The fundamental essence of a ghost and a paper effigy was something Fan Wu could see through at a glance.
In his eyes, their attributes were a notch weaker than the Green-faced Water Ghost he had encountered before.
Fan Wu remembered that the Green-faced Water Ghost's Life attribute was a full 234 points.
And its Power was an astonishing 5 points.
By comparison...
The White-Clothed Resentful Ghost and the giant paper effigy.
They were just a bit lacking.
However...
"They're only slightly inferior to the Green-faced Water Ghost, but they're still stronger than Yang Yizi and that foul-mouthed abbot. Even if those two had two assistants each to back them up, I'm afraid they wouldn't stand a chance,"
Reality is not a game, and even if it were, defeating higher-level monsters would still be as difficult as scaling the heavens!
This meant that tonight... I might not be able to coast by without lifting a finger.
There's no helping it, the six teammates I teamed up with on the fly seem to be somewhat unreliable.
Just as this thought had settled, Fan Wu caught sight of a figure flying toward him.
The somewhat portly figure... if not the Abbot of Jinlong Temple, then who?
Bam!!!
A few steps away from Fan Wu, the Abbot of Jinlong Temple slammed hard onto the ground, shattering several of the bluestone slabs on the surface.
Fan Wu even thought he heard the sound of bones cracking.
"Puh-cough-cough! That ghost has some serious strength... Dammit, I was too careless, I can't beat it. Cough hiss! It really goddamn hurts, I'm not going to die here tonight, am I?"
Struggling to his feet, the abbot's robes were torn, and the corner of his mouth was smeared with blood, making him look particularly disheveled.
Elsewhere, Yang Yizi was also frantically dealing with the giant paper effigy's attacks.
That giant paper effigy could actually split into numerous smaller paper effigies.
And the smaller paper effigies that it split into were also quite strong.
Yang Yizi seemed to be very wary of those little paper effigies.
He did not want those paper effigies to touch him.
Yang Yizi tossed out one talisman after another, with a rapid chant coming from his mouth.
But the consequence of using so many talismans was the enormous consumption of mana.
Fan Wu could see Yang Yizi's complexion growing increasingly pale.
The old Taoist Priest's hand holding the Peach Wood Sword...
Was trembling.
By comparing the attribute information of both sides, Fan Wu could guess that Yang Yizi and the Abbot of Jinlong Temple might not be a match for the Resentful Ghost and the paper effigy...
But weren't they losing ground too quickly?
Yang Yizi was still struggling to hold on, while the Abbot of Jinlong Temple was already having a hard time as he had just stood up when the White-Clothed Resentful Ghost attacked again, seemingly determined to put him to death.
"Sigh..."
Fan Wu stood up.
The Northern Black Chariot Gunky Horn Demon-Slaying Heroic Sword in his hand was drawn from its sheath in the moment he rose!
The sharp, cold light on the blade was incredibly dazzling, and a powerful killing aura began to spread outwards.
With one step forward, in just a few strides, he arrived in front of the Abbot of Jinlong Temple, his Demon-slaying Sword slashing down!
The blade nearly grazed the monk's bare scalp.
Then only a "slash" sound was heard.
A strip of white cloth was cut off and fell to the ground.
"Daoist Priest Fan?" The Abbot of Jinlong Temple swallowed hard, touching his bald head with a sense of residual fear.
He was afraid that when he touched his forehead, he might find it missing.
Thankfully...
Daoist Priest Fan had a steady hand.
Otherwise, he might not have died by the hands of the Resentful Ghost, but rather under the sword of Daoist Priest Fan prematurely.
That would've been incredibly unjust!
However, Fan Wu's tall and upright silhouette also gave him a tremendous sense of security. The disciple of the Heavenly Master had finally taken action!
Darn it!
It's because I'm too weak!
Unable to deal with a White-Clothed Resentful Ghost like this, and even requiring Daoist Priest Fan to come to my rescue.
The Abbot of Jinlong Temple felt rather embarrassed.
He was quite ashamed.
