Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 235 Breaking Out of the Ghost City (9k words, please vote)

The putrid dampness floated in the darkness, the water rushed and gurgled, a rotten tree trunk floated in the dark river, and there were two people on the dead tree, one standing and one sitting cross-legged.

Standing was Gu Mo, with a faint current flowing beneath his feet, propelling the withered wood to float upstream on the water's surface. Sitting cross-legged was Ye Jinglan, who was rapidly circulating his internal energy to recover his strength.

The water gurgled as the two moved quickly forward, using the dead wood as cover. After an unknown amount of time, light slowly appeared ahead. Ye Jinglan's pupils contracted slightly, and he said, "Brother Gu, there's light ahead. We must have reached a market town. A market town means there must be a ferryman who can take us to the surface."

Gu Mo said softly, "But, more likely, there will be even more people lying in ambush ahead of us."

Ye Jinglan's heart sank slightly. On their way here, they had encountered all sorts of traps. Their opponents were clearly very familiar with this ghost city and made full use of the environment to ambush them. They had encountered no less than ten traps, but they had only met fewer than five people.

Ye Jinglan sighed inwardly. Gu Mo's defensive methods were indeed powerful. If he had been alone today, or had a companion who was slightly weaker in defense or internal strength, he would definitely be seriously injured by now.

And now,
They arrived at the market town.

Although the presence of a market town meant they could find a way out, it was indeed as Gu Mo said, that an even greater trap awaited them.

"Brother Gu, how much internal energy do you still have left?" Ye Jinglan asked.

"It's alright," Gu Mo said.

In the darkness, Ye Jinglan's expression darkened. He was now exhausted, his true energy in his dantian was completely depleted, and he had little fighting strength left.

In his view, although Gu Mo spoke calmly, he had been using his true energy throughout the journey, consuming more than ten times his own energy. Even a master of internal energy would not be able to withstand such consumption, and his internal energy was probably almost depleted!

Ye Jinglan gritted his teeth, his heart filled with hesitation and inner turmoil. Finally, at a certain moment, a flame flashed in his eyes, and he said calmly, "Brother Gu, I have another trump card, but I can't use it casually. But don't worry, if it comes to an absolute necessity, I will use it. No matter what, I will definitely get you out of here!"

Gu Mo chuckled, patted Ye Jinglan's shoulder, and said, "Alright, I'll tell you if I can't hold on any longer. Then it's up to you whether I live or die!"

"Okay!" Ye Jinglan nodded and said, "But don't worry, I will definitely not let you die here. If you really can't hold on, I will definitely take you out."

Gu Mo smiled slightly, and even more powerful internal energy surged from his body. Driven by the internal energy, the tree trunk moved swiftly across the river like a fish.

Before long, they arrived at the outskirts of a market town.

Both of them were wearing masks as they walked toward the small market town.

This market town was much more bustling than Chenshadu Market Town, where they caught Ghost Hand Three when they came in. However, because this market town occupied a very small area and only had one street, it seemed very crowded.

The streets were brightly lit and bustling with people.

Gu Mo and Ye Jinglan entered the town. Ye Jinglan looked around the street for a while before leading Gu Mo into a small noodle shop.

Since they emerged from Ghost Wind Pass, they have maintained a high level of combat intensity without having eaten anything. Although they have been underground and cannot perceive the passage of time, they can roughly estimate that at least a day has passed, and at least a day and a night has elapsed since they entered Ghost City.

Gu Mo was alright. Although he had not reached the level of abstaining from grains, he could go without food for three to five days without much effect thanks to his profound internal strength. Previously, he had gone without food or water for seven days and seven nights after using the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill.

But Ye Jinglan is different. He doesn't specialize in internal energy cultivation. Moreover, he has been fighting at a high efficiency. Not only has his internal energy been exhausted, but his physical strength has also been almost depleted. Now he is starving and can't stand it.

"Boss, four bowls of noodles, the sooner the better!"

