I have seen dragons

Chapter 10 Greedy Ghost

call out--

Along with this clear shout came a brilliant rainbow in the sky, its dazzling light illuminating the surrounding area, turning hundreds of meters into daylight. Immediately following was a deafening roar of thunder!

Finally, a figure descended amidst the lightning and thunder, dressed in white, drifting gracefully in.

With Qi Dian of Linjiang Gate here, who dares to act recklessly?

Click!

With a deafening roar, Qi Dian made a dazzling entrance.

"So cool!" Yue Wen below couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. No wonder he was a disciple of the immortal sect.

The sheer scale of their entrance far surpassed that of these rogue cultivators.

Seeing Qi Dian soaring through the air amidst dazzling sounds, lights, and electricity, the man in black felt a flicker of fear in his eyes. He immediately pulled up the large banner from the ground and swung it through the air!
call--

The banner stirred up a turbid, eerie wind that transformed into a black ribbon, tearing through the air and hurtling towards Qi Dian.

Qi Dian, mid-air, flipped his hand and drew a long sword. Its cold light gleamed, unlike any ordinary sword. He unleashed a three-foot sword light, intending to cut the yin wind in two!
Boom!

The sword's edge collided with the yin wind, and suddenly trembled and shattered. The yin wind exploded into a cloud of black mist on the spot, and Qi Dian was knocked to the ground without saying a word, falling unconscious on his back.

He appeared on screen for less than three seconds.

Qi Dian collapsed to the ground.

"So all it was was a show of force?" Yue Wenyi covered his face.

Although the scene was chaotic just a moment ago, he was able to see it clearly thanks to his cultivation.

The black-clad man's fanned yin wind mixed with chaotic mental attacks. Although Qi Dian's sword light was sharp, once it came into contact with that yin wind, he immediately lost control of his internal energy, lost his mental clarity, his sword light dissipated, and his true energy became unstable, which is why he fell to the ground with one strike.

He never regained consciousness.

"Damn it." The man in black was somewhat surprised and cursed, "So it's just a nobody."

Seeing the aggressive approach of the other party, he became somewhat nervous. How could there usually be cultivators guarding this cemetery in the east of the city? He had initially thought it was someone from the Super Management Bureau lying in ambush.

With skills like that, why make such a flashy entrance?
The man in black raised his hand again, and four black steel needles shot through the air, piercing Qi Dian's limbs and pinning him to the ground, forming a temporary seal.

"Hmph." He sneered, "Since you're a disciple of a celestial sect, there's no rush to kill you. Although Linjiang Sect isn't a major sect, it has been operating in Jiangcheng for many years and should have quite a bit of wealth. I'll kidnap you, extort some money from you, then take all your magical abilities and artifacts, and finally refine you into a corpse puppet. That will be the best use of you, hehehehe..."

Hearing his wicked laughter, Yue Wen could roughly guess the man's background.

Just now, Qi Dian immediately called him an evil cultivator. The supernatural powers he used were all about summoning corpses and bewitching souls. Combined with his style of doing things, it was even more beyond doubt.

The righteous path refers to two types of evil cultivators. One type has the talent for cultivation, but in order to gain greater power, they practice evil techniques that harm others. The other type has no talent for cultivation, but can embark on the path of cultivation by paying certain prices, but those prices are often falling into evil ways.

Regardless of the type, none of them are acceptable to a harmonious society.

They were all ruthless and desperate criminals.

The man in black likely belongs to the former category; although his methods are sinister and dark, he still appears to be in human form.

Such heretical practitioners must be living in the shadows, only able to make a living by taking on underworld jobs. Today, they're probably here to help their boss summon corpses and find the "Zhang Wei" they're looking for.

Yue Wen's mind raced as he considered what he should do.

If he continued to sit idly by, the man in black would finish his mission and leave with Qi Dian. He might be safe if he hid until the end, but Qi Dian would definitely suffer a terrible fate.

If he were to go out and fight the man in black, he didn't seem to have a sure chance of winning, since he had never encountered an evil cultivator before. He knew neither the other party's cultivation level nor their methods.

