51: Chapter 51 Late-Night Battle? Sorry, my grand formation has built-in damage reflection!

Night fell, and the moon shone brightly amidst the sparse stars.

Inside Locust Tree Alley, the courtyard was brightly lit, and Spiritual Qi wafted through the air.

After a day of brewing, the effects of the Spirit Gathering Formation had fully manifested.

The air in the courtyard was moist and sweet.

Every breath felt like giving one's internal organs a spa treatment.

Su Yang lay on that Yellow Rosewood Grandmaster's Chair, covered with a thin blanket, holding a tablet computer and watching... "Tom and Jerry."

Beside him, however, was a scene that would make anyone's blood boil.

Zhou Mingyue had just finished her bath and changed into a silk slip nightgown.

The thin fabric clung tightly to her body, outlining her exquisite and graceful curves.

She was kneeling at Su Yang's feet, her fair little hands covered in essential oils, giving him a foot massage.

"Boss, is this amount of pressure okay?"

Zhou Mingyue looked up, a few damp strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, her eyes carrying a hint of fawning.

"Mm, a bit heavier on the left."

Su Yang's gaze didn't leave the screen as he gave the instruction casually.

"Understood~"

On the other side.

Su Qingcheng had changed into a set of red semi-transparent gauze clothing, with the faint silhouette of her undergarment visible beneath, sparking wild imaginations.

She was floating in mid-air, dancing gracefully to soft music; every glance and smile fully displayed her fox-like charm.

Chu Ling sat cross-legged on a giant rock, breathing in the dense surrounding Spiritual Qi by the moonlight.

Purple Corpse Qi swirled around her, adding a strange, cold, and elegant beauty to her appearance.

As for Jiang Yingxue, she sat virtuously on a small stool nearby, needle and thread in hand, mending a shirt for Su Yang.

How was this a haunted house?

This was clearly the imperial enjoyment of a den of debauchery!

...

At the same time.

At the entrance of the alley, separated from No. 44 Courtyard by only a single wall.

The atmosphere was one of solemn slaughter.

A ritual altar covered in yellow cloth had long since been set up.

It was topped with a pig's head, incense, candles, paper money, and a porcelain bowl filled with black dog's blood.

Zhao Gang, whose head was wrapped in bandages and swollen like a pig's head, was hiding behind the altar, watching Great Immortal Huang perform the ritual with a nervous expression.

"Great... Great Immortal, will this really work?"

Zhao Gang's speech whistled through the gaps in his teeth, and he hissed in pain. "That kid is very wicked; maybe we should just call the police?"

"Call the damn police for what!"

Great Immortal Huang glared at him, waving a Peach Wood Sword and stepping in the Seven Star Pattern with a face full of disdain.

"During the day, I was just caught off guard, which is why I was fooled by that kid's trickery!"

"Now that I've set up the Five-Ghost Wealth-Stealing Life-Taking Formation, I will not only break his Feng Shui but also capture that Red-Clothed Female Ghost to serve as my Cultivation Vessel!"

A trace of lewd light flashed in Great Immortal Huang's eyes.

He had knocked around Hong Kong Island for many years; what kind of storms hadn't he seen?

In his view, Su Yang was just a green brat who had stumbled upon some fortuitous encounter and didn't understand what true Daoist magic was at all!

"Watch closely!"

Great Immortal Huang shouted, thrusting his Peach Wood Sword into the bowl of black dog's blood and skewering a talisman paper.

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, Five Ghosts obey my command!"

"Take his soul, seize his spirit, break his household!"

"Swiftly, as the laws decree! Go!"

Whoosh—!!!

As he pointed his sword.

A gust of yin wind whipped up from the flat ground.

Five hideous, pitch-black little ghosts suddenly crawled out from the Void Realm in front of the altar.

They let out ear-piercing shrieks and turned into five streaks of black smoke, carrying a sickening stench as they lunged crazily toward No. 44 Courtyard!

"It worked just like that?"

Zhao Gang watched, dumbfounded; these special effects were much more realistic than in movies!

"Hmph, these five little ghosts are treasures I've fed with corpse oil for ten years!"

