Chapter 124: Spirit Body
Chapter 124: Spirit Body
“Who’s there?”
The woman, whose figure flickered in and out of view within the white mist, let out a startled cry, and the melodious yet sorrowful sound of the zither came to an abrupt halt.
The moment Mu Feng’s Spiritual Soul swept across the night sky, she felt a tremor in her heart and sensed an instinctual danger. Without time to carefully assess the situation, she swung her long sleeves forcefully. Instantly, a Yin Wind howled, and thick white mist surged toward Mu Feng with a whoosh.
“Bold evil creature! Instead of seeking rebirth as a human, you dare wreak havoc here. Die!”
Mu Feng shouted sharply and struck out with a palm. A fierce gust of wind blew the thick white mist away, revealing the figure of the female ghost in white. The abundant blood energy and surging Yang Energy within him caused the unprepared female ghost to pale in shock.
“Hahaha, a scholar?”
Initially terrified, the female ghost had intended to turn and flee. But after clearly seeing Mu Feng dressed in a scholar’s attire, her expression turned cold, and her murderous intent intensified.
In the next moment, she let out a harsh shriek. Her once beautiful face twisted, rapidly transforming into a fierce and malevolent ghost, and the nails on her hands grew sharply. Facing the fiercely advancing Mu Feng, she did not evade but instead lunged at him viciously. Her ghostly aura was sinister, and she seemed to have gone mad. With a hiss, she closed in on Mu Feng like a wisp of green smoke, tearing off half of his sleeve in an instant.
“Eh…”
Mu Feng exclaimed in surprise, never expecting this female ghost to be so swift and ferocious!
Ordinary lost souls and wild ghosts would either perish or have their Yin Energy greatly depleted when struck by his boiling blood energy, fleeing as far as possible. But this female ghost before him was exceptionally fierce!
“Actors are faithless, scholars are heartless! Hahaha, die!”
Disheveled and frenzied, the female ghost, after her successful strike, recklessly charged at Mu Feng again, risking severe injury from his surging Yang Energy or even total annihilation. It seemed as if she bore some deep, irreconcilable hatred toward Mu Feng!
“Seeking death!”
Mu Feng raised an eyebrow and let out a cold laugh as he watched the female ghost lunging toward him. He stood still, neither dodging nor evading. The moment her ghostly claws were about to strike his chest, a red light flashed around him, and a ferocious, blood-red armor quickly materialized. Instantly, the caught-off-guard female ghost struck the blood armor, which seethed with blood energy. Mu Feng only swayed slightly, but she let out a miserable scream as she was thrown far back, black smoke rising from her entire body.
The fearsome blood armor, condensed entirely from scorching, churning blood energy, contained the ultimate Yang and blood energy of a Great Blood-Refining Sorcerer. The unprepared female ghost had suffered a great loss, crashing headlong into an iron wall.
“What a vicious ghost! Go to hell!”
Before the sinister female ghost could even land on her feet, Mu Feng extended his right hand, and a blood-red spear appeared. With a whoosh, it shot forth, piercing through her chest with undeniable force and speed, directly shattering her form.
Woo…
Unexpectedly, after being severely wounded by both the blood armor and the blood spear, the sinister female ghost was not yet destroyed. She gradually reformed from the white mist and struggled to crawl toward the dense forest not far away, attempting to flee. Unfortunately, before she could get far, a strong gust of wind swept toward her from behind.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
Mu Feng stirred the Ancestral Sorcerer’s Essence Blood within him, and blood vines churning with blood energy burst forth from his body, entangling the severely wounded female ghost. The menacing blood vines, condensed from essence blood, caused the sinister female ghost to scream once more, black energy seeping from her body as her Yin Energy was drastically weakened. Her soul wavered, nearly on the verge of dispersing completely.
Death Entanglement!
As a Great Blood-Refining Sorcerer, whether it was the blood armor, the blood spear, or the sinister, vine-like blood vines, all were terrifying counters to the Yin-laden female ghost.
