This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

Chapter 69: This Daoist might have something wrong with his brain!

Translator: 549690339

With the explosive power of a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator, even an ordinary peachwood sword is enough to deter Yin spirits and ghostly beings!

Let alone a Thousand-year-old Thunderstruck Peachwood Sword, nurtured with the mystical power of a Divine Realm expert for many years?

Whoosh!

A sword slashed down.

The horrifying ghost, which had a body like rolling dark clouds, was split in half by the sword, even creating sparks.

This was the burning phenomenon caused by Yin energy when it encountered the peachwood sword infused with magical power.

A sharp, earsplitting scream was heard, and the voice was clearly filled with terror.

“Ding!”

“The horrifying ghost is scared, merit value +30, witchcraft +1.

In his mind, the system’s prompt resounded.

Some complicated knowledge about “witchcraft” flooded into Xu Yang’s mind.

As for the ghost that had been split in half, it turned into two streams of Yin energy that passed by both sides of Xu Yang’s body, then reassembled its Yin Body behind him.

Its eyes flickered with a strange blood-red light.

The body was not in the shape of a human but rather a cloud.

The way it looked at Xu Yang now contained a bit of wariness, and it huskily said, “Little Daoist, we have no grievances or grudges against each other. Why do you want to stop me?”

“The things you’ve done are against the will of both gods and humans. I can’t stand by and watch. Is that not allowed?”

Xu Yang sneered, and with a wave of his hand, he threw an Evil-warding Talisman at it!

In the field of “Daoist talismans,” Xu Yang was a complete newbie.

The talismans he produced had very little power and could only scare off some evil ghosts… but with the enhancement of the Supreme Purification Seal, the Evil-warding Talisman was powerful enough to hurt the terrifying ghost!

The Evil-warding Talisman flew out, transforming into a fireball and slamming towards the horrifying ghost.

The ghost quickly dodged, avoiding it.

It let out a sharp cry, its body shook, and with a bang, it exploded and vanished, leaving behind only a wisp of black smoke in its original location.

Xu Yang looked left and right, but he couldn’t see any trace of the horrifying ghost.

At this moment, Wang Lin suddenly called out from behind him, “Master Xu, be careful of your back!”

Unbeknownst to Xu Yang, the horrifying ghost had already approached him and had entered his shadow. As Wang Lin spoke, Xu Yang’s shadow wriggled, and from within, a hideous figure slowly stood up.

Xu Yang’s mouth curved up slightly, and he suddenly turned around. In his left hand, there was now a large iron hammer. The head of the hammer was wrapped in the Suppress Evil and Break Malevolent Energies Talisman left by his grandfather, and he slammed it towards the wriggling shadow.

Bang!

The hideous shadow was directly smashed to pieces by the hammer.

“Ding!”

“The horrifying ghost is scared, merit value +30, witchcraft +1.”

The ghost screamed in horror before showing itself once again.

Looking at the iron hammer in Xu Yang’s hands and its flickering, strangely blood-red eyes, disbelief colored its gaze.

It could never have imagined…

That a Daoist would forgo using a peachwood sword and use a hammer instead?

Most importantly, that common iron hammer had an extremely powerful Daoist talisman attached to it, which caused immense damage to it without even being activated… Moreover, there seemed to be something else on the hammerhead.

That was a mark left by Xu Yang after he splashed cinnabar ink onto the hammer with a brush.

He was catching ghosts.

He wasn’t pursuing efficiency.

If he simply pursued efficiency, a single Suppress Evil and Break Malevolent Energies Talisman would cause all ghosts below the level of Red Robe to vanish into ashes!

What he was after was scaring ghosts!

In the process of fighting and dealing with ghostly beings, how could he gain more merit points!

Xu Yang had researched this.

Peachwood swords are indeed very effective against Yin spirits and ghostly beings, and many of them fear this weapon… However, in terms of “scare factor,” it doesn’t seem as straightforward and brutal as a large iron hammer!

He even planned to find a way to turn this iron hammer into a “Daoist artifact.”

