85: Chapter 85 The Cicada Awaits

"Splat ~!"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh quietly rang out, and everyone hurriedly looked over together.

A white figure was floating behind the Bald Man, and a slender arm with pulsing cyan veins had already pierced through his heart, protruding from his chest. Clutched in its palm was a heart that was still beating.

Damn it!

This scene made your chest ache with phantom pain. Damned Feng Qiange, you just wait for this lady.

"Boss Liu!"

The other two actually showed some loyalty; instead of turning to run, they let out an angry roar and fiercely charged forward with their magic tools.

However...

That blood-red figure merely flashed, and after brushing past the two of them, its hands suddenly held two heads with horrified expressions in their eyes.

"Thud ~"

Only then did the sounds of three corpses hitting the ground ring out together.

Your gaze narrowed slightly. A ghost at the Foundation Establishment Stage is quite rare.

This world has cultivators, demon clans, and the demonic race, so naturally, there are also mountain spirits and ghosts.

However, this kind of existence is extremely rare. After the vast majority of people die, their souls directly dissipate into the heavens and earth, making it utterly impossible for them to survive.

Aside from cultivators above the Nascent Soul Stage, only souls with deep obsessions, towering resentment, and special constitutions have a slim chance of lingering in the mortal world and turning into undissipated souls.

But this kind of special existence cannot cultivate spiritual power at all; they can only raise their cultivation by feeding on the souls of the living.

Because of this, once they appear in the world, they are often regarded as ominous and calamitous, and are bound to be besieged by a large number of cultivators and executed on the spot.

Moreover, this type of existence is extremely difficult to deal with. Only lightning-attribute divine abilities or special magic tools specifically counteracting nether souls can inflict effective damage upon them.

Unfortunately, you haven't mastered the Lightning Attraction Finger yet, which is a bit troublesome...

At this moment, the young man who had cowered in the corner from start to finish walked out slowly, walking straight up in front of the ghost with a slightly trembling voice:

"Mother..."

"..."

You almost failed to keep a straight face.

What kind of decent person raises their own mother into a ghost fiend?!

"Roar!"

The ghost merely glanced at the young man, then fiercely lunged toward him.

"Hum ~"

Yet the young man's expression did not change; he only slowly raised a scarlet bead, which was emitting a faint blood-red glow.

The moment the ghost came into contact with the blood-red glow, it immediately quieted down. The fierce aura around its body entirely converged, and it quietly hovered in front of the young man.

To think there is such a treasure capable of controlling ghost fiends?

The corners of your eyes twitched slightly, and the corners of your lips curled into an uncontrollable arc.

This item is fated with me.

"Young lady, I already reminded you earlier not to come over. Why did you stubbornly refuse to listen to advice?"

The young man directly ignored Han Xuan, casting his gaze onto you, who were still sitting slumped on the ground with a dazed expression.

"Wuwu..."

You timidly glanced at him, shrank back slightly, and a faint whimpering sound spilled from your lips.

"Don't be afraid."

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked young man unexpectedly emitted a faint aura of a king in control of the entire scene at this moment.

Mmh... As expected, power is a man's best armor.

"You now have two choices."

Your eyelashes trembled slightly, and a pair of watery large eyes looked at him so pitifully.

"First, die."

Seeing your complexion turn increasingly pale, the young man smiled slightly, his voice slowing down a lot.

"Second, become my dao companion."

...

Your judgment indeed hadn't been wrong; this sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked young man was truly not a good person. He probably had designs on your looks long ago.

To think that even after hiding your beauty, the other party still managed to see through to the excellent soul hidden beneath your skin.

However... Is that it?

You sneered disdainfully in your heart, but the expression on your face appeared even more shattered as you asked with a trembling voice:

"Wh... Why?"

"Your temperament is very similar to my deceased dao companion; you are both equally cute... and pure."

Seeming to think of something, the young man closed his eyes slightly, his face full of nostalgia and emotion.

Looking at his affectionate appearance, for a moment you didn't know what to say.

This kid is quite sentimental!

Missing a dead wife means finding someone similar to her, but being reluctant to part with one's mother means... Hiss ~ this is getting a bit perverted.

"How about it?"

The young man stared at you burning with intensity, madness surging deep within his eyes.

Just as you were planning to play hard to get, half-heartedly agree, and conveniently teach him a lesson on how to be a human being, Han Xuan, who had remained silent all along, suddenly made his move at this moment.

He flipped his palm, and a small cyan seal emerged. After appearing, the small seal grew in the wind, instantaneously transforming into a dharma seal a zhang in size.

Cyan light flickered incessantly upon it, and amid the swirling runes, a profound spiritual charm slowly gathered, suppressing downward straight at the motionless ghost!

"Ah!!!"

A scream of the utmost misery rang out, causing one's scalp to go numb.

Raising your eyes to look, you saw that beneath that cyan giant seal, countless cyan chains firmly trapped that red figure within.

Runes circulated upon the cyan seal, and every time it flickered, it seemed like there was a low rumble of thunder, constantly absorbing the nether qi around the ghost. But the young man inside was completely unaffected, presumably because this is a magic tool specially designed to deal with such ghosts.

This kid came specifically for it!

Your eyes narrowed slightly. However, to think he actually dared to steal your things.

"You're courting death!"

Seeing this scene, the young man's eyes split open from anger as he let out a furious roar. A black long saber flashed in his hand, and his figure swiftly charged toward Han Xuan.

At the same time, he constantly urged the red bead in his hand, attempting to make the ghost break through the blockade.

"Clang, clang, clang ~!"

Crisp sounds of collision continuously echoed through the forest. The two of them had comparable cultivation, and for a time they actually fought to a standstill.

A moment later, seeing that the ghost had been tortured to the point of extreme weakness, you finally slowly stood up.

The next instant, a figure tore through the air, cutting into the battlefield like a teleportation.

"Ah!!!"

The young man let out a miserable scream, retreating repeatedly. Looking down, he discovered that his left hand holding the red bead had actually been severed at the root and disappeared.

Han Xuan also stopped his movements at the right moment, swiftly retreating several steps to protect the carriage behind him with a vigilant gaze.

After a search, the two of them finally sensed something and immediately looked up.

Mid-air, a graceful blue figure stood suspended, her slender, jade-like fingertips pinching a blood-red bead to examine it closely. In her other hand, she was gripping a severed arm that was still dripping blood.

Seeming to sense their gazes, the woman lowered her eyes to look, her face appropriately revealing a trace of surprise, and then the corners of her lips lifted slightly in a smiling expression:

"Hehe! Good evening, two Daoist friends ~"

A sudden chill welled up in the hearts of Han Xuan and that young man, and their entire bodies felt as though they had fallen into an icy cave.

Foundation Establishment cultivator!!!

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(Starting to pay off debts, two more updates later ~)