Ghost Extermination

A gentle night breeze blew as He Muxian sat pale-faced in the large meditation room of the abbot's quarters, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

"The sect leader only sent two junior immortal masters down the mountain this time; I'm afraid they won't be able to deal with that ghost." He Muxian still felt lingering fear as the image of the alluring female ghost appeared in her mind.

In just half a month, six audience members had already fallen victim to this female ghost. Among them were many highly skilled martial artists, yet they all lost their lives.

During this time, He Muxian also figured out the female ghost's pattern of harming people. She would appear once every two days, specifically targeting disciples of the temple with strong Blood Qi to perform acts of sexual exploitation.

The reason why only six people were killed in the past two weeks was because the Virgin Boy Skill that He Muxian, the abbot, had cultivated since childhood was also extraordinary.

The Blood Qi accumulated over eighty years were too profound; although the female ghost was ferocious, she couldn't exhaust it all in one go.

It was precisely because of her status as a firsthand witness that He Muxian was even more worried.

While he was deeply wary of the female ghost's power, he also recalled the ever-changing pleasures of romance.

It seems to rise from your soul, spread into your flesh, travel through your blood, then quickly rush into your bones, and finally be deeply imprinted into your marrow, making you both afraid and want it.

"Let her drain my life force if she wants. If I can experience this pleasure just once more, what's wrong with letting her absorb my life force too?"

He Muxian was thinking, this thought suddenly popped into his head, and a moment later, it startled him so much that he jumped up.

"No, my He Household no longer has any immortals within the sect. If I die, the entire He Household won't even have anyone who can speak with those on the mountain. When will the position of Double Brightness leader of Chongming be able to return to the He Household!"

"Someone come here!"

Upon hearing He Muxian's call, the young Daoist disciple serving outside hurriedly pushed open the door and entered, asking with concern, "What are your orders, Abbot?"

"Have both immortal masters gone to sleep?" He Muxian straightened her clothes and asked in a casual tone to hide her unease.

"Not yet. Junior Brother Yu from Luoxianlou just specifically instructed the kitchen staff not to rest. The two immortal masters are still playing chess. Later, he will have the kitchen prepare some suitable late-night snacks and send them over." Since the abbot's question involved immortals, the young Daoist disciple dared not be negligent and reported everything he knew clearly.

"Alright, then I'll go and pay my respects to the two immortal masters now."

When He Muxian hurriedly saw Han Yundao and Duan Anle, the two were still locked in a fierce battle on the chessboard, and the situation seemed quite tense.

Not daring to disturb the immortal's refined pleasure, He Muxian didn't even dare to breathe loudly, waiting cautiously to the side.

Han Yundao and the other man were in high spirits and played chess until midnight before stopping to drink the meat porridge that the kitchen had sent over.

It's no wonder the two were playful; playing chess within the Chongming Sect was actually quite dangerous. If a certain "most skilled" but unruly elder saw them, he would inevitably "give them some pointers."

Therefore, Han Yundao and Duan Anle could only have their fill of fun when they came out, so they were naturally very excited.

As for why they were leaving He Muxian, the old abbot, out of the loop.

Han Yundao straightened her face, blew on the hot porridge, and then asked in a serious tone, "Master He, are you a little scared now?"

He Muxian hadn't expected that these two little immortals wouldn't even exchange a polite word upon meeting. Hearing Han Yundao's meaningful question, she felt a pang of panic and quickly replied, "This disciple is indeed terrified."

"That's right. You've practiced the Virgin Boy Skill for over sixty years, and your body is filled with Blood Qi that's beyond ordinary people. I'm a little surprised that she could endure for so long before coming to replenish your essence." Han Yundao smiled slightly again.

He Muxian was stunned. After Han Yundao finished speaking, she didn't dare to speak for a long time, and her already pale face became even paler.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was Duan Anle intently eating his porridge.

Duan Anle devoured most of the meat porridge in a whirlwind, then used his chopsticks to shovel every last grain of rice into his mouth.

