The Supreme Martial Arts Master in the World of Nine

Whoosh!

The female ghost Dong Xiaoyu instantly flew out of the stone tablet and landed next to Qiu Sheng.

"If it weren't for the fact that her true form is too ugly, it wouldn't be bad to take Dong Xiaoyu in as a maid."

Looking at the other person's fair face, watery eyes, rosy lips, and high nose bridge, Zhao Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Unfortunately, it has flaws.

Zhao Yi would naturally not choose to stay by his side.

"You audacious monster!"

Uncle Nine's face immediately contorted with rage, and he thrust his peach wood sword forward.

"Master, please don't!"

Qiu Sheng lunged forward and grabbed Uncle Jiu's peach wood sword tightly.

"You unfilial disciple, how dare you stop me!" Uncle Nine glared at him, his beard practically twisted with rage.

"Get out of here!"

Uncle Nine was so angry that he kicked Qiu Sheng away again.

The peach wood sword vibrated with magical power, instantly illuminating a red light, and then slashed fiercely.

"what!"

The female ghost let out a miserable scream, and a large amount of ghostly energy emanated from her body.

"The Eye of Sin!"

[0 merit points (no physical merit, no hidden merit loss)]

[Sin Value: 0 (Nothing special)]

[Defeating the enemy will grant 0 strands of merit.]

"With neither merit nor sin, this female ghost certainly lives up to this unremarkable assessment."

Zhao Yi was also somewhat surprised.

Because ghosts are the embodiment of eighteen calamities, including poverty, decline, sorrow, disaster, shame, cruelty, stench, pain, death from illness, premature death, loneliness, lust, delusion, misfortune, disease, ill fate, suffering, and demonic possession.

Even if someone was a good person in life, they will change over time after becoming a ghost.

Female ghosts like Dong Xiaoyu are extremely rare.

Uncle Nine's Taoist magic was profound, and his strength was far beyond what the female ghost could match. He was quickly suppressed.

A peach wood sword was about to pierce the ghost's heart in an instant, shattering the female ghost's soul.

Clearly, the female ghost had bewitched Qiu Sheng, which angered Uncle Jiu.

Otherwise, Uncle Nine would usually put such a sinless ghost into an altar and place it in the ghost storage of the mortuary.

They were slowly given a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife, so that when their time in the underworld was up, they could be reincarnated in the netherworld.

"Master, no!"

"If you do this, she will never be able to be reborn," Qiu Sheng said, gripping the peach wood sword tightly, her voice tinged with a hint of pleading.

Uncle Nine was so angry he wanted to beat Qiu Sheng to death, but after all, he was his eldest disciple, so he couldn't bring himself to do it.

He looked at the female ghost and said in a lecturing tone, "By clinging to him like this, you'll only kill him!"

The female ghost looked at Qiu Sheng with a complicated expression.

"Master, please, let her go." Qiu Sheng's heart melted at the sight of the female ghost.

A night of marriage brings a hundred nights of kindness, but a day is like three autumns.

"If I let her go, will she let you go?" Uncle Nine said with a hint of exasperation.

The female ghost immediately looked at him calmly and slowly closed her eyes, seemingly resigning herself to fate.

"Master, why make it seem like a life-or-death separation?"

Seeing this, Zhao Yi immediately stepped forward and continued speaking.

"Just use the access authority to guide them to the underworld."

"I don't care if her ghostly aura is pure, her yin energy is thick and she has no resentment. Even if she has no merit, she will definitely not have any sins."

"Although some conditions are still missing before it can be used to guide the soul."

"But after all, her relationship with Senior Brother Qiusheng was just a fleeting affair."

"If we really kill her, wouldn't that confirm that Senior Brother Qiusheng is indeed a heartless and ungrateful person?"

"But if we let her go now, it's inevitable that she'll still have lingering ties with Senior Brother Qiusheng in the future."

"Humans and ghosts are destined to be apart; forcing a love between them will only lead to a tragic fate."

