Uncle Nine: You were supposed to drive corpses, so you summoned the Monkey King!

Click.

The sound of bones breaking rang out.

Lin Chen crushed the bones of the red-haired demon's proud arms, which even the Crimson Flame Copper Greatsword couldn't cut.

Scales shattered, and black blood splattered.

Red-haired demon let out a shrill scream, his knees buckled, and he knelt heavily on the ground.

Lin Chen loosened his grip on its wrists and held the red-haired demon's head with both hands.

The countdown has fifty seconds left.

Lin Chen raised his right knee and slammed it hard into the face of the red-haired demon.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Three heavy blows in succession.

Red Hair's sharp teeth were all smashed, his nasal bone was dented, and his entire face became a bloody mess.

The enormous impact shook its half-grown wings back into place.

Master Simu clutched his chest as he got up from the ground, his eyes twitching as he looked at the red-haired demon being brutally beaten by Lin Chen.

"What kind of deity did this kid hire? This fighting style is too wild."

Zhuge Kongping rubbed his sore bottom and moved closer to Master Simu.

"Brother Four Eyes, you made a good choice in taking this disciple. With his physical strength, let alone a flying yaksha, even a true dragon would have to take two big slaps."

Thirty seconds left on the countdown.

Although the red-haired demon was completely powerless to fight back, its vitality was extremely strong. The extreme yin energy within its body was still frantically repairing its damaged bones and scales.

Lin Chen stopped attacking.

He grabbed the red-haired demon by the neck with one hand and lifted it off the ground.

Red Hair Thug struggled desperately with his feet dangling in the air, his broken arms flailing weakly.

Lin Chen turned to look at Daoist Simu.

"Master, may I borrow your sword?"

Master Four Eyes understood, grabbed the Crimson Flame Bronze Greatsword from the ground with one hand, and hurled it forcefully at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen reached out and caught the sword hilt.

Divine power surged into the Crimson Flame Bronze Greatsword along his arm.

The dark red patterns on the sword instantly turned into a dazzling bright gold, and the temperature of the Yang Fire soared.

The countdown has 15 seconds left.

Lin Chen gripped the sword with both hands, aiming it at the chest of the red-haired demon, which had just been corroded by the cinnabar water.

"Penetrating force, enhanced with divine power."

Lin Chen murmured a sentence.

The greatsword was thrust forward.

puff.

The Crimson Copper Greatsword pierced through the Red-Haired Demon's chest without any resistance and emerged from his back.

Golden divine power and blazing yang fire erupted simultaneously within the red-haired demon's body.

boom!

Red-haired Demon didn't even manage to let out a scream.

Its body began to collapse from the inside, its bluish-black scales turned to ashes, and its shriveled flesh was burned into charcoal by the yang fire.

In just a few seconds, the monster that had almost evolved into a flying yaksha was reduced to a pile of ashes that reeked of burning.

The greatsword clattered to the ground.

The golden light on Lin Chen's body quickly faded, and his swollen muscles returned to their original state.

The feeling of weakness brought on by the withdrawal of divine power surged into my heart.

Lin Chen's legs went weak, and he knelt on one knee.

Master Simu quickly ran over and helped Lin Chen up.

"Are you alright?"

Master Four Eyes scrutinized him from head to toe, fearing he might have been contaminated with some kind of corpse poison.

Lin Chen shook his head and let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine, just a little exhausted. This monster is too resilient."

Lin Chen shook his aching wrist.

Zhuge Kongping walked over with Wang Hui and Xiaoming, looked at the pile of still-smoking ashes on the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Brother Simu, and thank you, Junior Nephew Lin, for saving my life." Zhuge Kongping straightened his Taoist robe and bowed.

Wang Hui and Xiao Ming also bowed.

"If it weren't for you two, master and disciple, the Zhuge family would be finished today." Zhuge Kongping glanced at the backyard with lingering fear.

Lin Chen stood up with the help of Daoist Simu.

"Uncle Zhuge, you're too kind. Exorcising demons is simply our duty as disciples of Maoshan."

Zhuge Kongping was about to praise the young man as a formidable talent.

Lin Chen changed the subject and looked directly at Zhuge Kongping.

"However, even brothers should keep clear accounts." Lin Chen pointed to the sky. "I just asked the gods for help, and I promised to give out quite a few offerings."

