Chapter 87

In the somewhat quiet carriage, the crisp sound of the collision was so abrupt that it could not be ignored.

The pale-faced Sect Master glanced at the young man out of the corner of his eye, then his gaze fixed on the pendant. After that, he opened his mouth wide and was completely stunned.

"Sorry, I disturbed the two of you." The young man's lips curled up, and he looked at the Sect Master with a smile that was not quite a smile: "Do I need to introduce myself?"

Then, the young man added lightly: "My name is Song Shuhang."

It was just a common, refined male name.

The foreign monk didn't understand why this mysterious young man was introducing himself at this moment? But at this time, he saw the powerful Sect Master suddenly change his expression!

That expression was as if he had encountered the end of the world, full of terror!

There's a plot twist?! The foreign monk's heart stirred.

Seeing this, Song Shuhang lowered his eyes, and the curve of his lips became more pronounced.

Then, a talisman slipped between his fingers, and he softly shouted: "Break!"

It was an Evil-Dispelling Talisman!

A fierce, invincible spiritual power was released from the talisman!

This was a powerful spiritual power that the Sect Master and the foreign monk could hardly imagine, sweeping through the entire carriage like a hurricane.

In an instant, the negative energy of the ghostly beings in the carriage was completely dispelled!

The small ghosts that the Sect Master had released to destroy the surveillance in each carriage didn't even have time to cry out before they were crushed by the massive spiritual power, turning into tiny particles of energy in the air!

Even the Ghost General Ku You behind the Sect Master could not escape. It was squeezed in the carriage to maintain the Sect Master's half-body, and it was directly dissolved by the fierce spiritual power.

"Ugh~" Ghost General Ku You let out a miserable cry and quickly retreated from the carriage.

But, running was useless!

The power of the Evil-Dispelling Talisman relentlessly pursued the Ghost General, driving it out for two carriages!

When the power of the Evil-Dispelling Talisman dissipated, Ghost General Ku You was left with only one-tenth of its ghostly body, extremely weak, and could not move in the carriage.

All this happened in the blink of an eye!

Afterward, the foreign monk felt a sudden brightness, as the negative energy of the ghostly beings in the carriage was completely dispelled, and the carriage returned to its brightness. The passengers, who were trapped in terrifying hallucinations, calmed down, no longer trembling in fear, and were like they had just woken up from a deep sleep.

The foreign monk's eyes showed wild joy—using a famous saying from China, he was truly at the end of his rope, but now he saw a glimmer of hope!

The Sect Master, however, was ashen-faced, retreating step by step.

He was originally a ghost cultivator of the evil path, with true qi that was predominantly yin and cold. Although he wouldn't be 'purified' by the Evil-Dispelling Talisman like a ghost, he suffered greatly in the hurricane of spiritual power. Combined with the severe poison in his body, things were truly terrible.

But even worse, how could this Senior Song be here?

The Sect Master felt his legs trembling again, unable to stand steadily.

According to the clues left by the four special drugs, shouldn't this Senior be heading to the Yuanlong Pharmacy? Why is he here!

Could it be... this is also part of the other party's trap? Everything, just to force him into this narrow carriage?

It turns out that he never had a turn of luck, and the previous good fortune was just a last flicker of hope before death?

What a joke!

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Song Shuhang's smile became even more pronounced... now he could confirm the true identity of the ghost cultivator before him.

Staring at the spirit ghost pendant in a daze rather than with surprise; being shocked by the name Song Shuhang; and after he used the Evil-Dispelling Talisman, the other party's ashen face, desperately wanting to escape. Plus, the faint special medicinal scent on the other party.

It was undoubtedly the Sect Master.

He didn't expect that the other party would be on the subway leaving the 'Yuanlong Pharmacy.' It was a close call, almost missing him.

Fortunately, today he met that cute little girl, and his 'good person attribute' burst, making him hold her for three more stops on the subway. Otherwise, if he had rushed to the Yuanlong Pharmacy today, he would have been destined not to find any clues about the Sect Master.

It's truly a case of 'searching high and low without success, but finding it unexpectedly'!

Who says good people don't get good rewards?

Sometimes, good people do have good luck!

Although the current situation is different from what he had planned, and he has encountered the Sect Master face-to-face earlier than expected.

But he likes this change!

So, what should I do now?