He was an honest boy, and he couldn't bear to see He Muxian's embarrassed state after being ridiculed by Han Yundao.

He was unwilling to do as Han Yundao had suggested beforehand, and instead wanted to make things difficult for the old man first, to teach him a lesson.

Duan Anle asked bluntly, "Elder He, are you aware that you deliberately concealed the fact that you were drained of your life essence by that female ghost, and you didn't tell me and my senior brother about the female ghost's background? If we start fighting later, it might cost us our lives?"

"This disciple dares not, this disciple dares not! This disciple is only afraid... afraid that such filthy things will reach the ears of the two immortal masters, and defile their ears." Even though He Muxian had held a high position for decades, he was still trembling like a leaf after being questioned by a child, and immediately knelt down to beg for forgiveness.

"Stand up and speak properly." Han Yundao also breathed a sigh of relief, letting go of the adult demeanor he had been putting on. He had been deliberately imitating his teachers and elders, putting on that affected air, which had actually made him feel quite uncomfortable.

Since Duan Anle had taken the initiative to call him out, he was happy to let loose.

Hearing Han Yundao's words, He Muxian felt as if she had been granted a pardon. Just as she was about to stand up and speak, she saw Duan Anle rush out of the window.

"Junior brother, slow down." Han Yundao followed closely behind.

After the two immortal masters left, He Muxian was left alone in the building. A female ghost's shrill scream rang out from afar, which frightened the old abbot so much that he trembled.

"Junior brother, be careful!" Han Yundao cried out in alarm. He slashed with his sword, and the female ghost dressed in bright red robes retreated several feet, forced to withdraw the ten sharp fingers that were about to pierce Duan Anle's chest.

Despite feeling the chilling wind brushing against his face, Duan Anle remained expressionless.

When the female ghost attacked earlier, he had a lot of talismans given to him by Kang Dabao, which he could activate at any time. He just wanted to let the female ghost get close so he could release her all at once and give her a good beating.

However, it's good that Senior Brother Han scared the female ghost away. Judging from her cultivation level, she shouldn't have entered the Qi Refining Qi Refinement yet, so he could easily take her down without using talismans.

Duan Anle was a good child who knew to keep his master's teachings of diligence and thrift in mind, so he simply accepted the talisman.

He then took out a purple-gold steel whip, changed his hand gesture, and blue flames ignited on the whip, creating a heat wave that lashed out fiercely at the female ghost.

Just as the female ghost narrowly dodged the steel whip, Han Yundao's sword light came whistling in again. Although the latter had been slow to grasp the basics of the Three Yang Scripture, he had managed to figure out some of the secrets of the Three Yang Sword Scripture that was attached to it.

However, without mastering the original scripture, even if one learns the sword manual, it will only be superficial. Han Yundao cannot surpass his peers like Jiang Qing.

However, with his Qi Refining Second Layer cultivation, dealing with a female ghost who had not yet entered the Dao realm was still a piece of cake.

Moreover, with Duan Anle assisting her, several more sword flashes followed. The female ghost, relying on the lightness of her ghostly body, barely escaped with her life, but she was already tightly bound by Han Yundao and could not escape.

Just as Han Yundao changed his sword technique and his flying sword was about to slay the female ghost, Han Yundao suddenly heard an extremely mournful cry enter his ears.

With a "clang," the flying sword fell to the stone slab on the ground.

Several more "ding-dong-dong" sounds rang out, and the Clear Spirit Bell hanging at Han Yundao's waist kept ringing, finally jolting him awake.

"Oh no, Anle!" After regaining consciousness, Han Yundao hurriedly looked in the direction of his junior brother.

But Duan Anle was completely unaffected by the scream. At that moment, the Divine Movement Talisman on his foot emitted a spiritual light, and after only a few breaths, it helped him grab the female ghost.

The purple-gold steel whip lashed down mercilessly, and the beautiful female ghost's screams became even more mournful. Her spirit was gradually burned away by the blue flames, until finally it completely vanished from this world.

