Crazy Improvement

Inside the quiet room of the Public Mortuary, Qiusheng suppressed the myriad thoughts in his heart and opened his attribute list.

Character: Qiusheng (Inner Disciple of the Maoshan Sect).

Cultivation: Occult Master+ (Early Stage).

Exorcism Points: 800.

Daoist Arts: Talisman Crafting+ (Elementary), Shangqing Dongxuan Record (Intermediate), Maoshan Basic Martial Arts+ (Intermediate), Palm Thunder+ (Elementary), Lightning Bolt Fist+ (Entry), Feng Shui Geomancy+ (Entry), God-Inviting Technique+ (Entry).

Lifespan: 58+.

Looking at his current attribute list, Qiusheng gritted his teeth and poured all his Exorcism Points into increasing his cultivation.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for consuming 60 Exorcism Points to raise your cultivation to the mid-stage of Occult Master."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for consuming 60 Exorcism Points to raise your cultivation to the late-stage of Occult Master."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for consuming 120 Exorcism Points to raise your cultivation to the early-stage of Human Master."

After consuming a total of two hundred and forty points to reach the early-stage of Human Master, Qiusheng noticed that the plus signs behind his cultivation level had disappeared.

Instead, a strange note appeared, causing him to frown.

"Cultivation has reached a bottleneck. A special physique must be awakened to break through."

Seeing this note from the system, Qiusheng felt a wave of helplessness.

The moment he saw this system note, he already knew how to solve the difficult problem of awakening a special physique.

However, because the method was excessively arduous, Qiusheng knew that he shouldn't even dream of raising his cultivation beyond the early-stage of Human Master in the short term.

Immediately, he shifted his attention to the arts he had mastered.

Among them, the Lightning Bolt Fist and Palm Thunder were Qiusheng's favorites; for no other reason than their astonishing power, he focused his attention entirely on these two arts.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for consuming 60 Exorcism Points to raise Palm Thunder to Intermediate."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for consuming 120 Exorcism Points to raise Palm Thunder to Advanced."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for consuming 60 Exorcism Points to raise Lightning Bolt Fist to Elementary."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for consuming 120 Exorcism Points to raise Lightning Bolt Fist to Advanced."

By the time he had raised both arts to the Advanced level, Qiusheng only had eighty Exorcism Points left.

He immediately invested forty of those eighty points into his own lifespan, adding four years, while the remaining forty points were added to the God-Inviting Technique, raising it to the Elementary level.

With this, the eight hundred Exorcism Points Qiusheng had obtained were completely exhausted, and his overall strength had taken a leap forward.

As for the yin energy within his body, it was completely expelled by his surging mana.

Once the yin energy left his body, Qiusheng let out a long, turbid breath. Feeling his body stronger than before, he was startled when he suddenly heard the system's notification sound.

"Ding, the host's body was previously stimulated by a powerful electric current, greatly enhancing cell activity, but due to the excessive stimulation, two years of the host's lifespan were lost."

This belated system notification revealed why Qiusheng's lifespan had been reduced by two years after his battle with the White-Robed Ghost.

"Phew, no wonder that even though all practitioners of the Dao are experts at preserving health, few live long lives. It turns out that when fighting powerful, fierce ghosts, one might lose lifespan due to the backlash of the arts used if one isn't careful."

This realization dawned on Qiusheng. Fortunately, he had the Exorcism System to rely on, which could constantly replenish his depleted lifespan using Exorcism Points.

If he had enough Exorcism Points, he could even achieve immortality.

This was the power of the system; it was truly astonishing.

Feeling a sense of awe toward the system he possessed, he stood there in a daze for a moment before standing up and loosening his joints. Feeling that his injuries were mostly healed, he immediately left the Public Mortuary.

At this moment, the corpse of Ren Weiyong was no longer in the Public Mortuary, so there was no need to remain there; he certainly wouldn't keep waiting in this place.

Now, the most urgent matter was to rush to the Ren Mansion immediately to prevent Ren Weiyong from consuming the blood of his blood relatives.

But despite Qiusheng's haste, he was still too late by the time he arrived at the Ren Mansion.

Although it was late at night, the Ren Mansion was still brightly lit.

Captain Ren, Uncle Nine, Taoist Four Eyes, Wencai, and the newly arrived Qiusheng all looked at a corpse on the ground with grim expressions.

This corpse was none other than Master Ren, and beside it, Ren Tingting was sobbing uncontrollably.

"Damn it, what exactly was that unkillable monster from earlier?"

Just as everyone remained silent, Captain Ren suddenly pulled his Nambu Pistol from his waist and pressed it against Uncle Nine's head.

"Captain Ren, can't you see? That was a zombie transformed from the corpse of Old Master Ren!"

"A zombie? How is that possible? People are dead when they die; how could they turn into zombies?"

"Lin Jiu, don't think I don't know that you Maoshan Occultists love practicing evil arts. My cousin-in-law must have been killed by your evil arts."

"Men, arrest all these heretics and throw them into our prison!"

Captain Ren clearly didn't believe a word Uncle Nine said. He shouted at the surrounding members of the security team, and instantly, a dozen gun barrels were aimed at Qiusheng and the others.

Facing the unreasonable Captain Ren, Qiusheng said coldly.

"Captain Ren, I'm telling you, right now, anyone who shares a blood relation with Ren Weiyong is its prey."

"Today, it only killed Master Ren. By tomorrow, once it has fully digested the blood of its kin, it will become even more savage. By then, both you and Tingting will be in danger!"

"Of course, if you're looking to die, I won't stop you, but Ren Tingting cannot lose a single hair because of your stupidity!"

As Qiusheng spoke, he pushed the muzzle away from his face, walked over to Ren Tingting, and pulled her behind him.

"Tingting, from now on, you must stay by my side every step of the way, otherwise, your life will be in danger at any moment."

Qiusheng's actions immediately made Ren Wei so angry that smoke practically billowed from his nostrils. He shifted the Nambu Pistol from Uncle Nine's head to Qiusheng's, shouting loudly.

"Kid, do you think I was scared into growing up?"

"I'm telling you, as long as I'm here, forget about zombies—even if the King of Heaven himself showed up, he wouldn't be allowed to touch a single hair on my cousin's head."

"So kid, you'd better just stay put in that jail cell like a good boy!"