If you secretly call the Supermarket Management Bureau, you're very likely to be discovered, and it will take them a while to get there.

After some thought, looking at the overalls standing in front of him, Yue Wen's eyes suddenly lit up and an idea came to him.

……

The man in black cast a temporary soul-sealing spell on Qi Dian, preventing him from waking up, before turning back to look at the horde of corpses before him. The real mission wasn't finished yet.

Even unorthodox cultivators who act without restraint must complete any mission they accept. Otherwise, they lose credibility and the support of underground forces, making it impossible for them to survive through normal channels, let alone cultivate.

Therefore, in some matters, unorthodox practitioners are more bound by the rules than orthodox practitioners.

He sent another voice message to the other end, "A righteous cultivator tried to stop them, but I've already dealt with them. Send me any more information about the target."

The other side quickly sent back a long message, all about "Zhang Wei".

Then, the other person added, "I hope you can hurry up, my patience is limited."

"Don't worry, boss," the man in black said confidently, "With so much information, if I still can't pinpoint the target accurately, I might as well go eat shit!"

He turned off his phone and confidently looked at the five figures standing in front of him, saying, "Zhang Wei, a graduate of Jiangcheng Technician College, who got drunk during military training, urinated in public under the girls' dormitory and insisted on showing everyone his weapons, confessed his love to the girl he liked by giving her a can of herring, took selfies in his dormitory wearing stockings and sold them online, only to find out the buyer was his roommate, worked in an antique shop after graduation, and stole an important item from the antique shop during overtime before he died... step forward!"

Having said that, he revealed a confident smile, looking at the five restless corpses, waiting for his target to come out on his own.

Having already taken several steps forward, the corpses had reached the bottom of the slope, very close to him. He could clearly see their mangled faces, as if they still bore the traces of struggle and pain before death—an expression he loved to see…

Snap, snap.

Before his smile could last long, the two corpses took a big step forward together.

"..."

silence.

A cold wind swept across the hillside, carrying fallen leaves. The man in black stared ahead, mouth agape, speechless.

Absolutely unbelievable.

ah--?
After a long pause, he finally stammered, "There can be two of these?"

Are there only two such extraordinary people in the world?
Moreover, they were all named Zhang Wei, and they were all buried here... He began to wonder if he had learned the corpse-summoning technique incorrectly.
That's so weird!

Fortunately, there were only two corpses; the employer could take them both back. However, remembering his earlier boastful words, the man in black felt slightly worried.

The employer probably doesn't think of themselves as a glutton, right?
"Huh?" The puzzled man in black looked back and forth between the two corpses, then suddenly frowned.

One of the bodies was wearing overalls and had a middle-part hairstyle, making it impossible to see the face; the other was dressed relatively cleanly, with his head down so that his face was also obscured, but judging from the general outline, he should be a handsome man.

Its demeanor was also more dashing than the other corpses.

It stands out a bit.

He stared at the handsome corpse standing out from the crowd of dead, and asked with slight hesitation, "Was there this one just now?"

While he was pondering, the "corpse" suddenly raised its head, revealing a face with bright eyes and prominent eyebrows, and chuckled at him: "You have a pretty good memory."

"A living person?!" The man in black was startled and leaped backward.

Having played with corpses for half his life, this was the first time he had ever been frightened by one.

But it's too late.

The disguised handsome corpse was naturally Yue Wen. He was worried that he might not be able to defeat Qi Dian if he tried to save him head-on, so he secretly infiltrated among the group of "Zhang Wei".

Taking advantage of the opportunity to move forward, he closed the distance between himself and the man in black.

And now is the time for a sudden surge!

Swordsmanship!
A cold glint shot out from Yue Wen's wrist in an instant, the sword light as fast as Hou Yi shooting down the sun! If the distance had increased, the man in black might have had a chance to dodge, but the two of them were now less than seven steps apart.

The flying sword was swift, seven steps away.

Within seven steps, the flying sword is both fast and accurate!
laugh--

(End of this chapter)