A Way Out? This Seat Will Give You One!

In the otherwise quiet carriage, the crisp sound of the impact was so abrupt that it was impossible to ignore.

The pale-faced Altar Master glanced at the young man out of the corner of his eye, then his gaze fixed on the pendant. His mouth gaped open, and he was completely stunned.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you two." The young man's lips curled into a half-smile as he looked at the Altar Master: "Should I introduce myself?"

Then, the young man said calmly, "My name is Song Shuhang."

It's just a polite and ordinary male name.

The Foreign Monk understand why this mysterious young man was introducing himself at this time. But then, he saw the powerful Altar Master's expression suddenly change drastically!

His face was filled with terror, as if he had encountered the end of the world!

There's hope?! The Foreign Monk's heart skipped a beat.

Upon seeing this, Song Shuhang lowered his eyes, and the upward curve of his lips became even more pronounced.

Then, he slid a talisman between his fingers and uttered a soft shout, "Break!"

It's Evil-Repelling Talisman!

A violent and unstoppable spiritual power was released from the talisman!

This was a powerful spiritual force that the Altar Master and the Foreign Monk could not even imagine; it swept through the entire carriage like a hurricane.

In an instant, all the negative energy belonging to the ghosts in the carriage was completely wiped out!

The little devils that the Altar Master had previously released to destroy the surveillance cameras in each carriage didn't even have time to let out a cry before they were crushed by the immense spiritual power and turned into tiny energy particles in the air!

The Ghost General Ku You behind the Altar Master was not spared either. It was squeezed into the carriage to hold up half of the Altar Master's body and was directly dissolved by the violent spiritual power.

"Waaaaah!" Ghost General Ku You let out a miserable scream and quickly retreated from the carriage.

But running away is useless!

The power of the Evil-Repelling Talisman was relentless, relentlessly pursuing the Ghost General until it was driven back two carriages!

When the power of the Evil-Repelling Talisman dissipated, the Ghost General Ku You was left with only one-tenth of his ghostly body, extremely weak, and huddled in the carriage, unable to move.

Everything changes in the blink of an eye!

Then, the Foreign Monk felt a sudden brightness before his eyes, and the negative energy of the ghosts that had enveloped the carriage was completely dispelled, restoring brightness to the carriage. The passengers who had been trapped in terrifying hallucinations also calmed down, no longer trembling with fear, but simply appearing to be fast asleep.

The Foreign Monk's eyes lit up with ecstasy—to use a China saying, he was truly at his wit's end, when he thought he had no way out, but then a new path opened up before him!

The Altar Master, however, turned ashen-faced and retreated repeatedly.

He was originally a heretical Ghost Cultivator, and the true energy in his body was predominantly yin and cold. Although he wasn't 'purified' by the Evil-Repelling Talisman as a ghost, he still suffered greatly in the spiritual energy hurricane. Coupled with the deadly poison in his body, he was in a truly terrible state.

But what's worse is... how did this Senior Song end up here?

The Altar Master felt his legs trembling again, and he could barely stand.

According to the clues left by those four special drugs, shouldn't this senior have gone to Yuanlong Pharmacy? Why is he here!

Could it be... that this is also part of their trap? Was everything, all to force me into this cramped train carriage?

So, it turns out my luck never really turned around; was my previous good fortune just a dying patient's last gasp?

Are you kidding me!

Song Shuhang's smile deepened... Now he could confirm the true identity of the Ghost Cultivator before him.

Seeing the Spirit Ghost pendant would leave him stunned rather than delighted; hearing the name Song Shuhang would cause him to turn pale with fright; after he cast the Evil-Repelling Talisman, the other party turned ashen-faced and wished he could flee from his side immediately. In addition, there was a faint, peculiar medicinal fragrance emanating from the other party.

He's undoubtedly the Altar Master.

Unexpectedly, the other person was on the subway leaving 'Yuanlong Pharmacy'. Thank goodness, I almost missed them.

Fortunately, I met that adorable little girl today, and my 'good-natured' side kicked in again, so I carried her for three extra subway stops. Otherwise, even if I had rushed to Yuanlong Pharmacy today, I would never have found any clues about the Altar Master.

It's like searching high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly!

Who says good people don't get good rewards?

Sometimes, good people do get good luck!

Although what was happening now was different from his plan, he had unexpectedly run into the Altar Master head-on.

But he liked this change!

So what should I do now?

Make good use of everything I have: the three types of Talisman Treasure, the invisible flying sword, and... the identity of Senior Song!

