Yellowhide Spirit

"Boss, around here, they call weasels Yellow Immortals!"

Feng Tie walked over just then and spoke after hearing the man's words.

The villagers had already been driven out of the courtyard by them.

So that was it. Then it was a spirit creature!

Lu Shaolin nodded.

"Where is it?"

Lu Shaolin questioned the man again. This was a Source Point delivered right to his door.

"It's in the small temple behind the village."

"Get up and lead the way!"

Lu Shaolin barked.

"Boss, shouldn't we notify the gang first? Spirit creatures have some strange methods."

Feng Tie reminded him.

"What methods could it have? If it truly had any strength, it wouldn't have needed these ignorant villagers to drive us away."

Lu Shaolin waved dismissively.

The man got to his feet and walked out of the courtyard.

Lu Shaolin had Li Cai and Ma San stay behind to guard the outpost while the other four followed the man with him.

The man led the five of them to a small temple behind the village.

The temple looked quite new, clearly having been built not long ago.

Offerings still sat on the altar table in front of it.

The moment they reached the temple, the man shouted, "Great Immortal! Great Immortal, save me!"

As he shouted, he tried to run into the temple.

Feng Tie reacted swiftly and knocked him to the ground with his sheathed saber.

"How dare you! You injured my messenger!"

A shrill voice came from within the temple.

Then a weasel standing upright, half a man tall, walked out.

The weasel wore a yellow Daoist robe. Its pupils were pale yellow as it silently watched them.

Lu Shaolin found it rather novel. This weasel could not only speak human language, but even wore clothes.

This world truly was bizarre!

"Release my messenger at once, or this Great Immortal will make your souls scatter and your spirits perish!"

The weasel shouted again.

"You demons and monsters dare impersonate immortals!"

Lu Shaolin gave a cold shout, drove off the ground with his thigh, and charged at the weasel in an instant.

The altar table in his path was smashed apart by his impact!

Once within range, Lu Shaolin brought his spear crashing down.

The weasel had clearly not expected Lu Shaolin to act so decisively. Seeing the spear descend, it slipped free like a cicada shedding its shell and darted aside.

Lu Shaolin blasted a huge crater into the ground with his spear, but only a Daoist robe lay within it.

This weasel was fast.

"Run! Let's see where you can run to!"

Lu Shaolin's thigh exploded with force again as he rushed toward the weasel.

The weasel moved its limbs and dodged aside once more.

Man and beast began to chase each other.

Only because both of Lu Shaolin's techniques had reached Perfected Muscle Tempering, doubling his speed, could he keep up with this Yellowhide.

Had it been an ordinary Perfected Muscle Tempering martial artist, the Yellowhide would have left him so far behind he could not even see its shadow.

As they ran, they reached deep into the mountains and forests. The Yellowhide let out piercing cries as it fled.

Before long, the roars of various wild beasts sounded from all around them.

Damn it! This Yellowhide could even summon other wild beasts!

Lu Shaolin frowned and accelerated again.

As the chase dragged on, the Yellowhide's speed visibly slowed.

After all, it was not an animal suited for long-distance running. It merely possessed explosive speed over short distances.

Seeing the Yellowhide slow down, Lu Shaolin endured the discomfort in his chest and abdomen, then accelerated once more, instantly closing in on it.

The Black Iron Spear swept out fiercely!

The Yellowhide had exhausted its stamina. It tried to leap away, but only got halfway into the air before the spear struck its hind leg.

With a muffled bang, the Yellowhide was sent flying, spinning through the air before crashing to the ground with a mournful cry.

Lu Shaolin stopped sharply and turned, reaching it in just a few strides.

Both of the Yellowhide's hind legs were broken. It could not run even if it wanted to.

Looking at the murderous Lu Shaolin, the Yellowhide tried to tempt him. "Human, do not kill me. I have hidden much gold and silver in the forest. Spare my life, and all that gold and silver will be yours!"

