Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 613 One-on-One Duel with the Ghost General - Looting Everything
Gao Dongxu looked at Wu Xie, who was also staggering and looking disheveled as he ran to his side, and laughed, "When the two of you go into a tomb together, it's hard not to remember the corpse."

"Ahem. This has nothing to do with me. It was Fatty who took the jade pendant from the Ghost General's chest, triggered the mechanism, and awakened the Ghost General." Wu Xie said to Fatty with annoyance.

"Where's the jade pendant?" Gao Dongxu asked.

"It's inside the tomb chamber," Fatty Wang said hastily.

"Wu Xie, go and find the jade pendant. I'll meet this ghost general—" Gao Dongxu untied his backpack, took out the Li Quan Divine Spear in his hand, and walked calmly toward the Silent Cavalry Commander who was dragging a long sword and walking step by step toward them.

At this moment, Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi, who had also hidden to the side, looked at Gao Dongxu, who was standing opposite the Ghost General, with curiosity and solemnity. The two couldn't help but recall Wu Xie and Fatty Wang's speculation about Young Master Gao.

The cold air in the tomb seemed to freeze, and the flickering torchlight cast distorted shadows on the blue brick walls. Gao Dongxu held his spear with both hands; the tip of the Liquan spear gleamed coldly in the firelight, and the tassel he had added later was as vivid as blood. He slightly bent his knees, the spear tip pointing diagonally at the ground, in the starting stance of the Yue Family Spear Technique, "Azure Dragon Emerging from the Water."

The ghost general opposite him was nearly two meters tall, his entire body covered in rusty black armor, with two eerie green phosphorescent flames flickering in his eye sockets beneath his golden ghost-faced helmet. He held a black iron horse-slaying saber that was more than two meters long in one hand, the blade wreathed in eerie black energy, its tip dragging on the ground, making a piercing sound as it scraped against the blue bricks.

Gao Dongxu focused all his attention on the Ghost General, sensing every subtle change in its movements. Suddenly, the phosphorescent light under the Ghost General's helmet flared up, and its heavy body charged forward like an arrow released from a bow, its long sword drawing a sharp arc from bottom to top.

"Well done!" Gao Dongxu shouted, advancing instead of retreating. His spear, Li Quan, moved like a silver dragon emerging from the sea, its tip precisely striking the blade seven inches from its tip. This move, the "Point Technique," was the essence of the Yue Family Spear Technique, emphasizing skill over strength. With a crisp "clang," the Ghost General's powerful strike was deflected, crashing heavily into a nearby stone pillar, sending shards of stone flying.

The ghost general seemed enraged, letting out a roar that was not human, and swung his longsword horizontally, bringing with it a stench. Gao Dongxu ducked low, blocking with the shaft of his spear, his "Iron Bolt" firmly catching the sweeping attack. The immense impact forced him back two steps, but he immediately changed his move, his spear tip striking like a venomous snake, aiming straight for the ghost general's throat.

"Clang!" The Ghost General parried with his sword hilt, barely blocking the fatal blow. Before the move could fully develop, Gao Dongxu flicked his spear, changing the thrust into a sweep. The spear tassel flashed like a blood-red rainbow, striking the side of the Ghost General's helmet. This seemingly light strike actually contained internal force, causing the Ghost General's head to tilt to one side, staggering backward.

"Beautiful!" Fatty Wang cheered, slapping his thigh. "That 'counterattack' move was brilliant!"

The ghost general steadied himself, his eyes, glowing with ghostly fire, fixed on Gao Dongxu, while the spear tip and the blade maintained a delicate standoff distance.

Suddenly, the Ghost General's swordplay changed, no longer a wide-ranging slash, but a set of unpredictable and bizarre sword techniques, the sword light like a waterfall, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion. Gao Dongxu frowned slightly, and his spear technique also changed accordingly, from the wide-ranging battlefield spear techniques to the small and exquisite "Six Harmonies Spear", the spear shadows like pear blossoms flying, intertwining with the sword light.

