Chapter 84 of 100

Chapter 84

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The woman riding the black panther was extraordinary. Not only did she have a curvaceous figure, but her skin was also smooth and fine, with a healthy wheat color. Her face was beautiful, and she showed two small canine teeth, exuding a wild charm. Moreover, she was powerful, and although she wasn't invited onto the boat, her cultivation was around the seventh or eighth level of the Ghost Officer realm, with rich combat experience.

"Who defiled the Soul Collector's token!" the panther-riding woman shouted coldly, her almond eyes glaring, her gaze like sharp spears piercing the surrounding Ghost Talents.

"Hiss"

The Great Ghost Descendants couldn't help but draw in a cold breath, shrinking their necks, afraid of offending the panther woman.

"Du Mu Qing, it's him!" A Ghost Talent stood up, pointing at Su Xing who had just emerged from the ghost carriage, with a righteous air.

"Is it you?" Du Mu Qing looked over and couldn't help but show a strange expression.

"You must have mistaken me for someone else." Su Xing, with a roasted pig's head on top of his head, spoke in a muffled voice.

"As a Soul Collector of the Black Rank in the Prison Department, you dare to act so bizarrely in public, seeking attention and favor. You deserve punishment!" Du Mu Qing's eyes turned cold, and her arm suddenly swung.

"Clang"

A spear flew out, formed from ghostly essence, a powerful ghost technique. The moment it left Du Mu Qing's hand, it transformed into a sharp black lightning bolt in mid-air, piercing through the pig's head and nailing it to the pillar behind.

"......!"

Su Xing turned his head sharply and saw the tip of the black spear still buzzing. His face changed, immediately understanding what Zǐ Bù Yǔ meant by trouble.

"Trouble," Su Xing said, covering his forehead.

"Show me your token!" Du Mu Qing shouted.

"Don't attack."

Su Xing crawled out of the ghost carriage's wreckage, pulled out the Black Rank Soul Collector token from his waist, and showed it to Du Mu Qing.

Du Mu Qing's almond eyes flashed with black light for a moment, then calmed down. She said coldly, "The token is indeed real, so I can't let you off easily! Duel me!"

"Duel?"

Su Xing pursed his lips, his eyes openly roving over Du Mu Qing's fiery figure. "I can duel you, but your cultivation must be sealed at the Ghost Soldier realm, or it will cause too much damage!"

"This is where everyone eats, sacred and inviolable!" Su Xing added with a righteous tone.

"Damn, this guy is too shameless!"

"He left marks on most of the food, making it inedible, and he actually......!"

"Yes, I've never seen anyone as shameless as him!"

"Xing Su, I'll remember you!"

Everyone was indignant, cursing and learning Su Xing's name from the token he showed.

"What do you think?" Su Xing asked, his ears automatically filtering out the curses from the Great Ghost Descendants.

"You have a point," Du Mu Qing mused for a moment and nodded.

The previous battle between the Kunpeng's son and the three old servants was still vivid in her mind. The destruction caused by a Ghost Officer's battle was immense. If the Crown Prince hadn't intervened, the beautiful jade lake would have been a wasteland.

"Should we place some stakes?" Su Xing pondered.

"Stop dilly-dallying!" Du Mu Qing's almond eyes narrowed, and eight muffled sounds like firecrackers rang out around her as she sealed her cultivation to the ninth level of the Ghost Soldier realm.

"Accept the consequences, and let me see if you have the qualifications to be a Black Rank Soul Collector!"

Du Mu Qing shouted, slapping the black panther beneath her.

"Roar!"

The black panther roared, its powerful limbs running, transforming into a black lightning bolt, its speed too fast for the eye to follow.

"Shameless!" Su Xing exclaimed, feeling a blur before his eyes as two huge claws came at him!

"Hmph!" Du Mu Qing sneered. To become a Black Rank Soul Collector, she not only needed formidable strength but also a sharp mind.

"Bang"

The black panther's front claws hit the ground, missing Su Xing, who rolled away like a donkey.

"Chase him," Du Mu Qing said calmly, sitting steadily on the black panther's back, seemingly with no intention of attacking.

"What a savage girl, it really makes me want to conquer her!" Su Xing said sarcastically, but the situation was not in his favor. He was being chased by the black panther, looking quite狼狈.

The black panther was too fast, and Su Xing's eyes could hardly keep up. If he weren't as agile as a monkey, jumping between the beams and tables, he would have been caught long ago.

"Roar!"

The black panther, enraged, swept its two-meter-long tail like a sturdy iron whip, shattering several tables and table legs.

Su Xing turned and threw a roasted wild boar, which was torn apart by the black panther's front claws, releasing a fragrant aroma.

The Great Ghost Descendants drooled, but none chose to eat now, all wisely retreating to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

"Don't run if you have the guts," Du Mu Qing said.

"This is a strategic retreat!" Su Xing replied, not falling for it.

"Su Xing, go for it, take down the panther girl!"

Most Ghost Talents cursed Su Xing for being shameless and a scoundrel, but a few oddballs cheered him on.

"Looking for death!" Du Mu Qing's eyes turned cold, and two spears flew out, nearly piercing the oddballs' ghostly bodies.