"Heh heh heh! You still want to tempt me? I'm not one of those ignorant fools."

Lu Shaolin grinned. The Black Iron Spear shot out like lightning, piercing straight through the Yellowhide's head with a pfft.

He lifted the spear, rested it on his shoulder, and carried the Yellowhide out of the forest on its tip.

With the Yellowhide's death, the roars of the surrounding beasts gradually faded. Animals, too, knew to avoid danger and seek safety.

He returned to the small temple carrying the Yellowhide.

Feng Tie and the other four were waiting there. The earlier battle had been too fast; by the time they reacted, Lu Shaolin had already chased the Yellowhide into the forest.

"Boss!"

The four cupped their fists.

"Mm. Tear down this shabby temple!"

Lu Shaolin glanced at the small temple.

"Yes!"

Three of the four men walked toward the temple and drew their sabers.

Feng Tie remained behind to watch the middle-aged man.

Lu Shaolin summoned the system panel and took a look. His Source Points had increased by another two, reaching 41.8.

After waiting a while, his three subordinates had smashed the small temple to pieces.

Lu Shaolin waved his hand and led everyone back toward the village.

Back at the outpost, Lu Shaolin carefully questioned the middle-aged man about the Yellowhide's origins.

It turned out that during the earlier campaign to surround and suppress the Zombie, the gang had transferred all its manpower away.

The manpower from Chen Family Ravine had been transferred away as well.

With no martial artists guarding the village, Chen Family Ravine suddenly suffered wild beast attacks night after night.

The Yellowhide had taken advantage of that opportunity to drive away the beasts and save some of the villagers.

The middle-aged man was among those villagers.

The villagers had been tempted by the Yellowhide. Ignoring the village chief's warnings entirely, they had insisted on keeping it and worshiping it as a Great Immortal.

They had even followed the Yellowhide's orders, tied up the village chief's entire family, young and old, and thrown them into the forest.

By now, even their bones were probably gone.

"A bunch of idiots. Those wild beasts were summoned by the Yellowhide. It was just a thief crying thief."

Lu Shaolin sneered.

"Boss, we need to notify the yamen about this."

Feng Tie said.

"Send a brother to notify the yamen. Then skin this Yellowhide. Also, find an honest villager to cook."

Lu Shaolin ordered.

"Yes, Boss."

Feng Tie cupped his fists in acknowledgment, then turned to call for men.

The Yellowhide's fur was glossy and incomparably smooth to the touch. It truly deserved to be called a spirit creature.

Lu Shaolin stroked the Yellowhide, then handed it to Ma San, who had come over to skin it.

"Oh, right. After skinning it, cut off its ears so we can claim the reward."

Lu Shaolin reminded Ma San.

Ma San nodded.

Lu Shaolin then sat in the courtyard and drank tea.

During that time, Lu Shaolin also asked whether spirit creature meat could be eaten. Feng Tie said that spirit creature meat contained alien energy; anyone who ate it would become mutated, and repeated consumption could even make them lose their minds!

Once the meal was ready, Lu Shaolin ate and returned to his room to sleep.

Feng Tie and Ma San could handle receiving the yamen officials.

Lu Shaolin slept until dusk before waking.

When he stepped out and looked around, the subordinate sent to the yamen had not returned yet. It appeared he would only be back the next morning.

The middle-aged man was tied up with rope and thrown beside the stable.

Early the next morning.

Lu Shaolin and the others were chatting in the courtyard when the sound of hoofbeats came from outside.

Ma San opened the courtyard gate and saw that the yamen officials had arrived.

There were six constables in total.

None of the six constables were people Lu Shaolin knew.

After handing the middle-aged man over to the constables, Lu Shaolin and the others stopped involving themselves in the matter.

As for how the yamen dealt with those villagers, that was the yamen's business.

At noon, a grizzled man arrived at the outpost. He claimed to be the new village chief and said they could order him about if they needed anything.

Lu Shaolin nodded and had him leave his address.

It seemed those constables were quite efficient.