Great Immortal Huang said proudly, "Forget that green brat, even if a true Celestial Master came, they'd lose a layer of skin!"

However.

The very instant those five streaks of black smoke were about to charge into No. 44 Courtyard.

Buzz—!

Above the courtyard, that layer of originally invisible Formation light screen suddenly lit up.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, ripples of golden light spread out.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Five muffled thuds followed in quick succession.

Those five aggressive little ghosts felt as if they had slammed into a red-hot iron wall.

"Screech—!!!"

Shrill screams instantly echoed through the night sky.

Under the golden light, the five little ghosts didn't even have a chance to struggle; they were instantly melted into green smoke, their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!

"Pfft—!!!"

At the same time.

Great Immortal Huang, who was performing the ritual, felt like he'd been struck by lightning. He violently sprayed out a large mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward, slamming heavily into the wall behind him!

"My five ghosts!!!"

Great Immortal Huang clutched his chest, watching the dissipating green smoke, his heart bleeding with pain.

Those were his Life-Bound Gu Ghosts!

Just like that, they were gone?!

"Great... Great Immortal! What happened to you?!"

Zhao Gang was startled and hurriedly ran over to help him up.

"Formation... Formation backlash..."

Great Immortal Huang's face was as pale as paper, his eyes filled with terror.

"Inside that courtyard... there's a Mountain-Protecting Grand Formation!"

"And it's... an Advanced Grand Formation! The kind with reflective damage!"

...

Inside the courtyard.

Su Yang, who was enjoying his massage, raised an eyebrow slightly and looked up at the golden light that flashed and vanished overhead.

"Hmm? Fireworks?"

"What fireworks?"

Zhou Mingyue looked up curiously.

But she only saw a few faint streaks of green smoke drifting across the night sky.

"Nothing, just a few suicidal mosquitoes hitting the electric swatter."

Su Yang smiled faintly and casually tossed a grape into his mouth.

"It seems that Great Master from Hong Kong Island is a bit unwilling to accept defeat."

"Since he's come, how can I not send a return gift?"

Su Yang's gaze turned cold, and he beckoned to the dancing Su Qingcheng.

"Qingcheng, stop dancing."

"Master~"

Su Qingcheng drifted over, her red sleeves lightly brushing past Su Yang's face, her fragrance intoxicating.

"Go to the entrance and see if someone is littering."

"If they are..."

The corner of Su Yang's mouth curled into a cruel arc.

"Then clean up the trash, and while you're at it... teach that Great Master what a real magic duel looks like."

"As you command, Master."

Su Qingcheng replied with flirtatious eyes, then her figure spun.

That original charming appearance vanished instantly, replaced by a towering Ghostly Qi!

Her red gauze clothing moved without wind, snapping loudly, and her long black hair instantly turned blood-red, flying in the night sky.

"Daring to disturb Master's elegant mood..."

"You all must die!"

Whoosh!

A streak of red light shot into the sky, directly clearing the courtyard wall and lunging toward the alley entrance.

...

At the alley entrance.

Great Immortal Huang had just caught his breath and was preparing to pack his things and run.

He was greedy, but not stupid.

To even have that kind of Mountain-Protecting Grand Formation...

This Su Yang was absolutely a hidden expert who was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger!

This wasn't just kicking a steel plate.

This was clearly kicking a nuclear warhead!

"Quick! Help me into the car! We can't stay in this place!"

Great Immortal Huang grabbed Zhao Gang's arm, his voice trembling.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Zhao Gang was also scared out of his wits.

The two of them supported each other as they prepared to run toward that Maybach.

However.

They had only run two steps.

A bone-chilling cold suddenly descended from the sky, instantly enveloping the entire alley.

The streetlights flickered with a buzzing sound, and then...

Crack!

They went completely dark.

In the darkness, a ghostly female voice rang out in their ears:

"You two, since you've come, why are you leaving without coming in for a seat?"

"Ah!!!"

Zhao Gang and Great Immortal Huang let out a scream at the same time and stiffly raised their heads.

There, on the streetlight pole above them.

A woman dressed in red was hanging upside down, a strange smile on her pale and beautiful face.

"My Master said..."

"Littering is to be punished."