What he needs to do now is maintain his imposing and intimidating aura!

He needed to maintain his image as a senior master, capable of displaying a powerful aura when necessary, in order to intimidate his opponent. Otherwise, if the Altar Master saw through his disguise, he could very well kill him in a matter of minutes.

In short, it's time to show off.

Moreover, this forces him to put on a convincing act. If he fails to do so, the consequences could be dire.

Despite his inner turmoil, Song Shuhang maintained a calm and composed expression, saying indifferently, "Alright, now that those filthy things are gone, we can have a proper chat."

His nonchalant demeanor made it seem as if dispelling the ghosts in the carriage was as easy as blowing a breath.

Let's have a proper chat, shall we? Let's talk about how I'm going to die.

At that moment, the Altar Master had only one thought in his mind: escape.

It must be said that sometimes a person's 'first impression' is very important. The Altar Master was convinced that Song Shuhang was a senior expert, and he had no more doubts! As a cautious and timid Ghost Cultivator, he was very knowledgeable about escaping. There were all sorts of ways to escape; if you couldn't imagine it, he could do it.

This Senior Song is unfathomable, wealthy, ruthless, and skilled in using poison. I am currently weak and have been poisoned by him. I see no chance of winning, so my only option is to flee.

Only when the green hills remain can we have firewood!

However, just as this thought crossed his mind, he saw the young-looking Senior Song slowly draw out an invisible and intangible object.

It was something he couldn't see with the naked eye, but... he could faintly sense a dangerous, sharp aura.

He had sensed this feeling many years ago from a powerful cultivator—it was a flying sword! Taking a person's head from a thousand miles away is as easy as taking something out of a bag; that's exactly what flying swords are all about, their speed is unparalleled.

I still remember back then, he only had First-Grade cultivation level. Luckily, he followed behind several senior cultivators to explore an ancient immortal site.

During this time, he felt a sudden urge to urinate due to nervousness, so he took the opportunity to urinate in a corner. Just then, the senior cultivator with the flying sword suddenly summoned his sword, traveled thousands of miles in an instant, beheaded the enemy, and flew back. And during this process... the Altar Master didn't even finish urinating.

Faced with such a treasure, he had nowhere to escape, and the Altar Master's retreating steps came to a halt.

'Just as I guessed, even if it's invisible to the naked eye, as long as you hold the flying sword and consciously show it to the enemy, cultivators of the Second-Grade or above will sense it slightly.' Song Shuhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he realized that the Altar Master intended to escape, so he thought of using his flying sword to intimidate him—he absolutely couldn't let the Altar Master escape, otherwise it would be too difficult to find him again in the vast sea of people.

At the same time, he secretly held a 'Sword Talisman' in his hand, ready to strike immediately should the Sword Talisman Altar Master try to escape at the cost of his life. However, this was a last resort— Song Shuhang was unsure whether a single Sword Talisman would be enough to kill the Altar Master.

Fortunately, the Altar Master was intimidated by the aura of the 'flying sword'.

A cryptic smile crept across Song Shuhang's lips, "Heh, you want to escape? Do you think you can escape from me?"

--How embarrassing! When referring to himself as "this seat," Shuhang felt goosebumps all over his back.

"Senior Song, I was blind to your Mount Tai and have disturbed you. Please... show me a way to survive." The Altar Master had no way out and bitterly begged for his life.

There's no escaping it... That's what the Altar Master thinks.

This "path to survival" will likely come at a price he can't even imagine. And it's uncertain whether there's even a "path to survival" to be found.

"A way out? Hahahaha." Song Shuhang laughed loudly... While he was laughing, his brain was working like crazy, and many plans instantly surfaced in his mind.

"Haven't I given you enough chances?" Song Shuhang retorted.

The Altar Master was immediately filled with regret. He had mistakenly thought that this 'senior' might be a mortal, and his mind had been blinded by greed, leading him to test this 'senior' time and time again.

"However, I can give you one last chance." Song Shuhang braced his flying sword with both hands, exuding the aura of a master. He looked down at the Altar Master and continued coldly, "Lest word get out that I'm bullying a weak junior, needlessly damaging my reputation."

[What I see before me is just an ant, just an ant, just an ant!] Song Shuhang continued to look down at the Altar Master, his gaze becoming devoid of any emotion.

The Altar Master felt that Senior Song's gaze at this moment... was like Ancient Demon mockingly looking at a tiny ant under his finger, utterly terrifying!