73: Urine on the head

The moment the wrathful vajra appeared, Qin Shou and Guo Gang both felt their breathing ease, and the terrifying oppressive feeling the demon corpse had given them earlier immediately lessened considerably.

Both of them looked back in unison, only to see a golden light, like a sharp sword, shoot precisely towards the demon corpse.

"Ah—"

Then, both of them heard the demon corpse let out a series of piercing screams, sharp and ear-splitting, as if from the Nine Nether Hells. Immediately afterward, they heard a thunderous explosion, and the demon corpse's body was blasted into pieces, flesh and blood flying everywhere, turning into a pile of minced meat. The scene was extremely gruesome.

"Holy crap, this guy is so awesome!"

Qin Shou and Guo Gang both looked at Ye Wuhuan in unison, but saw that Ye Wuhuan was currently collapsed on the ground, scrambling and crawling, his body trembling violently. It was clear at a glance that the earth-shattering blow just now could not have been his own doing.

Both of them exchanged a puzzled glance, thinking, "What's going on?"

"It seems I still underestimated the people of this era. A magical artifact that can shatter a demon corpse with one blow must be at least a Heavenly Rank Peak existence. I originally thought that in the Age of Dharma Decline, let alone transcending the Heavenly Rank, even Heavenly Rank Masters would be as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

It seems that even in this era, with thin spiritual energy, those hidden sects still have ways to cultivate."

Just as the two were puzzled, Ling'er's image reappeared in Qin Shou's mind. She rested her chin in her hand, watching Ye Wuhuan outside through Qin Shou's eyes with great interest, seemingly very intrigued.

"Ling'er, what's the situation? This guy doesn't look that awesome!"

Qin Shou immediately voiced his question.

"That blow just now was not this person's own ability, but rather a protective magical artifact made by a Heavenly Rank Peak master that he possesses."

Ling'er revealed the secret in a single sentence.

"Protective magical artifact? What kind of magical artifact is so powerful!" Qin Shou exclaimed.

"Judging by the image of the wrathful vajra just now, it should be the Immovable Wisdom King's manifestation. This magical artifact is likely from the Tibet Esoteric Sect," Ling'er analyzed seriously, resting her chin in her hand.

"Tibet?"

"Hmm, even ten thousand years ago, during the Age of Flourishing Dharma, Tibet was always one of the several holy lands with the richest spiritual energy. If the magical artifact comes from there, it's not impossible for it to possess such power."

Ling'er nodded, affirming her statement.

"Holy crap, Old Qin, she's still not dead!"

Just as Qin Shou was conversing with Ling'er in his mind, Nicknamed Guo Gang suddenly let out a startled cry. Qin Shou snapped back to reality. He saw the demon corpse, which had been blasted into minced meat on the ground, begin to squirm as if alive, gathering towards the demon corpse's head with astonishing speed.

"Damn it!"

The two exchanged glances, both feeling a chill shoot from their feet to the top of their heads. Without any hesitation, they took off running, once again dashing towards the cave entrance.

At the exact same time, Ye Wuhuan, whose legs had been limp, suddenly found strength from somewhere, abruptly stood up, and screamed as he sprinted towards the cave entrance. His speed was even a few points faster than Guo Gang and Qin Shou.

"Hehe! How about we let him be our shield first?"

Nicknamed Guo Gang showed a mischievous smile, squinting his eyes, clearly intending to let Ye Wuhuan attract the demon corpse's attention to buy them time to escape.

"Hehe, I was thinking the same thing."

Qin Shou also let out a wicked laugh and nodded without hesitation.

Just then, Ye Wuhuan had already run over, only a few steps away from the cave entrance.

"Go to hell!"

Both of them simultaneously raised their feet and fiercely kicked Ye Wuhuan in the chest.

"Ah! I'll kill you two!"

Before Ye Wuhuan could even clearly see Guo Gang and Qin Shou at the cave entrance, he was sent flying backward by their kick, his body soaring like a kite with a broken string.

At this moment, the demon corpse had completely reassembled and regained its physical body. It let out a roar and flew towards the cave entrance.

