Pang San Niang couldn't dodge.
So, she actually didn't dodge, and a strange curve appeared at the corner of her lips.
The gray shadow was Li Yuan.
Li Yuan slashed down with his blade, grazing Pang San Niang's cheek, then violently cut downward, but it felt like slicing into cotton, with no resistance and no splash of blood.
This slash seemed to pass through a transparent Pang San Niang, causing her no harm at all.
Pang San Niang's lips curled up.
Li Yuan flipped his hand and slashed again.
Whizz!!!
Pang San Niang was cut in two, falling in the dirt stupefied, seemingly unable to comprehend why she could be struck.
Li Yuan held the long blade diagonally, standing in the night wind.
The blade still held rolling hot blood.
Sizzle...
Sizzle sizzle sizzle...
The blood formed into beads, then rapidly rolled along the blade edge, crawling onto Li Yuan's arm, and seeped back into the pores; this was an unwitting discovery of his "Blood Recovery Skill."
He wasn't sure if it worked for other Sixth Grades.
"These ghost things have no blood. Normal attacks are completely ineffective on them. But... once infused with my Shadow Blood, ineffective attacks become effective."
"It seems that each Ghost Servant in the Ghost Realm is different...
After leaving the Ghost Realm, the Ghost Servants from the Mass Grave lose this ability."
Li Yuan reviewed this short fight, his gaze on the Ghost Servant on the ground.
"Pang San Niang" was chopped into two parts, but the cut showed no blood, instead revealing some wooden grain textures.
After a short moment, this "Pang San Niang" wasn't dead at all; not only wasn't she dead, but wisps of wood began to extrude from the grain, seemingly wanting to rejoin together.
Li Yuan slashed down again and began various experiments.
After a night's work, he succeeded in sending this Ghost Servant away.
The method was simple: fire and his blood.
Thus, "Pang San Niang" turned to ashes.
Having found a way to slay the Ghost Servants from the Carpenter's Shop, Li Yuan didn't hesitate to implement the plan to stall the Woodworker Ghost.
...
After returning to the manor, Li Yuan rested briefly, then went to Shanbao County jail to find death row prisoners.
However, after a round of inspections, these death row prisoners were too weak, none even at Ninth Grade; such ones would easily die.
With no better options, Li Yuan spent a day capturing bandits.
Catching them was troublesome but not difficult, as Wild Honored Guests had connections with bandits, and he got information with just a few inquiries.
Eventually, a somewhat renowned Eighth Grade bandit leader knelt on the ground, pleading "Spare me, grandpa," to which Li Yuan responded directly: "You have only one chance to live."
Soon after, he explained the plan to the bandit.
The bandit was scared witless, but had no choice but to agree.
...
With everything ready...
Li Yuan, Pang Yuanhua, who was seated in a wheelchair, and the bandit leader stood in front of a deserted small fisherman's house outside Silver Creek Square.
"What's your name?" Li Yuan asked.
The bandit leader quickly responded, "I... I'm Bao Dacong."
Li Yuan said, "I've explained everything to you; you've done much evil, and encountering me you should have died immediately. Now that you have a chance to live, you had better seize it well."
"Thank you, Ancestor, thank you for giving this little one a chance to live," the bandit leader replied, trembling, having long been frightened upon realizing this was the Blood Saber Ancestor.
Li Yuan didn't waste words.
He raised his hand, blood oozed from his palm, and blood beads shot out, landing on the bandit leader's body and face.
After staining him red, Li Yuan placed his hand on the wooden door of the abandoned fisherman's house, pausing slightly, "Remember well, once you enter the house, do nothing, and don't care if there's a door behind you, immediately turn and rush out! A moment's delay means death."
"Yes..." the bandit named Bao Dacong's heart pounded wildly; the gentle spring breeze was beautiful, but every breeze that blew on him filled him with terror.
In the next instant, Li Yuan opened the door, revealing the eerie Carpenter's Shop behind it.
With a push, Bao Dacong disappeared, as did the Carpenter's Shop.