As soon as Ye Jinglan entered, he called out that the reason he chose this noodle shop was because it was not crowded. There were only four or five customers, and they were all already eating, so he wouldn't have to wait too long.

"okay!"

The noodle shop owner was a middle-aged man who looked very honest and simple. He was wearing an apron and standing next to a large pot. When he heard Ye Jinglan's words, he quickly responded and then hurriedly started throwing noodles into the pot.

Noodle shop owners always have boiling water ready. When customers come to eat noodles, they just throw the noodles into the pot to rinse them, then add the scallions and other seasonings. It's very quick to cook.

A short while later, the owner placed four bowls of noodles on the coffee table.

The owner is quite honest; all four bowls of noodles were filled to the brim.

However, Gu Mo didn't like noodles, so he said, "Brother Ye, I can't eat two bowls..."

"Oh, sorry," Ye Jinglan said, "I forgot to order for you. Boss, another bowl, please!"

Gu Mo: “…”

Upon seeing the noodles, Ye Jinglan quickly picked up his chopsticks to eat. Just then, Gu Mo suddenly transmitted his voice, saying, "Brother Ye, there's poison in the noodles."

"what?"

Ye Jinglan was slightly taken aback, and then looked at it carefully. After all, he was a master of martial arts, and he had a keen eye. Although he was not proficient in medicine, he quickly discovered that there was something wrong with the contents when he was looking for answers.

For a moment, he felt extremely distressed because he was very hungry.

“Actually, Brother Ye, you can eat it too. The poison isn’t very strong. With your skills, you should be able to hold out for at least an hour before your intestines burst. But with me here, you can try to trust me. Perhaps there’s a chance to save you,” Gu Mo said.

Ye Jinglan's lips twitched, and he said, "Brother Gu, although I don't consider myself a good person, you can't treat me like an animal!"

Subsequently,

Ye Jinglan waved to the boss and called out, "Boss, come here for a moment."

The shopkeeper quickly came over and asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"

Ye Jinglan said angrily, "Tell me, how did you cook these noodles? Huh? Is this for pigs? Come on, let me try a few bites. With this level of skill, you dare to set up a stall and do business?"

As he spoke, Ye Jinglan grabbed the shopkeeper's collar with one hand and poured the noodles into the shopkeeper's mouth with the other.

At that moment,
The boss pulled out a short knife from his sleeve and stabbed at Ye Jinglan with lightning speed, the knife carrying murderous intent as it aimed straight for Ye Jinglan's face.

In a flash, the porcelain bowl shattered into gleaming fragments. Ye Jinglan's slender fingers, swift as a snake, caught the sharp shards, moving so fast they left no trace. Only a thin line of blood seeped from the shopkeeper's neck—when the blood droplets splattered onto the bluestone slab with a "plop," the shopkeeper clutched his throat and staggered backward, making a hoarse sound. His terrified pupils reflected the assassin's cold face, and he finally collapsed heavily into a pool of blood, the blood staining half the floor.

The stench of blood instantly filled the noodle shop. The assassins, who had been pretending to be customers, all drew their weapons, and the cold light surged towards the two of them like waves.

Gu Mo leaned lazily against the wooden stool. The moment his knuckles lightly tapped the table, the earthenware jar containing chopsticks flew out like an arrow. As the jar tipped over, more than a dozen bamboo chopsticks pierced the air like a torrential downpour, precisely penetrating the assassin's throat and heart. The splattered blood beads drew scarlet arcs in the firelight. Blood was still gushing from the bloody hole, but the man had already breathed his last.

"Brother Ye, the pot and noodles are not poisonous. Don't touch the seasonings. You can try cooking some noodles yourself."

Gu Mo dusted off the corner of his clothes.
At that moment, a large number of knife-wielders surged in from the end of the long street like a tide. The dust kicked up by their footsteps almost reached the threshold, but he pointed at them without a care and said, "I'll block these people. You can eat your noodles in peace!"

Ye Jinglan didn't waste any words and quickly ran to the stove to start cooking. The reason he was in such a hurry was not to save time to help Gu Mo reduce his stress, but mainly because he was really hungry.

