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Chapter 137 Killing the Demon
Between the remaining part of the female ghost's head, her eyes immediately turned blood red.

It didn't waste any more words. Its remaining neck grew in the wind, reaching three or four feet in the blink of an eye, and then, like a meteor hammer, it slammed down at great speed.

Just as he was about to reach the body, Zhou You lightly touched the ground with his toes and flew backward.

The female ghost's head slammed heavily onto the ground, instantly shattering the already rotten stone floor into pieces and creating a horrific crater. Seeing that her attack had missed, the female ghost's head grew even larger and relentlessly entangled itself around her again.

—Judging from her appearance, it seemed that she would not give up until she was driven to the brink of death.

This time, Zhou You didn't retreat. Instead, he lightly tapped his sword and thrust out several times in the blink of an eye, sending the other side swinging in the opposite direction.

Unfortunately, after using his ability, the female ghost's head and neck became as hard as cowhide, and even with the power to sever evil, he couldn't cut it in two as easily as before.

However, even as he was locked in a fierce battle, Zhou You didn't forget to make sarcastic remarks amidst his dodging and weaving.

"Speaking of which, young lady, your appearance always reminds me of a two-headed ogre. Don't recognize it? Ah, that's alright, you must know Pingpeng, right? What? You don't recognize it either? You're so uncultured! Let me tell you, it's actually a kind of pig with two heads."

The words he used weren't particularly offensive, but combined with his faint smile and unusually irritating tone, they always made the female ghost feel a surge of anger, even to the point of being agitated.

Finally, it couldn't hold back any longer and cursed angrily.

"If you're going to fight, then fight! Why all the nonsense? Are you a chatterbox?"

Zhou You leaped onto a handrail, dodging a sweeping neck, and then laughed.

"Even if someone is a chatterbox, they're still better than you. You wear a red wedding dress every day—as the saying goes, people will show off what they lack. Are you so ugly that nobody wants you, that's why you're parading around like this?"

"I'm not unwanted!!!"

As if finally touching some painful spot, the female ghost let out a shriek—and at the same time, Lu Xiuyuan and the many bodyguards suddenly sensed something unusual.

—How come my perspective keeps getting higher and higher?

They looked down in astonishment and realized that their necks, like the female ghost's, were being gradually pulled up by an invisible force, like a pile of boneless clay.

However, the female ghost was no longer alive. Although she could freely stretch her neck, they were legitimate human beings. If that neck were truly stretched to its limit...
What will happen to me then?

Just as everyone in the escort agency was trembling with fear of the consequences, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Om".

It was inconspicuous at all, but it was especially clear amidst the female ghost's shriek.

In an instant, all the female ghost's movements stopped. Although it only lasted a few breaths, it was enough to break the effect.

Lu Xiuyuan then looked at his neck with trembling hands.

Fortunately, although it may have been a little too high, it has basically returned to its original position, and I don't have to worry about my cervical spine being torn.

Lu Ping, who was standing to the side, touched his neck and then said in a trembling voice.

"Uncle, am I still alive?"

"Still alive, still alive for now."

".temporary?"

Lu Xiuyuan immediately gave a wry smile.

—Yes, these days, if any of us old folks want to survive, it all depends on how well that old man on the other side fights.

Lu Xiuyuan sighed silently, but after saying that, amidst his unease, another idea suddenly came to him.

in case.

If I can survive this time.

This gentleman seems to be the kind of reclusive master described in storytelling; perhaps he will...
Leaving aside Lu Xiuyuan's thoughts for now, let's focus on the female ghost's side. — She's becoming increasingly terrified with each battle.

The opponent's swordsmanship was unpredictable and incredibly fast. Moreover, the sword itself was absurd; despite its unremarkable appearance, every time it struck, even a neck as strong as steel would be slashed open with a bloody wound.

Even more terrifying was that, as time went on, the wounds continued to throb with a needle-like pain—it felt as if something was constantly trying to drill into them. His ghostly body, which had been solidified for many years, was actually starting to crumble.

—Damn it, how could I have been compressed like this if I still had my other head!
Seeing that her wounds were multiplying while the beggar continued to run around like a monkey, showing no signs of fatigue, the female ghost finally decided to retreat.

It glared fiercely at Zhou You, then found an opening, suddenly shrank its head, and turned to run away!
The female ghost was a spirit that appeared in response to the torrential rain. This muddy ground, which might be an obstacle for others, was like flat ground to her.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between them had increased to tens of feet.

however.

Just when it thought it was about to escape, a flash of sword light suddenly accelerated!
In the blink of an eye, it appeared like a firefly across its neck.

—This guy hasn't even used his full strength yet since the beginning!

The female ghost immediately stopped moving.

Soon, a voice came from behind, still with that slightly mocking tone.

"Never mind, I just want to ask you one question."

“…You say.”

"Did you come for that keepsake?"

The female ghost was startled.

"What token?"

"No, it's okay."

Before the female ghost could even breathe a sigh of relief, Zhou You had already cleanly and efficiently turned his hand away.

"Then take care."

The longsword pierced straight upwards, and with a flick of the wrist, it shattered the ghost's body.

Watching the ghost disintegrate into a pool of black blood, Zhou You shook his head and put away the Demon-Slaying Blade.

No wonder he thought the female ghost was targeting him.

Since leaving that inn, he has encountered six or seven waves of assassins.

The worst among them were some mountain bandits and bandits, who, apart from having some martial arts skills, were still human and could be easily killed.

The slightly more formidable ones are the demons and ghosts, who possess some special abilities but have relatively simple methods, and are mostly lone wolves, which Zhou You can handle.

As for the most troublesome ones... they should be the groups of cultivators. They have all sorts of strange spells, most of which Zhou You has never even heard of. And these people don't seem to be demons. They can work together, know how to avoid the strong and attack the weak, and know how to dig pits and set ambushes.

As a result, Zhou You fought his way through the encirclement, killing so many enemies that he almost fully charged Duan Xie's energy. Only then did he manage to break through the encirclement and then travel on and off until he finally found a dilapidated temple where he could rest.

When the female ghost first appeared, he thought it was the lingering spirits of those assassins who had caught up with him again, and he felt quite sorry for the people in the escort agency—they were all implicated because of him—but he breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the female ghost had just happened to be passing by.

Fortunately, this way we can still have some time to rest.

Zhou You shook his head, just as he was about to go back to the temple for a nap, when suddenly a respectful voice called out to him.

"Master, um, I was blind and mistook you for a beggar. I'm truly sorry, please forgive me."

(End of this chapter)