"Young Master, this is a ruin. There are countless graves and bones in the ruins. Dong Xiaoyu was formed from resentment and relied on devouring many spirits to cultivate. She is very vicious and difficult to deal with.”
The other ghost in white flew over, his eyes filled with fear.
"I heard that a spirit messenger from the Spiritual Realm came to capture her, but the spirit messenger was severely injured by her.”
"I also heard that Dong Xiaoyu seems to be acquainted with the disciples here. In short, Dong Xiaoyu is someone we low-level spirits can't afford to offend.”
"Young Master, you've also arrived. Can you let us leave? I'm afraid that Dong Xiaoyu will devour us."
The other three white-robed spirits chattered and looked at Ye Fan with pleading expressions.
"You guys can go!" Ye Fan waved his hand, not wanting to harm these low-level spirits.
"Thank you, Young Master!"
"Young Master is merciful!"
The five low-level spirits floated away. One of them turned around and kindly reminded,""Young Master, Dong Xiaoyu is extremely powerful. You should be careful. If you can't do anything, it's best to run away.”
Ye Fan was a little surprised. He really wanted them to leave quickly, but suddenly, a system notification sounded in his mind.
Ding! [Side mission released: Host helped five low-level spirits enter the spirit world. Reward: 50 merit points]
Ding! [Side mission released. Host saves Qiu Sheng and edifies Dong Xiaoyu. Reward: 100 Merit Points. One random draw.]
"Wait for me at the previous place. After I deal with Dong Xiaoyu, I'll help you enter the Spiritual Realm.”Ye Fan hurriedly said to the few white-robed spirits.
" Thank you, Young Master." The spirits in white were overjoyed." We will wait for your return."”
As soon as he finished speaking, the five white-robed phantoms disappeared.
At this moment, the illusory mansion was decorated with lanterns and streamers. It was very festive.
Qiu Sheng was drunk inside. His face was drunk and happy. Looking at the delicious food in front of him, he kept stuffing food into his mouth. With a beautiful woman in his arms, he kept pouring wine into his mouth. He was so happy that he forgot about Ninth Uncle.
"Qiusheng, am I beautiful?" the white-robed woman said charmingly.
Qiu Sheng was infatuated." Beautiful, really beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy!" he mumbled.”
"Really?" the woman in white asked again.
"Of course it's true. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.”Qiu Sheng vowed.
At the same time, he tightened his arms and hugged the woman in white tightly, afraid that she would run away.
The woman in white was Dong Xiaoyu, the vengeful spirit. She moved closer to Qiu Sheng and inhaled gently, swallowing a wisp of Qiu Sheng's Yang Qi.
However, Qiu Sheng was treated much better than the other men. His Yang Qi was not sucked dry by Dong Xiaoyu.
Dong Xiaoyu found that she seemed to have a good impression of Qiu Sheng, and she was reluctant to kill him so soon.
"Qiusheng, come and accompany me every night, okay? I feel so lonely living here alone.”Dong Xiaoyu's face was full of coquettishness as she shook Qiu Sheng's arm coquettishly.
Qiu Sheng was more than happy to do so. With a pig-like face, he hurriedly nodded."How can a beautiful woman stay alone in an empty room and drink alone in front of the moon on such a beautiful day! I'll definitely come to accompany you on time every day."
"That's good." Dong Xiaoyu smiled like a flower and suddenly said,""However, you can't tell anyone about this!”
"Mm, don't worry. I won't tell Master and Senior Brother about this.”Qiu Sheng patted his chest and promised.
"Yes, let me pour some wine for Young Master!" Dong Xiaoyu smiled again.
Ye Fan stood outside the door and took in everything in the mansion.
"Qiusheng, this brat, is really lustful and bewitched by vengeful spirits.”Ye Fan muttered speechlessly.
He slowly walked into the mansion, each step heavier than the last. His blood essence instantly erupted, and his Yang qi instantly burned.
"Qiusheng! Wake up!"
Ye Fan used the Nine Suns True Qi to strengthen himself and shouted.
Dong Xiaoyu's entire body trembled, and the countless low-level spirits in the mansion also turned to look in the direction of the voice.
"Who are you?" Dong Xiaoyu was shocked. She didn't expect that someone would come here. Since she didn't notice it, she asked with a gloomy face.
"Haha, so it's Mr. Ye. Since you're already here, come in and have a drink.”Qiu Sheng looked at the figure with his drunken eyes and invited him.
Seeing that Qiu Sheng knew who this person was, Dong Xiaoyu revealed a charming smile and looked at Ye Fan. This person had hidden his blood essence and did not fully release it. Dong Xiaoyu could feel that Ye Fan was extraordinary.
"Since he's your friend, let him in for a drink.”Dong Xiaoyu encouraged Qiu Sheng.
Qiu Sheng staggered to his feet and invited Ye Fan,"Mr. Ye, Brother Ye, this is my…mm, my friend Dong Xiaoyu. Let me introduce you.”
