Evil-Slaying Saber Slashes Corpse Demon

"A Shi Ba..."

Feng Yang frowned, watching the slowly moving Niu Dazhuang with a solemn expression.

"Constable Kong... Wh-what happened to Niu Dazhuang to make him like this?"

Skinny Monkey asked Kong Wu, his face filled with terror.

Kong Wu didn't reply. Instead, Feng Yang spoke first:

"To think someone would know the Corpse Refining Technique in such a remote place. You two, step back. This kind of evil creature isn't something you can handle."

He slowly drew the long sword from his back, feeling fortunate that he had just acquired this magic item sword before setting out.

"Things like Shi Ba, after being infused with Yin energy and refined, their bodies become incredibly tough," he explained as he drew his sword. "Relying solely on one's own power, cultivators below the middle stage of Qi Refining can't even break through their physical defenses."

Feng Yang was still some distance from the middle stage of Qi Refining, but with the magic item sword in his hand, he could barely cope with this Shi Ba.

"I'll hold it off for a while. You two hurry down the mountain. I'll be right behind you."

Even though he could kill the Shi Ba with the magic item sword in his hand, Feng Yang still told Kong Wu and the other to leave first.

Shi Ba rarely formed naturally; most of them were created by evil cultivators.

And evil cultivators capable of refining Shi Ba were at least at the middle stage of Qi Refining.

Although he didn't sense any other cultivator's aura nearby, since this Shi Ba had awakened, its master discovering it was only a matter of time.

Upon hearing this, Skinny Monkey quickly said to Kong Wu, "Constable Kong, shouldn't we let that Taoist priest handle this? We're just ordinary people, and... and..."

As he spoke, he tried to pull Kong Wu away, but Kong Wu remained motionless, leaving Skinny Monkey to fret.

"Daoist Feng Yang, leave this to me. You just protect this fellow."

Kong Wu pushed Skinny Monkey aside and said to Feng Yang.

Hearing this, Feng Yang chuckled.

"You? Forget it, Constable Kong. You might be strong among ordinary people, but monsters like this aren't something ordinary people can deal with. Even I can only barely handle it with this magic item sword."

He wasn't mocking; he just felt that Kong Wu hadn't experienced the world of cultivators and thought he could deal with such a monster through brute force.

However, before Feng Yang could step forward, he saw Kong Wu walk past him. At some point, Kong Wu had taken the long cloth-wrapped object from Skinny Monkey.

[Imperfect Shi Ba]
[Vitality: 20]
[Strength: 7]
[Skill: None]

Looking at the attribute panel that only he could see, Kong Wu said nothing more.

He didn't want this little Taoist priest to snatch away the attribute points he had finally discovered.

While unwrapping the white cloth from the Zhanmadao, Kong Wu strode towards the Shi Ba.

"Not good!"

Seeing Kong Wu walk straight towards it, Feng Yang was alarmed and immediately reached out to grab Kong Wu's shoulder.

"Constable Kong, you..."

But the next moment, the arm he placed on Kong Wu's shoulder felt an irresistible force, and Kong Wu easily flung him away.

How could this be?

Feng Yang stared blankly at his right hand, which had been thrown aside, and his heart was instantly thrown into turmoil.

In his haste, he hadn't held back his True Qi in that move; he had used almost all his strength.

Yet, Kong Wu had easily shaken him off.

Without True Qi, relying solely on physical strength, he had surpassed the True Qi of a third-stage Qi Refining cultivator?

In just this moment of stunned silence, Kong Wu had already moved quite far away.

He casually tossed the cloth aside, revealing the true appearance of the long saber in his hand.

The originally unremarkable Zhanmadao had undergone a massive change in appearance after Kong Wu added 1 point to his Special Attribute Points.

The long blade was now encased by a ferocious beast's head, and the entire saber was covered in strange runes. Even in the darkness of the night, it emanated an inexplicable luster.

As if sensing Kong Wu approaching, the Shi Ba's head swayed, and its movement paused.

Then, it charged furiously at Kong Wu, letting out a roar from its dry, black mouth.

Kong Wu took a step forward and raised the long saber in his hand.

This was the first time he was using the saber after its transformation.