"Is this all you've got, Su Xing? How do you usually catch vicious ghosts and evil spirits?" Du Mu Qing shouted, clearly provoked.

"I usually catch ghosts like this!" Su Xing shouted, suddenly turning around. He had somehow pulled a statue from the ground and threw it at the black panther.

"Roar!"

The black panther arched its back, its powerful hind legs pushing it over the statue.

But then, a fountain pool came straight at them!

Immediately, four or five large silver platters, originally used for food, were thrown by Su Xing as weapons, terrifying and lethal under his immense strength.

"Are you kidding, so violent!" Everyone was shocked by Su Xing's destructive art.

"Roar!"

The black panther, facing the incoming fountain pool, swiped at it with its front claws, the black light slicing through it silently.

At this moment, Du Mu Qing also attacked, piercing the four or five silver platters with four or five spears, nailing them to the stone pillars.

"Su Xing, what else do you have?" Du Mu Qing's eyebrows furrowed, her voice like a raging she-panther, her appearance strangely beautiful.

"Watch this!" Su Xing shouted, his voice coming from behind.

Du Mu Qing was startled, and the black panther immediately reacted, its animal instincts sensing the threat, sweeping its tail.

"Clang"

The tail, like a steel bar, collided with a thick iron rod, sparks flying, the sharp sound echoing in the hall.

The iron rod, as thick as an arm, was bent by the tail, which could skewer an elephant and bear tons of weight, but it was still bent.

Su Xing acted decisively, throwing away the iron rod and rushing forward. He had finally managed to get behind the black panther and wouldn't easily give up this opportunity.

"No way!"

Du Mu Qing immediately twisted her waist and turned back, a spear thrusting directly at Su Xing's chest.

"What a tough chick!" Su Xing's pupils contracted, feeling the gust of wind from behind, likely the black panther's tail.

"Silk Hand!"

Su Xing, in a flash of inspiration, extended his hand, which became soft and boneless like a snake, instantly wrapping around the incoming spear, slightly altering its trajectory.

Then, Su Xing's eyes turned cold, grabbing the spear and swinging his arm, directly thrusting the spear Du Mu Qing had thrown at the black panther's tail.

"Shriek" A spray of blood splattered, a segment of the black panther's tail was severed and nailed to the pillar.

The spear buzzed, the small segment of tail it had pierced still wriggling like a living thing, blood trickling down the pillar.

"Roar!" The black panther roared in fury.

"No!" Du Mu Qing screamed, hugging the black panther's neck, nearly in tears.

"Su Xing, you!" Du Mu Qing glared at him.

"Poof!"

Su Xing was about to throw Du Mu Qing off the black panther but was kicked away by the panther's hind leg.

"Bang"

Su Xing crashed into the wall, shattering it, and rebounded to the ground.

"Which family trained this panther to kick like a donkey!" Su Xing exclaimed, finding the black panther's unexpected move bizarre and surprising.

He pulled out several hard scales from his chest, now dented from the black panther's powerful kick.

The black panther, carrying Du Mu Qing, had stopped bleeding from its tail, likely due to some hemostatic medicine applied by Du Mu Qing.

"Why are you glaring at me? You were the one who insisted on the duel," Su Xing said, Du Mu Qing's almond eyes glaring at him like a raging she-panther, as if she wanted to eat him.

Actually, Su Xing was a bit nervous, fearing that Du Mu Qing might break her seal in anger, and with her eighth-level Ghost Officer cultivation, she could easily torment him a hundred times over.

But fortunately, Du Mu Qing kept her word. She didn't know that Su Xing's cultivation was only at the ninth level of the Ghost Soldier realm, not sealed, so she didn't break the seal and reveal her full strength.

"Didn't you want stakes? I will thoroughly defeat you, and then you will be my mount," Du Mu Qing said coldly, her beautiful almond eyes filled with ice.

"Be your mount?" Su Xing was taken aback, his eyes subconsciously scanning Du Mu Qing's plump buttocks.

So full, like she had given birth, being ridden by such a big butt, the black panther must be very happy, Su Xing thought to himself, a bit wickedly.

"Roar......"

The black panther growled, its eyes fixed on Su Xing, expressing anger and dissatisfaction.

"Afraid?"

Du Mu Qing asked, her almond eyes filled with disdain. If she knew what Su Xing was thinking, she would be so ashamed that she would eat him.

Losing and becoming a mount was a shameful thing, but Su Xing's thoughts were even more perverted, making it even worse.

"How not, cough, how could I be afraid!" Su Xing's eyes darted, realizing he had let something slip, and quickly corrected himself.

"If I win, you will be my bed-warming maid!" Su Xing said, leering at Du Mu Qing's curvaceous figure.

"You!" Du Mu Qing was furious, her body trembling with anger.

"What? Afraid?"

Su Xing asked, his eyes suddenly showing disdain.

"How could I be afraid! I won't lose!" Du Mu Qing's face turned cold, and she said sharply.

"Roar, bed-warming maid! Bed-warming maid!"

The few oddballs who had been pinned by the spears cheered.

"Who are these oddballs?"

"Never seen them before."

"They might be talented, but I doubt it."

"Probably sneaked in."

The other Ghost Talents whispered, discussing the oddballs, as they might have sneaked in, not being Great Ghost Descendants or Ghost Talents.

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