However, this time the demon corpse no longer dared to do anything to Ye Wuhuan. It actually bypassed Ye Wuhuan, who had been kicked to the ground by the two, and went straight for Qin Shou and Guo Gang.

"Holy crap, this demon corpse bullies the weak and fears the strong!"

The two cursed in unison, their hearts growing cold. They took off running, wishing their parents had given them two more legs.

Nicknamed Guo Gang was an ordinary person, and Qin Shou had Yellow Rank Initial Stage strength. Dealing with ordinary people might be easy, but against a Earth Rank Peak master, let alone fighting, they would be torn to shreds in a single encounter.

"Nicknamed Guo Gang, do you need to pee?" Qin Shou asked while running.

"What the hell is wrong with you! Asking me if I need to pee now!" Nicknamed Guo Gang cursed while running.

"No, Nicknamed Guo Gang, your urine is useful against her. If you spray her face with urine, it might scare her away!" Qin Shou explained anxiously.

"Stop bullshitting me. You want me to die faster, huh? Why don't you spray her face with urine?"

Nicknamed Guo Gang retorted angrily.

He didn't have a system like Ling'er, so he still didn't know that his virgin boy's urine could restrain the demon corpse.

"I'm not a virgin anymore, I'm not a virgin! Only virgin boy's urine works!" Qin Shou looked helpless.

"Who said I'm a virgin? You're the virgin, your whole family are virgins." Nicknamed Guo Gang immediately flew into a rage, feeling that his dignity had been greatly insulted.

"Nicknamed Guo Gang, now is not the time to worry about face. Our lives are on the line. Do you have any or not? If you do, hurry up and pee on her!" Qin Shou didn't bother arguing with Nicknamed Guo Gang and asked anxiously.

"Didn't I just pee on you earlier! Do you think I'm a faucet, that it just comes out on demand!"

Nicknamed Guo Gang cursed, and the demon corpse had already flown over like a phantom. Nicknamed Guo Gang, being fat and having never practiced any Qigong, was a step slower than Qin Shou and lagged behind, directly getting grabbed by the shoulder by the demon corpse.

The demon corpse's fingernails were like sharp steel hooks, digging fiercely into Nicknamed Guo Gang's fleshy body, instantly drawing blood. It lifted Nicknamed Guo Gang's two-hundred-plus-pound body as if he were a small chicken.

"Nicknamed Guo Gang! I'm coming to save you."

Qin Shou was shocked to see Nicknamed Guo Gang caught. Instinctively, he lunged forward, pouncing and grabbing Nicknamed Guo Gang's thigh, wanting to pull Nicknamed Guo Gang from the demon corpse's hand.

Unexpectedly, the demon corpse was incredibly strong. Not only did Qin Shou fail to budge Nicknamed Guo Gang an inch, but he was also carried along by the demon corpse. Both of them were dragged out of the cave and directly flew into mid-air.

"Old Qin, is virgin boy's urine really useful?" Nicknamed Guo Gang asked, his face pale and voice trembling.

"Why would I lie to you! No, Nicknamed Guo Gang, you're not actually thinking of peeing now, are you?!"

Qin Shou's heart instantly leaped. He thought, 'You son of a bitch, you didn't pee just now, and now I'm right below you! If a stream of urine came down on my head, the taste... it's unimaginable!'

"Damn it, you son of a bitch, watch your Grandpa Guo launch a sky-high cannon."

Nicknamed Guo Gang was also pushed to his limit. He roared, casting aside all thoughts of life and death, and actually pulled down his pants in front of Qin Shou in mid-air, directly spraying a stream of yellow urine at the demon corpse above, like a fountain, gushing out.

"No, Nicknamed Guo Gang!"

Qin Shou had just opened his mouth to stop him, but it was too late.

Qin Shou immediately felt a torrential downpour on his head. A strong smell of urine instantly assailed his nostrils, making him dizzy and nauseous, almost making him vomit.

"Damn it, you're a human sprinkler! You peed all over my head!"

Qin Shou couldn't help but open his mouth to curse, a million grass mud horses galloping in his mind. But he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, a tiny bit of that smelly liquid actually poured directly into it.

Qin Shou instantly looked down and retched repeatedly.