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The plot always seems to develop in a way that makes you do exactly what you shouldn't, and this story is no exception!
The incense was naturally lit!
In that instant, Ghost Granny's expression changed. Although I was far away, I could see clearly that her face darkened significantly, almost as if she were as stern as a judge.
Then, she trembled and pointed at me, cursing, "You little brat! You incompetent fool! Your one stick of incense has completely disrupted my entire plan!"
I felt inexplicably frustrated by this ghostly woman's outburst. What on earth had happened?
I couldn't leave, and I couldn't fight back. Surely I couldn't just sit here trapped? Was I supposed to pay a toll and still get it wrong?
I was utterly bewildered by the attitudes of Zhengyang and Ghost Granny!
"You really acted impulsively!"
Zhengyang sighed repeatedly and said in a low voice, "Just turn around and look at your surroundings!"
After his reminder, I instinctively raised my eyes to glance around.
To my shock, those Demons who had been watching the spectacle inside the house had all unknowingly come outside. The street stretched for miles, filled with ghostly figures.
Without exception, their eyes were fixated on the Incense for Summoning Spirits in my hand. The desire in their gazes sent a chill down my spine, as if the incense was drawing them in, step by step.
A cold wind swept past me, and I couldn't help but shiver lightly. The Incense for Summoning Spirits in my grasp trembled slightly. It dawned on me that I had overlooked a crucial point: offerings from the living held immense allure for Dirty Things!
Not only did it attract our country's Dirty Things, but it also had a significant appeal to these American Ginseng entities!
Dirty Things can take on various forms due to factors like region and cause of death, resulting in different monsters with unique abilities. However, when it comes to Daoist Practice, they all share a common goal: to consume offerings and absorb Eerie Energy!
Atlantis has been submerged for nine thousand years without any living beings appearing here. Where would the living offerings come from? Moreover, all the fortune of this place has been absorbed by that ultimate warrior. These Dirty Things are trapped here without food or drink; otherwise, it wouldn't have taken nine thousand years for such scant Daoist Practice to develop. Each one of them is desperately yearning for offerings!
By lighting the Incense for Summoning Spirits in this place, wasn't I inviting a hundred ghosts to fight over it?
They were arguing back and forth, and I was the one who ended up in trouble!
I felt like slapping myself twice; I had panicked and done something foolish!
At that moment, a chill enveloped me without warning—it was Eerie Energy.
I jumped in surprise and looked up, only to come face-to-face with a pale ghostly visage. Its skin was icy cold, as if my face were pressed against a block of ice, devoid of any warmth.
Everything happened so suddenly, and just when I was on edge, this ghostly encounter startled me enough that I nearly dropped the Incense for Summoning Spirits in my trembling hand. I couldn't help but gasp and instinctively took a step back!
Once I had distanced myself a bit, I could see clearly that the ghostly face belonged to the Trickster Ghost from earlier!
At that moment, its ghastly face was filled with rapture, looking utterly entranced. As soon as I stepped back, the Trickster Ghost immediately closed in again, pressing right against my chest, sniffing around the Incense for Summoning Spirits with increasing delight!
My expression darkened; I wanted nothing more than to slice this thing apart. The issue of my weak Yang energy was truly troubling me. This creature just started picking at my flaws like an unyielding piece of taffy that I couldn't shake off!
While my mind was in chaos, several more ghostly heads leaned in closer, greedily inhaling the green smoke rising from the Incense for Summoning Spirits.
In the blink of an eye, a horde of Dirty Things had gathered around me. The thick Eerie Energy weighed heavily upon me, making me shiver all over as Killing Intent surged wildly within me!
And it didn't stop there; the Ghost Girl, who had been hovering nearby, finally decided to perch on my neck to absorb the incense offerings. It sent chills down my spine as if an ice cube were resting on my neck. In an instant, it felt like my neck had frozen solid, and my body felt unbearably heavy!
To my surprise, this girl was much heavier than the Ghostly Woman. In no time at all, she bent my waist; I had carried the Ghostly Woman around all night without feeling this way. It seemed that this Demon Child's resentment was far greater than that of the Ghost Granny; however, I couldn't quite grasp the Daoist Practice involved.
The hundred ghosts feasted on incense; the Incense for Summoning Spirits burned quickly and even emitted a sizzling sound. Before long, it was almost gone.
"Child, what are you dawdling for?"
The Ghost Granny shouted sharply: "Once the incense is gone, they’ll have nothing left to eat but you! Keep burning it—don’t stop!"
I took a deep breath and quickly pulled out another stick of Incense for Summoning Spirits from my backpack. One by one, I lit them as I was surrounded by ghosts. It was impossible not to feel anxious, but there was no choice but to endure it. My gaze inevitably drifted toward Zhengyang and his side.
At that moment, Zhengyang and the Rampaging Ghost were locked in a fierce battle!
At this moment, Zhengyang faced this creature. Although he held the upper hand, he was unable to deliver a fatal blow due to the creature's size, defense, and vitality. The Shrimp Market Sword struck the Rampaging Ghost, tearing its jacket apart and severing its two massive claws, green liquid flowing freely, yet he still couldn't kill it, becoming trapped in a prolonged struggle.
Ghost Granny called out to me and pulled out a pitch-black whip from her bosom, which immediately exposed itself to the air. As she grasped the whip in her hand, it shimmered with countless runes, dazzling in their brilliance.
Once the runes on the whip lit up, it presented an otherworldly hue, measuring about three feet six inches long, consisting of twenty-one segments. Each segment bore four rune inscriptions, totaling eighty-four runes. I couldn't understand those inscriptions; they were exceptionally profound and mysterious.
This characteristic made me ponder, and a name for a divine artifact popped into my mind: Divine Whip!
What the heck! Isn't this whip Lu Jianguo's? How did it end up in Ghost Granny's hands?
I had only seen this thing once before when it was in Lu Jianguo's possession; I didn't think much of it then. But now that Ghost Granny had taken it out, I was stunned. I realized that the effectiveness of the same treasure could vary greatly depending on who wielded it.
With just this item, Ghost Granny could unleash tremendous power. I wondered how she managed to trick Lu Jianguo into giving it up.
At that moment, after retrieving the Divine Whip, Ghost Granny's aura shifted entirely; it became increasingly sinister, her face dark as if she were a judge of hell. She gently caressed the Divine Whip and said, "Come on! It's time to show your power. Let's feast today and indulge!"
Finally, with a loud shout, Ghost Granny charged straight at the Rampaging Ghost!
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