Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
I sensed the murderous intent emanating from those evil spirits and couldn't help but furrow my brow. I spoke up, "You all need to think this through. Some people are not ones you can handle. I'm giving you a choice now: if you step aside, I'll let you go. Otherwise, I won't hold back!"
After saying that, I tossed the evil spirit I had just dealt with onto the ground, clasped my hands behind my back, and assumed a fearless posture.
To be honest, these evil spirits weren't very powerful; the strongest among them had only a century of cultivation and was no match for me.
The evil spirit I had just struck got back up from the ground, glaring at me with resentment. He pointed at my head and said with a voice full of malice, "Damn it, Brothers, whoever kills this bastard will get all the pills I have on me."
"Oh? Old Yang, if you're sincere, then take out all the pills you have and let Brothers see if there's enough for us to share." Upon hearing Old Yang's words, the other evil spirits' eyes gleamed with greed as they turned to look at the one called Old Yang.
That evil spirit floated over to a hidden oil painting and after a moment, emerged holding a bulging backpack. He slammed it down on the ground and unzipped it, revealing a pile of thumb-sized black Mud Pills inside.
"This is a year's worth of pills I've saved up; now they're all yours! As long as you help me take revenge, I'll accept it!" The spirit's tone was straightforward, but there was still some pain in his eyes.
I glanced at the black Mud Pills on the ground and felt a surge of joy. Those Mud Pills were identical to the one Yang Xiaochao had given me before; they were excellent for enhancing one's internal Daoist Magic.
"Haha, with so many pills, if I consume them all, I can definitely reach Master Rank. Haha, it seems I didn't come to the wrong place; finding this many pills here proves that Yang Xiaochao didn't deceive me!" I laughed heartily. If only I knew these Mud Pills were merely dirt scraped off someone else, I wouldn't have been so pleased.
"Uh? Is this Taoist scared silly? What's he laughing about?"
"Who cares! Let's quickly take down this Taoist and then divide Old Yang's pills. Everyone move fast; don't give Old Yang time to change his mind."
"Heh heh, it's rare for Old Ghost Yang to be generous; Brothers, we can't let Old Yang's good intentions go to waste."
"Go! Kill this Taoist!"
…
The evil spirits glimmered with cold killing intent as they rushed towards me from all directions.
They had witnessed my attack on the spirit known as Old Yang. Despite delivering over a hundred strikes, I had not managed to scare Old Yang into fleeing. The spirits speculated that my cultivation level was not very high, which emboldened them to charge at me with such ferocity.
Observing the situation before me, I did not rush into action. Instead, I summoned the Buddhist Power within me and laid down a layer of Golden Buddha Light beneath my skin, protecting my body from any sneak attacks by those evil spirits.
This technique was a well-known defensive move in the Buddhist Sect called the Buddhist Golden Bell Shield, though what I executed was a simplified version of it.
“Bang bang~~” The fast-approaching spirits were now close to me, their hands transforming into sharp claws as they reached for my body. A loud crash echoed as their low-level abilities failed to break through my defenses.
“How can this Taoist's body be so tough? What is going on?” The spirits looked at me in confusion, still unable to comprehend the situation.
The other spirits joined in, launching their attacks at me. Some even gathered Eerie Aura from within to form Ghostly Weapons, swinging them at my head with all their might, intent on killing me.
As I saw the Eerie Aura weapons coming towards me, I discreetly activated more of my Buddhist Power, layering additional golden light over the areas likely to be struck, ensuring I wouldn’t be harmed by those spirits.
After all, one must steer their ship carefully; showing off is fine, but one should avoid capsizing in a muddy ditch.
“Bang bang~~” The Ghostly Weapons struck my body with a crisp sound. Before I could even retaliate, they shattered into two pieces.
The spirits stared at me in disbelief; even their dull reactions could tell that I was not someone they could handle.
They gradually slowed their attacks, and some of the bolder spirits began to retreat stealthily, wanting to distance themselves from this place.
Seeing that I had successfully put on a show, a sense of accomplishment welled up inside me. I stretched my body, yawned lightly, and said, “Yawn~~ Is this all the strength you have? Have you not eaten?”
"Since you are too afraid to strike, it's my turn to take action! Let me show you what it means to provoke someone beyond your reach!" I retracted the relaxed expression from my eyes, drew the short sword at my side, and glared coldly at the evil spirits before me.
I had already given them a chance to choose. They ignored my warning and attacked me, hoping to kill me for the pills in the hands of Old Yang's evil spirit. Since they had made their choice, I naturally would not hold back.
I bit my tongue, letting a drop of blood spray onto the Rusty Sword. Then, with my left hand, I quickly cast a series of spells while chanting: "Ultimate Earth, Mystical Arts Have Methods! Supreme Three Pure Ones, Daoist Guardian! Grant me Daoist Arts, bestow upon me Blood Demon! Exorcism Technique, Dao Blood Extermination! Sacrificial Dao Blood, eradicate Evil Spirit! Supreme Old Lord, hasten as the law commands!"
As my words fell, the Rusty Sword slashed toward the group of evil spirits. A red sword aura resembling a Blood Demon shot from my hand, swiftly piercing through their bodies and easily cleaving them in half.
"Ah! Impossible! How can you be this strong? You're so young; how do you possess the power of a Daoist Master? This can't be!"
"Ah! Master, spare me! I was wrong; please spare my life!"
...
With a single swing of my sword, I instantly wiped out more than half of the evil spirits, scattering their souls in fear. The remaining spirits trembled uncontrollably as they looked at me in terror and begged for mercy.
"It's too late! I gave you a chance!" I shook my head and raised the Rusty Sword again to strike. Chanting once more: "Ultimate Earth, Mystical Arts Have Methods! Supreme Three Pure Ones, Daoist Guardian! Grant me Daoist Arts, bestow upon me Blood Demon! Exorcism Technique, Dao Blood Extermination! Sacrificial Dao Blood, eradicate Evil Spirit! Supreme Old Lord, hasten as the law commands!"
(End of Chapter)
Comment 0 Comment Count