Chapter Thirty: Yin Huan Yue's Outburst

  The sudden change of the Soul-Devouring Cudgel made the female corpse's complexion change unpredictably. Chang Qingzi smiled calmly, while the ghost was secretly shocked in his heart.

  Yin Huan Yue's face was quite unsightly, staring at the Soul Devouring Staff in his hand that was emitting a brilliant glow. He couldn't help but feel some regret for his earlier rashness. How did he let his emotions get the better of him and forget his original goal? However, now wasn't the time to dwell on it. First, he had to deal with this female corpse before anything else.

  Yin Huan Yue stood still, the Soul-Devouring Cudgel flew out of his hand like a giant python, swift and fierce, charging towards the female corpse. In an instant, the cudgel arrived in front of the female corpse but could not advance another inch. It turned out that the female corpse had formed a seal with her hands, and a half-transparent palm-sized array suddenly appeared in front of her body, blocking the powerful Soul-Devouring Cudgel.

  Yin Huan Yue smiled faintly, her hands flipped over, and the Soul Devouring Staff moved slightly before continuing on its path. In contrast, the female corpse's face looked terrible, but she still firmly pressed against the Soul Devouring Staff, tightly protecting herself.

  Yin Huan Yue's complexion remained pale, but the speed of her hand seals increased slightly. The originally quiet Soul Devouring Rod suddenly began to rotate rapidly, and a faint thread of spiritual energy could be seen emerging from the shock. However, the female corpse seemed to have anticipated this and took a big step back just as Yin Huan Yue finished her seal, almost simultaneously with her.

  The female corpse's seal resembled the Eight Trigrams Seal that Master Gui had once mentioned. Her hand movements were pure and smooth, almost completing it in an instant. The massive Eight Trigrams Seal, which was as large as the female corpse itself, still prevented the Soul-Devouring Staff from advancing even half a step. Although the battle seemed simple, one slight mistake would lead to falling into a desperate situation with no chance of recovery.

  The ghost who was watching the battle with a calm expression finally changed his face, "Mo Changqing, this female corpse is a master of formations, how long do you want to watch the show?"

  Mozhao Qingzi burst into laughter and immediately joined the battle circle. Originally, Yin Huan Yue alone was already enough to make the female corpse suffocate, but unexpectedly another Mozhao Qing appeared. Under the joint attack of the two, the Bagua formation gradually showed signs of collapse. At this time, the array set up by the female corpse on the periphery finally collapsed, and the ghost almost simultaneously threw several small beads the size of quail eggs into it.

  Yin Huan Yue and Chang Qing Zi's faces changed, and they immediately rushed towards Gui Hun's side.

  Boom, boom, boom. Several loud noises rang out in succession, and even Zhang Qingzi could feel the ground beneath his feet cracking open. Just then, he was grabbed by a pair of cool hands, hesitated for a moment, and gave up on the action he was about to take. Yin Huan Yue and Zhang Qingzi were thus pulled along by the ghost, rushing outwards in a flurry.

  It originally took at least a day and night to walk in, but the speed of going out was very fast. Chang Qingzi stared thoughtfully at the ghost's feet, silently allowing the ghost to pull him along.

  The guards who heard the sound in the woods gathered together, surrounding the entrance of the tomb, with silver spears pointing straight at it.

  The three ghosts had long since escaped far away and returned to the inn where Muyao and Qinghe were temporarily staying.

  In the guesthouse.

  Chang Qingzi and Yin Huan Yue looked at their own disheveled appearance, then at the ghost's expression of "I saved you, you should be grateful", which made them feel rather stifled.

  Finally, when the ghost returned to the room, she couldn't help but let out a snort of laughter and from then on couldn't stop herself, bursting into loud guffaws. Muyao and Qinghe were also trying their best to stifle their giggles. They even suspected that this neat and tidy ghost lady had deliberately made these two young masters look like fools.

  The ghost in the room still had a pleasant mood, but for an instant, his face turned somewhat gloomy. He thoughtfully glanced at his own bundle of cloth and wondered if what he was doing was right or not.

  The explosion was actually a self-directed performance by the ghost, with the goal of capturing the female corpse alive. The ghost's master, Guiyan, had once given the ghost an object, a special triangular body. On the outside, it looked like bronze material, covered in symbols that resembled tadpoles. This was a device specifically designed to deal with zombies and the like, but it didn't cause any actual harm, instead seeming to be a way to restrain them.

  Taking advantage of the chaos, the female corpse was forced into a corner and had no chance of survival. That's why the ghost could capture the female corpse so smoothly and trap it inside the triangular prism.

  The next day, the ghost went over and said hello before leaving immediately.

  Chang Qingzi leaned against the window, watching as the ghost's figure gradually disappeared into the distance. The door creaked open and Chang Qingzi turned around to glance at Yin Huan Yue who had pushed it open, suddenly smiling before turning back to sit down in a chair.

  "The ghost of her..." Yin Huan Yue said.

  "En." Chang Qingzi lightly responded.

  "Never mind, nothing." The dark moon came quickly and left just as fast.

  Chang Qingzi gazed thoughtfully at the back of Yin Huan Yue, the warm smile on his face disappearing without a trace. It was unclear whether it was due to the hastily departing ghost or the hesitant Yin Huan Yue.

  Mokuya came in from outside the door, glanced at his own young master, and didn't say a word. The three people who had gathered together with their own purposes knew each other's intentions, but it was a bit hard for him to see the outcome clearly. Mokuya looked at Cho Seung again, thinking that his own young master would surely win, but the situation had changed without him realizing it. However, this was probably what the young master had hoped for, after all, he now had more popularity.

  The ghost hurried back quickly and as soon as he arrived, he hastily pulled the ghost eye and entered the ghost birth house. Luo Xi Luo Rang also walked in afterwards.

  "Soul, what's wrong?" He knew this disciple best of all, so he was the clearest about what had caused the child who was always calm to have such an expression. Ghost Eye also became serious.

  "The thing." The ghost took out the triangular object, but the palm-sized thing made everyone in the house change their expression.

  "Finally found it." After a long time, Guiyan let out a sigh and said, unable to tell whether he was happy or sad.

  "Master." Kui's voice also became somewhat tense.

  "Don't persuade me anymore." The ghost's smiling expression returned to his face. "Who is your master?"

  "Calamity." The ghosts and spirits said in unison.

  "So......?" The Ghost Eye asked with a smile.

  "For a thousand years." The ghosts and spirits said in unison once again.

  "Alright." The ghost-eyed man nodded in satisfaction, holding the strange triangular object, and turned to leave. "Don't disturb me for a while."

  "Yes, Master."

  "Yes, Master."

  "Junior sister." Guisheng called out.

  "Hmm." The ghost replied.

  "Why didn't Master tell us everything?"

  "It's better if we know less, because we're not his support, but a burden." The ghost said faintly.

  "But for now, we still have time." Kishin said suddenly.

  "Yes," said the ghost.

  "Luò Rǎng, help me with special training tomorrow." Guī Shēng said.

  Luo Ran smiled and said: "I won't give you a discount."

  "Who wants you to slack off!"