"Brother Gu, slow down. Let me eat something to recover before you eat."

Ye Jinglan didn't forget to cook some for Gu Mo, so he threw a whole bundle of noodles into the pot and quickly added firewood.

At this time,
Chaos had broken out in the town. Under the lamplight, visibility was poor, especially since the densely packed group of knife-wielders walking together resembled a dark shadow.

A man dressed in red with heavy makeup appeared, bowed politely to Gu Mo, and said, "I am an actor, greetings to Master Gu."

Gu Mo sat down, turned slightly to face the long street outside the door, and casually crossed his legs, saying, "An actor? The Thousand-Faced Actor among the Ten Villains?"

The Thousand-Faced Actor said, "It is indeed me. I have come here to advise Master Gu and Lord Ye that you two are both unparalleled heroes and outstanding individuals. Why make things difficult for us insignificant people who cannot see the light of day?"
"Master Gu, as long as you hand over the account books, we will absolutely not stop you two anymore. We will even respectfully see you out. From now on, you will receive monthly tributes of at least three thousand taels of silver. We will also ensure that you receive the proper gifts for holidays, birthdays, and other special occasions. If you need any help, please feel free to ask. Let's become friends, how about it?"

The Thousand-Faced Actor said so much,
Gu Mo barely listened; instead, he found the wanted poster for the Thousand-Faced Actor, one of the Ten Villains of Ghost City, in the system.
[Wanted Target - The Thousand-Faced Actor]

[Mission Level—Three Stars]

[Quest Reward - Max Level Yi Jin Jing]

……

Shaolin has two great martial arts skills: the Yi Jin Jing and the Xi Sui Jing.

When this internal skill is mastered, the internal energy can penetrate into the muscles and bones, strengthening bodily functions and enabling "tendon and bone strengthening," which means reshaping the meridian structure through external force and enhancing innate talent.

Its internal strength can reach a state of perfect balance between hardness and softness, possessing extremely strong compatibility. At the same time, it is an attribute-free internal force that can enhance any move. Its internal force is also extremely restrained, forming a unique defense that reaches a state of flawlessness, and can penetrate the great Buddhist realm of "self-image and other-image".

If it weren't for the Tai Xuan Scripture, Gu Mo's Wuji Guiyuan Qi could also choose the Yi Jin Jing as a dimensional ascension tool, as many of its characteristics are similar to the Tai Xuan Scripture.

However, given Gu Mo's current martial arts level, the Yi Jin Jing wouldn't offer him much of a boost. Nevertheless, its bone-forging ability still greatly intrigued him. In fact, many of his internal energy techniques possess the ability to alter his talent. With his current talent, even without a system, he would be a martial arts prodigy, a once-in-a-century talent. But no one would mind further enhancing their talent, after all, the realm of martial arts is limitless!

……

Outside the noodle shop, the Thousand-Faced Actor bowed slightly to Gu Mo, but seeing that Gu Mo remained silent, he spoke again: "Great Hero Gu, have you thought it through? Whether you are friend or foe, whether you live or die, it all depends on your decision!"

Gu Mo chuckled and said, "I am a ghostwriter."

The Thousand-Faced Actor was slightly taken aback, wondering why Gu Mo would suddenly bring this up, and asked in confusion, "Master Gu, what do you mean?"

Gu Mo said, "I'm only interested in wanted criminals. All of the top ten villains in your Ghost City are wanted criminals, and I'm quite interested in them all. Hmm, so, besides you, are there any other people here?"

The Thousand-Faced Actor said coldly, "It seems that Master Gu is choosing to be an enemy of our entire Ghost City. In that case..."

Before the Thousand-Faced Actor could finish speaking,
Gu Mo raised his hand and pointed, and an invisible sword aura shot out. It was the Zhongchong Sword from the Six Meridians Divine Sword. It was invisible, colorless, and soundless. The Thousand-Faced Actor had no chance to react at all, and the sword aura pierced through his forehead.

