"Hm?" The Red-Clad Female Ghost heard the furious shout, thick with magical power, and abruptly stopped.
She looked out the window, and her eyes lit up.
What a handsome young man. His yang energy was so rich.
The Red-Clad Female Ghost couldn't make out the cultivation of the person outside, but she could sense his vigorous qi and blood.
It drew her in like poison.
Compared with that young man, the person in front of her was mere dregs.
"I sealed off the yin energy to suppress the mysterious pass. So you're the Red-Clad Female Ghost behind this. If you've got the guts, come at me." Outside, Fei Luo strode forward in a simple black outfit.
At the same time, Fei Luo was extremely wary.
A Red-Clad Female Ghost was practically synonymous with a vicious ghost.
From his memories, Fei Luo knew that ghosts came in many kinds. They were generally divided into evil ghosts, fierce ghosts, violent ghosts, ghost generals, and Ghost Kings.
Ordinary ghosts, like cowards and laughing ghosts, weren't much of a threat. They rarely harmed the living, either.
But female ghosts like the Red-Clad Female Ghost had often harbored tremendous resentment in life. After death, they continued to harm people, absorbing their vital essence to grow stronger.
Zombies, on the other hand, sucked out people's blood and vital essence.
Ghosts could be good or evil, but this fearsome woman was clearly no ordinary being.
"Bang!"
The Red-Clad Female Ghost let go of Li Zheng, then drifted through the wall, her feet never touching the ground as she fixed her gaze on Fei Luo.
"Little brother, why so fierce? Won't you let me serve you properly?" The Red-Clad Female Ghost half-covered her face and gave Fei Luo a demure curtsy, pretending to be shy. A faint, exotic fragrance wafted toward him.
"Get lost! Surrender at once, and I'll help you enter the cycle of reincarnation. Otherwise, I'll make sure your soul is scattered to the winds." Fei Luo stood with his hands behind his back. Though he was surprised by the woman's graceful figure, her charms had no effect on him.
"Hm?" The Red-Clad Female Ghost froze. Why hadn't her Charm Technique worked?
Was he a Daoist?
At once, the Red-Clad Female Ghost sensed the faint traces of magical power on Fei Luo.
"Heehee, darling, why so fierce? I've always loved Daoists. A Daoist's blood and vital essence are so nourishing."
As she spoke, the Red-Clad Female Ghost shot toward him. Her hand became a claw, and her black fingernails instantly lengthened as she struck for Fei Luo's face.
"Wretched fiend, I'll make you show your true form!"
Seeing the female ghost bare her claws, Fei Luo didn't waste words. Magical power surged through his body, and he punched toward her.
As for showing mercy to a beautiful woman?
Fei Luo hadn't even considered it. He'd already given her one chance, but ghosts were ghosts—she'd attacked him without warning. He went all out. This female ghost was no match for him.
A reward had practically been handed to him. Why turn it down?
"Boom!"
Fei Luo had no special abilities, just an ordinary punch—one of the basic fighting techniques he'd learned from Uncle Nine. It landed squarely in the female ghost's palm.
In an instant, the Red-Clad Female Ghost felt an immense force. Her body could no longer remain suspended in the air. Like a sandbag, she was smashed into the wall behind her, kicking up clouds of dust.
"Pfft!" The Red-Clad Female Ghost spat a streak of blood into the air. Fei Luo had gravely injured her with an ordinary punch.
"How... how is this possible?"
"How are you so strong? Are you really a Daoist?"
The Red-Clad Female Ghost's shriek rang through the dust.
Didn't ordinary Daoists catch ghosts in yellow robes, with a bell in one hand and a Peachwood Sword in the other, carrying black dog blood, glutinous rice, talismans, and other magical implements?
And didn't they have to chant incantations to make their Daoist arts work?
There was something seriously wrong with this Daoist!
How could his fists and feet rival a talisman attack?
The female ghost shrieked in alarm. She got up, trying to flee. This man was too strange; she was no match for him.
Whoosh!