"Holy crap, is this ghost general really dead or just faking it—" Fatty Wang couldn't help but complain as he looked at the Silent Cavalry Commander with Gao Dongxu.

Meanwhile, Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi stood to the side with solemn expressions, their hearts filled with shock. They truly hadn't expected Gao Dongxu's martial prowess to be so strong.

Before the fat man could finish speaking, the Ghost General's blade, which seemed to be aimed at Gao Dongxu's left shoulder, suddenly changed direction, heading straight for his center. Gao Dongxu remained calm under pressure, raising his spear and executing a move called "Incense Stick Facing the Sky," narrowly blocking the fatal blow. But the Ghost General's attack wasn't over; the blade slid down the spear shaft, aiming to slice through Gao Dongxu's hands that were gripping the spear.

At the critical moment, Gao Dongxu suddenly released his grip on the spear, his body sliding like a fish to the left of the ghost general. At the same time, his right hand swiftly caught the falling Li Quan spear in mid-air, the spear's end whipping fiercely into the ghost general's ribs. This move, the "Spear-Discarding Stance," is a dangerous move in the Yue Family Spear Technique, emphasizing putting oneself in a life-or-death situation to survive.

The ghost general, wincing in pain, roared and wildly brandished his longsword, forcing Gao Dongxu to retreat repeatedly. Just then, Wu Xie's voice came from behind: "Young Master Gao, catch!"

A streak of blue light flashed through the air. Gao Dongxu glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and saw it was the dragon-shaped jade pendant he had taken from the inner chamber. He switched the spear to his left hand and caught the jade pendant steadily with his right. Almost simultaneously, he sprang up, his spear like a silver dragon emerging from the sea, thrusting straight at the ghost general's face.

The ghost general raised his sword to parry, but Gao Dongxu's spear stance suddenly shifted. The tip of his spear touched the blade, and Gao Dongxu used the momentum to leap into the air, flipping over the ghost general's head. The instant he landed, his left hand moved with lightning speed, precisely pressing the jade pendant into an inconspicuous groove on the ghost general's chest armor.

With a soft click, the jade pendant fit perfectly into the box. Gao Dongxu didn't linger in the fight; he pushed off the ground with both feet and flew backward like an arrow.

The ghost general's movements came to an abrupt halt, his raised longsword frozen in mid-air. He slowly lowered his head, the two phosphorescent lights beneath his demonic helmet gazing at the jade pendant on his chest, then turning to Gao Dongxu, who had already retreated three zhang away. In that instant, Gao Dongxu seemed to see a complex emotion in those two phosphorescent lights—anger, resentment, and perhaps a sense of relief.

"Back off!" Gao Dongxu shouted sharply, holding his spear horizontally in a defensive stance.

The next moment, the ghost general suddenly raised its head and let out a deafening howl. The sound was not like a human voice, but more like the wails of hundreds of vengeful spirits at the same time. The sound waves echoed in the tomb chamber as if they were real, making everyone's eardrums hurt, and they had to cover their ears. Fatty Wang staggered and fell to the ground, and Wu Xie, A Ning and the others were also forced to retreat.

Only Gao Dongxu stood firm like a rock, his spear held horizontally across his chest, the tassel dancing wildly in the roar. His robes fluttered and his hair flew, but his eyes remained fixed on the ghost general, wary of any possible surprise attack.

As the long howl reached its peak, eerie green specks of light began to seep from the gaps in the ghost general's armor. At first, there were only a few scattered points, but soon they became as dense as a swarm of fireflies. After these specks of light left the armor, they revealed their true form: filthy marrow worms emitting ghostly flames.

The swarm of insects hovered in the air, emitting a faint buzzing sound, and the eerie green flames illuminated the entire tomb chamber as if it were a ghostly realm. After circling a few times, they seemed to be summoned and flew together to a ventilation opening in the top of the tomb chamber, disappearing into the darkness.

