"Trying to use that crawling creature in the stairwell to distract me... What a naïve idea."
Immediately afterward, Yu Jing grabbed the wildly struggling head with his left hand, aimed at the back of its skull, and cast his secret art.
"Gurgle, gurgle!" In the end, he extracted the brain covered in resentment.
Just as the many-armed creature crawling through the stairwell was preparing to flee, Shen Yixuan transformed into a black shadow and pursued it.
"Gah!"
Two butcher knives wrapped in black hair chopped directly into the crawling creature's spine. She then used her clawed arm to seize the ghost's core.
Shen Yixuan leaned against the stair railing, pretending to be a female disciple. She raised the core in her hand and happily waved to Yu Jing.
"Master, it wasn't a particularly powerful ghost. It was probably somewhere between D-class and C-class."
"Mm."
Yu Jing quickly arrived in front of the ghost in the stairwell. Numerous deformed arms had grown from its disproportionate body. They were incompletely developed and lacked any bone structure, seeming to have been formed by squeezing the fat from inside the female disciple's body. They had no real use. Compared with the four arms Shen Yixuan could control freely, they were worlds apart.
Yu Jing reached into the fat female disciple's institute uniform, searching for useful information.
Inside a pocket, he found a small slip of paper crumpled into a ball.
Using the tentacles that had grown from the Yellow Robe to deal with the corpse, he quietly settled the small-scale battle without making too much noise.
Hiding inside a room, Yu Jing unfolded the slip of paper. It recorded a short passage of hurriedly scrawled information.
"Beware the 'Collector Demon.' Run..."
The five words "Collector Demon" were immediately marked as a key point. They