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About two minutes later, the man's screams had ceased, and even his body’s struggles became slower and slower. Tian Long and the others glanced back, realizing that the man had become nothing but skin and bones, looking as if he were on the brink of death. Just when everyone thought he had died, the man suddenly opened his eyes and, in a frenzied state, shouted at Ye Bihong, "Kill me, please, just kill me!"
"Heh heh, I will make you regret this. This is just the beginning; enjoy it slowly. Heh heh~~" Ye Bihong laughed ominously as he manipulated the eerie aura, wrapping it around the man's body and continuing to chase after the others.
After witnessing Ye Bihong's methods, a strong sense of fear surged within Tian Long and the others. They no longer had the courage to confront Ye Bihong; the remaining eight people scattered in different directions to escape.
Unlike the others, Tian Long did not choose to run out of the mountains but headed towards Baishan Village. In that moment, he thought of many things. First, as the supervisor of Night Operation, his sense of responsibility drove him to inform the university students about what was happening here. Additionally, Tian Long recalled that only three people had died so far and that everyone else was still alive; therefore, he speculated that there must be something here that could ensure their survival.
A determined glint flashed in Tian Long's eyes as he moved quickly forward, muttering to himself, "I hope someone there can deal with this ghost; otherwise, we will all die here."
On another side, I sat in front of the campfire. In less than twenty minutes, I had inscribed runes on all the sabers. Although my own saber was broken, Wang Yan and the other two still had theirs intact, so I took three sabers for myself as backups.
Just as I placed down the last saber, Hou Libang suddenly opened his eyes. He smiled at me and politely asked, "Jiang Ling, are you done? Can I ask you something?"
I nodded and replied, "What do you want to ask, Hou Fatty?"
Hou Libang awkwardly scratched his nose, his face flushed as he asked, "Jiang Ling, I heard on TV that boys' urine can be used against ghostly beings. Is that true? If it is, I’d like to prepare in advance."
I looked at Hou Libang with some exasperation and shook my head. "Hou Fatty, boys' urine can indeed be used against ghostly beings. However, its effectiveness isn't very good. Besides, do you really think those ghostly beings would be foolish enough to stand still for you to throw it at them?"
Seeing Hou Libang's disappointed expression, I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hou Fatty, given the current situation is a bit special, I'll make an exception and teach you a real method that works."
As soon as I finished speaking, all the freshmen around the campfire opened their eyes wide and turned to look at me in unison. These people were already too nervous to settle down; upon hearing that I was about to teach Hou Libang a technique, they naturally became alert.
I scanned the group of people before me and waved my hand, saying, "Now that you're all awake, go ahead and retrieve your Sabres. I'll teach you a few techniques to deal with Ghostly Beings shortly."
After a while, everyone had their Sabres in hand, examining the runes inscribed on them with eyes full of curiosity.
Hou Libang curiously poked at the runes on his Sabre and was astonished to find that they seemed to be embedded within the blade itself, impossible to erase. He looked at me in confusion and asked, "Jiang Ling, how did you make these runes? Why can't they be wiped off?"
With a smug expression, I tapped the runes on my own Sabre and replied, "Hou Fatty, from the moment I inscribed these runes onto the Sabre, it became a consecrated artifact. The runes have fused with the Sabre itself; they will only reappear once the magical energy within them has been completely depleted. At that point, you can simply wipe them away with your palm."
The new students nearby listened to my explanation, their faces lighting up with understanding as they exclaimed, "So there's such magic! Is this what Daoism is all about?"
After playing around with their Sabres for a while, they quickly refocused their attention back on me.
I stepped forward a few paces and stood among the new students. Drawing my own Sabre from its sheath, I spoke earnestly, "Now that you're all familiar with your Sabres, let me teach you a few more moves.
Before we begin, I want to share some basic knowledge. For instance, Ghostly Beings are malevolent entities. Although they can hide among us, if they do not reveal themselves, they can only exert a fraction of their power. In such cases, Ghostly Beings pose little threat to us.
If we do encounter those who have revealed themselves as Ghostly Beings, there’s no need to fear. Most Ghostly Beings are merely the souls of the deceased; they may look terrifying but are otherwise unremarkable.
All of us here are among the best in our respective universities. In terms of one-on-one combat, those Ghostly Beings are definitely no match for us. So there’s really nothing to be afraid of."
Upon hearing my words, Hou Libang felt his blood boil with excitement. He clenched his fists and shouted enthusiastically, "Jiang Ling is right! Those Ghostly Beings were once alive; if they could die once, we can make them die again! There's nothing to fear! Let’s charge in and take them down!"
While the surrounding new students weren't as blindly optimistic as Hou Libang, their tension eased significantly; at least they no longer felt so fearful when facing Ghostly Beings.
I nodded lightly at the scene before me. What I had just revealed was merely the tip of the iceberg; the Ghostly Beings I spoke of were just Souls with low Cultivation. Once we encountered Ghostly Beings with Cultivation levels above that of a Century Ghost, even Hou Libang and the others, armed with the artifacts I had given them, would not stand a chance in a one-on-one fight.
Taking advantage of Hou Libang and their heightened spirits, I taught them how to use Tongue Blood to break through the defenses of the Ghostly Beings, while also imparting a set of formations from the Daoist Sect known as the Three Talents Combined Attack.
As for more profound techniques, I had no intention of teaching them. Even if I did, they wouldn't grasp it in a short time; they would only end up overwhelmed by too much information.
After receiving my teachings, Hou Libang and his companions immediately stood together, beginning to practice coordinating the formation. Since they were all trained in physical techniques, they had some understanding of combined attack formations. Thus, after just seven or eight attempts, they had already mastered the essence of the Three Talents Formation.
Seeing this unfold before my eyes, a glimmer flashed in my gaze. I nodded and murmured to myself, "At this rate, perhaps we can all make it out alive."
After practicing for over ten minutes, suddenly a figure covered in blood appeared in our line of sight. It was Tian Long, who had been fleeing toward Baishan Village. I saw him approach us with heavy steps, waving his hand weakly as he called out, "Help me! Someone, please help me!"
(End of Chapter)
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