Strangely, instead of blood, the hole in the faceless actor's forehead revealed only splinters of wood. Gu Mo paused slightly, then whispered, "No wonder his aura seemed off earlier. I thought it was some kind of advanced breathing technique, but it turns out he's just a puppet!"

Before the words were even finished, the Gouchen Demon Blade was already drawn, its blade flashing like lightning. With a gentle swing, the puppet shattered into pieces. Among the broken wood chips, several faintly visible transparent threads were revealed, clearly indicating that someone was controlling it nearby.

In that instant, Gu Mo's figure darted out like a ghost, leaving shallow traces in the air with the airflow he created, his body moving like a hawk swooping down. The moment his fingertips gripped the silk thread like iron pincers, his inner force flowed against the current along the spider silk, and the location of the remote controller was instantly branded onto his palm.

He suddenly pulled hard, and a sharp sound like tearing cloth came from the crowd. A tall, thin young man in a moon-white robe was pulled more than ten feet off the ground. He was lifted into the air like a kite with a broken string. The folding fan at his waist swung out a silver arc as it shook violently. In his panic, his fingertips futilely reached for the void.

Gu Mo sneered and leaped away.

At the street corner, someone in the crowd tossed out a scarlet carpet. The eight-legged spider patterns embroidered on the edges suddenly came to life and wriggled. The entire carpet swelled like a boiling sea of ​​blood, from which thousands of venomous spiders surged forth. There were black-backed spiders the size of bowls, their abdomens speckled with blood-red cinnabar; there were also three-inch-long spotted spiders, their carapace patterns resembling human faces; and there were even golden-legged spiders as thin as finger joints, their venom dripping from their mouthparts, hissing white smoke as it corroded the bluestone slabs. Where the poisonous mist permeated, the light from the lanterns along the street was tinged with an eerie purplish-blue.

Gu Mo's expression remained unchanged, and a layer of shimmering white light immediately enveloped his body, like a protective shield around him. The poisonous spiders, bearing the brunt of the attack, crashed into the shield, emitting a series of crackling sounds. They curled into balls as if struck by lightning, their purplish-black fluids splattering onto the shield with a hissing sound, and the rising poisonous smoke was shattered into tiny fluorescent fragments by the aura.

The swarm of spiders, flung away like a torrential downpour, fell upon the group of swordsmen on the street, immediately eliciting screams of agony—some had their throats pierced by spider venom, some rolled on the ground clutching their swollen arms, and others bled black blood from all seven orifices; within moments, more than ten corpses lay scattered.

However, the chameleon actor managed to slip into the crowd.

Gu Mo lightly landed on the roof of the noodle shop with a light touch of his toes. Looking in the direction where the blanket had just been thrown, he locked onto the person's aura and said in a deep voice, "Thousand Spider Poisons, you are the Poison Spider Granny?"

A melodious voice rang out from the crowd: "I never imagined that I, the Poison Spider Granny, would have the honor of being remembered by Hero Gu. It is truly an honor!"

Upon hearing the other party acknowledge their identity, Gu Mo thought to himself that today was quite a coincidence. The reward for the Thousand-Faced Actor was the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic), and now this perfectly matched Poisonous Spider Granny had arrived.

[Wanted Target - The Poisonous Spider Woman]

[Mission Level—Four Stars]

[Quest Reward - Max Level Marrow Cleansing Scripture]

The Marrow Washing Classic and the Tendon Changing Classic are both among the two great martial arts skills of Shaolin.

The Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic) cultivates external muscles and bones, while the Xi Sui Jing (Marrow Washing Classic) focuses on cultivating internal energy, spirit, and essence. It is a supreme Buddhist scripture for cultivating innate internal energy, but because it is too profound, no one has been able to cultivate it successfully, which led to its loss.

Its effects are miraculous. Once a practitioner masters it, their body is transformed, not only enhancing their internal strength and martial arts skills, but also allowing their true energy to move freely and circulate endlessly within their body.

