Chapter 121: All 3 Ghosts Annihilated
"Young Master, be careful!"
The cultivation of the youth in white far surpassed Yan Jie. At this moment, his entire being was surrounded by black smoke, and the power of the exorcism talisman couldn't break through his defenses in a short time.
If this ghostly adversary were to charge within three inches around Lu Zheng, it would likely spell disaster for him.
Lu Zheng smirked slightly; he hadn't expected Shen Ying's strength to be this formidable, and Shen Ying was clearly unaware of Lu Zheng's current cultivation.
However…
As a modern person, if he can use tactics, he certainly wouldn't resort to brute force.
Therefore…
In the eyes of the youth in white, he saw only Lu Zheng's surging energy and blood. Lu Zheng reversed his grip on the sword behind his back and formed a fist with his left hand, hitting his own face.
"So arrogant, Shen Ying, you really lack perception. When choosing a partner, do you only look at appearances?"
The youth in white laughed loudly, black Qi gushing from the folded fan in his hand, transforming into a rope to bind Lu Zheng, pulling him back beside him and then reaching out to grab him.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A full twenty exorcism curses were stuck on him.
Endless cyan light exploded, shattering the black smoke into pieces.
"Ah!!!!!!!"
The youth in white let out a miserable howl. Upon closer inspection, where was Lu Zheng's figure?
"Illusion technique!"
Immediately afterward, two streaks of cyan light appeared behind him.
"Exorcism curse! You are a Daoist!"
The youth in white turned, black smoke forming a barrier that blocked the cyan light of the exorcism curse.
"Lay Practitioner of White Cloud Temple, please enlighten me!"
Lu Zheng announced his name, his hands never stopping, using the transportation technique combined with the exorcism curse, striking like a rain of flowers.
"Madam, go assist our friends from the Underworld, don't let them suffer losses!"
At this time, Shen Ying's body was not pure, still influenced by the exorcism curse. Rather than collaborating with Lu Zheng, it was better to assist the soldiers of the Underworld.
"Alright!"
Seeing Lu Zheng use illusions in conjunction with exorcism talismans to heavily injure the youth in white, Shen Ying was both surprised and delighted.
"You shameless Daoist, to consort with a Peach Ghost, is this how White Cloud Temple teaches you?"
Lu Zheng blinked, "Who told you I'm a Daoist? Are you deaf? I'm just a lay practitioner at home, what does being a Daoist have to do with me?"
The youth in white was dumbfounded, not knowing how to explain.
Isn't it common knowledge that a lay practitioner from the Daoist Sect is also considered a Daoist?
Lu Zheng's feet never stopped, throwing exorcism charms while casting exorcism curses, with the Brocade Spring Saber on his back and the Seven-Star Sword at his waist, showing no intention of engaging the youth in white closely.
"Coward!"
The youth in white swung the folded fan, keeping his body in motion, using minimal black smoke to detonate exorcism charms and curses, avoiding the aftermath of curse talismans.
Meanwhile, ghost Qi gathered in his eyes, preventing Lu Zheng from launching surprise attacks with illusion techniques.
However, because he was hit by twenty exorcism charms at once, the youth in white was already severely injured and was actually entangled by Lu Zheng.
…
On the other side, Shen Ying surrounded the old black-clothed hag with Peach Blossom Evil, also supporting the Underworld soldiers to name and execute the remaining Ye Lan King's ghost soldiers.
Lu Zheng pouted, as the Mind Jade Seal did not react at all, indicating that the deaths of those ghost soldiers had nothing to do with him. Whether or not he was involved, they were doomed.
"Young Master Ji, save me!"
After a frenzied struggle, the old black-clothed hag's power sharply declined, and under Shen Ying's attack, she could only defend weakly.
A Peach Blossom Fairy whose strength was clearly a notch above the three.
A Daoist with considerable cultivation.
Three City Patrol Envoys who could join forces to confront the red-clothed female ghost.
