One divination a day, a trainee celestial master

After running for half an hour, desperately.

Having finally lost the last bit of true energy to sustain him, Jiang Shou's physical strength was on the verge of collapse.

He had seven or eight horrific wounds of varying depths on his body, and the excessive blood loss made him feel chills. With each deep breath, it felt as if a broken bellows was being torn apart from his lungs, causing excruciating, burning pain.

Jiang Shou's vision was beginning to blur due to lack of oxygen and exhaustion, and he was seeing stars.

Just as he felt his legs were completely numb and he was only moving forward by mechanical inertia.

Stumbling and staggering, not far ahead, the familiar hexagonal pavilion on the hillside appeared faintly in the night.

The bluestone steps leading to Shouyi Temple finally came into view in the blurry vision!

"We're here...almost there..."

Jiang Shou bit his blood-stained lips tightly, a fierce will to survive blazing in his eyes. He desperately tried to squeeze out even the last bit of power from his dantian.

However, the pale golden [Dao Seed] in his dantian, which was originally radiating vitality and slowly rotating, had long since dimmed and lost its luster. The true essence generated by its slow rotation had not even had a chance to reach the bud before it was burned up by itself.

When his feet slammed heavily onto the hard mountain path outside the pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Without the support of true energy, his legs suddenly went limp.

"thump."

Jiang Shou could no longer support his broken body and fell heavily onto the cold bluestone mountain road.

The violent impact made him groan, and his hands and feet felt as heavy as if they were filled with hundreds of pounds of lead. At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to lift a single finger.

My vision was blurred by sweat and blood.

"call……"

Just then, a chilling wind, so cold it seemed to freeze the soul, silently stopped above his head.

A striking bright red wedding gown fluttering in the wind obscured the already faint moonlight above his head.

"Am I... going to die here...?"

Jiang Shou's vision was blurry as he sensed the approaching red figure, and a bitter smile rose in his heart.

Old man, the cheat code you left behind is a trap for your grandson...

……

On the cold bluestone slab, Jiang Shou felt as if all the bones in his body were falling apart.

The female ghost in her bright red wedding dress hovered silently above him. Her blood-red, dazzling skirt completely obscured the already faint light of the waning moon above her.

She slowly lowered her head, her eerily beautiful face revealing endless coldness and cruelty.

Those pupil-less eyes stared silently at the prey on the ground, which looked like a lamb to the slaughter.

For a fleeting moment, a faint struggle flickered in the female ghost's eyes. In her mind, filled with resentment, a last shred of clarity remained.

She remembered that it was this young Taoist priest in front of her who had interrupted the demonic Taoist's formation in the basement. If it weren't for him, she probably would have long since become a puppet of the Yin embryo, at the mercy of others.

But this person just used that pure yang talisman to injure her soul and prevent her from taking revenge, and this hatred is hard to quell.

"You have saved me from breaking the formation, but you have injured my soul. Therefore, I will not absorb your essence and soul, but will only take your life so that you can have a complete corpse and go to the underworld to be reborn."

"The score is settled."

This was the most "fair" judgment she, as a newly born vengeful ghost, gave with her last shred of instinct.

"Tick-tock..."

A drop of icy, blood-tinged Yin energy dripped from the female ghost's skirt and landed on Jiang Shou's cheek, chilling him to the bone.

She slowly raised her right hand, extending that sharp, knife-like ghostly hand, aiming it at Jiang Shou's heart.

"Is it going to end...?"

Jiang Shou's vision was blurred as he watched the deadly ghostly claw approaching ever closer. In this final moment of life and death, no fleeting glimpses of his life flashed through his mind, nor did he harbor any grand ambitions for cultivating immortality.

His lips twitched helplessly, and the last thought that popped into his mind was:

"I was too hasty... I haven't even spent the 1.8 million in my account yet. If I had known I would die here today, I should have gone to Romantic Red Feet in the south of the city first and ordered the 888 Supreme VIP full package to have some fun... What a huge loss."

Ten centimeters.

Five centimeters.

