Physical Exorcism

When the Red Fiend emerged, the living fled.

That mass of red Sha Qi was like a gaping maw dripping with blood, swallowing the front courtyard in an instant.

Those vicious-looking Paper Figures, before this Sha Qi, were like startled quails, shrinking into the corners one after another, not daring to move.

"Aah—!"

The surviving cannon fodder looked as though their throats had been seized. As the red mist entered their bodies, their faces instantly turned bluish-purple. Both hands clawed desperately at their own necks, their eyeballs bulged, and white foam spilled from the corners of their mouths.

This was Yin Fiend Body Impact, their Yang energy stripped away in an instant.

In just a few breaths, three cannon fodder with weaker constitutions collapsed to the ground. Their bodies twitched a few times before falling silent.

Yan Kui felt the pressure as well.

This Sha Qi was like a living Poisonous Snake, drilling into his body through his pores. The Copper Skin covering his body was tough enough to block blades and swords, but it could not stop this bone-piercing chill that seeped through every crack.

A faint layer of white frost began to form over his skin, and the circulation of Blood Qi within him slowed.

"Hehehe..."

The red mist churned as a slender figure slowly emerged.

She was a woman dressed in a Crimson Wedding Dress. Her feet did not touch the ground as she floated in midair. A waterfall of jet-black hair cascaded over half her face. The one exposed eye was all white, without a pupil, and it stared fixedly at Yan Kui.

Her fingernails were a full three inches long, scarlet as blood and gleaming with a metallic sheen.

"What a sturdy man..."

The female ghost's voice drifted near and far, carrying a soul-hooking, spirit-stealing enchantment. "Your heart must have quite the chew to it..."

Before her words had faded, the red shadow flashed.

Too fast!

More than twice as fast as the Wandering Soul from before!

Yan Kui only had time to raise both arms before his face.

"Riiip—"

A teeth-grating scraping sound rang out.

Those sharp ghost claws raked viciously across Yan Kui's arm. His prized Copper Skin had actually been torn open!

Three bloody wounds deep enough to reveal bone appeared. The torn Skin and Flesh did not bleed, instead turning a strange grayish-white—the wounds had necrotized instantly.

"Hiss..."

Yan Kui sucked in a sharp breath.

This female ghost's attacks could actually break through his defenses!

"What? Does it hurt already?"

The female ghost appeared behind Yan Kui, her icy breath brushing the nape of his neck. "The worse pain is yet to come..."

She stretched out both hands, intending to embrace Yan Kui from behind and drain away all his Yang energy.

"Pain your grandpa!"

A savage gleam burst from Yan Kui's eyes.

Since his defense could be broken, then he would attack! He would meet her head-on with absolute strength and Blood Qi!

"System! Add points for me!"

He roared inwardly.

The 2.5 Origin Power he had accumulated from killing Paper Figures was now his greatest trump card.

His gaze locked onto the Iron Cloth Shirt entry.

[Iron Cloth Shirt (Incomplete): Beginner +]

"All in!"

2.0 Origin Power was deducted instantly!

Boom!

At that moment, it was as though a bomb had detonated inside Yan Kui's body.

His heart pounded violently at an unprecedented speed, thudding like war drums. Torrents of hot blood surged through his entire body, and his sluggish Blood Qi instantly broke through the chill's blockade.

His skin began to change color rapidly.

From bluish-black, it gradually transformed into a deep antique bronze, like refined copper forged within a furnace.

An astonishing heat wave erupted outward with Yan Kui at its center!

"Aah!"

The female ghost pressed against Yan Kui's back seemed to have scalded her hand. With a scream, she sprang away.

She stared at Yan Kui in terror.

Yan Kui's body had grown taller once again, reaching around two-point-one meters. Muscles knotted across his entire body, veins bulged, and he looked like a bronze statue fresh from the furnace, radiating scorching masculine vitality.

[Iron Cloth Shirt: Minor Mastery (Copper Skin and Iron Bones, Blood Qi like a furnace)]

"Did you enjoy touching me just now?"

Yan Kui turned around, grinning to reveal his stark white teeth.

He rolled his neck, producing a series of crisp cracks.

"Now, it's my turn."

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The ground exploded.

Yan Kui's figure vanished from where he stood.

This time, though he was not as fast as the female ghost, his momentum was enough to crush everything in its path.

The female ghost tried to evade, only to find the air around her had seemingly turned thick and viscous. It was the immense field of Blood Qi emanating from Yan Kui's body, exerting a natural suppression over spiritual entities!

"Got you."

A massive hand shot out like a palm-leaf fan and seized the female ghost's ankle.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—

Thick black smoke rose from the point of contact.

"Let me go!"

The female ghost screamed miserably and struggled madly. Countless strands of hair transformed into sharp spikes and stabbed at Yan Kui, while her claws frantically tore at his body.

But before the Minor Mastery Iron Cloth Shirt, these attacks could only leave faint white marks. They could not break his defenses at all!

"This is the so-called Red Fiend?"

Yan Kui gave a feral grin, his eyes brimming with brutality.

"Too weak!"

He suddenly exerted force and smashed the female ghost toward the ground as though flinging a broken sack.

The bluestone floor shattered into a huge crater.

Before the female ghost could react, Yan Kui had already straddled her.

There were no flashy moves.

Only fists!

"I'll make you scream!"

One punch smashed into the female ghost's face. Her Sha Qi scattered.

"I'll make you scare people!"

The second punch shattered her ghost claw.

"I'll make you act tough!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yan Kui's fists were like pile drivers, pouring down in a frenzy, blazing with crimson Blood Qi.

With every punch that landed, the red light around the female ghost dimmed further, and her figure became increasingly transparent.

The entire front courtyard held only the dull thuds of fists battering flesh—spiritual flesh—and the female ghost's ever-weaker wails.

The few surviving cannon fodder had long since been struck dumb.

Huddled in the corners by the walls, they watched the man straddling the female ghost and beating her senseless. The terror in their eyes ran deeper than when they had faced a ghost.

Was this even a human?

He was more vicious than a ghost!

At last.

After who knew how many punches he had thrown.

That once-arrogant Red-clothed Female Ghost had been beaten beyond recognition, reduced to a faint cloud of red mist.

"Don't... don't kill me..."

A pleading thought came from the red mist. "This humble woman is willing to be your servant..."

"I don't need servants."

Yan Kui raised his right fist expressionlessly, gathering all his Blood Qi into a single point.

"I only need Origin Power."

The final punch fell.

The red mist exploded completely.

[Red-clothed Fierce Ghost killed. Soul Essence plundered.]

[Origin Power: +3.5]

As the female ghost dissipated, the red mist in the courtyard swiftly receded, and sunlight spilled down once more—though the sky was overcast.

Yan Kui slowly rose to his feet and let out a long breath.

The clothes on his body had already been reduced to strips of rags during the fierce battle, exposing those antique-bronze muscles. Though they were covered in claw marks, they were healing at a visible rate.

"3.5 Origin Power."

Yan Kui glanced at the panel, and the brutality in his heart gradually subsided.

But this was not over yet.

His gaze turned toward the depths of the main hall.

After killing the monster, he still had to loot the body. That was the proper flow of a game.

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