When cultivated to a high level, one can "cleanse the marrow and purify the blood vessels," ultimately reaching the state of "unity of heaven and man," enhancing the cultivator's talent, with an emphasis on comprehension. This is a perfect match for the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic), one improving physical constitution and the other improving comprehension.

The Marrow Cleansing Classic even has the miraculous effect of saving lives and healing the wounded. If a person loses all their martial arts skills and becomes a cripple, or even if their meridians are severed, practicing the Marrow Cleansing Classic can reconnect their meridians, restore their profound martial arts skills, and allow the cripple to regain their former power.

Overall, it is even better than the Yi Jin Jing.

……

One is the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic), and the other is the Xi Sui Jing (Marrow Washing

Gu Mo felt quite lucky today, and a surge of joy welled up inside him. He laughed and said, "I'll try my best to remember all the wanted criminals. Hmm, is it true that the Poison Spider Woman's voice is as beautiful as her appearance?" "Gu Mo, you deserve to die!"

Strangely, the Poisonous Spider Granny, her sore spot struck by Gu Mo, roared, "Gu Mo, I know you are a peerless martial artist, but you have lost more than a tenth of your strength on this journey. There are hundreds of us here; we could exhaust you to death. What are you so arrogant about? Kill them!"

The venomous spider woman let out a piercing shriek that tore through the sky, and swordsmen surged down the long street like a black tide, the clanging of weapons causing dust to fall from the eaves.

Inside the noodle shop, Ye Jinglan bit off a piece of chewy noodle and mumbled, "Brother Gu, can you handle it?"

"piece of cake."

Before Gu Mo could finish speaking, the Gouchen Demon Blade was already engulfed in crimson flames, the fire flowing between the blade's patterns as if it were alive. He shattered the tiles with his toes, and the blade energy he unleashed in mid-air was accompanied by a deafening roar, like a river tide crashing against a reef. The front-line swordsmen were cleaved in two, armor and all.

However, this scene failed to deter the swordsmen. Before the severed limbs even hit the ground, the swordsmen continued their charge, stepping over the blood of their fallen comrades as they attacked from all directions.

The main focus was on attacking Ye Jinglan.
Because they could see that Gu Mo still had fighting power, but Ye Jinglan was clearly exhausted. However, this was all within their expectations. After all, who in the martial arts world didn't know that Gu Mo was a grandmaster of internal energy, and the path of internal energy was the most enduring?

The Poisonous Spider Woman and the Thousand-Faced Actor, hidden in the shadows, directed the swordsmen to circle around from all directions and kill Ye Jinglan.

In an instant, the wooden walls of the small noodle shop were all smashed through.

Gu Mo's eyebrows shot up, and the demonic blade slammed into the bluestone slab with a clang, sending sparks flying three feet high.

His hands flew, forming hand seals that fluttered like butterfly wings, and the scattered swords and blades around him suddenly emitted a buzzing sound. A dozen broken swords and daggers floated in mid-air, their blades gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light, their sharpness surging as if honed by an invisible force.

"kill!"

With a roar, Gu Mo unleashed a burst of energy, and seventeen swords and blades shot out like streaks of light. These weapons traced eerie arcs in the air, sometimes coiling like serpents to strangle a throat, sometimes slicing through necks like fleeting shadows.

The clash of swords formed an impenetrable cage, spinning wildly around Gu Mo, leaving a trail of blood and flesh in its wake. One swordsman raised his blade to parry, only to have a longsword pierce his eye socket just around the edge of the blade; another swung his sword in retaliation, but the broken sword seemed to have eyes, circling behind him, piercing his collarbone, and pinning him to the wall.

Blood meandered along the grooves in the stone slabs, and severed limbs and remains piled up into small hills.

Gu Mo stood in the center of the pool of blood, his aura condensing into a crimson protective shield. The floating swords behind him formed an umbrella-shaped sword array, and the blood dripping from the blades evaporated into white mist, as if a demon god had descended to earth.

Ye Jinglan sat on the stool eating noodles.

