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Chapter 108: Chapter 100: Dare to Touch My Head, Wang!
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That night.
A black off-road vehicle sped along the highway.
In the car.
Wang Lin, Bai Wei, and Luan Haiping were seated.
By rights, Luan Haiping was supposed to return to Silver City, but after talking with Xu Yang, it was too late, so he stayed in the dormitory of Wu City’s Spirits Management Bureau.
Upon hearing Wang Lin say that Xu Yang had killed the assassin from the Asura Sect, Luan Haiping, out of curiosity, followed along.
He also wanted to see how an Asura Sect member would quickly turn into a fierce ghost after death!
But it was obvious they were late.
As soon as the car stopped, the three were keenly aware of a series of screams.
“What’s that sound?”
Wang Lin’s ears perked up.
As a martial artist with acute senses, Bai Wei and Luan Haiping were even more attuned to their hearing. With just a little focus, they could hear laughter coming from the darkness.
That laughter.-
Sounded like the villainous boss of a TV drama, laughing and saying:
“Hide…you better hide faster!”
“Otherwise, I’ll hammer you to death!”
“Haha…Cai Kun, the people of your Asura Sect, is that all you’re capable of? You can’t even dodge a hammer?”
“Ah…”
“Spare my life!”
“Master Xu, please spare me… I was wrong, I shouldn’t have taken this mission to kill you!”
Amidst the laughter, there were also bursts of screams.
The three looked in the direction of the sound and saw a ghost in the field, like a mole, continually poking its head out, while Xu Yang held a hammer, “whack-a-mole” style.
Truth be told, a radius of ten meters isn’t small.
The Red Robe level’s fierce ghost wasn’t weak at all.
However…
In order to hit the “mole” quickly and accurately, Xu Yang even used the Movement Talisman!
The novice Land Flight Skill + Movement Talisman made Xu Yang’s feet seem like they were riding the wind and fire, even leaving afterimages.
Almost the instant the Red Robe fierce ghost showed its head, Xu Yang’s hammer would descend.
Of course.
Xu Yang restrained his power a little.
He even sometimes intentionally missed…otherwise, with just a few hits, the ghost would be gone. How would he farm virtue points then?
Witnessing this scene, Wang Lin, Bai Wei, and Luan Haiping all fell silent.
It took a long while for Wang Lin to ask hoarsely, “Master Luan, is that fierce ghost…an A-rated Red Robe level ghost?”
Luan Haiping had difficulty, but nodded his head.
“A-rated Red Robe…are they so weak?”
Wang Lin had some doubts about life…and furthermore, why did Master Xu seem so excited?
With his strength, he could easily kill that A-rated Red Robe ghost.
Luan Haiping sighed and said, “It’s not that A-rated Red Robe fierce ghosts are too weak, it’s just that Xu Yang is too strong… It seems that Supreme Sage Qingxu has chosen a good successor.”
Upon hearing the footsteps of the three, Xu Yang put away his hammer.
He reached out and grabbed at the air, and mist spread out, a sphere of water reappeared, quickly suppressing the “Red Robe fierce ghost” within the sphere. “The Five Elements Water Technique!”
Luan Haiping’s eyes flickered, and he said, “I never expected that Daoist Xu Yang, who has not yet entered the Dao, would be able to cultivate the Water Technique to this level… It seems that there should be no problem for him to comprehend the Unity of Heaven and Man and enter the Dao with the Water Technique in the future.”
“Master Luan is too kind, I have only practiced for a short while and have no clue about entering the Dao yet.”
Xu Yang modestly replied, then continued, “I was just bored, so I played a little game with this assassin friend from the Asura Sect… By the way, Wang Lin, is there anything you guys from the Supernatural Affairs Bureau want to learn from this assassin friend?”
“Master Xu, do you mean to hand this Red Robe over to our Spirits Management Bureau for handling?”
Wang Lin had a thought. The Spirits Management Bureau was not only a purely martial force organization, but also had established research departments for developing elixirs, new weapons, and so on. They also had some research on ghosts, demons, and zombies.
It was not difficult for the Spirits Management Bureau to obtain a living “Red Robe” with their foundation.
But the current one was different.
His corpse was right next to it, born directly from the corpse… This had high research value and might allow the Spirits Management Bureau to have a better understanding of the so-called secret arts of the “Asura Sect”.
“I am not asking you to handle it, just let you interrogate it for a while.”
Xu Yang still wanted to squeeze the last bit of “potential” out of this Red Robe, and said, “When you finished interrogating it, I will send it off.”
“Infinite Heavenly Venerate!”
Luan Haiping said, “Friend Xu Yang is infinitely compassionate.”
Xu Yang smiled awkwardly.
He thought…
Master Luan, you may have misunderstood.
The “sending it off” I mentioned may not be the same as the “sending it off” you imagined… This is a physical sending off.
Wang Lin proposed to take this Red Robe for “research” and could apply for a bonus for Xu Yang from the higher-ups. Xu Yang agreed to it since it was just a Red Robe, even if it was sent off, it would only increase by 500 merit points.
Handing it over to the Spirits Management Bureau could also contribute to society… Xu Yang was not doing it for the bonus.
“No!”
Cai Kun’s ghost became anxious: “Kill me… please kill me, I beg you, give me a quick death, you demons!”
“Ding!”
“The ghost is frightened, merit points +50.”
“Ding…”
Another series of system prompts sounded.
Wang Lin took out a silver container with intricate talisman patterns engraved on it.
“Can this thing capture ghosts?”
Xu Yang was skeptical as he stuffed Cai Kun’s ghost into the container. Wang Lin swiftly took out a silver lid and tightly sealed the container, then took out a Daoist talisman and attached it to the lid.
The ghost inside struggled frantically, causing the silver container to thump loudly, but it could not escape from the container.
Xu Yang curiously asked, “What is this thing?”
“This is the Demon Sealing Bottle, the latest research achievement of our Spirits Management Bureau. Yin spirits, malevolent beings, sealed within it, there’s no way for them to escape!” Wang Lin patted the silver container, looking proud.
“Good treasure!”
“Great treasure!”
Xu Yang’s eyes grew hot. With a few of these treasures, wouldn’t he be able to capture ghosts and be financially secure for a long time?
For example, after squeezing every last merit point out of a single Red Robe, the merit points that could be obtained would decrease gradually, and at that time, Xu Yang would have to reluctantly send it off!
But if he could seal it in the container and give it time to recover… wouldn’t it be able to be used for “brushing” again?
“Do you have more of these containers in your Bureau? Can you sell me some?”
“If Master Xu wants some, I can apply to the higher-ups for a few, but it might take a few days.”
Wang Lin stuffed the corpse on the ground into a body bag and put it in the trunk.
The group began to return to Wu City.
By the time Xu Yang returned to Wu City, the sky was already bright.
He opened the rolling door and walked into the funeral shop, only to find Yue Yuluo sitting angrily in a chair in front of the counter on the first floor.
Seeing that Liu Shishi and Yang Yin were not there, Xu Yang approached and touched Yue Yuluo’s head, smiling, “Madam, why are you sitting here alone?”
“Yue Yuluo” suddenly raised her head.
A fierce gleam flashed in her eyes as her hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Xu Yang’s wrist, and with a twist of her body, she executed a shoulder throw, angrily saying, “How dare you touch this emperor’s head?”
PS: My mother-in-law had a fever, there was no fever medicine at home, so I drove to deliver some in the afternoon. When I came back, it was already 8 pm… It’s a bit late, sorry!
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