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I glanced around the shop and noticed Wang Hongtao sitting inside, sipping tea. He looked at me with complete confidence, as if he didn't take me seriously at all.
Wang Hongtao and I locked eyes for a moment, and I could sense the trouble he posed. However, since I had come this far, I had no intention of backing down.
At that moment, Wu Chun walked up behind Wang Hongtao. She cast a panicked glance in my direction before reaching out to massage his shoulders. "Master," she said nervously, "the aura from this person is quite unpleasant. He can't possibly be one of those hired helpers from the Jinghá, can he?"
Wang Hongtao took a sip of his tea, dismissing her concern. "This kid looks so young; how high could his cultivation be? Whether he can break the formation outside is still questionable."
Previously, Wang Hongtao had instructed Wu Chun to place those origami pieces sealing the Soul outside the shop to set up a formation against any troublemakers like the Taoist Master.
Wang Hongtao's gaze shifted behind me, but all he saw was darkness; he couldn't discern what lay behind me. His eyes narrowed slightly as he patted Wu Chun on the back and handed her a necklace carved from bone in the shape of a Tiger Statue. In a chilling tone, he said, "Wu Chun, I can sense that the last person has also arrived. This way, I won't have to make another trip. Take this Ghost Weapon and bring me his soul."
The person Wang Hongtao referred to was Zhao Sanbao, who was approaching not far behind me. Although Wang Hongtao could see Zhao Sanbao's figure, it was his aura that alerted him to Zhao Sanbao's presence on this street.
Wu Chun accepted the necklace and nodded with a seductive smile. "Don't worry, Master. I will definitely capture that person's soul for you. I will ensure your Twelve Fiends Resurrection Technique succeeds."
With that, Wu Chun's figure flickered and transformed into a red Thousand Paper Cranes, flying out through the shop's entrance. Following the direction indicated by the necklace in her hand, she soared toward Zhao Sanbao.
"Trying to escape? You really don't take me seriously!" I watched as the red Thousand Paper Cranes flew past me without a care in the world. It made me feel utterly disregarded and quite irritated.
I quickly pulled out my Rusty Sword from my backpack and infused it with a strand of Daoist Magic while simultaneously casting a Spell with my left hand. I recited, "Ultimate Earth, Mystical Arts Have Methods, Exorcise Demons and Eliminate Spirits, Three Pure Ones Bestow Divine Power! Spirit Severing Technique, command!"
As soon as my words fell, the Rusty Sword swung decisively toward the red Thousand Paper Cranes. A beam of white Dao light shot forth from the sword, slicing through the air toward the red Thousand Paper Cranes above.
"Chirp chirp~~" Wu Chun let out a sharp scream, a strong sense of crisis surging within her. She darted up and down, trying to evade the sword light that I had slashed toward her.
Unfortunately, no matter how she dodged, Wu Chun was ultimately a step too slow. The white sword light struck her left wing, severing it cleanly. This was still the result of Wu Chun's desperate reaction. If she had been even a moment slower, she would have been completely obliterated by my sword light.
After her left wing was cut off, Wu Chun lost control of her body and had no choice but to transform into her human form.
As the saying goes, take advantage of someone's misfortune. The moment I saw Wu Chun hit the ground, I rushed toward her with my Rusty Sword in hand, casting a spell as I shouted loudly: "Ultimate Earth, Mystical Arts Have Methods, Exorcise Demons and Eliminate Spirits, Three Pure Ones Bestow Divine Power! Spirit Severing Technique, command!"
Wu Chun looked at me in terror, continuously retreating while turning her head to shout into the shop, "Master, this Stinky Taoist is trying to kill me! Come save me!"
"Hmph, truly useless. Do I have to do everything myself?" At that moment, Wang Hongtao snorted coldly and threw a sharp pair of scissors at me. These scissors were his tool for cutting origami—a rather decent magical artifact.
"Bang~~ Crack~~" With a light sound, my sword energy was dispersed by the scissors, but they too were sliced into two by my Rusty Sword.
Taking advantage of this brief moment, Wu Chun hurriedly ran out into the street and vanished in the blink of an eye. By the time I wanted to chase after her, it was already too late.
Wang Hongtao stood at the shop's entrance, his eyes greedily fixed on the Rusty Sword in my hand. He said ominously, "Stinky Taoist, that Rusty Sword you have is quite interesting. It would be perfect for my origami cutting tool. Once I kill you, that Rusty Sword will be mine."
I swung the Rusty Sword in my hand and coldly stared at Wang Hongtao. "Old man, at your age, are you sure you can kill me? Don't come crying when I end up slaying you; there's no such thing as regret medicine in this world."
"Hmph, not so young yet you talk big. I want to see what skills you possess!" Wang Hongtao snorted again and pulled an ancient bell from his pocket—the very bell I had seen in the video before.
His expression turned serious as he began to shake the bell slowly while reciting a strange incantation under his breath.
I listened carefully and realized that Wang Hongtao was not reciting the common incantations of the Daoist Sect; instead, it sounded more like a Western witchcraft spell, which felt quite strange.
"Old man, your voice is so unpleasant; it's better if you just shut up," I muttered, gripping the Rusty Sword tightly as I rushed forward, intending to take down Wang Hongtao.
A sinister smile appeared on Wang Hongtao's face as he stepped back a few paces, drawing me into the center of the formation outside the shop while continuing to chant his bizarre incantation.
"This is bad; it's a trap." Seeing that eerie smile on Wang Hongtao's face made my heart sink. When I noticed the humanoid origami hidden around us, I realized it was too late for me to retreat.
At that moment, Wang Hongtao finished his chant. He bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of Tongue Blood onto the surrounding origami figures, then ominously commanded, "Ghosts, rise! Go kill that Stinky Taoist!"
As soon as Wang Hongtao's words fell, the humanoid origami outside the shop suddenly came to life. They shook violently, their forms growing larger until they transformed into full-sized Paper Men.
I found myself surrounded by the group of Paper Men in the center, my heart racing with anxiety. I examined them closely and noticed their cultivation levels varied. The highest among them was actually a Millennium Ghost General, while most were merely Century Ghosts.
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