There were already no fewer than ten corpses lying around him, and two swords were flying back and forth beside him.

And this moment,
On the long street, the knife-wielders were stunned.
Although Gu Mo's previous strike was quite powerful, it was far less shocking than the simultaneous control of more than a dozen swords and blades.

Just then, in the dim night, ten dark figures shot out like ghosts from the corners of the streets. Gu Mo's sword formation hummed loudly, and more than a dozen sharp blades shot and weaved through the air, but sparks flew out the moment they touched the dark figures.

The clanging of metal against metal was so loud it hurt the eardrums. A long steel sword pierced the chest of the leader of the dark figures, but broke into pieces, the broken blades fluttering down like butterflies.

The black robes worn by the ten men were torn apart by the sword energy, revealing skin that shimmered with a faint golden light. It was clear that they had cultivated external martial arts such as the Golden Bell Shield, and all ten of them were top-notch external martial arts masters.

"Brother Gu, those are the Ten Vajras under the Laughing Buddha, they are considered masters of external martial arts. Use your Gouchen Demon Blade!" Ye Jinglan reminded him.

Of course, even without Ye Jinglan's reminder, Gu Mo realized the problem. His ability to control swords with his qi was not weak, and could even be described as comparable to a meat grinder. However, his martial arts skills were not strong enough to overcome the weakness of his weapons. The dozen or so swords he was currently wielding were all ordinary swords, which were no match for the physical training of those ten people.

Immediately,

Gu Mo reached out and the Gouchen Demon Blade flew into his hand.

At the same time, the Ten Vajras roared and unleashed a single iron chain. It turned out to be the Fish-Dragon Iron Chain, a treasure of the Six Doors that guarded the prison. In an instant, ten Fish-Dragon Iron Chains shot out into the air.

The chains danced wildly like dragons and snakes, weaving together in the air to form a giant cage. The ancient seal script runes engraved on the iron chains flashed red light as they closed in on Gu Mo with overwhelming force.

Gu Mo's crimson protective aura exploded, and the shockwave swept like a hurricane, forcibly pushing the iron chain cage open by half a zhang.

For a moment, he felt something was strange.
In the past, he always cooperated with the Six Doors to use the Fish-Dragon Formation to trap others. Today, however, he was trapped by the Fish-Dragon Formation himself, which made him feel somewhat disoriented for a moment.

Before Gu Mo could catch his breath, the venomous spider woman's sharp whistle pierced the night sky, and at the same time, the Thousand-Faced Actor's hoarse roar rang out: "Jointly strangle him!"

Hundreds of swordsmen surged in like a tide, scattering everywhere, their hands gripping the iron chains tightly. Instantly, their inner force poured in like a torrent, and a huge fish-shaped phantom appeared faintly in the void, its scales swirling with a ghostly blue light. The iron chain cage shone brightly, and Gu Mo's protective aura cracked under the strain, shattering inch by inch.

Immediately, Gu Mo crossed his palms, his left hand slicing diagonally across his brow as if cutting through illusion, and his right hand pressed against his chest as if suppressing inner demons. In that instant, innate qi began to condense.

In that instant, a golden crack suddenly appeared in the dark sky, as if a giant god had torn the heavens apart. A figure, radiating golden light, crashed down, as if the legendary Buddha had descended to earth. The vajra in the man's hand was wrapped with a terrifying aura, and the Sanskrit incantations engraved on the staff burst out with dazzling golden light, crashing down on Gu Mo like a collapsing pillar of heaven!

At the same time, the light and shadow around Gu Mo suddenly distorted, like an inkwell with pebbles thrown in. As the ripples spread, amber-colored qi piled up in layers like calluses, with tiny golden rays floating on the surface. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be countless miniature phantoms of airflow circulating in a loop.

Innate Qi emerges!
The Vajra, carrying a devastating pressure, crashed down. The Buddha statue, imbued with both compassion and killing intent, collided with the boiling innate qi the instant it touched Gu Motian's head.

"boom"

The two forces collided with a deafening roar, instantly sucking out the air within a radius of ten feet, followed by a shockwave that raged like a tsunami.