Just as that black ghost claw, radiating a terrifying aura of death, was less than two inches from Jiang Shou's chest and was about to pierce his heart without any doubt!

A sudden change has occurred!

"boom!!!"

A terrifying roar, indescribable and seemingly from the ancient wilderness, suddenly rose into the sky from behind Jiang Shou, from the seemingly dilapidated gate of Shouyi Temple!

With this roar, an extremely violent, domineering, and even terrifying demonic aura, carrying a kind of supreme pressure, erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years, instantly sweeping across the entire mountainside of Cuiwei Mountain!

Followed by.

In Jiang Shou's vision, which was already somewhat blurred due to excessive blood loss, a shocking scene appeared that he would never forget.

A huge, furry, truck-like beast claw suddenly appeared above the head of the ghost in the wedding dress!

This giant claw seemed to appear out of thin air, its surface wreathed in a strange flame that was extremely domineering and scorching, a blend of orange and blue! Jiang Shou could sense that the blue flame was an extremely pure aura of the Supreme Guardian One True Essence!

The giant claw tore through the dark night, accompanied by a sharp and incomparable sound that seemed to shatter space itself, and slammed down with an extremely violent and savage manner!

Jiang Shou was in front of him.

The once arrogant and domineering female ghost in her wedding dress, who was about to pierce Jiang Shou's heart, suddenly showed a trace of extreme terror in her lifeless, pale eyes the moment she felt this terrifying pressure!

This is an absolute bloodline suppression of a top-tier demon by a low-level yin spirit originating from the depths of the soul!

"Ah~ Uh!!!"

The female ghost let out a shrill, ear-piercing scream. She abruptly withdrew her hand that was stabbing at Jiang Shou, unable to even think of escaping. She could only gather all the Yin energy around her in front of her without reservation, trying to resist the destructive giant claw that was falling from the sky.

however.

"Bang! Pfft!"

There was no suspense whatsoever. It was like a strong man slapping away an annoying fly.

That ferocious red-clothed ghost, whose power was so overwhelming that even fully armed special police and evil cultivators from the Ten Thousand Mountains were helpless, couldn't even hold back for half a second in front of this furry, fiery giant claw!

"Wow!"

The red-clad female ghost, like a rag doll struck head-on by a high-speed train, tilted her head back and spat out a mouthful of black, chilling ghost blood.

Her entire body was sent flying dozens of meters away by this claw! Like a red meteor, she crashed heavily into the dark forest in the distance, breaking several thick trees before finally coming to a stop.

The severely injured female ghost's bright red wedding dress had become dull and lifeless, and her spirit was so weak that it seemed as if it might be blown away by the wind at any moment.

She dared not linger for even a moment, not even having the courage to look back at the owner of the giant claw. She transformed into a streak of blood and fled like a madwoman into the deep forests of Cuiwei Mountain.

"This...this is..."

Jiang Shou, lying on the bluestone slab, was completely unable to think straight.

He felt his eyelids growing heavier and heavier. In his vision, the terrifying giant claw, after swatting away the female ghost like a fly, did not continue its pursuit. Instead, it quickly transformed into specks of orange light and dissipated into the cold air.

"We're saved..."

Once the nerves that had been stretched to the limit relaxed, endless fatigue and excruciating pain instantly overwhelmed Jiang Shou's consciousness.

Then, in a hazy and dizzying state,

Jiang Shou felt his exhausted body, covered in wounds, being lifted up by a pair of warm, gentle hands.

Immediately afterwards, he felt himself being placed on someone's back.

It was a soft body with a breathtakingly voluptuous curve.

A faint, girlish scent, seemingly carrying sunshine and some exotic floral fragrance, enveloped him.

Jiang Shou's cheek rested limply on the girl's shoulder, just a second before he completely lost consciousness.

With his hazy eyes, he vaguely saw a bright orange ancient-style dress and a few strands of soft hair that drifted onto his face in the wind.

I could almost hear a haughty, disdainful murmur in my ear:

"idiot……"

Jiang Shou's mind stirred slightly, filled with shock and doubt, before he was completely plunged into the deep darkness.