He hoped the changes brought about by the Special Attribute Points wouldn't disappoint him.

With a fleeting thought, Kong Wu tensed his forearm and brought down a fierce slash.

Perhaps because the Shi Ba itself didn't have much thinking ability, or perhaps because this was an imperfect Shi Ba, it stretched out its arms and charged directly at Kong Wu, showing no reaction to the descending saber.

Thus, the long saber landed directly in the center of its head.

Kong Wu felt no resistance, only that the long saber in his hand smoothly sliced through the Shi Ba's body.

As the saber landed, the Shi Ba, split into two halves, was carried by inertia past Kong Wu, falling to the ground on either side.

Kong Wu held the saber horizontally, looking at its pristine blade with complete satisfaction in his eyes.

[Evil-Slaying Saber: A Zhanmadao enhanced with Special Attribute Points, granting it the "Evil-Slaying" property. It can be strengthened by killing fiends.] [Special Attribute: Evil-Slaying (Deals higher damage to fiends. Killing fiends grants Evil-Slaying Value. The higher the Evil-Slaying Value, the greater the bonus damage.)] [Evil-Slaying Value: 1 point]

Kong Wu was quite happy about the special attribute points he had obtained earlier. After using them, the weight and strength of the Evil-Slaying Saber had significantly increased, and it had randomly gained the "Evil-Slaying" attribute.

This special attribute, which could grow, made Kong Wu very pleased. However, the system prompt that sounded in his mind the next second made him freeze.

"Congratulations on killing an 'Imperfect Shi Ba'. You have gained 1 Free Attribute Point."

Only 1 point?

The Evil God Cultist he had fought before had a lower Strength attribute than this Shi Ba, yet it had given him 4 Free Attribute Points.

How could it be that the stronger the monster, the fewer attribute points it dropped?

Was it because the previous Evil God Cultist was humanoid and possessed the ability to think?

Or was it that the number of attribute points depended on the difference in Strength between himself and the opponent? The greater the difference, the fewer points awarded?

Kong Wu leaned towards the latter, but he had only obtained attribute points a few times so far, so he lacked data to support his theory.

He would research this further later.

He had a premonition that he would gain quite a few attribute points tonight.

Meanwhile, Feng Yang stood frozen in place, holding his sword, and swallowed hard.

Just one strike...

Had he misjudged? Was that not a Shi Ba?

He began to doubt his own eyes.

An ordinary person who hadn't cultivated had just killed a Shi Ba that only cultivators at the middle stage of Qi Refining could deal with?

"Holy crap!"

Skinny Monkey shouted for him from the side.

Skinny Monkey, who had been startled and trembling moments before, had his fear completely dispelled by this sight.

This thing only looked scary, huh?

But how come Constable Kong's Zhanmadao looked a bit different?

Skinny Monkey glanced at Feng Yang beside him and said loudly, "Didn't some people say that ordinary people couldn't handle this thing? How come our Constable Kong just cut it in half with one strike? Some of these Taoist priests, always acting like they're so powerful, but in reality, they just talk a big game to scam free meals, right?"

Feng Yang's eyebrows furrowed upon hearing this, and he said indignantly, "Don't lump me in with those charlatans. This humble Taoist priest..."

Mid-sentence, he suddenly seemed to sense something and turned his head sharply.

"What? How are you any different from those charlatans?"

Skinny Monkey, completely oblivious, continued to speak his mind without restraint.

After all, this Taoist priest had attacked him without reason at the temple earlier.

If Constable Kong hadn't kicked him away, he would probably have been burned to ashes back then.

He knew this Taoist priest had some skills, but his frail body didn't give him any significant pressure.

So, when he found an opportunity to trouble him, he wouldn't let it go.

"Why aren't you talking anymore? You..."

Just then, he also heard a strange sound.

It sounded like something sharp scraping against wood, piercingly sharp in the darkness.

And it wasn't just one such sound.

Turning his head, he looked deeper into the graveyard.

Suddenly, a patch of ground in the darkness bulged upwards.

Huh?

Skinny Monkey rubbed his eyes and looked again, only to find that the patch of ground had returned to its original state.

But the strange sound persisted.

The next moment, a withered arm burst out of the earth.