At the entrance.

Wang Lin and Bai Wei were also stunned.

An iron hammer?

This kind of weapon…

It was very rare, not to mention Daoists, even in the entire martial world, it seemed that no warriors were proficient in using hammers.

But did Xu Yang care?

Earning merit was what truly mattered!

With the peachwood sword in his right hand and the large iron hammer in his left, he laughed heartily and actively rushed towards the horrifying ghost.

After two confrontations, the fierce ghost had already experienced Xu Yang’s prowess and knew he was no match. How could he dare to fight?

Seeing Xu Yang approach with a sword in one hand and a hammer in the other, laughing, the fierce ghost couldn’t help but shiver.

“Is this Daoist crazy?”

Whoosh!

It didn’t get entangled any further, and soared into the sky, ready to escape.

“Ding!”

“The fierce ghost is frightened, merit points +30, sorcery +1.”

Xu Yang glanced up but didn’t pursue, instead sneering, “Run? You can run from a monk, but can you run from a temple?”

Having said that.

He looked around and started searching for a shovel in the courtyard.

Wang Lin and Bai Wei became anxious when they saw this, and shouted, “Quick, go to Shanshuigou Village… Maybe it’s not too late!”

“Both of you, calm down.”

Xu Yang just smiled, saying, “No matter how fast you are, can you be faster than a flying ghost?”

“Come!

“Wang Lin.”

He shoved the shovel into Wang Lin’s hands and pointed to the big locust tree in the middle of the yard, “Right here…dig.”

Wang Lin’s face was full of confusion.

“Why are you just standing there?”

Xu Yang shouted, “If you still want to save people, dig!”

Wang Lin picked up the shovel and started digging near the tree roots. As a martial artist, he was much stronger than ordinary people. He didn’t even need to step on the shovel, just exerting a bit of strength with both hands was enough to scoop a full shovelful of dirt.

In a short while, he had dug about 70-80 centimeters deep.

Clang!

Wang Lin threw the shovel aside. “Master Xu, there’s something underneath,” he exclaimed.

He leaned down by the hole and felt around, pulling out a wooden plank.

Underneath the plank was a small brick-lined cellar, inside of which was a black earthen jar.

The mouth of the jar was sealed with a piece of red cloth, wrapped with red thread.

Wang Lin only realized that it was not red thread but blood-stained rope after he picked up the jar. A swipe of his hand left a bright red blood mark on his palm.

“Master Xu, what’s this?”

Wang Lin asked with a puzzled expression as he wiped the blood mark from his palm with toilet paper.

Ignoring the question, Xu Yang looked into the distance and began counting, saying-

“10.”

“9.”

“8.”

“7…Here it comes!”

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

A gust of Yin wind blew, and the fierce ghost that had just left returned in the blink of an eye. It stopped five meters away from Xu Yang, staring at the unearthed jar, and screeched, “Impossible… Absolutely impossible!”

“This secret sorcery has long been lost. You can’t possibly find it… How can you find it?”

“Ding!”

“The fierce ghost is frightened, merit points +30, sorcery +1.”

With a prompt from the system, Xu Yang smiled and took the jar from Wang Lin. He raised it high, pretending to smash it on the ground…

No!”

The fierce ghost screamed in agony.

“Ding!”

“The fierce ghost is frightened, merit points +30, sorcery +1.

“Ding…”

Consecutive system prompts echoed.

Xu Yang’s eyes brightened, and he decided not to smash the jar. Instead, he tossed it between his left and right hands like a ball while laughing, “Just a bit of evil sorcery that plots against people’s lives, and you dare call it witchcraft?”

“If I’m not mistaken, you’re Mrs. Zhang, aren’t you?”

“Or perhaps…you are the Yin spirit created by Mrs. Zhang using her own blood, collecting resentments and negative energies from various animals, and employing evil sorcery and witchcraft. You possess all of Mrs. Zhang’s memories… Do you want to achieve longevity or even immortality through this approach?”

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