Make good use of everything I have, the three talisman treasures, the invisible flying sword, and... the identity of Senior Song!

Now, he needs to maintain a powerful aura, an intimidating aura!

He needs to maintain the image of a senior expert, and if necessary, he can make his body tremble, again and again, to intimidate the other party. Otherwise, if the Sect Master sees through it, he might kill him in a moment.

In short, it's time to show off.

And he must do it well. If he doesn't, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Although he thought a lot, Song Shuhang's face remained calm, and he said lightly: "Alright, with those filthy things gone, we can have a good chat."

This calm demeanor made people feel that he had dispelled the ghostly beings in the carriage as easily as blowing a breath.

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Have a good chat, about how I'm going to die?

At this moment, the Sect Master had only one thought: escape.

It must be said that sometimes the 'first impression' of humans is very important. The Sect Master firmly believed that Song Shuhang was a senior expert and no longer doubted it! As a cautious and timid ghost cultivator, he was very skilled in escaping. There were all kinds of escape methods, only what you can't think of, not what he couldn't do.

This Senior Song was unfathomable, wealthy, and cruel, skilled in using poison. He was now weak and poisoned by the other party. There was no hope of victory, only escape.

As long as there's a green hill, there's firewood to burn!

However, just as this thought arose, he saw the young-looking Senior Song slowly draw out an intangible object.

It was something he couldn't see with his eyes, but... he could faintly sense a dangerous, sharp aura.

He had sensed this feeling many years ago from a powerful cultivator, it was a flying sword! The ability to take someone's head from a thousand miles away as easily as picking something from a pocket, that's what a flying sword can do, incredibly fast.

He still remembered that year, when he was only at the 1st Rank. By luck, he followed several senior cultivators to explore an ancient immortal relic.

During the exploration, he felt the urge to urinate and found an opportunity to relieve himself in a corner. At that moment, the senior cultivator with the flying sword suddenly summoned it, traveling a thousand miles in an instant to cut off the enemy's head and return. The whole process... the Sect Master hadn't even finished urinating.

Faced with such a treasure, he had nowhere to run, and the Sect Master's secretly retreating steps stopped.

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'As I suspected, even if it can't be seen with the naked eye, as long as I hold the flying sword and consciously reveal the 'flying sword' to the enemy, cultivators above the 2nd Rank will have a slight sense of it.' Song Shuhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he saw that the Sect Master had the intention to escape, so he thought of using the flying sword to intimidate him—absolutely could not let the Sect Master escape, otherwise, in the vast sea of people, it would be too difficult to find him again.

At the same time, he secretly held a 'sword talisman' in his hand. If the Sect Master tried to escape, he would immediately use the sword talisman. But this was a last resort—Song Shuhang couldn't be sure if one sword talisman was enough to take down the Sect Master.

Fortunately, the Sect Master was intimidated by the aura of the 'flying sword.'

Song Shuhang's lips curled into a mysterious smile: "Hehe, you want to escape? Do you think you can escape from this seat?"

—How embarrassing, when he called himself 'this seat,' he felt goosebumps all over his back.

"Senior Song, this junior has failed to recognize a mountain, disturbing you. Please, Senior... show this junior a path to survival." The Sect Master, with no way out, bitterly begged for his life.

Unable to escape... that's what the Sect Master thought.

This 'path to survival' would likely cost him more than he could imagine. And it was uncertain whether there was even a 'path to survival.'

"Path to survival? Hahaha." Song Shuhang laughed heartily... while laughing, his mind was racing, coming up with many plans.

"Has this seat given you enough chances?" Song Shuhang asked in return.

The Sect Master's heart was instantly filled with countless regrets. Indeed, he had mistakenly thought this 'senior' might be an ordinary person, his mind clouded by greed, and he had repeatedly tested this 'senior.'

"But this seat can give you one last chance." Song Shuhang leaned on the flying sword, exuding the aura of an expert. He looked down at the Sect Master and continued coldly: "To avoid being accused of bullying a junior, which would damage this seat's reputation."

[The one before me is just an ant, just an ant, an ant!] Song Shuhang continued to look down at the Sect Master, his gaze devoid of any emotion.

The Sect Master felt that at this moment, Senior Song's gaze... was like that of an ancient demon god mockingly looking at a tiny ant under his finger, incredibly terrifying!