Chapter 16: Si Zheng


    “You are not a Hundred Ghosts Daoist at all!” Angry roar came from the ck mist.


    “Whether I am or not, what’s it to you?” Cang Fen was about to strike again with her dagger, but as she exerted force, she felt intense pain in her right arm. Looking sideways, she saw the ce where the ghost’s w had scratched her, enveloped in faint ck energy.


    “Is this… ghost poison?” Cang Fen frowned.


    Upon hearing this, Qin Feng was shocked. Ghost poison was the manifestation of the resentment of wandering souls and wild ghosts. Once contaminated, flesh and blood would be corroded. However, the most terrifying aspect of ghost poison was that it could infect the soul, causing it to scatter and disperse!


    Thinking of this, Qin Feng felt extremely guilty. If it weren’t for saving himself, with Miss Cang’s abilities, how could she be injured by a ghost’s w?


    No, it’s not the time to feel guilty now. I must pull myself together and think quickly. There must be a way out!


    Qin Feng’s brain spun rapidly, and in his sea of consciousness, the waterfall of knowledge began to surge. The books he had read about ghost cultivation shed through his mind like slides.


    Ghost cultivators were distinguished by the cycle of their cmity force. The higher the cycle, the stronger their power. It was worth noting that every time a ghost cultivator’s cmity force cycle twice, they could derive their own innate divine ability. Therefore, when facing ghost cultivators, extreme caution was necessary.


    Wait a minute, something’s not right. Miss Cang just said that this evil creature has only undergone the third cycle of cmity force. So why can it create such a strange space apart from its incredible speed divine ability?


    Before reaching the Fourth Cycle of cmity force, it’s impossible to possess two innate divine abilities. That’smon knowledge!


    Since it’s not a divine ability, it must be borrowed from an external object. This world is likely a spatial artifact simr to Listen To The Rain Pavilion. And as long as it’s an artifact, it must have a weak point!


    Qin Feng widened his eyes, a sh of gold deep within his pupils. He quickly scanned his surroundings; the peculiar world was full of tiny ck dots. These dots eventually converged into a mirror about half the size of a person behind him!


    Found it!


    Qin Feng was excited inside but kept a calm exterior. With his abilities, destroying an artifact was like a madman’s dream. But right now, Miss Cang was injured. If he shouted aloud, the evil creature would certainly stop him.


    I must find a secure way.


    Ghost cultivators sneered, “No matter what you are, since you’ve been tainted by my ghost poison, you’re undoubtedly dead. But for now, I must kill that kid to prevent furtherplications.”


    As his words fell, the ck mist coiled into a ball and emitted a piercing scream, rushing towards Qin Feng.


    Now’s my chance. Qin Feng calcted the distance and angle precisely and shouted, “Miss Cang, throw the dagger at it!”


    Cang Fen didn’t hesitate. With a muffled sound, she took another dagger from her waist and hurled it toward the ck mist.


    The dagger’s de shed with silver light, cutting through the air. However, it was easily dodged by the ck mist.


    “I have the swift divine ability; how can such a method hurt me?”


    Crack!


    Just then, a sound of a mirror shattering came from the peculiar world.


    “What?” The ghost cultivator abruptly turned around. The dagger was stuck in the void, and the space around it shattered like a broken mirror. It was the Space Treasure Item that someone had given it before – the Dark Sky Mirror!


    Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, Miss Cang’s aim was urate. If the dagger had missed, it might have been game over right then and there.


    “You little brat, did you calcte that just now?!”


    “I don’t care. The spatial artifact is damaged. The Demon yer Department and Si Zheng will be here soon. If I were you, I’d run now.”


    Ghost brother, we’re all just trying to make a living. No need to sacrifice yourself for others.


    Run! Qin Feng appeared calm on the surface, but he was panicking inside.


    The ck mist swayed, clearly struggling. Just when Qin Feng thought he had a chance, the other party roared hysterically, “Today, you will die!”


    Damn it! Qin Feng’s face turned pale instantly. How could he have anticipated that a ghost cultivator would be so dedicated to his job, willing to exchange his life for his employer’s?


    Due to the shattering of the Dark Sky Mirror, the surroundings began to copse. Familiar shouts from the street echoed once again.


    The ck mist, seemingly prepared to fight to the death, disregarded everything and surged toward Qin Feng! Is everything over?


    Just then, on the ground, amidst the ck shadows, a gigantic ck hand made of shadows suddenly shot out. It grabbed the ck mist surrounding the ghost cultivator and squeezed. The ck mist vanished instantly.


    Qin Feng was astonished. If he wasn’t mistaken, this should be a technique of the Hundred Ghost Daoist Fifth Rank—Shadow Puppetry!


    In the small city of Jinyang, the only person who could reach the Fifth Rank was none other than the chief of the Demon ying Department. Qin Feng couldn’t think of anyone else.


    Whoosh! A figurended on the ground. It was a middle-aged man dressed in ck, his face sharp and angr. He wore a two-star green jade token at his waist, and behind him, he carried a huge wine gourd, quite eye-catching.


    Seeing the neer, the ghost cultivator no longer wasted time attempting to kill Qin Feng. He swiftly fled southward.


    “If I let you escape again this time, I’ll write my name, Shi Zheng, backward.”


    As his words fell, the middle-aged man took off the wine gourd from his back and smashed it onto the ground with a bang. On the gray te, cracks spread like a spiderweb.


    He opened the wine gourd and said, “Capture!” Countless sky-blue rays shot out from the mouth of the gourd, rushing toward the surging ck mist. In the blink of an eye, the ghost cultivator, who possessed the swift divine ability, was bound by the blue light. The sound of sizzling and his screams filled the air as the ck mist melted away.


    Si Zheng said, “Refine!” The blue light intensified, apanied by a sharp scream. The ck mist no longer existed.


    “This damn ghost cultivator really knows how to hide. He made me stay awake for several nights. Hey, kid, are you alright?” Si Zheng turned his head and asked aloud.


    Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then reacted, “I’m fine, but Miss Cang, she…”


    Before he could finish speaking, a fragrant breeze wafted over. Cang Fen had already arrived by his side. “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”


    Qin Feng widened his eyes and quickly looked at her right arm, where the ghost’s w had scratched her. It was unexpectedly unharmed, as smooth and wless as before.


    He looked up at her and suddenly noticed a detail. Normally, Cang Fen’s ck square scarf could cover half her face, revealing only a pair of light blue eyes.


    But now, he saw a small section of her smooth and straight nose exposed. Could it be that Miss Cang had just taken off her scarf?


    Perhaps noticing Qin Feng’s gaze, Cang Fen lifted the ck scarf slightly, returning to her usual appearance.


    Qin Feng sighed inwardly, regretting his missed opportunity.


    “Oh, isn’t this little Cang? Do you know this kid?”


    Hiss!


    Suddenly, Qin Feng felt the temperature around him drop sharply, a sense of killing intent in the air!