"Thirty beggar's chickens, three roast suckling pigs, and five jars of top-quality Daughter's Red wine—I'll have to trouble you, Uncle, to reimburse me."

Zhuge Kongping was stunned.

They were clearly not used to Lin Chen's straightforward style.

Master Four Eyes coughed dryly beside him, not only not stopping him, but also chiming in, "Fatty, my disciple risked his life. You can't expect us to pay for the offerings the deity wants, can you?"

Zhuge Kongping realized what was happening and nodded repeatedly.

"Of course! Of course! Don't even mention thirty, I'd take a hundred, even a hundred!" Zhuge Kongping patted his chest and guaranteed, "Tomorrow morning, I'll have someone order them from the best restaurant in town. It definitely won't delay Nephew Lin's vow-fulfilling ceremony!"

Lin Chen nodded and looked at the messy backyard.

The iron gate of the sealed ghost warehouse lay on the ground, the generator was still sputtering and emitting black smoke, a large part of the courtyard wall had collapsed, and there were charred remains of zombies everywhere.

"Fatty." Master Four Eyes walked over, bent down and pulled out the Crimson Flame Copper Greatsword from the ground, then carried it on his shoulder.

He touched his shrunken belly.

"Stop standing there! Hurry up and get someone to clean up the yard. I've been busy all night, and I'm starving. Go to the kitchen and get something to eat."

Zhuge Kongping quickly agreed and ordered the servants who were hiding in the distance to come out and do the work.

"Hui'er, take Xiaoming to the storeroom to get some good medicine for wounds, and treat the wounds of Brother Simu and Junior Nephew Lin," Zhuge Kongping instructed.

Wang Hui nodded and led Xiao Ming toward the west wing.

Master Simu followed Zhuge Kongping to the front hall to rest.

Lin Chen did not leave immediately.

He walked to the pile of ashes left by the red-haired demon and squatted down.

Although the monster was burned to ashes by the Yang Fire, Lin Chen, with his extremely high mental attributes, sensed a strange fluctuation within the ashes.

It wasn't a yin energy, but rather a sharp aura with a metallic feel.

Lin Chen took out two exorcism talismans from his pocket, wrapped them around his fingers, and fiddled with them in the ashes a few times.

He quickly picked out something about the size of a thumb.

It was a bluish-black scale.

Despite being burned by that intense yang fire, the scale did not turn to ash. Instead, it became even more translucent and its edges were incredibly sharp.

Lin Chen held the scale in his hand and weighed it; it was quite heavy.

"This red-haired demon has been buried underground for over a hundred years. The scales that grew from absorbing the earth's energy are actually harder than the Crimson Flame Copper," Lin Chen thought to himself.

This is absolutely the best material for crafting magical artifacts.

Without any hesitation, he put the scale into his inner pocket.

At this moment, Zhuge Xiaoming ran over with gauze and medicinal wine.

"Senior Brother Lin, my mother asked me to come and apply medicine for you." Zhuge Xiaoming looked at Lin Chen with eyes full of admiration.

The image of Lin Chen tearing the red-haired demon apart was now deeply etched into the mind of this rich young master who loved inventing things.

"It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious." Lin Chen stood up.

He glanced at the toolbox that Zhuge Xiaoming was carrying.

"Xiaoming, your generator has quite a few copper wires burned out, hasn't it?" Lin Chen asked.

Zhuge Xiaoming glanced back at the machine emitting black smoke.

"Yes, the high-voltage current combined with the corrosive effects of the corpse gas has rendered those bare copper wires basically unusable, and we have to buy new ones."

Lin Chen patted him on the shoulder.

"Go to town tomorrow and buy several bundles of high-purity copper wire, as well as some mercury and cinnabar."

Zhuge Xiaoming was taken aback: "Senior Brother Lin, why are you buying all this?"

Lin Chen pointed to the collapsed entrance to the underground palace in the backyard.

"Although the Red-Haired Demon is dead, the Hidden Dragon Trapped in the Water Formation in the underground palace has been broken. That place has accumulated extremely Yin energy for hundreds of years. If it is not resealed, it will eventually breed other monsters."

Zhuge Xiaoming swallowed hard: "What should we do? My dad's Bagua compass is broken."

"That's why I sent you to buy the materials. I plan to use copper wire and mercury to set up a new flow-guiding array underground."