Three brick houses collapsed with a roar under the impact of the shockwave, with broken wood and tiles being swept into the air; the bluestone floor cracked like a spider web, and whole bricks were blown into the sky. The once radiant Fish-Dragon Formation crumbled inch by inch under the impact of the qi, and iron chains flew everywhere like broken branches. Several swordsmen who could not dodge in time were impaled by the iron chains and flew backward with screams.

The group of hundreds of knife-wielders were like withered leaves in the wind in the shockwave. Half of them were shaken so badly that they coughed up blood, and their internal organs seemed to be shattered.

The figure, resembling a Buddha, was sent flying seven or eight zhang backward by the shock. His golden robe tore apart inch by inch, revealing a chest covered in wounds. When he landed, he plowed three deep furrows, each half a zhang deep, into the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with terror as he exclaimed, "Impossible! How could you still have so much internal energy? This is impossible!"

"The Smiling Buddha!"

Ye Jinglan, who was eating noodles, threw down his bowl, grabbed his knife, and ran out, exclaiming with delight, "This is truly effortless! Smiling Buddha, could it be that someone behind you knew I was going to kill you and deliberately arranged for you to be sent to my side?"

Ye Jinglan was just joking.

Unexpectedly, the smiling Buddha's expression changed slightly after hearing this, and he shouted, "Everyone, attack! No matter how strong they are, their true energy should be exhausted by now. With so many of us, we can surround them and kill them!"

Immediately, the few remaining members of the Ten Vajras rushed out, and some of the other knife-wielders also began to charge. However, there were only about twenty people in total, and most of them were intimidated. Many were so frightened that they simply got up and ran away, their morale completely gone.

The three—the Smiling Buddha, the Poisonous Spider Woman, and the Thousand-Faced Actor—turned and ran the moment the order was given, without the slightest hesitation.

Gu Mo and Ye Jinglan simultaneously drew their blades, the darkness cleaved by two gleaming beams of light. Gu Mo and Ye Jinglan moved side by side like twin Asuras. Where the blades swept past, blood mist bloomed like splashed ink, and agonizing screams, accompanied by the crisp sound of flesh and bone being torn apart, pierced the sky.

Severed limbs spun and were thrown into the air, while warm blood rained down on the ruins. In the blink of an eye, corpses, limbs, and broken arms were scattered all over the ground, and the thick stench of blood almost solidified into a tangible substance.

Without pausing, the two chased after the scattered limbs out of the town, only to see the three men, including the Smiling Buddha, disappearing into the crowd like eels amidst the panicked fleeing people. Some of those people were beggars who frequented the ghost town, some were workers, and some were merchants who came here to do shady business.

When the battle broke out in the town before, these people were so frightened that they fled, and now they have become a shield for the Smiling Buddha and his men.

The Thousand-Faced Actor manipulated a puppet to run through the crowd, its distorted face cracking into a bizarre arc: "Gu Mo, Ye Jinglan, if you dare to chase us again, the Poisonous Spider Granny will unleash the Thousand Spider Poison Array and make these people pay with their lives!"

However, Gu Mo and Ye Jinglan seemed not to hear them.
They charged straight towards the crowd. Gu Mo lightly touched the eaves with his toes, and Ye Jinglan followed closely behind like a shadow. The puppet was so startled that it let out a sharp scream: "Do you really not care about the lives of these innocent people?"

"It's normal for demons to be sacrificed in the process of slaying them. They died a worthy death, and their merits are immeasurable!" Ye Jinglan's voice was as cold as ice.

In that instant, his figure suddenly became ethereal, and he moved like a ghost around the layers of people. His slender fingers precisely gripped the puppet's strings, but he did not pull them. Instead, he used the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to follow the strings, leaving afterimages in the crowd.

The Thousand-Faced Actor felt a gust of wind, and then he saw Gu Mo appear in front of him. He was immediately terrified and cried out, "No..."

Gu Mo slashed out with his sword, and a head flew into the air.