As the last filthy marrow worm departed, the ghost general's long howl abruptly ceased. His towering figure swayed, and the black aura that had filled his armor rapidly dissipated. The phosphorescent flame within the ghost-faced helmet gradually died down, finally collapsing with a deafening roar, like a mountain crumbling, kicking up a cloud of dust. The tomb chamber fell silent for a moment, broken only by the rapid breathing of the others. Gao Dongxu finally let out a long sigh of relief and sheathed his Liquan Spear. Fine beads of sweat glistened on his forehead; the fierce battle that had just transpired, though seemingly effortless, had in fact been extremely taxing with every move.

There was no way around it; the commander of the Unspeakable Cavalry was too skilled with his swordsmanship. Every move was powerful and heavy, yet he made it seem effortless.

"Are you alright?" A Ning, Ru Xin, and Ru Qing quickly stepped forward and asked with concern.

Gao Dongxu shook his head and walked towards the fallen body of the Ghost General. The Ghost General had now reverted to an ordinary ancient corpse, though his armor and weapons still exuded an aura of antiquity. He crouched down and carefully removed the jade pendant from the Ghost General's chest.

"Is this the key to controlling the Filthy Bone Worms?" Ah Ning leaned closer, curiously examining the jade pendant.

“Yes.” Gao Dongxu nodded. “They were originally tomb keepers, but Wang Zanghai transformed them into ghost soldiers.”

Looking at the corpse of the Ghost General and hearing Gao Dongxu's words, Wu Xie suddenly realized what was happening. He inwardly cursed, "So, I've been tricked by that young master Gao again. It seems this commander was also a pitiful man forced into becoming a Ghost General."

Gao Dongxu turned to Wu Xie with a half-smile and said, "You've seen your third uncle?"

"Ah!" Wu Xie looked surprised, then immediately gave a wry smile and said, "As expected, nothing can be hidden from you, Young Master Gao—"

"Hehe, I'm just curious. The tomb passage your third uncle took leads directly to the main burial chamber. Fugui, Erpang, go in and see if Wu Sansheng is still there—" Gao Dongxu said with a smile.

“Yes—” Fugui and Erpang immediately responded and ran quickly toward the main tomb chamber.

Wu Xie looked at Gao Dongxu with a wry smile and said, "Young Master Gao, have I been under your surveillance the whole time?"

As Gao Dongxu laughed, he began to personally peel off the armor of the Silent Cavalry Commander under everyone's stunned gaze, saying, "You're not just under my surveillance; several groups of people are watching you."

"Huh?!" Wu Xie looked shocked, and his heart sank.

"Come on, lend a hand—" Gao Dongxu ignored Wu Xie's wild thoughts and spoke to A Ning with heartfelt sincerity.

The three women were somewhat helpless at Gao Dongxu's ruthless and thorough approach, but they still stepped forward to help him remove the armor from the commander of the Silent Cavalry.

After the demon-faced helmet was removed, the three women looked at the shriveled head and couldn't help but frown and say, "How ugly."

Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi watched in stunned silence. They were both experts in tomb raiding, but they would never actually try to strip the clothes off a zombie. Gao Dongxu's actions were truly astonishing to them.

"Well, another wasted effort..." Fatty Wang muttered with a wry smile.

Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi glanced at Wang Pangzi and remembered what Wu Xie had told him: wherever this tall young master went, he would leave nothing but barren land.

What followed showed them what it meant to scramble the land to the ground, leaving nothing behind.

When Fu Gui and Er Pang returned to report that they had not found Wu Sansheng, Gao Dongxu smiled meaningfully and then began to direct the group to collect the antiques from various dynasties on the walls surrounding the tomb.

He then personally went to the stone platform and pried off the gold plaques engraved with ancient tombs that were embedded around the platform.

Holding the gold medal from the Heavenly Palace on the Cloud Top, Gao Dongxu looked at the design on it and laughed, "It really has to be Wang Zanghai. He's certainly not short of money. Made of gold, this trip was definitely worthwhile..."

Wu Xie, Fatty Wang, Xie Yuchen, and Hei Xiazi couldn't help but twitch their lips.

Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi almost couldn't help but ask if Gao Dashao had received the true teachings of the Unloading Ridge Sect.

(End of this chapter)