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After Jiang Baixuan's level as a Demon broke through from "Ghost" to "Spirit," his strength underwent a qualitative leap.
If Jiang Baixuan brought along ten ghost pets, no, even twenty, they would still be completely overpowered by a single malevolent spirit.
However, today these two evil spirits were not facing an ordinary Spirit Jade Realm Cultivator.
They encountered Ye Xiu!
As the evil spirits were repelled, they realized that their strength was not far off from Ye Xiu's.
Unfortunately, they could not match Ye Xiu's speed; the rhythm of the battle was entirely in Ye Xiu's control.
When the evil spirits were pushed back, Ye Xiu suddenly felt he could launch another attack. However, due to his lack of practical experience, he missed the opportunity to pursue when he made that decision.
In battle, circumstances change in an instant; there is no time for thought—only experience matters!
Missing the chance, Ye Xiu retreated to the side, cautiously observing, waiting for a breakthrough moment to rush in and stab the hidden Silver Needle into the evil spirit's body.
The Male Evil Spirit grew more ferocious, its pair of hostile eyes fixed on Ye Xiu.
Ye Xiu dashed forward again, targeting the Female Evil Spirit. Just as the Silver Needle was about to strike, Ye Xiu suddenly abandoned his target and dashed behind the evil spirit. Sure enough, the Male Evil Spirit's bony hand aimed directly at Ye Xiu's heart area.
If his Silver Needle pierced the Female Evil Spirit's body, his own heart would be shattered by the Male Evil Spirit.
Ye Xiu was deeply troubled; he had only mastered two techniques and had yet to learn many skills in the Cultivation World. Thus, he could only fight with his fists and rely on Master Zuo's Seven Needles for a decisive blow at critical moments.
Fortunately, that evil spirit had not cultivated any techniques and could only fight with its fists like Ye Xiu did now.
The Male Evil Spirit flew in front of Ye Xiu, dragging him along.
The Female Evil Spirit seized the opportunity to attack.
However, Ye Xiu's speed was not something an ordinary spirit could match.
After many rounds of battle, neither side had sustained any injuries.
Ye Xiu had yet to find the chance to use Master Zuo's Seven Needles.
Seeing that continuing to tangle with Ye Xiu would only lead to their own downfall, the two evil spirits decided to conceal themselves and vanished into the darkness.
When Ye Xiu saw the two evil spirits flee, he burst into laughter!
"Even if you are at the level of evil spirits, what can you do to me!"
Suddenly, Ye Xiu thought of his three roommates!
Instantly, his joy faded away.
Those wretched ghosts!
Ye Xiu then rushed in the direction where the three were located.
Qian Jinyu, Xie Bei, and Zhao Wentong ran for a while before stopping to catch their breath.
"Are we really just going to leave Ye Xiu behind??? Are we still brothers?" Qian Jinyu said, clearly upset.
"But we can't do anything! That's a ghost! Have you two ever seen one???" Xie Bei replied.
"What if Ye Xiu has already..." Zhao Wentong speculated.
"Ye Xiu!!!" Qian Jinyu roared.
Fatty's voice echoed down the corridor, reaching Ye Xiu's ears.
"We need to keep running, to that turning point. There's an emergency exit there," Xie Bei suggested.
"No way! I have to find him; I can't leave him behind!" Qian Jinyu insisted firmly.
"Woo woo woo woo woo..."
A wailing sound disrupted the trio of Zhao, Xie, and Qian.
The haunting cries lingered in their ears, and occasionally, white figures drifted past their line of sight.
"Oh my god!" Zhao Wentong fell to the ground in shock, scrambling to get away.
But before he could crawl far, a terrifying ghost face suddenly appeared right in front of him.
It was too close; Zhao Wentong was so scared that he lost control!
The only sounds besides the commotion of the three were the steady drip of liquid hitting the ground...
"Bro... you two... hold on... I'm going to check on Ye Xiu," Qian Jinyu said, trembling as he stood up and then dashed toward Ye Xiu's direction.
"Call me~~~"
A haunting voice floated by, and another ghost face appeared before Qian Jinyu.
After a quick glance, he immediately shut his eyes, nearly shedding tears.
"Old Zhao! Look at yourself; you're scared out of your wits! It's all your fault for bringing us here!" Qian Jinyu said with his eyes closed, directing his words at Zhao Wentong.
"Can you blame me? I never believed in ghosts! But now..." Zhao Wentong's voice trembled with a hint of tears.
"You still don't believe in ghosts? You've already wet yourself!" Xie Beiheng chimed in, his tone devoid of any emotion.
"Bro, why do I feel like that ghost face is getting closer and closer to me..." Qian Jinyu said, holding his right hand up in front of him.
"I can't look at you! I'm still facing this ghost face over here! Boo hoo..."
Suddenly, Qian Jinyu had a flash of inspiration and thought of a follow-up move.
With that, Qian Jinyu opened her eyes and stood up with an extraordinary aura, looking down at the Male Evil Spirit with disdain.
Xie Bei, Zhao Wentong, and the Male and Female Evil Spirits were all slightly taken aback by this sudden action.
Qian Jinyu gazed contemptuously at the Male Evil Spirit, her eyes seemingly saying: "Kneel down and beg for mercy; your time has come!"
Sure enough, Fatty spoke up, "Kneel down and beg for mercy; your time has come! Hahaha."
Zhao Wentong thought that Fatty had some kind of life-saving treasure, so he was unafraid. He suddenly kicked the ghostly face in front of him and then kicked the Female Evil Spirit in the face, feeling incredibly pleased.
On the other side, Fatty was pulling open his shirt, revealing his pale chest!
A silver cross appeared...
Everyone was stunned!
No, they were terrified.
Zhao Wentong felt his heart sink as he glared at Fatty.
"Fatty! You..."
"Bro! The cross! What the hell is that???"
The Male Evil Spirit froze for a moment when Fatty revealed the cross, then tightened his grip around the fat man's neck.
"Cough, cough... why... why isn't it... working?" Fatty managed to say, his face turning red from asphyxiation.
"..."
No one answered.
The atmosphere grew tense once more.
On the other side, Zhao Wentong was also being lifted by the Female Evil Spirit.
Zhao Wentong struggled, but he couldn't break free at all.
He could see the Female Evil Spirit's ghostly face drawing closer and closer.
"Woo, woo, woo..." Zhao Wentong began to cry.
"Brother, be a man! We can't shed tears even in death. Eighteen years from now, we'll still be good men!" Xie Bei comforted him.
Suddenly, the crying stopped!
"That's the spirit! As men, we should..." Xie Bei's words were cut short as an astonishing scene unfolded.
Zhao Wentong was seen kissing the female ghost!
"Brother, are you about to be drained of your yang energy?" Xie Bei asked.
On the other side, the Male Evil Spirit released his grip on Qian Jinyu's neck and flew in front of Zhao Wentong, kicking him away.
Qian Jinyu landed and rubbed her neck with both hands.
Zhao Wentong, lying on the ground, touched his mouth, and his face gradually turned red.
"Brother Zhao... haven't you just been drained of your yang energy?" Xie Bei said in confusion.
"I haven't kissed a girl in eighteen years. What's wrong with kissing one before I die? Boo hoo... Am I wrong?"
"…"
"…"
The entire scene was left in shock.
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