Chapter 469: Second Ghost! No Trick, Just Skill! Shock! You’re Not Human!?

Boom!

With that, the dressing box shattered instantly. The ghost had barely manifested a face before it was completely annihilated by the ink-black energy.

“There’s another ghost!”

Everyone in the room was shocked. There were actually two ghosts in Room 8!

Master Zhiqing hadn’t expected this either. He was suddenly dumbfounded and thought,

How the hell did I survive in this situation?

Li Yanchu retracted his primordial spirit manifestation, having just destroyed the second ghost from the dressing box. His internal spiritual power did not increase further, seeming to have reached some kind of limit.

“Daoist Master, what exactly is going on?” Master Zhiqing asked.

To accurately recognize that a second ghost was hiding in the room required immense wisdom and calm analysis.

Then, Master Zhiqing immediately understood that the big-eared ghost attacked when it heard human speech, but the one preventing him from leaving was the ghost inside the dressing box.

In other words, if he had assumed the big-eared ghost was truly destroyed and left the room prematurely, he would likely have been attacked by the ghost in the dressing box, and probably killed instantly.

Taking a deep breath, Master Zhiqing’s admiration for Li Yanchu surged rapidly.

“Don’t look at me with that expression, it’s nothing complicated,” Li Yanchu thought to himself. “It’s not from careful analysis; I just saw it with my Spirit Eyes.”

He gave Master Zhiqing a faint smile and said, “There’s no trick to this, just simple skills!”

This simple line deeply impressed both Zhang Wei and Master Zhiqing. Could it be that he had accumulated this level of experience by slaying too many demons?

It suddenly dawned on Master Zhiqing,

It seems I haven’t slain enough demons yet. I need to work harder!

He struggled to his feet and bowed respectfully to Li Yanchu.

“Thank you, Daoist Master, for your guidance!” he said respectfully.

For cultivators, especially those with exceptional comprehension, even a casually spoken word from a senior master could trigger a breakthrough in their cultivation.

At this moment, Li Yanchu held that position in Master Zhiqing’s heart. His image immediately seemed taller, grander.

Then, the three of them decided to enter Room 8, and Li Yanchu closed the door behind them.

“The ghosts here have all been slain. It’s safe for now. You can rest... just a little.”

𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Senior Cao Cao is surprisingly considerate.

Hearing his words, Zhang Wei’s admiration surged like a boundless river.

“After you rescued Zhang Wei, what exactly happened?” Li Yanchu asked.

“I detonated that Buddhist prayer bead myself and seized the chance to escape in the chaos. But the pale arm from the spirit tablet still relentlessly tried to strangle me. I had no choice but to rush into Room 8. Unexpectedly, that pale arm didn’t move at all; it quickly recoiled as if it had touched a hot iron. I can say that it was thanks to the ghosts in Room 8 that I survived against the spirit tablet ghost until now.”

Master Zhiqing still felt a chill just recalling it.

“Wait, then why did you know the killing patterns of this ghost and some other details?” Li Yanchu asked.

Master Zhiqing took out a yellowed sheet of paper from his robe.

On it, in a wildly messy script, were instructions:

Stay far away from this dressing box. Do not speak! Do not speak! Do not speak!!! Anyone who enters this room will never be able to leave again.

That was the final message left in the note.

Li Yanchu carefully examined the paper. It was hard to tell its age; it looked neither old nor new, and its exact era was uncertain.

He suddenly thought of something and said, “Liu Jun, does this look like your grandfather’s handwriting, or perhaps your father’s?”

Liu Jun stepped forward and shook her head slightly.

“This thing is practically a treasure when things get dangerous!” Zhang Wei exclaimed.

“Master Zhiqing, have you seen any other people in this town?” Li Yanchu asked.

Master Zhiqing nodded. “There was a person dressed like a yin-yang master, accompanied by a gender-ambiguous demon. They looked very sinister. They seemed to be heading toward the back of the town. Not only that, I secretly saw a lady in palace attire following them toward the back as well.”

Li Yanchu nodded, impressed that Master Zhiqing had observed so much.

The question remained, though: Were these people inherently part of this mysterious town, or had they accidentally wandered into the blood-mooned town?

“Too bad I destroyed the Buddhist prayer bead. Otherwise, I could have assisted you, Daoist Master,” Master Zhiqing said solemnly.

“Where did you get the prayer bead?” Li Yanchu asked.

“Room 1,” Master Zhiqing replied. He added, “There was also the corpse of a monk there. Half of his head had been bitten away, but the monk must have successfully sealed that ghost. I felt no danger in Room 1 after that.”

Master Zhiqing’s expression darkened with sorrow, perhaps at the sight of a Buddhist cultivator being brutally harmed, feeling shared sorrow at another’s misfortune.

“Are these the three people we’re looking for?” Li Yanchu asked.

“No,” Master Zhiqing shook his head.

The three missing exorcists were two Buddhist disciples and one Daoist. All three had seen their portraits. Although the monk from Room 1 had half of his head bitten away, his features were still somewhat recognizable.

Li Yanchu nodded slightly.

That makes sense.

He had originally thought this monk might be one of the three they were seeking. But if his magical artifact couldn’t enter the town, then the others’ artifacts probably wouldn’t work either.

“It’s a pity that our cultivation has all vanished. If it weren’t for the rules of this town, I would have turned the entire place upside down,” Master Zhiqing said angrily.

“Exactly! Our cultivation is gone, our artifacts are gone... what are we supposed to do?” Zhang Wei agreed wholeheartedly.

Suddenly, the two of them seemed to realize something. Their necks stiffened slightly as they turned to look at Li Yanchu, their eyes fixed on him.

“Daoist Master, why do you still have your cultivation?” Master Zhiqing asked curiously.

Right, why does Li Yanchu still have his cultivation when they all entered this mysterious town together...?

Zhang Wei perked up his ears as well.

“It’s because slaying evil spirits restores a small portion of cultivation for each one killed,” Li Yanchu explained.

In the future, these two would also have opportunities to kill ghosts and would surely discover this secret. Might as well tell them early, especially since the three of them were working together, there was no harm in revealing it.

But to his surprise, Master Zhiqing immediately objected, “That’s absolutely impossible! I also lost my cultivation here, but even after killing a small ghost with the Buddhist prayer bead, I didn’t feel anything at all.”

“Huh?” Li Yanchu was momentarily taken aback. He had always assumed that everyone’s experience would be the same, without any exceptions.

But it turned out that they didn’t recover their cultivation by killing ghosts.