However, on second thought, why are the exorcism techniques of Daoist Priest Fan Wu different from Daoist Priest Yang Yizi?
Daoist Priest Yang Yizi prepares various magic artifacts and talismans while constantly chanting spells; it is evident that he is an experienced and resourceful Taoist.
Daoist Priest Fan's style seems at odds with that of Daoist Priest Yang Yizi; he doesn't employ any talismans or arrange any magic circles.
The sword in his hand is not a Peach Wood Sword, but one that clearly could kill a person.
...
What the Abbot of Jinlong Temple is thinking, Fan Wu is not interested.
His eyes are only on that White-Clothed Resentful Ghost.
[The Resentful Ghost transformed from a deceased Oiran—Life: 144—Power: 4.8—Skills: Sleeve Dance, Illusion Technique]
After its scuffle with the Abbot of Jinlong Temple, the White-Clothed Resentful Ghost was not without injuries.
The Life attribute decreased from 173 to 144, indicating the Abbot of Jinlong Temple was indeed somewhat useful.
Well.
Useful.
But not much.
"Just like the Green-faced Water Ghost last night, it seems to have no rationale to speak of…," Fan Wu was just about to step forward as he observed the White-Clothed Resentful Ghost's pale and ghastly face, filled with intense resentment.
But at that moment, his mind suddenly blanked.
The very next instant!
The White-Clothed Resentful Ghost not far ahead let out a piercing scream and lunged at him, its sleeves striking out like venomous snakes!
By the time Fan Wu regained his senses, the two sleeves were already upon him, about to hit their mark.
Illusion!
Fan Wu immediately knew he had been ensnared, but his expression did not change in the slightest, nor was there any trace of panic in his eyes; his thoughts were exceptionally clear.
He swiftly sidestepped, dodging a sleeve that was aiming for him.
One hand reached into his robe, and the other swung the sword in a backhanded strike.
A sword slashed out.
The other sleeve that was attacking him collided with the Demon-slaying Sword!
The Demon-slaying Sword was, after all, the weapon of the True Martial Great Emperor.
Even if it was only the weapon of a statue, it was not something a mere fierce ghost could contend with.
The sleeve was easily severed by the Demon-slaying Sword!
But the White-Clothed Resentful Ghost was already upon him!
The hand that Fan Wu had slipped into his robe at that crucial moment suddenly lashed out!
A cloud of incense ash rose, catching the lunging White-Clothed Resentful Ghost by surprise.
The ash fell on the White-Clothed Resentful Ghost, immediately igniting a large swathe of crimson flames.
The White-Clothed Resentful Ghost's face and body were touched by the incense ash, and thick smoke billowed from it.
It emitted a 'sizzling' corrosion sound.
Its lunging motion abruptly halted.
Just two steps away from Fan Wu, it plummeted toward the ground.
On that face too horrifying to look directly at, an unbearable agony emerged, and a piercing shriek assaulted the eardrums: "Hisssssss!!!"
Strike when the enemy is sick!
Take its life!
How could Fan Wu miss such an excellent opportunity?
To the White-Clothed Resentful Ghost that had fallen to the ground, he delivered a decisive sword strike straight to the head!
The Demon-slaying Sword easily severed its arms, and a more terrifying wave of extreme pain swept over the entire body of the White-Clothed Resentful Ghost.
Its anguished screams grew even more heart-rending.
It made Daoist Priest Yang Yizi, who was nearby struggling against a giant paper effigy, involuntarily take a moment to glance over.
Upon seeing the scene, Daoist Priest Yang Yizi was dumbfounded!
He watched as Fan Wu, like a butcher slaughtering livestock, wielded a large sword that greatly resembled the "Northern Black Chariot Gunky Horn Demon-Slaying Heroic Sword."
One sword strike after another descended.
He "dissected" a fearsome White-Clothed Resentful Ghost while it was still "alive"…
Observing the proficient movements, Daoist Priest Yang Yizi couldn't help but seriously wonder if Brother Fan had ever dissected the bodies of living people.
"Hisss!!!"
Daoist Priest Yang Yizi inhaled sharply!
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