Killing a three-star wanted criminal

[Achieve a 3-star reward - Max level Yi Jin Jing]

[Whether to receive it]

……

Warm blood gushed out. The head, still bearing a terrified expression, rolled into the pool of blood, causing the surrounding people to scream and scatter in panic.

And at the same time,

Ye Jinglan charged recklessly, knocking many people away, and locked onto the Poison Spider Woman.

The hunchbacked spider, draped in a carpet, ran through the crowd, countless spiders flying from her body to bite those around her. She shouted, "Ye Jinglan, if I die, all these people will die with me! You..."

At that moment,

A throwing knife sliced ​​through the darkness, instantly piercing the mouth of the Poison Spider Woman, and flying out from the back of her head, leaving a spray of blood.

Kill a four-star wanted criminal

[Received a four-star reward - Max-level Marrow Cleansing Scripture]

[Whether to receive it]

……

Just as Ye Jinglan was about to swing his sword, he said speechlessly, "Brother Gu, is it really necessary?"

Gu Mo said, "Brother Ye, I have no interest in killing ordinary people, but killing wanted criminals makes me happy, so don't try to steal my kills!"

Ye Jinglan said, "Rumor has it that your limitation lies in killing wanted criminals, and it seems to be true!"

Gu Mo chuckled and said, "So, don't try to steal my kills."

While talking,

With a wave of his hand, Gu Mo unleashed streams of true energy that swept out like a whirlwind, instantly engulfing the poisonous spiders released by the Poison Spider Granny. The true energy then transformed into flames that burned in the air, crackling and popping.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Mo opened his mind to the fullest and released his perception to the extreme. He instantly locked onto the fleeing Smiling Buddha and immediately shot into the sky with a light step.

At this time,
The Smiling Buddha had already run outside the town and reached the edge of a cliff.

The ghost town was shrouded in the veil of eternal night, the thick darkness seemingly tangible, and the abyss was like the maw of a colossal beast that devoured everything, its bottomless blackness churning with a chilling aura.

The Smiling Buddha, however, did not hesitate to leap into the abyss.

Just as his figure was about to disappear into the darkness, Gu Mo, who was floating in the air, extended his palm like a dragon claw, and his inner force surged like a river flowing backward.

With his current profound internal strength, he unleashed the Dragon-Capturing Technique with all his might. In an instant, the void trembled, a deafening dragon roar resounded, and an invisible suction force swept through the abyss like a hurricane.

The Laughing Buddha's pupils constricted as he plummeted, and he was instantly pulled back by a tremendous force. His robes fluttered wildly, and before he could put up any resistance, he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

His face was filled with terror and resentment as he screamed in agony, "The big boss ruined me! The big boss ruined me..."

Before he could finish speaking, he slammed his fist onto the bluestone ground with a dull thud, splattering blood everywhere.

The Smiling Buddha collapsed at Gu Mo's feet, struggling to get up, but Gu Mo, who appeared out of nowhere, stepped on him and said coldly, "Who is the big boss?"

The Smiling Buddha spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "We don't know. None of us know who the big boss is. We just follow orders. Don't you have ledgers? You can check them. We dare not check them, so none of us know!"

Ye Jinglan rushed over and asked, "Why did you say the big boss harmed you?"

"Hehe..." The Smiling Buddha could still laugh, blood spurting from his mouth, as he chuckled, "Didn't you say before that you knew you wanted to kill me, so you sent me to you... Hahaha... If I succeed in killing you all, everything will be fine; if I can't... I'm just a gift for him to use to make peace with you... Hahahaha... In his eyes, we are nothing more than disposable goods... Ye Jinglan... Ye Jinglan, you'll become like me sooner or later..."

Gu Mo pointed, and a sword aura pierced through the Laughing Buddha's forehead.

At that very moment, a system notification sounded in my mind:
【Kill the five-star wanted criminal】

[Receive a five-star reward - Max level: World Loses Its Color]

[Whether to receive it]

(End of this chapter)