How can I save you?
I've already been seriously injured, isn't it fortunate enough that I don't put myself in danger!
Realizing that the old black-clothed hag couldn't possibly be rescued, the youth in white gritted his teeth and opened his mouth to spit out black smoke, enveloping his figure within it, enduring Lu Zheng's curse talisman attacks, he fled toward the outside of Taohua Village.
If he didn't leave now, he truly wouldn't be able to escape!
The red-clothed female ghost was watching clearly and also wanted to flee.
But the three City Patrol Envoys saw such a good opportunity for merit right before their eyes. How could they let her leave? They fiercely obstructed her, forcibly blocking the red-clothed female ghost inside Taohua Village.
"Young Master Ji, save me!"
This time, it was the red-clothed female ghost who shouted.
The youth in white paused his fleeing, then turned to the red-clothed female ghost.
Tonight's events were a disastrous failure, having one more person to share the Ye Lan King's wrath was better. With the old black-clothed hag delaying Shen Ying, he still had confidence to rescue the red-clothed female ghost.
Seeing the youth in white about to leave, Lu Zheng couldn't help but shake his head, and had to engage in close combat.
"Clang!"
The Seven-Star Sword was unsheathed.
Lu Zheng stepped on the Celestial Spirit, his figure instantly reaching in front of the black smoke, his short-range speed even faster than the youth in white.
"What?"
The youth in white was startled, instinctively thinking it was one of Lu Zheng's illusions.
True Qi within Lu Zheng flowed, the long sword's blade glowed, slicing out seven sword shadows, dispersing the black smoke before him.
Then he flew into the black smoke, a golden light flashing on his body, and the black smoke already thinned to a certain degree couldn't penetrate the defense of the Golden Light Curse.
Left hand rapidly casting curse talismans, right hand wielding the long sword skillfully.
Lu Zheng instantly found himself face to face with the youth in white.
"You?" The youth in white's eyes widened, pure black pupils didn't appear frightening, but instead revealed a hint of fear.
"Shush shush shush!"
The Seven-Star Sword imbued with Daoist True Qi can harm and slay ghosts.
The youth in white struggled to fend off with the folded fan, retreating step by step, realizing with terror that even in his prime condition, he probably couldn't defeat the person before him.
At this point, he truly couldn't leave.
…
"Buzz!"
Twenty-nine strands of Light of Fortune were gained.
Unfortunately, only the youth in white contributed fortune to him; the old black-clothed hag and red-clothed female ghost didn't share even a bit.
What a mistake!
…
Duan Zhong and the three City Patrol Envoys grinned broadly, holding the Ghost Pearl condensed from the original ghost Qi after the red-clothed female ghost's demise, waiting to return and claim their reward.
Lu Zheng held two items.
One was the youth in white's Ghost Pearl, pitch black, with wisps of black smoke swirling around the pearl, showing peculiar phenomena.
The other was a folded fan, with fan bones made of Cyan Jade, carved on both sides with fierce spirits, demons, volcanoes, and underworld rivers.
When unfolded, one side depicted a painting of black clouds pressing down on a city using pine green ink, while the other side was pure black, smoke swirling.
Clearly not an artifact of goodness.
"This folded fan has good material quality, let me help Young Master cleanse its ghost Qi." Shen Ying approached Lu Zheng, naturally taking the folded fan from his hand.
"Oh, okay!"
Lu Zheng awkwardly laughed, fully aware of Shen Ying's intentions.
"Thank you, Patrol Envoys, and Young Master Lu for coming to aid us. I am deeply grateful," Shen Ying bowed and said. "Please come into the village for tea, let me perform the duties of a hostess."
Duan Zhong and the other City Patrol Envoys exchanged glances, smiles in their eyes.
Everyone could see the relationship between Shen Ying and Lu Zheng, but the two stubbornly refused to acknowledge it in their words, leaving others puzzled.
Is this some new kind of game?