a Gu Master who practiced Evil Spell; he was determined to uncover those responsible.
Unbeknownst to me, events were unfolding outside as I tirelessly performed rites for the Undead within the building. Time slipped away unnoticed until over half an hour had passed.
"Finally done!" I exhaled deeply as I looked at the flames of the Longevity Lamp before me; they had all turned green. The nearby Undead willing to be reincarnated into the Underworld had been guided away, leaving only those with unresolved wishes.
I extinguished the flames of the Longevity Lamp and stood up from the ground, stretching my limbs. Perhaps it was just my imagination, but after guiding those Undead away, I felt a faint surge of power within my Dantian—likely from the Buddhist Sect's magic.
"Huh? There's only one Undead left!" I exclaimed softly upon realizing that only one Undead remained in the empty building. That Undead's eyes had become clear; it floated in midair and locked eyes with me.
I realized that the Undead before me was the man from the corner, so I directly asked, "Sir, my name is Jiang Ling. What is your name, and what is your unfinished wish?"
The Undead glanced at his own body, a complex expression flashing in his eyes. He sighed and said, "Master, my name is Head of the Horns. Before I reincarnate, could you let me see my daughter one last time? She is my only daughter, and I can't let go of her after leaving so suddenly."
Hearing that his wish wasn't particularly bizarre, a smile appeared on my face as I nodded and replied, "Sure! What is your daughter's name? Where does she live? I can take you to find her right now!"
Head of the Horns thought I was a monk who had returned to secular life. He pressed his palms together and bowed to me, then said, "Thank you, Master! My daughter's name is Jiao Zhi Hong, and she lives at Pingtang Wharf!"
"Head of the Horns, let's go find your daughter!" I noticed that Head of the Horns seemed a bit awkward with his actions, so I also pressed my palms together and returned his bow.
"Jiang Ling, you don't need to be so formal! Let me help you guide this Undead!" Lin Ziran slowly walked over with a Daoist Sect Rebirth Talisman in hand. Lin Ziran was drenched in sweat; after slaying those three Bobcat Demons, he rushed over here just in time.
"Lin Ziran, so it was you causing trouble earlier!" Upon seeing the Rebirth Talisman in Lin Ziran's hand, I immediately recalled what had happened with the flickering flames of the Longevity Lamp. Lin Ziran smiled proudly at my words, tacitly acknowledging them.
"It really was you! You are quite annoying!" I shot Lin Ziran an irritated glance, took out the Longevity Lamp, and called to Head of the Horns' soul in mid-air, "Head of the Horns, quickly hide inside! I'll take you away!"
Head of the Horns' soul nodded and swiftly dove into the Longevity Lamp.
At that moment, Lin Ziran also took action. He threw the Rebirth Talisman towards Head of the Horns' soul and quickly performed a spell while chanting, "Lingling, Earth Spirit, Supreme Old Lord, heed my command! Rebirth Mantra, decree!"
The talisman ignited in mid-air without fire and transformed into a ball of white light that rushed toward Head of the Horns' soul. Just as Head of the Horns' soul was about to enter the Longevity Lamp, he sensed the power emanating from the Rebirth Mantra. His expression changed as he quickly retreated back into mid-air.
"Lin Ziran, are you looking for death?" I swung my right hand, dispersing the white light with my Demon-Subduing Staff. I raised my head and fixed a piercing gaze on Lin Ziran.
"What's wrong? Want to fight? I've been practicing the Mao Mountain Body Technique since I was five, so I'm not afraid of you!" Lin Ziran stared back at me defiantly, drawing the ancient sword from his back and twirling it in a flashy display, challenging me with his gaze.
Seeing that infuriating expression on Lin Ziran's face made my blood boil. I rolled up my sleeves, brandishing the Demon-Subduing Staff as I charged forward, shouting loudly, "Damn it! If I don't teach you a lesson today, then I won't be called Jiang Ling!"
"Who’s afraid of whom? Bring it on!" Lin Ziran shouted back, gripping his ancient sword and rushing towards me.
In no time, our weapons clashed together, sparks flying as the sound of our battle echoed through the building.
Although Lin Ziran had trained in the Mao Mountain Body Technique, I wasn't a pushover either. My master was one of the overlords of Spirit Ghost Street, and he certainly hadn't forgotten to teach me martial arts. It was just that after leaving Spirit Ghost Street, I hadn't practiced regularly.
In an instant, we exchanged over a dozen blows. Lin Ziran's swordplay was graceful and swift; sometimes I couldn't even see how he struck. My Demon-Subduing Staff swung with great force, but still, Lin Ziran managed to gain the upper hand. If this continued, I would inevitably be knocked down by him.
Just as I was feeling troubled, I suddenly heard a commotion outside—a loud rush of footsteps approaching us.
Lin Ziran and I exchanged glances and stepped back a few paces, temporarily halting our fight.
"This time you got lucky!" Lin Ziran sheathed his sword and turned to look at the entrance of the building. I snorted in response and glanced in that direction as well. In my heart, I made a silent vow: starting tomorrow, I would retrain my martial arts. The next time I saw Lin Ziran, I would make sure to knock him down hard.
(End of Chapter)
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