Advantage Is Mine

Gao Xian removed the One Yang Talisman and Three Yang Talisman that had been pasted onto the doors and windows.

Gao Xian sat on the bed, clutching the Six Yang Talisman in his left hand, his gaze darting back and forth between the door and the window.

He felt tired after only a short while!

Gao Xian realized this wouldn't do; he didn't know when the evil spirit would arrive, and his current state of nervous tension was putting too much strain on his mind.

He had to relax; even without Sister Lan's help, his senses were currently very sharp.

It had to be said, the Master-level True Yang Spear was a tremendous help to him.

Gao Xian slowly closed his eyes, and Sister Lan appeared deep within his brow.

His right hand formed the True Yang Spear mudra, and Sister Lan helped him condense the dharma seal at his brow.

The Master-level True Yang Spear possessed the exquisite ability to temper one's divine sense.

Having practiced for so long, Gao Xian had grown accustomed to the method of meditation. Under the guidance of his breathing technique and Sister Lan, his feelings of tension and excitement naturally subsided. Soon, he cast aside all distracting thoughts and entered a state of emptiness.

In the void, Gao Xian felt his divine intent and essence energy condense into a long golden spear, constantly tempered and polished by his own pure Yang aura, making this golden spear increasingly hard and sharp.

This process both consumed his mental energy and Yang energy, and simultaneously enhanced them. It was a virtuous cycle.

The True Yang Spear had only reached the Master level thanks to the points added by the Humanity Aura.

Only by practicing it himself did Gao Xian deeply feel the subtlety of the Master-level True Yang Spear.

This kind of cultivation brought an indescribable sense of comfort and ease, second only to the dual cultivation of qi he shared with Sister Lan.

Gao Xian remained immersed in this state of emptiness, neither fully asleep nor fully awake.

He did not know how much time had passed when Gao Xian's heart suddenly sank, jolting him awake from his meditative state.

The room was exceptionally dim, and through the paper windows, the pale moonlight could be faintly seen outside.

A gust of yin wind seeped through the door crack, sending a chill through Gao Xian's entire body. His heart tightened: It's here?

Although Gao Xian was prepared, he still felt a sense of panic at the prospect of truly facing an evil spirit.

He even felt a twinge of regret; he should have asked Qiniang for help, or perhaps Zhou Yuling would have sufficed.

Despite being a year younger than him, Zhou Yuling was already at the seventh layer of Qi Refining. She could also craft talismans, making her an elite talent in the Flying Horse Market.

But it was too late to look for help now!

Gao Xian held his breath, staring fixedly at the door. To lure the evil spirit inside, the door had been left ajar.

Gao Xian could not see outside, but he noticed that all the surrounding sounds had vanished.

Under normal circumstances, there would be the sound of wind brushing past, the chirping of cicadas and insects, and various complex, subtle noises from the distance.

Now, all these sounds were gone. The surroundings were eerily quiet.

Gao Xian could not see the evil spirit, yet he felt as if a thick, viscous black fog were enveloping him, completely isolating him from the outside world and instinctively triggering a sense of intense unease.

Fortunately, the dharma seal condensed by Sister Lan deep within his brow and the long-prepared True Yang Spear gave him a measure of confidence.

The door was pushed open silently. This crudely made wooden door usually emitted a harsh screech whenever it moved, which meant the sound had been absorbed by some special power.

Gao Xian grew even more nervous; this evil spirit seemed to have some real ability!

A black shadow drifted in from outside. The figure was thin and small, its head missing half its skull, with only a single, mangled eyeball emitting an eerie green light.

Just by looking at that half-head, Gao Xian recognized it immediately: it was the deceased Old Wang.

This guy had really turned into an evil spirit!

Gao Xian felt even more afraid, but the dharma seal Sister Lan had condensed deep within his brow and the long-charged True Yang Spear provided him with a great sense of security.