Yin and Yang oppose each other. If a lost soul or wild ghost possesses strong Yin Energy, it can extinguish the Yang Energy within a person, frightening them to death or invading their body to cut off their vitality. Conversely, if a person has vigorous blood energy and abundant Yang Energy, it can weaken the Yin Energy of lost souls and wild ghosts, even causing them to disperse completely!
The female ghost emerging from the ancient well was exceptionally fierce and possessed extraordinary cultivation. Even ordinary Mortal Realm experts would not dare to confront her lightly. Thus, although the old residence was covered in talismanic scripts, they had little effect on her. Unfortunately, this time she encountered Mu Feng, a Great Blood-Refining Sorcerer—her natural nemesis.
“He… Xuan… Gao… you heartless, faithless scholar, you’ve finally returned! Hahaha, were you afraid that even as a ghost I wouldn’t let you go, so you came back to exterminate me completely? Hahaha…”
Severely wounded and unable to break free from her bindings, the female ghost did not kneel and beg for mercy as one might expect. Instead, she let out a malevolent laugh, gnashing her teeth in rage. Perhaps due to her wavering soul and confused consciousness, she mistook Mu Feng for someone else.
He Xuangao?
Hearing her words, Mu Feng, who had been about to destroy her completely, felt a stir in his heart. He quickly recalled the composed and revered Scholar-Official at the Shangling Terrace, and the scene where he advocated for Mu Feng to be named the Jianning First Scholar. Without time to ponder further, upon hearing a rustling sound of footsteps approaching, he swiftly summoned the Eighteen Blood Witch Commands. With a hand seal, he captured the kneeling female ghost into one of the banners.
Though he hadn’t deliberately practiced the Spirit Cultivation Art obtained from the North Flow Twin Ghosts, many practical techniques were unforgettable. In the urgency of the moment, he naturally executed the secret art specifically designed for capturing ghosts and souls.
“Brother Mu Feng, you really are here!”
Summoning her courage, Jing Wushuang crossed a dark, gravel-strewn path and raced toward Mu Feng upon seeing him.
After waking up and finding Mu Feng gone, she had immediately felt a sinking dread, fearing something had happened. Hearing the commotion from this direction, she had gathered her nerves and come alone. Every step filled her with fear; she felt the surroundings were eerie, and at times, faint footsteps seemed to follow her, terrifying her. If not for her concern that Mu Feng might be in danger, nothing could have made her leave the room!
“Young… people… what… are you… doing?”
Before Mu Feng could comfort the frightened Jing Wushuang, a cold, emotionless voice came from the darkness. A pale-faced Old Woman emerged slowly, holding a small lantern. Her steps were light, almost soundless, her eyes vacant, and her face ghostly pale, making her appear especially eerie. This further startled the already terrified Jing Wushuang.
“Nothing much, just helped a female ghost pass on.”
Mu Feng spoke half-truthfully while watching the pale Old Woman.
“What?”
Hearing this, both the Old Woman and Jing Wushuang cried out in shock.
Jing Wushuang, already trembling with fear, clung tightly to Mu Feng. The approaching Old Woman’s right hand trembled, and the lantern she held fell to the ground. But the next moment, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Mu Feng with surprise, saying, “Young master, you… you really helped a female ghost pass on?”
“Mhm.”
Mu Feng nodded. As expected, this Old Woman had long known about the female ghost’s presence, which was why so many talismanic scripts were posted around the house. “Big eyes, long hair, delicate features—she didn’t look like a maid in life but more like a refined young lady from a respectable family.”
“Such a tragedy, such a tragedy!”
The Old Woman sighed. Hearing Mu Feng’s description, she knew it must be true—the restless female ghost had indeed been helped to move on. She pulled out a Protective Talisman from her clothing. “Today was the last day. That old monk from Puyang Mountain was right after all. Within three days, a noble person would pass by and help the female ghost in this old residence find peace. It was already so late today—I thought the old monk was lying, but it truly worked!”
“What old monk? Elder, what do you mean by ‘such a tragedy’?”
Mu Feng was somewhat surprised as he looked at the excited Old Woman.