The Thirteen Trials of the Deceptive Monk

Lu Wenjun was unable to dodge in time and was hit by the fox spirit. Ling Gong's command rang out: "Lie down!"

This time, he finally experienced the effects of the fox spirit firsthand. It felt like his brain was enveloped by a handkerchief with a faint fragrance, and when he came to his senses, he had already done as instructed.

He lay on the ground, his eyes glazed over, and when he regained consciousness, he felt a weight on him. Ling Gong straddled him, the Demon-Slaying Arrow pressed against his forehead.

"Now you can't escape. Don't move!"

Lu Wenjun struggled frantically: "How can I not move? It's too dangerous! It's too dangerous in every sense of the word!"

Linggong's face showed reluctance: "Wait a moment, I'll be right there..."

She paused, a look of suspicion creeping into her eyes.

"...Strange, why has it gotten bigger?"

Lu Wenjun shouted hoarsely, "It didn't get bigger! How could it get bigger! Don't underestimate my willpower. Although I have no experience in love, I'm not so incapable of losing control like this!"

"Based on my experience, it should shrink..."

"Really?! You're actually quite experienced in this area?"

Ling Gong frowned: "After all, this is my job."

"Eh?!" Lu Wenjun exclaimed in astonishment.

"Wenjun, please be quiet and don't disturb my thinking."

"Okay, I wouldn't dare."

Linggong's gaze wandered around the room.

It's strange. Most evil spirits have an instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm. They will actively attach themselves to people with whom they have a good affinity, and they will actively stay away from dangerous places that can purify or destroy them. This explains why evil spirits rarely haunt places under the sunlight, while there are always supernatural tales in places shrouded in yin energy.

Back in her hometown, she had performed exorcisms many times. Often, when she unleashed her bow and arrows, the evil spirits would tremble in fear, their malevolent energy weakening. But this time, even though she had clearly displayed the power of her arrows, why did the malevolent energy around Lü Wenjun seem to have increased?

“I said, Miss Linggong,” Lü Wenjun weakly raised his hand, “Leaving aside your tumultuous past, could you please get down from your past first…”

Linggong squeezed someone's waist with her knees, lowered her head and said seriously, "No, please bear with it."

Lu Wenjun looked away: "Okay, but please don't move around, please."

Ling Gong became increasingly confident in her judgment. The evil aura had intensified just a moment ago; something was definitely strange!

In this light... perhaps the evil spirits of the Thousand-Year Cave do not directly possess the victims, but rather, like Zashiki-warashi or Tsukumogami, possess an object and exert influence on the surroundings.

There are two pieces of evidence for this inference: first, Lü Wenjun did not exhibit any evil aura during his daytime classes, but only within the Thousand-Year Cave; second, he is currently relatively stable and has not attempted to use his spring-leg transformation to retaliate.

However, Lü Wenjun's current condition is by no means good.

Logically, he should have been actively using his silver tongue to find flaws, but instead, he lay there silently. It was almost like a pervert enjoying a girl sitting on him…

This is probably the influence of an evil spirit. That evil spirit is somewhere in this room!

Linggong's gaze lingered on something on the desk. It was a wooden box that emitted a faint smell of burning.

It's very suspicious; I've never seen Lü Wenjun have anything like this before.

She slowly turned her head and aimed the demon-dispelling arrow at the strange wooden box. At the same time, the evil energy in the room suddenly weakened!

Lu Wenjun panicked, a rare occurrence for him: "Wait, Ling Gong, absolutely do not touch that!"

Sure enough, that's it!

Without hesitation, Ling Gong released her grip and shot. Lü Wenjun hurriedly reached out and used his extraterrestrial light, the beam flashing as it pulled the wooden box back into his hand. He immediately straightened up and used his trained core strength to break free from the suppression. Ling Gong, caught off guard by this sudden counterattack, shouted, "Wenjun, quickly throw that thing away!"

Lu Wenjun shook his head frantically: "No, I'm happy to play along with whatever you want, but this is absolutely not allowed."

"There's an ominous aura emanating from that box!"

"I know! It's precisely because it's too dangerous that it's not possible!"

Lu Wenjun's arms began to tremble, because what was inside that box... was the stinky cheese he had just bought!

If you open this thing in the room, all your friendships, reputation, and interpersonal relationships will be completely ruined!

·

On the fifth floor of the Thousand-Year Cave, Kano pulled out his reconnaissance telescope and, together with Fang Mo, observed the situation inside.

"Is this... love or money?" Kano hesitated. "The situation is so complicated, I can't tell anymore."

Fang Mo pondered: "After she entered the room, she captivated that freshman in one fell swoop. Is she probably going to drag him back to her hometown and force him to marry her because she's pregnant?"

"If that's the case, why did she then turn her attention to the box?"

Fang Mo closed his eyes and pondered, using his magic to force his brain to start thinking.

