Slaying the Female Ghost! Merit Acquired!

"Help--!"

Wen Cai, hiding in the corner, stood frozen, his courage shattered, and cried out for help.

Just as fangs were about to bite into Wen Cai's neck.

Lin Fan raised his sword finger, uttering an incantation.

"Soul Locking Evil Dispelling Talisman, go!"

Lin Fan's figure flickered, and he blocked in front of Wen Cai!

His energy flowed, activating a talisman.

"No, ordinary Soul Suppression Talismans can't do anything..."

Uncle Jiu saw this and rushed forward while urgently reminding him!

This Lin Fan kid is too impulsive; he can't block a Female Ghost!

He'll only get himself hurt!

But before Uncle Jiu could finish speaking!

Hum~

Energy flowed!

Roaring sounds erupted from the ground!

A massive golden net instantly wrapped around Dong Xiaoyu.

It tightly bound her, and the net began to shrink inwards.

A pained cry exploded!

Dong Xiaoyu was sent flying backward, instantly reverting to her original form.

"Senior Disciple Brother..."

Wen Cai looked at the figure blocking in front of him, feeling he was incredibly mighty!

"This Soul Suppression Talisman..."

Uncle Jiu's pupils flickered, feeling it was strange yet powerful!

What was going on with Lin Fan's talisman?

He couldn't think about it anymore!

Uncle Jiu flashed forward, a talisman already in his hand!

"Qiu Sheng, help me, they're trying to hurt me!"

Dong Xiaoyu woke Qiu Sheng, who was sleeping in bed, and then cast the Bewitching Curse.

Qiu Sheng slowly opened his eyes and saw a shirtless old man wielding a chain, whipping it towards Dong Xiaoyu and binding her.

"How dare you bully my Qiu Sheng's woman."

Qiu Sheng quickly got up and leaped forward, delivering an aerial kick.

"You brat!"

Uncle Jiu dodged with a flicker!

Qiu Sheng, unwilling to give up, cursed and chased after him!

"Qiu Sheng, it hurts!"

Dong Xiaoyu cried out aggrievedly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. I'll undo it for you."

Qiu Sheng flipped backward and returned to Dong Xiaoyu's side.

Uncle Jiu shouted sternly, "Qiu Sheng, you can't undo it for her!"

As soon as he spoke!

Qiu Sheng's hand had already removed the talisman and torn it to shreds!

"Calm Heart Technique."

Lin Fan flashed forward and placed a talisman on Qiu Sheng's forehead.

He then delivered a palm strike, forcing Qiu Sheng to retreat directly backward.

A shrill roar was heard!

Ghost Qi surged immediately!

"Lin Fan, quickly dodge, this Female Ghost is going all out!"

Uncle Jiu's eyes sharpened, and he rushed forward to block!

"You ruined my good deed, die for me!"

Dong Xiaoyu finally broke free from her restraints, her Ghost Qi erupting completely!

The arm suddenly stretched out, sharp fingertips piercing towards Lin Fan's heart!

"Didn't even look where you were stepping."

Lin Fan smiled, raising his sword fingers, not dodging at all.

Two talismans lit up simultaneously at Dong Xiaoyu's feet!

Golden light reappeared, instantly enveloping them!

The golden rays transformed into fine threads, like sharp blades cutting!

"Ah--!"

Screams filled the entire room, Dong Xiaoyu's cries growing more tragic and chilling.

Along with the fierce shouts, she vanished into thin air.

[System Notification: Congratulations to the host for killing the Female Ghost and obtaining 50 Merit Points]

Gusts of wind howled through the entire courtyard.

With Dong Xiaoyu's death, the courtyard returned to its original appearance.

Qiu Sheng leaned against Uncle Jiu, his eyes watering from the strong wind, forcing him to cover them with his hand.

Wen Cai was still hiding in a corner, trembling and not daring to make a sound.

"She's dead?"

Wen Cai slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the figure in front of him.

Just now, Master had barely managed to control the Female Ghost.

But Senior Disciple Brother, without a sound.

Suddenly, a talisman flew out, instantly annihilating the Female Ghost.

Wasn't that too sudden?

When did Senior Disciple Brother become this powerful?

"..."

Uncle Jiu, standing nearby, gazed at the spot where Dong Xiaoyu had dissipated, remaining silent.

He had just seen Lin Fan's talismans rise, forming a sudden golden net.

Accompanied by dense incantations, it attacked Dong Xiaoyu.

The incantations spread throughout the net looked like the Soul Suppressing Talisman.

But there were differences, which he couldn't discern clearly.

The main function of the Soul Suppression Talisman was merely to block approaching demonic creatures.

To shock their souls and make Ghosts and Monsters retreat.

But against those with higher cultivation, it was likely useless.

Lin Fan's was different, completely different.

The incantations alone spread throughout the net numbered in the thousands.

Not to mention it formed a net by itself.

When casting the spell, it could actually form a complete entity around the demon.

This sorcery was terrifyingly chilling!

"Master?"

Lin Fan called out when he saw Uncle Jiu in a daze.

"You've had another realization, kid."

Uncle Jiu glanced at Lin Fan with relief, like a doting father.

Lin Fan teased, "It's all thanks to your excellent guidance, Master."

Suddenly, a scream came from behind!

"How could this happen? Where's Xiaoyu?"

Qiu Sheng cried out in horror.

Just now, he and Dong Xiaoyu were being intimate.

He had even dealt with the thief who had sneaked into the house for Xiaoyu.

How could she be gone, and the house destroyed?

The room looked like a ruin.

Tables were broken on all four sides.

Cobwebs covered the walls.

A casual pat sent clouds of dust billowing.

"Brother, please stop shouting. Master will get really angry if you do."

Wen Cai advised him kindly.

Suddenly, Uncle Jiu said sternly with displeasure on his face, "You've been bewitched by a Female Ghost and don't even realize it. What have you been doing with all the things you've learned over the years? Look at Lin Fan, then look at yourself. You couldn't even recognize your own master just now. You unfilial disciple!"

"I..."

Qiu Sheng's face burned, and he forced a bitter smile.

"I'll deal with you later. Let's go!"

Uncle Jiu, supported by Lin Fan, didn't look back.

He walked out the door, with Wen Cai following closely behind.

Qiu Sheng, full of regret, scrambled to his feet from the ground.

He quickly followed them.