"Phew, thank you very much, Junior Brother." Han Yundao felt embarrassed and sweating as he recalled his embarrassing moment. It took him quite a while to compose himself before walking up to Duan Anle and speaking softly.

"Why say such things, Senior Brother?" Duan Anle pointed to a courtyard at the deepest part of the White Ram Monastery and said, "This female ghost came out from there before. Let's go and investigate."

Han Yundao it was perfectly acceptable, summoned the flying sword and held it back in his hand, then followed Duan Anle to the courtyard.

This courtyard seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time. Inside, there was a locust tree that was growing exceptionally well. Its dense, heart-shaped leaves were packed together in layers, interspersed with a few locust blossoms that emitted a pleasant fragrance.

There was a stone well under the tree, with weeds growing between the bricks and stones, indicating that it had been unused for a long time. However, a huge rock was placed on top of the well, pressing the opening tightly shut, which was obviously intentionally placed there.

"The Yin Qi in this well is so heavy." Han Yundao sensed something was wrong as soon as he entered the room.

Duan Anle shattered the boulder with a single whip, unleashing a dense aura of Yin Qi, followed by a stench of decay.

Han Yundao activated his magical eyes and looked down into the well. His expression was one of horror. The well was filled with the naked corpses of young girls!

"He Muxian, open your dog eyes wide and take a good look! White Ram Monastery is the very foundation of our Chongming Sect's reputation, yet you've managed it into such a den of iniquity!"

That night, twelve bodies were retrieved, all of them young girls who had been raped and then thrown into a well to drown.

He Muxian acted swiftly this time, immediately discovering that the culprit was the first disciple who had died from being drained of his life force by the female ghost.

Han Yundao and his companion need not worry about matters such as rectifying the school's discipline and compensating the families. Now that their objective has been achieved, it is time for them to return home immediately.

Han Yundao didn't want to stay here for even a moment longer. He was holding his breath, eager to go to Kang Dabao and give He Muxian a good scolding.

"Please wait a moment, Senior Brother," Duan Anle dismissed the mortals, pointed to the well, and said softly, "Although this well has heavy Yin Qi, it is not enough to raise a female ghost like this."

"What does Junior Brother mean?" Han Yundao looked in the direction Duan Anle was pointing at the large locust tree in the courtyard.

At this Duan Anle spoke again, "This locust tree should have been a spiritual object, but for some reason it fell from its rank and is now just an ordinary tree. Fortunately, it is in a yin-friendly place, and nurturing it for many years has greatly benefited it. In addition, this well has recently absorbed the resentment of the young girls, making the well water even more Yin Qi. The locust tree drank this well water, which restored its spirituality to some extent, and also helped the resentment of the young girls in the well condense into a vengeful ghost."

After listening to Duan Anle's analysis, Han Yundao leaned closer to the locust tree to examine it carefully. "Junior Brother is right; indeed, a faint spiritual aura is emanating from it."

"This can already be considered Spirit Plant. I wonder what grade this locust tree originally was. If it can be moved back to the sect, the masters will surely be happy." Han Yundao's face showed joy.

"Hmm, but now that the girl's resentment in the well has dissipated, the Yin Qi here has greatly decreased. We need to find some yin-type spiritual objects immediately, lest the locust tree's grade drop back down." Duan Anle frowned.

"I once heard my master mention a grass market in Pingrong County that might sell yin-related spiritual items. Let's go there now."

The two used Divine Movement Talisman to quickly reach the market and split up to search for yin-type spiritual objects.

Only a quarter of an hour later, Duan Anle saw Han Yundao find him with a happy expression, which meant that the Yin-type spiritual object had been found.

As Duan Anle had predicted, now that the spiritual item had been purchased, Han Yundao pulled him along on their return journey to White Ram Monastery.

"Junior brother, I heard a joke in the market."

"What a joke."

"A notice has been posted outside the Pingrong County; taxes are to be collected again."

"Haha, that's pretty funny."