He initially thought it would be a sweet, intimate encounter between young men and women, but it suddenly escalated into a major battle, involving the box again. These two abrupt turns left even the older students bewildered. However, a magician's skill lies in seeing beyond appearances to the essence, and the essence is often the final outcome. In that light…

Fang Mo smiled smugly.

"Yes, I know the truth now. That fox demon came to steal the original text from the newcomers!"

Kano exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be a honey trap?"

"The reward for being first in the grade is something I envied when I first entered school. How many demons wouldn't be tempted?" Fang Mo became more and more convinced of his point. "That fox demon deliberately staged this whole thing to steal the newcomer's original text!"

"What a wicked woman!" the henchmen exclaimed in surprise.

"But the fox demon is treacherous, and the newcomer is equally cunning... We all thought the original text was in his bag, but that's not actually the case."

Kano asked curiously, "Could it be..."

"That newcomer swapped out the original text! The fox demon originally wanted to steal it but discovered something amiss, so she used this seductive act to force him to tell the truth." Fang Mo's train of thought became clearer as he spoke. "And this newcomer was obviously an unlucky virgin, so how could he resist a woman's charms? He still gave himself away in the end..."

"The original text he was trying so hard to hide was in that broken wooden box!"

Kano clapped his hands: "Fang Mo, you really do have that amazing wisdom!"

Fang Mo laughed heartily: "This newcomer is cunning, but I saw through him after all. Now that his target is clear, he has no more tricks to play... Is everything prepared?"

"The brothers are all on standby as you instructed, and Lady Polly has been lured out..." The underling hesitated, "But isn't this a bit too harsh?"

"What's so ruthless about it? This batch of newcomers is so cunning, this level is just right." Fang Mo stood up. "With such thorough preparation, I'll personally take the stage!"

·

On the second floor of the Thousand-Year Cave, the struggle for the strange wooden box has reached a fever pitch!

"Give it to me quickly!" Ling Gong grabbed the box with one hand, taking advantage of her physical strength.

"Absolutely not!" Lü Wenjun resisted with all his might using both hands.

The wooden box moved back and forth between the two, like the pitiful strap on the rope of a tug-of-war. Lu Wenjun, after all, was only mortal; his two fists were no match for the fox demon's one hand, and he was on the verge of defeat and losing the cheese.

Just then, a sinister laugh suddenly came from the ceiling.

"Since neither of you is willing to let go, why not give it to me?"

"?!" X2

Lu Wenjun and Ling Gong looked up simultaneously and saw a convex surface hanging from the center of the ceiling like liquid, resembling a glass bubble. This convex surface grew thinner and more transparent, and what made the ceiling unable to bear the weight was actually a hideous and terrifying ghost face!

The face was a cold, bluish-green, its eyes a chaotic color, like a spirit drowning in the deep sea. The ghostly face grew larger and larger, bringing the convex surface of the ceiling ever closer. Finally, with a deafening bang, the "glass bubble" shattered, its fragments dissolving into countless droplets, and the ghostly face came crashing down with a wave of water!

"The baby is mine now!" Fang Mo laughed.

The first drop of water fell amidst laughter, reflecting a pale white hue mid-air. Lu Wenjun was instantly enveloped in white attire. He activated his transformation, picked up Ling Gong, and rushed out the door, his afterimages like two ghostly blue flames streaking through the rain.

"Are you okay?"

"He's not injured, let's go!" Linggong shouted. "His aura is too strong, far beyond that of ordinary Qitan-level beings... He's probably one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Thousand-Year Cave!"

Fang Mo stepped out of the room with a ghostly face on his head. Water gushed out of the room continuously, and many water droplets splashed up and floated around him like flying needles.

"Oh, you fox demon have quite the discerning eye," Fang Mo laughed. "Indeed, your senior Fang Mo is a king among men here. And I'd like to see where you young people can run to!"

Fang Mo pointed with two fingers, and a torrent of water surged forth, completely submerging the stairwell below. Without a second thought, Lü Wenjun smashed the window with his fist, leaping out amidst the flying shards of glass, and landing outside the building with Ling Gong in his arms.

"Good, decisive enough!" Fang Mo clapped his hands. "But do you really think I couldn't think of that?"

The area in front of the building, which had been empty before, was now occupied by men in black uniforms. They raised their hands or drew their bows, and dazzling lights shone with their movements.

"Manifestation team, fire!" the black-uniformed leader shouted.

The fireball of the salamander! The vortex of the water ghost! The wind blade of the wind sprite!

Various elemental spells were activated in response, and the attacks from the men in black uniforms were swift and dense. Lu Wenjun had only jumped down from the second floor, and had little room to dodge.

The approaching attack appeared as mottled patches of color in Lü Wenjun's eyes. Seeing that he was about to be hit, he suddenly kicked towards the outer wall of the Thousand-Year Cave. The spring-like leg, compressed and charged with power, allowed him to use the reaction force to turn and leap to the side.

He flew past the elemental bullets like a bird, and all the attacks from the men in black uniforms missed their mark.

