Dragon-Imprisoning Monastery! Fan Wu! I'll Remember You!!

"You can't even put any strength into hitting someone. Other than being a little louder, you're utterly useless!" Fan Wu finally spoke.

He caught the Giant Paper Figure's smashing blow with one hand. Even his tone remained steady, with not the slightest hint that he was exerting any effort.

The Giant Paper Figure's two enormous, pitch-black eyes had been fixed in Fan Wu's direction all along.

At that moment, a flicker of confusion seemed to pass through those hollow eyes.

It was, aside from its agonized howls...

The only expression resembling emotion it had displayed so far.

Suddenly...

The Giant Paper Figure trembled.

A Paper Figure only about a foot tall rapidly split off from the Giant Paper Figure's body.

This foot-tall Paper Figure actually held a paper dagger in its hand.

Its two little stubby legs moved as it ran toward Fan Wu.

The Giant Paper Figure's other skill!

—Split!

Yet in the next instant!

Fan Wu suddenly grabbed the Giant Paper Figure's twisted hand from behind. His five fingers exerted force in an instant, piercing through the special paper pasted over the Paper Figure.

With his fingers tightly hooked around the Giant Paper Figure's twisted hand, every muscle in Fan Wu's body moved. He actually dragged the enormous Paper Figure to the ground!

The little Paper Figure that had been scurrying over on its short legs to ambush Fan Wu was crushed beneath the Giant Paper Figure.

Fan Wu pulled his hand free and gripped his sword with both hands.

Without hesitation—

His sword came down!

The blade stabbed straight into the Paper Figure's head!

"Sizzle, sizzle—"

A great quantity of yin energy spewed from the Paper Figure's head!

Sparks burst into existence across the Paper Figure's body. They spread in all directions along its outer layer.

The Giant Paper Figure seemed to be enduring a pain no ordinary person could bear. Its infant-like cries shook everyone's eardrums.

Its pair of hollow, pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at Fan Wu.

As though it wanted to carve Fan Wu's face into its memory forever.

The spreading sparks had already burned away half its body.

When the sparks reached its head, two talismans with purple backgrounds and red writing faintly flashed within its hollow eyes.

The two talismans in its eyes immediately burst into flames.

The Paper Figure's huge mouth actually opened and closed. Stiff, hoarse human speech emerged from it, word by word. "You... ruined my plans... I... will remember you..."

"Dragon! Imprisoning! Monastery!!!"

"Fan..."

Its voice abruptly cut off, because the rapidly spreading sparks had already burned away its mouth.

In only a few breaths, the Paper Figure had become nothing more than a woven bamboo frame.

The talisman papers stuck to the mummified fetal corpses inside it...

Slowly turned to ashes as well.

[You have successfully slain the "Paper Figure stuffed with twenty Ghost Infants." Congratulations, you have obtained Free Attribute Points: 1.5!]

Perhaps it was because he had added points twice in a row, or perhaps there was a streak of violence in his nature, but Fan Wu discovered that he... actually felt unsatisfied!

It was as if, unless he hacked that Paper Figure a few more times, his thoughts would remain obstructed.

Fan Wu did not panic at the emergence of such emotions.

Because he knew that was simply his nature.

Why go against his own true self?

Once the Giant Paper Figure had been destroyed, the two Daoist acolytes who had been entangled by the little Paper Figures were finally freed as well.

They were so exhausted that they collapsed onto the ground, exchanging looks with lingering fear.

If Fan Wu had not destroyed the Giant Paper Figure in time, these two Daoist acolytes probably would have kicked the bucket tonight.

The most severely injured people present were the two Warrior Monks from Golden Dragon Temple.

Both of them had blocked attacks from the White-robed Vengeful Ghost for the Abbot of Golden Dragon Temple.

Fortunately, their injuries were not life-threatening.

A month or two of recuperation should be enough.

