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"Ha ha, interesting brother. I really like your personality!" Chen Haiping laughed loudly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
He turned to pick up the paintbrush from the easel, his tone neither warm nor cold: "Brother, you're causing trouble in my hotel. If I do nothing about it, it would break the rules. If someone else comes to my place, they might follow your example and act recklessly."
Chen Haiping looked into my eyes, the smile on his face vanished, replaced by a serious expression: "Brother, I won't make things difficult for you. As long as you can last three minutes under my hand, regardless of the outcome, I'll consider this matter settled. What do you think?"
I nodded, a spark of challenge flashing in my eyes as I beckoned him with my finger: "If you want to fight, bring it on. I happen to want to test your skills."
Chen Haiping could draw so many evil spirits; he must have some extraordinary abilities. Moreover, until now, I had not figured out why there were no female evil spirits among those he painted.
Chen Haiping placed his phone on the easel and set a three-minute countdown before saying to me: "Brother, I'm going to make my move! Be ready!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he swiftly made a stroke on the oil painting with the brush in his hand.
"Buzz~~" A faint sound emanated from the painting. The inconspicuous figure within suddenly trembled, and a faint Evil Qi radiated from it.
"What’s going on? When did it become so easy to draw an evil spirit?" I exclaimed in surprise. The emergence of this spirit took only seven or eight seconds.
During this time, I had been closely watching Chen Haiping's movements and noticed that the only difference was the use of a black paint that he hadn't used before.
"Could the problem lie with that box of paint?" I furrowed my brow and muttered to myself.
After drawing the evil spirit, Chen Haiping took the paper off the easel and tossed it into the air, calmly saying: "Come out!"
"Whoosh~~" Suddenly, a fierce wind swept through the air as a roar erupted from the oil painting. A shadow burst forth from within, glanced at me, and then charged at me without hesitation.
"Oh? This is actually a Millennium Ghost General, much stronger than those evil spirits encountered in the hotel. However, it's still not enough to deal with me." I observed with interest, calmly drawing my Rusty Sword. With my left hand, I quickly formed several spells and bit my tongue, spraying some Tongue Blood onto the Rusty Sword while chanting incantations.
“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, urgent as the law commands!” As my voice fell, I swung the Rusty Sword towards the evil spirit, and a blood-colored sword energy shot out, carving a deep wound into the creature.
“Roar~~” The evil spirit had just awakened and had not yet developed much intelligence. However, after taking my strike, a flash of fear crossed its eyes. It let out a low growl and turned to flee.
“Oh, it didn’t die! Looks like I was a bit too gentle!” I shook my head dismissively, raising the Rusty Sword high again. I unleashed two more sword energies, slicing the evil spirit in half and scattering its soul.
“Brother, you truly have some skill, but don’t think this is over,” Chen Haiping said with a serious expression. He opened a black backpack meant for carrying oil paintings and pulled out thirteen canvases.
Chen Haiping threw the paintings onto the ground and grabbed a box filled with black paint, scattering the contents over the canvases while shouting loudly, “Come forth!”
Sizzle~~ Sizzle~~ At that moment, the paintings ignited spontaneously, and figures of evil spirits surged forth from within, all at the level of Millennium Ghost General.
“Roar, kill, kill them all!” The evil spirits, stained with black paint, became extremely agitated. Their eyes turned blood-red as they swiftly charged towards me.
Whoosh~~ The group of evil spirits attacked together, whipping up a frenzied wind that rustled the surrounding leaves violently, creating an imposing atmosphere.
Qin Hui and the others noticed the commotion and turned their attention this way, discussing among themselves: “Huh? There’s something off over there; could it be ghosts have appeared?”
“I just saw Master Jiang Ling heading that way; could he be fighting those ghosts?”
“Let’s go take a look!” Qin Hui said as they gathered together cautiously moving towards the source of the noise.
I glanced at Chen Haiping’s empty paint box, a glint of insight flashing in my eyes as I remarked, “So it’s indeed the paint that’s problematic! I want to see what’s inside that box!”
I surveyed the thirteen spirits around me with an icy gaze, feeling no tremor in my heart. I had already dispatched several Eternal Ghost Kings; eliminating these few Millennium Ghost Generals would be a piece of cake.
Noticing that the Tongue Blood on my Rusty Sword had been fully consumed, I gently gripped the sword with my left hand and drew blood from my palm to coat its entire blade.
I had no time to tend to the wound on my hand. My left hand quickly formed the spell, and I shouted loudly, "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 evil spirits had already rushed towards me, surrounding me from all sides.
"Annihilate them!" I shouted, and the Rusty Sword in my hand danced swiftly, slashing out waves of blood-red sword energy. In the blink of an eye, I had vanquished three or four evil spirits.
"Roar~~ Kill!" The remaining evil spirits seized this opportunity, transforming their hands into sharp claws as they attacked my vital points.
"Bang bang~~" I could only hear the sounds of collisions against my body. A layer of Golden Buddha Light appeared over my skin, blocking the attacks from those evil spirits.
Before I made my move, I had secretly mobilized the Buddhist Power within me and cast the Buddhist Golden Bell Shield on myself to prepare for this situation.
"Poof~~" I staggered back a few steps, a sharp pain piercing through my chest as a mouthful of fresh blood spewed from my lips.
Although the Buddhist Golden Bell Shield had blocked most of the attacks, I was still injured by the residual force; fortunately, it wasn't too severe.
"Very well, you can die now!" A glint of killing intent flashed in my eyes as I smeared my left hand's blood onto the blade of the Rusty Sword once more. With a swift movement, I charged towards those evil spirits.
(End of Chapter)
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