The officer in black uniform frowned: "These freshmen are moving fast enough. Nurturing Group, move in!"

Three men were already waiting nearby, and they attacked together when Lü Wenjun landed. One man swung out sharp claws, another wielded a heavy iron hammer, and the third whipped out a long whip.

It originates from the transformation technique of the Werewolf Original, the physical enhancement of the Warrior Original, and the half-body mutation of the Lamia Original.

A claw lashed out to the side, a hammer came crashing down, and a snake whip blocked any escape route. The three men in black uniforms coordinated flawlessly; even if Lü Wenjun were alone, let alone with Ling Gong still in his arms, he would have had no chance of dodging.

However, Lü Wenjun merely extended his hand, and with a flash of light, he suddenly appeared behind them. All three of them missed their targets, and they began to doubt their own eyes. At that moment, Lü Wenjun seemed to mysteriously "pass through" their attacks, like a transparent figure with no volume!

Lu Wenjun turned and kicked, delivering three lightning-fast blows that knocked the three men to the ground. The werewolf, strong and robust, managed to shout before losing consciousness, "That was too fast!"

The men in black uniforms rushed forward in a panic, while their leader stood by watching, forgetting to give orders.

He was a hybrid of human and thunderbird, a strange bird that could soar through thunderclouds and possessed exceptional eyesight that allowed it to see the ground through thick clouds. He had inherited his father's good vision, which allowed him to clearly capture the scene from before.

It had nothing to do with speed; Lü Wenjun was actually slower at dodging shots than he was running. He simply "saw" them—the location of each attack and the speed at which each person struck. By the time he "saw" them clearly, none of the three had even had a chance to make a move. Therefore, he used the beam of light in his palm to deflect the hammer's attack, then adjusted his position and slipped through the gaps between the attacks, like an untouchable ghost.

What kind of transformation technique has such abilities? Not only does it increase jumping ability, but it also adds super-strong prediction. Is that spring-legged guy some kind of martial arts master from the British Empire...?

"wrong!"

Seeing that everyone's attacks had missed again, the leader suddenly realized something. This wasn't the power of a spell; it was the inherent quality of a mage.

That freshman had an almost supernatural instinct for dodging attacks, an instinct ingrained in his very bones through training, to the point that he could easily evade attacks from numerous men in black uniforms while holding a woman!

However, it was too late for the leader to warn him. A flash of white light appeared, and the next second he was kicked unconscious by Lü Wenjun.

Lu Wenjun sped away from the battle, lowering his body slightly.

His combat awareness is decent, but his speed is very slow. His Manifestation Technique is slower than a bullet, and his Condensation Technique's destructive power is far less than his father's fist. Overall, he's weaker than the 3000-point phantom spirit on the train.

7% is enough.

"Reiyumi-san, please forgive my slight offense."

"Huh? Huh?!"

Before Ling Gong could recover from the dazzling dodges, she felt a lightness beneath her as Lü Wenjun tossed her into the air.

The men in black uniforms instinctively raised their gazes, and Lü Wenjun seized the opportunity to gather his strength, the spiraling light patterns on his feet rising to 70%. He pushed off the ground and charged forward, the excessive speed generating a strong gust of wind, and the man in the front uniform was kicked before he could even blink.

The man in the black uniform was kicked through the air, but Lü Wenjun's attack didn't stop. He used the enemy as a springboard to turn, accelerate, and then kick again! Once more! Once more!

A series of powerful kicks erupted, their crisscrossing figures forming a pure white net among the crowd. The instant the net of speed ended, the men in black uniforms were almost simultaneously launched into the air. Lu Wenjun landed, slowing down, his heels leaving charred marks on the ground.

He stretched out his hands and caught the bow that fell from the sky, then ran away without looking back!

Linggong didn't even realize what had happened, and exclaimed in amazement, "Amazing!"

“No matter what, I’m still first in the grade,” Lü Wenjun said.

The black-uniformed interception team was completely wiped out; at this point, he had only passed...

Less than a minute!

·

On the second floor of the Thousand-Year Cave, Fang Mo closed his eyes and listened intently. He heard a series of screams of "Gua!" "Ya!" and "Wa!" from downstairs, and immediately felt refreshed.

"I didn't expect this newcomer to be such a tough nut to crack. He's been beaten up like this and still refuses to surrender." He sneered. "The scene below is sure to be quite exciting."

Kano, holding the monocular telescope, nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, your special operations team was wiped out!"

Fang Mo nearly fell over: "What did you say?!"

Chapter 21 Horrifying! The Legend of the Evil Spirit in the Blanket (Double Update Today)

Fang Mo rushed to the window and saw that Lü Wenjun was about to break out of the Thousand-Year Cave. He was so angry that he wanted to breathe fire.

"Damn it, how is this possible! Eighteen heretics, gone in just ten seconds?!"

Kano nodded seriously: "Yes, even if it's 18 pigs, it would take half an hour to catch them."