In front of Li Yuan appeared broken fishing nets and baskets in the abandoned fisherman's house,
along with a mixed damp stench in the air.
The next moment, Bao Dacong suddenly emerged from the void, rolling onto the ground, screaming in terror like a slaughtered pig.
Pang Yuanhua watched this scene, surprised.
Li Yuan bent down and raised his hand, intending to retrieve the blood beads from Bao Dacong, only to find they had completely lost their vitality, becoming ordinary blood.
He frowned slightly, understanding that ghosts and Ghost Servants are different.
For Ghost Servants, Shadow Blood just needs to make a token appearance, but for ghosts... Shadow Blood is used as needed.
He glanced at Pang Yuanhua beside him.
Pang Yuanhua nodded, indicating they could proceed with the next step.
Immediately, Li Yuan smacked Bao Dacong half to death, and when he saw his overall strength drop to around "20," he started wandering with the bandit.
Wandering around, they entered the Ancient Street from a narrow passage.
Pang Yuanhua led Bao Dacong into the alley, heading for the Zhong Mansion.
Li Yuan waited outside.
He wouldn't enter the Zhong Mansion.
Ever since he vaguely guessed Xing Hai's motive, he harbored deep suspicion towards that place.
Under seemingly orderly organization, there might be a heart set on "harvesting leeks and raising pigs."
To earn ghost coins is hard, but killing to take wealth is easy.
Killing for money can bring a bad reputation, hence the need for "order" to "grow leeks and raise pigs."
Li Yuan didn't trust that so-called Mansion Master and Elder Council to have high moral integrity.
Maybe he was wrong, or maybe there existed even deeper vortices and intricate plots, but in any case, he wouldn't recklessly rush into the Zhong Mansion for any registration.
Xing Hai's "equipment" was diverse, who knew if his registration book had any special effects?
A long time later...
Pang Yuanhua came out and nodded to Li Yuan, indicating everything went smoothly.
The two of them quickly withdrew from the Ancient Street.
...
Meanwhile, in the depths of the west wing room number fourteen in the Zhong Mansion, a woman in a snow-white robe, with disheveled hair, stood before Bao Dacong.
But Bao Dacong wasn't standing; rather, he lay there.
Not only lying there, but his whole body was tied up with ropes.
The woman took out a knife as thin as a cicada's wing, measuring it on Bao Dacong's body, with a look of contemplation and focus in her numb eyes, somewhat reminiscent of Tang Nian during puppetry but even more obsessed, while various implements and strange gadgets were displayed on the wooden shelf beside her.
Bao Dacong let out a horrified scream.
The woman then tossed an unknown pill into his mouth, and Bao Dacong fell mute.
The woman gently said, "Don't worry, you won't die."
Saying so, she placed the knife against Bao Dacong's chest and thrust it in.
...
Li Yuan and Pang Yuanhua walked through the small woods outside Silver Creek Square, starting to head back home.
"Was it alright to leave it to Miss Long?"
Upon hearing "Miss Long," Pang Yuanhua felt some discomfort and shook her head, saying, "It's fine, he won't die."
"Giving a bandit to a young lady, having them share the same room, is a bit hard on her," Li Yuan said, "She likes to eat fried rice cakes, right?
Hmm... next time we should bring some for her."
Hearing "hard on," Pang Yuanhua inexplicably felt like laughing, and after a while, she said, "That woman surnamed Long is very formidable, but... she is also a monster.
Bao Dacong is also quite safe over there; that woman surnamed Long can ensure he doesn't die."
Li Yuan didn't have any aversion to such "monsters" that helped him; after thinking for a while, he jumped to the next topic: "Now there's just one step left."
"Yes, we go to Hua Mo County, I find the Ghost Servants, you kill them.
Once all the Carpenter's Shop Ghost Servants are slain, the Woodworker's Ghost Realm will be thoroughly stalled," Pang Yuanhua said.
Having reached this stage, Li Yuan felt a heavy weight slightly lifted off his shoulders.
At this moment, he felt like a repairer of houses; this place leaks, that place leaks, and he has to find a way to patch up the holes, so... he can live steadily here.
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