"Where is the mastermind controlling the vengeful ghost and the Paper Figures?" Fan Wu looked toward Yang Yizi and the Abbot of Golden Dragon Temple and asked.

When the Paper Figure had been burned to nothing, it had spoken those words, proving that the mastermind knew Fan Wu's identity.

That tone had been filled with venom, hatred, and raging fury.

Anyone who thought with their sphincter could tell that the other party had their eye on him!

Damn it!!!

Fan Wu felt that he and Prison Dragon County had clashing fortunes these past few days.

Previously, he had tried his best not to come into contact with the person behind the Blue-faced Water Ghost.

But after being invited by the County Magistrate of Prison Dragon County to exorcise ghosts this time...

Not only had he come into contact with that person again, he had even been marked with their hatred!

So he wanted to know where that person was.

Strike first and gain the upper hand!!

So that the other party would not suddenly ambush him someday when he let down his guard.

But...

Perhaps Fan Wu's fierce display just now had been far too shocking.

Whether it was Yang Yizi or the Abbot of Golden Dragon Temple...

When they noticed Fan Wu looking at them, neither dared meet his gaze!

Faced with Fan Wu's question, they did not know how to answer for a moment.

Or rather, they did not know what tone to use...

So that Fan Wu would not grow impatient.

In the end...

Yang Yizi was the one who steeled himself and endured that intangible pressure as he explained to Fan Wu, "Those skilled in evil arts that control ghosts generally manipulate malevolent ghosts and monsters from very far away. Under normal circumstances, they would not risk staying too close to the evil entities they control."

"These people are the most suspicious and cautious. They would certainly fear that the evil entities they control might one day slip out of control. If they were too close, they could very easily suffer a backlash from those evil entities instead."

"So that means he isn't near the County Yamen?" Fan Wu asked.

Yang Yizi continued, "If he is cautious enough, he should not be nearby."

"I understand." Fan Wu nodded slightly.

Then he picked up his scabbard, sheathed his sword, and prepared to leave the County Yamen.

Seeing this...

Yang Yizi froze. "Fellow Daoist Fan, are you... going back?"

"I have something to do. Oh, right... tell that County Magistrate what happened in the County Yamen. Tell him that all the ghosts in the County Yamen have been exterminated. Have him bring what he promised earlier to Dragon-Imprisoning Monastery."

"I hope that when I return to Dragon-Imprisoning Monastery, I'll see what I want. Magistrate He knows what I want."

Fan Wu did not turn back and simply left.

After hearing this, Yang Yizi was somewhat bewildered, but he did not dare follow after him.

He could only keep Fan Wu's words in mind.

Fan Wu walked out of the County Yamen.

Outside the County Yamen, it was very quiet.

Even though there had been such a huge commotion just now, no one had come back to watch the excitement.

One reason was that they did not dare!

After all...

The haunting at the County Yamen was known to nearly everyone.

And there were not many people in Prison Dragon County who did not know that the County Magistrate had invited several accomplished masters to exorcise ghosts.

In other words, the commotion inside the County Yamen was definitely the masters invited by the County Magistrate fighting evil ghosts with their arts!

If people ran over to watch the excitement...

Weren't they afraid of being taken away by evil ghosts?

Most ordinary people still feared such demons and monsters. They did not dare approach them, and normally did not even dare mention them.

Fan Wu recalled the various locations in Prison Dragon County. A route had already formed in his mind.

He headed in one direction.

This was not the direction back to Dragon-Imprisoning Monastery. He was heading toward the pleasure quarter!

"Blue-faced Water Ghost, White-robed Vengeful Ghost. One had been a brothel madam in life, and one had been a courtesan queen... Someone who could be called a courtesan queen probably had that profession, right?"

"A brothel madam, a prostitute, and those fetal corpses that had not yet fully developed into normal infants..."

Fan Wu glanced at the dim night and murmured, "Could these three happen to be somewhat connected? I remember that the County Yamen does not seem to be very far from the pleasure quarter..."

"Tsk."