Simultaneous Transmigration: The Re-merging of 99 Selves

Chapter 193 Killing Ghosts

Xiaoqing was taken aback upon hearing this, and turned to look at Nie Xiaoqian: "Sister?"

"No need to pretend." Nie Xiaoqian shook her head and looked at Zhao Yu. "Young master, our little tricks are no match for your skill."

Zhao Yu gracefully descended from the rope, stood with his hands behind his back in front of the two, and looked at Xiao Qing with a half-smile: "Continue, I haven't had enough yet."

Xiaoqing was both ashamed and angry, and could no longer hold back.

She screamed, a chilling wind arose around her, her hair flew wildly, her fingernails suddenly grew longer, gleaming with a cold, bluish-black light, and her whole person became sinister, no longer resembling a beautiful woman.

"You're asking for trouble! You're asking for it!"

Her claws formed hooks, radiating a chilling aura, as she lunged straight at Zhao Yu's face.

Zhao Yu shook his head.

This female ghost's moves were completely haphazard, relying entirely on a sinister aura. Fighting her would only make one's skills less effective.

He casually struck out with his palm, his powerful internal energy condensing into a palm wind that struck Xiaoqing squarely on the shoulder.

With a loud bang, Xiaoqing was struck as if by a heavy blow, flying backward and crashing into a pillar in the palace, spitting out a mouthful of black mist that exuded cold air.

"Are you a martial artist?"

Xiaoqing was both shocked and furious, then sneered, "So what if you're a martial artist! Ordinary martial arts can't hurt me!"

Her figure swayed and became semi-transparent, then floated and pounced again.

Ghosts are invisible, and ordinary fists, feet, and weapons cannot harm their souls.

But since Zhao Yu dared to turn against him, he naturally wouldn't have been completely unprepared.

His eyes narrowed, and several yellow talismans appeared at his fingertips.

With a flick of his wrist, the talisman flew out of his hand, transforming into several golden rays in the air, and accurately affixed to Xiaoqing's body.

"Ah!"

Xiaoqing screamed, her body instantly solidified, and wisps of white smoke rose from her body as if she were being scorched by flames.

She looked at Zhao Yu in horror and cried out, "A Taoist priest! You're a Taoist priest!"

But Zhao Yu knew that with his limited cultivation, he could only injure ghosts at most; to truly destroy this female ghost, he would need to go far.

original capital.

His expression remained unchanged as he traced a line across his index finger, from which a drop of blood oozed out.

Zhao Yu drew a talisman in mid-air, his fingertips flashing with blood-red light. A blood-red talisman was formed in an instant, and with a thought, it flew straight towards the small...

green.

As a martial artist, Zhao Yu's blood was already full of murderous energy. Coupled with his yang energy as a man, drawing talismans with blood was a deadly thing for the female ghost.

As the blood talisman entered her body, Xiaoqing trembled violently, and flames suddenly burst forth from her body.

The flames seemed weak, but no matter how much she rolled and pounded on them, she couldn't extinguish them.

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the side hall. In just a moment, Xiaoqing's figure gradually dissipated in the flames, turning into a wisp of green smoke and disappearing completely from the hall.

Silence returned to the hall.

Nie Xiaoqian had already knelt on the ground, her head bowed, her voice trembling slightly: "Young master is all-powerful, I admit defeat. Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you."

Zhao Yu looked at her but did not make a move immediately.

In her past life, Nie Xiaoqian, though controlled by a tree demon, was not inherently evil and had never intentionally harmed anyone.

He really couldn't bring himself to do it.

Zhao Yu spoke calmly, "Get up. Let me ask you, what brings the tree demon here with you two? As far as I know, aren't you female ghosts all the same person who harms people? Why are you acting strangely this time?"

Nie Xiaoqian raised her head, bit her lip, and replied truthfully, "Grandma noticed during the day that the girl who came with you, young master, has abundant spiritual energy and excellent physique. Grandma said—if we could also convert her into a ghost, it would be a great help."

"That's why I, the sister and I, were sent here. First, to absorb the young master's vital energy, and second, to seize the opportunity to make a move against that young lady."

A chill suddenly rose in Zhao Yu's eyes.

The tree demon dared to make a move on Lin Chaoying.

It's not a pity to die.

He suppressed his anger, looked at Nie Xiaoqian, and softened his tone: "I won't kill you. Go back and tell that tree demon that I've remembered this debt. It won't be long before I go to find it myself."

Nie Xiaoqian looked up abruptly, her eyes filled with astonishment.

She thought she was going to die, but she never expected to survive.

"Young Master—" she hurriedly reminded him, "Young Master, listen to me. Granny has cultivated for a thousand years, and no one in this Lanruo Temple can rival her. Although you possess great supernatural powers, you may not be her match. When it gets light, take the opportunity to leave! Granny cannot leave the Lanruo Temple territory. Once you leave this mountain forest, she will be powerless against you!"

Zhao Yu looked at her with some surprise: "You're so kind, you even know to persuade me to leave."

"I—I had no choice in this matter." Nie Xiaoqian's expression darkened, and she gave a bitter smile. "Young master is a good man; there's no need for you to throw your life away in vain. This is all I can say."

Zhao Yu waved his hand: "I wouldn't call myself a good person, but this tree demon's reign of terror is coming to an end. I've already discussed it with Daoist Yan, and we'll eliminate the tree demon soon. At that time, we'll naturally set you female ghosts who were controlled by it free."

Nie Xiaoqian shuddered, abruptly raising her head, her eyes filled with disbelief.

free----

Words she wouldn't even dare to think about.

"Young Master—"

"Go back," Zhao Yu interrupted her. "Tell the tree spirit to wait."

Nie Xiaoqian's lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything more.

She gave a deep bow and said softly, "Take care, young master."

After saying that, she transformed into a wisp of green smoke and drifted out through the window crack, disappearing into the night in an instant.

The side hall returned to silence.

Zhao Yu looked up at the deep night outside the palace, his eyes cold.

The Tree Demon Granny, with a thousand years of cultivation.

It seems that starting over after all this hard work needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

The next morning, the dawn light shone obliquely into the side hall through the broken window frames.

Zhao Yu pushed open the door and stretched on the stone steps.

The morning mist in the mountains had not yet dissipated, carrying the dampness of grass, trees, and soil. Taking a deep breath, it was refreshing and invigorating.

Last night, Xiaoqing was killed and Nie Xiaoqian was sent away. The tree demon suffered a hidden loss and became much quieter in the latter half of the night.

"Kid, you're sleeping soundly."

A rough voice came from the side. Yan Chixia, carrying a wine gourd, walked over from the direction of the main hall. His beard was still covered with morning dew, and it was unclear whether it was from wine.

He glanced towards the side hall, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Was there a female ghost last night? I heard quite a commotion. How come you let one go?"

"She's not inherently bad; she was coerced by the tree demon and had no choice in the matter," Zhao Yu smiled. "Keeping her alive will allow us to pass on a message to the tree demon."

"You're just too soft-hearted."

Yan Chixia shook his head and took a swig of wine: "Ghosts are masters of sweet talk, always targeting people's soft spots. Countless heroes have fallen for them, so don't be fooled. When it really comes down to it, they won't care about your feelings."

"Brother Yan, rest assured, I know what I'm doing. If someone truly harbored evil intentions, they wouldn't have been able to leave this palace last night."

Yan Chixia glanced at him and, seeing his resolute expression, stopped trying to persuade him.

He glanced around and asked, "Where's your wife? Why hasn't she been seen since this morning?"

Zhao Yu smiled but didn't reply, only saying, "I have my own secrets, Brother Yan, you don't need to pry into them."