Just as the Red-Clad Female Ghost got up, a pair of eyes like stars appeared in her vision.
"You've finished showing off, and now you think you can leave?" Fei Luo smiled faintly, revealing a row of pearly white teeth, then threw another punch.
To the Red-Clad Female Ghost, that harmless smile, warm as a spring breeze, looked like a demon's judgment.
"Please spare me, young—" With nowhere left to run, the woman in red put on a pitiful expression and tried to beg for mercy.
But halfway through her plea, her voice abruptly cut off.
Fei Luo's fist slammed into her chest, punching straight through it.
Whoosh~
The night wind swept past. The Red-Clad Female Ghost stared at the hole in her chest in disbelief and murmured, "He'll avenge me."
Then her body dissolved into specks of spiritual light.
"He?"
Fei Luo stood in the courtyard, deep in thought.
Just as the Red-Clad Female Ghost died, Li Zheng came to his senses inside the house.
He slowly got up and shook his head, feeling a buzzing in his skull.
Had he been dreaming just now?
He opened the door and glanced around the courtyard. Li Zheng furrowed his brow even more deeply. Dust still swirled through the yard.
What had happened?
By then, Fei Luo had already left Li Family Village and was heading for Ren Family Town. As Li Zheng woke, a golden light invisible to the naked eye appeared above his head and drifted away into the distance.
He brushed off his sleeves and left, hiding his name and presence.
Whoosh! A streak of golden light entered Fei Luo's head. He immediately felt it turn into a stream of pure spiritual energy within his spiritual platform.
"So this is the wonder of the Great Freedom Primordial Dao Sect?" Fei Luo clenched his fist, feeling that mysterious aura of merit transform into powerful magical power. His heart swelled with pride.
"Ding! Congratulations, host. You have eliminated the Red-Clad Female Ghost and received a special reward."
"Hm?" Fei Luo's eyes lit up. "Here it comes?"
"System, claim my reward."
"Ding! Congratulations, host. Reward claimed successfully. You have received one Heaven Origin Soul Gathering Pill!"
Hearing the system's reward notification, Fei Luo relaxed. He sent his awareness into the system space to inspect the reward.
The Heaven Origin Soul Gathering Pill was a Daoist external elixir. When consumed by a mortal martial artist, it could add sixty years of cultivation. It could also unconditionally raise a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm by one stage!
After briefly inspecting the system reward, Fei Luo's face lit up with delight.
He had Ten Thousandfold Amplification, which could amplify cultivation methods, divine abilities, and spells ten thousandfold. But it didn't amplify the speed at which he absorbed spiritual energy.
In this age of declining cultivation, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was incredibly thin. Pills that could unconditionally raise one's cultivation were incredibly rare.
"Gulp~"
As he walked, Fei Luo tipped his head back and swallowed the pill.
"Boom!"
Fei Luo felt an immense amount of magical power appear out of nowhere inside him. The energy in his Purple Mansion instantly tripled.
Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Realm.
With a sudden flash of insight, Fei Luo immediately felt his cultivation level rise.
"Good heavens! If I had an unlimited supply of pills like this, wouldn't I be able to ascend to immortality?" Fei Luo murmured without thinking.
Wait, ascend to immortality? Shatter the void?
Fei Luo froze, then erupted with joy.
"I, Fei Luo, will surely stand at the pinnacle of this world and reach that realm!"
His long cry echoed through the night sky.
Fei Luo was utterly convinced that he would be the lucky one to become an immortal in this age of declining cultivation.
He had a system cheat, and countless demons and monsters were waiting for him to reap rewards from them. The path to immortality was within reach!
If Uncle Nine knew what Fei Luo was thinking, he would have been scared half to death.
Becoming an immortal had become little more than a legend in this age of declining cultivation.
Even cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm had become as rare as phoenix feathers. As for those in the Golden Core Realm, who could fly through the sky and burrow through the earth, and those in the Nascent Soul Realm, who could move mountains and overturn seas? They had long since become legends.
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