He dared not wait any longer; he immediately formed the dharma mudra and silently recited the incantation to trigger the True Yang Spear.

The golden spear deep within Gao Xian's brow shot out violently; he even saw the golden spiritual light flashing as the spear tore through the gloom.

To be precise, Gao Xian saw the golden light reflected in the evil spirit's mangled eyeball.

The evil spirit opposite him also sensed the True Yang Spear; it seemed startled and made a motion to retreat.

However, the True Yang Spear was fired the moment the thought arose, formless and invisible, moving with incredible speed.

Gao Xian and the evil spirit were only a dozen feet apart; before the spirit could even react, the True Yang Spear had already deeply pierced its chest.

With a puchi sound, like a red-hot iron rod plunged into cold water, a large hole instantly tore open in the evil spirit's chest.

Thousands of black fragments exploded from the spirit's body, like paper scraps flying through the air after being burned to ash.

The evil spirit let out a shrill, mournful wail, and Gao Xian's mind jolted, as if he had been struck by an invisible spike.

Fortunately, the dharma seal Sister Lan had condensed at his brow blocked the shrill sound with the True Yang Spear, and Gao Xian quickly regained his composure.

The evil spirit opposite him, however, had already transformed into a black shadow and vanished into the distance in an instant.

Gao Xian was about to activate the Six Yang Talisman in his hand, only to find that the talisman's power was heavy and sluggish, refusing to activate immediately.

In that moment of hesitation, the evil spirit had already fled without a trace.

Only then did Gao Xian realize that the more powerful a talisman was, the more troublesome it was to activate.

He lacked experience in this regard and was ill-prepared. Failing to activate the Six Yang Talisman in time had given the evil spirit the chance to escape.

He felt a bit vexed, but it was too late to say anything now.

A half-moon hung obliquely in the night sky, casting a grayish-white sheen over the ground. Beyond the walls, the faint chirping of insects and croaking of frogs could be heard, and in the distance, there seemed to be the sounds of people; the world was peaceful and calm.

Gao Xian stood in the courtyard, no longer able to sense even a shred of the evil spirit's aura; everything that had just happened felt like a hallucination.

He looked around blankly, unable to discern which direction the evil spirit had fled.

Although Flying Horse Market was not large, it was filled with houses, woodpiles, and trash heaps; if the evil spirit found any place to hide, it would be impossible for him to find it.

Furthermore, going out alone so late to chase an evil spirit was far too dangerous. It wasn't just the evil spirit that was dangerous; other cultivators were equally so.

Gao Xian weighed the options and wisely abandoned the idea of hunting down the evil spirit.

Although he hadn't completely eliminated the evil spirit this time, he had seen its weakness.

The True Yang Spear was truly a powerful counter to evil spirits.

Once he saved up enough Humanity Aura and raised the True Yang Spear to the Grandmaster realm, he would be able to finish off an evil spirit with a single strike!

He also had experience for next time, knowing exactly how to trigger the Six Yang Talisman.

Gao Xian was indeed a bit disappointed by this failure, but his mindset quickly calmed down.

"A mere evil spirit is nothing to worry about! The advantage is mine!"

Gao Xian was good at comforting himself, and he was also capable of accepting reality; while it was a pity to fall short at the final hurdle, there was no need to be overly vexed.

For the next period of time, Gao Xian spent his days cultivating, eating, and refining pills.

The Little Black Cat was still not affectionate toward him, but it no longer resisted being petted. At the very least, it could be petted while eating.

This put Gao Xian in a much better mood.

On Zhou Ye's side, sales were gradually opening up, and more than half of the five hundred portions of Deer Antler Powder had been sold.

Although Gao Xian hadn't made any money yet, he had gained over four hundred points of Humanity Aura.

He had originally intended to save all the Humanity Aura for the True Yang Spear, but upon opening the Wind and Moon Mirror and looking at the list of skills on the back, he hesitated once more...