Ye Fan rolled his eyes. It was not worth it for Ninth Uncle. Such a disciple really embarrassed the Mao Mountain ancestor.
"Qiusheng, you are a disciple of Mao Mountain, the disciple of the great Master Lin, but you are still unaware that you have been bewitched by a spirit. Ninth Uncle is in danger, but you are here with a vengeful spirit.”
Ye Fan's face was stern as he shouted angrily.
Vengeful spirits?
Qiu Sheng sobered up a lot, but he was still a little confused. He said unhappily,""Mr. Ye, are you mistaken? How could Xiao Yu be a vengeful spirit? If you continue to pester me and slander my friend, I'm going to be angry.”
Dong Xiaoyu walked in front of Qiu Sheng and looked at Ye Fan with a smile. She said softly,"Young Master Ye, I'm afraid you've misunderstood. I'm the eldest daughter of the Dong family. How can I be a vengeful spirit?”
"A glib tongue!" Ye Fan did not want to get entangled with the other party. He released his blood essence completely and circulated the Nine Suns True Qi.
"Weng Long!"
He took a step forward and punched out of thin air, sweeping away the resentful aura.
The blood essence in his body was stimulated to the extreme, rippling like water.
The Nine Suns True Qi burned like a furnace, and the Yang Qi in his body was also ignited. He was like a burning man, and the golden-red light illuminated the mansion.
"Zi la!"
"Ah…"
The low-level spirits present were all burned and hurriedly dodged.
Dong Xiaoyu was also knocked back more than ten meters. Such powerful blood essence and Yang Fire made her body emit white smoke.
"You want to confuse me with a mere fantasy?”
Ye Fan shouted coldly. With a tearing sound, he punched out. His blood qi soared into the sky and tore through the air.
In the blink of an eye, the mansion condensed by the illusion began to distort, and the surroundings became unreal.
As Ye Fan performed his martial arts, the illusion shattered like a mirror under the rippling of blood and qi like a river. White smoke rolled and disappeared with the wind.
The brightly lit mansion disappeared without a trace and was replaced by a dark mountain.
There was no delicacy in front of Qiu Sheng, only the disgusting thing wriggling inside the worm.
" This…Is this really a fantasy?"
It was in ruins, desolate and miserable, and there were countless wild mountains and graves overgrown with weeds.
Qiu Sheng's hair stood on end, and cold sweat ran down his back. A chill rose from the soles of his feet, and his legs went weak. He stumbled a few steps back and sat on the ground.
"It's all just a fantasy. You took it seriously!”
Ye Fan didn't give Qiu Sheng a good look and said with disdain,"Do you think you're a handsome and elegant scholar or a young master who's more handsome than Pan An? Why should a lady from a noble family invite you to drink?”
Qiu Sheng opened his mouth but was speechless.
He smiled awkwardly and really wanted to say,""Old Tie, this hurts!"
Of course, he had to know that.
Now, he could only feel bitter and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Ignoring Qiu Sheng, Ye Fan stared at Dong Xiaoyu. His blood essence had not been restrained yet.
Dong Xiaoyu was not weak. This was a vengeful spirit with decades of cultivation. He had to treat her seriously.
Dong Xiaoyu shouted angrily and turned into a white-robed vengeful spirit. Her beautiful face was now a mess, and maggots were squirming on her face, making her look extremely terrifying.
"Brat, you're courting death. How dare you ruin my plans?”Dong Xiaoyu's eyes were spitting fire as she waved her hand and said,""Kill him!"
Although the few low-level spirits were afraid of Ye Fan, they were even more afraid of Dong Xiaoyu. They cowered and pounced towards Ye Fan.
Looking at these low-level spirits, Ye Fan sneered: "There's a path to heaven, but you don't want to take it. There's no door to hell, but you want to barge in. The merciful me can only grant you your wish.”
"Weng Long!"
His blood and Qi vibrated, and with a few ripping sounds, he threw out a few punches, causing a series of loud bangs to ring out in the air.
Ye Fan's fist suppressed the spirit, and his blood qi swept through the yin qi. The ground continued to tear apart, and his vast blood qi erupted like the sun. It was not weaker than the Dao techniques of cultivators.
Ding! The host has killed a low-level spirit. Merit points 3
Ding! The host has killed a low-level spirit. Merit points 3
In just an instant, all the low-level spirits within 20 meters of Ye Fan turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated into the world.
In a short period of time, he had killed 15 low-level spirits and obtained 45 merit points.
Ye Fan sighed secretly in his heart. If not for the fact that time waited for no man, he would have planned to play cat and mouse with these spirits!
Attacking a low-level spirit once would grant one merit point, but killing a low-level spirit would grant three merit points.
No matter how he looked at it, he would be at a disadvantage if he directly killed the low-level spirits. He would not be able to fight them for a long time.
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