72: Wrathful Vajra

"Young Master, run! She's not Old Ghost!"

As soon as the Demon Corpse finished speaking, Ye Wuhuan hadn't reacted, but Gu Ling had already noticed something was wrong.

She suddenly drew her pistol and fired several shots at the Demon Corpse, her movements clean and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

The Demon Corpse's soul had just formed; its consciousness was like that of a newborn infant, only knowing to instinctively devour vital blood. It knew nothing of modern weapons like firearms, so it made no attempt to dodge.

Gu Ling was trained by the Ye family from a young age specifically to guard Ye Wuhuan. She was a top-tier expert in the secular world, possessing Xuan Rank Initial Stage strength. Moreover, she had undergone various rigorous training since childhood, and her marksmanship had reached an uncanny level. Three consecutive shots, two accurately hitting the heart, and one striking the Demon Corpse's forehead. Every shot hit its mark, every shot was fatal.

"Master, hurry and leave now! Facing the Demon Corpse now is certain death!"

Just as Gu Ling fired, Ling'er in Qin Shou's mind immediately reminded him anxiously.

Qin Shou wasn't a fool; he didn't need Ling'er to remind him. He roared, "Nicknamed Guo Gang, run!"

Saying that, Qin Shou reached back to pull Guo Gang, but unexpectedly grabbed nothing but air.

Qin Shou was stunned for a moment. He looked back, only to find that Guo Gang had already sprinted more than ten meters away, his speed so astonishing it was jaw-dropping.

One would have thought Nicknamed Guo Gang's legs were trembling and he couldn't even stand steadily just moments ago. Now, fleeing for his life, though the fat on his body jiggled, it didn't affect his hundred-meter sprint speed in the slightest. Even Usain Bolt would probably exclaim, "Awesome!"

"Damn it, Nicknamed Guo Gang, why are you running so fast! You're not even waiting for me!"

Qin Shou cursed inwardly, thinking his brother was too disloyal, not even taking him along when fleeing for their lives; it was truly a 'plastic' brotherhood.

"Are you an idiot? If I don't run fast, I'll die! Don't you have legs? Can't you run yourself?"

Guo Gang grumbled, but his feet weren't idle, as he frantically ran towards the cave entrance.

"Jie—"

Guo Gang and Qin Shou hadn't run more than a few steps when the Demon Corpse's extremely piercing shriek came from behind them again. Both instantly felt dizzy, as if countless steel needles were piercing their brains, almost causing them to lose their balance and fall to the ground.

"We—are—the—same—kind! Why—did—you—attack—me?"

It turned out that the Demon Corpse's soul had just formed, and its consciousness was chaotic. It didn't know what it truly was, but seeing some physiological similarities between itself and Gu Ling, it mistakenly believed Gu Ling was its kind.

However, Gu Ling's sudden attack clearly enraged it. That anger erupted like a volcanic explosion, gushing forth instantly.

Those three bullets, although they all pierced its body, creating three bloody bullet holes on its forehead and chest, it acted as if nothing had happened, as if the bullets had merely shot through the air, causing it no harm whatsoever.

In just a moment, the bullet holes on its body healed rapidly at a visible speed, and the bloodstains at the wounds quickly disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

The three bullets were all expelled from its body, falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

Then, the Demon Corpse suddenly raised its palm and clenched its fist. The few people present once again felt a huge pulling force, as if being grabbed by an invisible large hand. They felt as if all the vital blood in their bodies was about to leave them, being forcibly drawn out.

Moreover, this time the pulling force was several times stronger than before, like a tsunami, overwhelming everything. Even from a distance, Qin Shou felt his vital blood flowing backward, and his internal organs felt as if they were being torn apart. He was on the verge of bleeding from his seven orifices and couldn't hold on any longer.

However, at this critical moment, both Qin Shou and Guo Gang felt a faint halo suddenly flash over their bodies, like an invisible protective shield. It actually resisted the Demon Corpse's pulling force, making them instantly feel a wave of relief.

"What the heck is going on?"

This question immediately popped into Qin Shou's mind.

"Master, your friend should still be a virgin, and you have his urine on you. Virgin boy's urine is an extremely potent yang and firm substance, which just happens to resist the Demon Corpse's yin evil energy. However, this Demon Corpse is too powerful for you right now; I'm afraid the virgin boy's urine won't hold out for long."

At the same time Qin Shou felt confused, Ling'er's voice in his mind rang out again, answering Qin Shou's question.

For a moment, Qin Shou was in tears, a mix of emotions in his heart. Looking at Guo Gang's figure running frantically ahead, he suddenly felt he was much more imposing, filled with admiration.

"Nicknamed Guo Gang, you've had it tough all these years. When we get back, I'll definitely find you a woman to have a good time with."

Qin Shou thought this to himself, but his feet didn't hesitate in the slightest, his sprinting speed increasing by a few points.

Behind them, Ye Wuhuan, who was near the Demon Corpse, was also completely unharmed.

It turned out that Ye Wuhuan, after all, was a wealthy young master from a top family in Yanjing. His elders were all powerful, influential, and well-connected figures.

The current head of the Ye family, in order to ensure the prosperity of the Ye family's bloodline in this generation, once personally traveled to Tibet and found the eminent monk Tsongkhapa, the current master of the Gelug School of the Esoteric Sect in Tibet. He obtained several amulets and had them worn close to the body by the younger generation of the Ye family, seeking the protection of Buddhist dharma.

And it was the existence of these amulets, whose effect was countless times better than the virgin boy's urine on Qin Shou and Guo Gang. Ye Wuhuan was completely unaffected, not even feeling the vital blood in his body flowing backward.

Although Ye Wuhuan was unharmed, Gu Ling was not so lucky. In just one encounter, she was already bleeding from her seven orifices, her face as pale as paper, and she had fallen unconscious.

But even so, it was because the Demon Corpse considered her its kind and showed her mercy, otherwise she would have probably perished long ago.

Seeing Gu Ling had fainted, the Demon Corpse did not intend to continue attacking. Instead, it directly bypassed Gu Ling and flew towards Ye Wuhuan in front of it, its beautiful eyes filled with a bloodthirsty red glow.

Ye Wuhuan was greatly alarmed by the sight, his legs giving out in fright. He collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud, wailing as he rolled and crawled on the ground. There was no trace of his former arrogant demeanor; he was completely a hedonistic young master who feared death.

However, just as the Demon Corpse's hand was about to grab Ye Wuhuan's throat, a golden light suddenly burst forth in front of Ye Wuhuan, like a scorching sun in the sky, instantly illuminating the entire cave.

Then, in the golden light, a supremely noble wrathful vajra image, stepping on a thousand-petaled golden lotus, appeared out of thin air. The vajra was several zhang tall, its entire body shimmering with golden light, its face majestic, its eyes wide with wrath, holding a demon-subduing pestle, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

"Evil creature!"

From the center of the wrathful vajra's brow, where its third eye was located, a golden beam of light suddenly shot out, like a sharp sword, directly at the Demon Corpse.