"Why don't we become lovers and give her a life of wealth and honor?"

"Anyway, it's not like we've lost anything."

Zhao Yi spoke slowly.

Zhao Yi wouldn't have said that if the other party hadn't been completely innocent.

Before Uncle Nine could even speak, he unleashed a burst of blood energy to earn merit points.

Although the female ghost had no merits, she also had no sins.

It lived up to the saying "ordinary and unremarkable".

In addition, Qiu Sheng and she had been married for three days, so it wouldn't hurt to use the benefits of the underworld to give her a fortune and earn some ghostly affection.

Of course, the main reason was that Zhao Yi had just obtained the authority to guide people to the underworld, and he was itching to try out the effects of this thing.

"This..." Uncle Nine was stunned for a moment.

In Uncle Nine's opinion, what Zhao Yi said was not wrong.

"Thank you, junior brother! Thank you, junior brother!" Qiu Sheng's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

He had also heard that his master had the authority to guide ghosts into the underworld.

However, Uncle Nine had also told Qiu Sheng that the qualification for this guiding authority was extremely valuable.

After all, those who are guided to the underworld either get a job in the underworld or are reborn into a good family.

Furthermore, the connection to the guide must be karmic. If the guide is misled or deceived and sends a sinful person there, the guide will be punished and bear the karmic consequences.

Therefore, even Uncle Nine has only guided two people over the years.

Neither of them were ordinary people; one was a virtuous person for five lifetimes, and the other was a person who had sacrificed himself to save thousands of people.

Now that Zhao Yi had spoken up, asking Uncle Jiu to send the female ghost to the underworld, Qiu Sheng was naturally excited.

He dared not open his mouth, not even mention it.

But Zhao Yi has opened one now.

"Never mind!"

"Ah Yi, you should take her there." Uncle Jiu looked at Qiu Sheng's affectionate expression, the female ghost's watery and aggrieved look, and Zhao Yi's itchy hands, and waved his hand weakly.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Yes, Master!"

Qiu Sheng and Zhao Yi bowed simultaneously.

"Junior Brother Zhao Yi, thank you for your help!" After thanking Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng bowed to Zhao Yi again.

"Sure, sure!"

When Zhao Yi saw that Uncle Jiu agreed, his face lit up with joy, and he subconsciously rubbed his hands together.

He immediately focused his mind and concentrated his energy, communicating with the underworld script between his eyebrows.

In an instant, Zhao Yi felt a slight burning sensation between his brows, followed by a bright, eerie light.

He raised his hand, quickly extended his sword-like fingers, and touched his brow.

"The Road to Yin and Yang—Open!"

boom!

The next moment, a cold wind swirled around them, and a crack appeared in the ground not far away.

It was like a gate to hell opening from the ground.

A heavy mist hung in the air, with faint, eerie light emanating from it.

The black crack seemed to devour everything in the mortal realm.

Go!

Zhao Yi's sword-like finger, which was pressed against his brow, suddenly moved forward a little.

In an instant, the female ghost's figure began to emit a faint, eerie blue light.

"Brother Sheng..."

The female ghost looked at Qiu Sheng, her face filled with emotion, a mixture of reluctance, complex feelings, reminiscence, and a touch of tenderness.

"Don't die so young in your next life!" Qiu Sheng looked at the female ghost, a hint of reluctance on his face.

But Qiu Sheng was a sensible person; he knew that there was no future for him and the female ghost.

Even if he isn't taken to the underworld, Uncle Nine will absolutely not allow him to meet the female ghost again.

He might even kill her in a fit of rage.

The current outcome is already perfect.

"Your earthly ties are severed; do not linger in this mortal world. Seek your destiny in the underworld!"

Zhao Yi gave a soft shout.

In an instant, the ghostly blue light enveloped the female ghost, and she vanished into the Yin-Yang Path.

In the blink of an eye, the eerie wind dissipated, and the night returned to its tranquility.

"bite--"