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Three Thousand Mountains were quite a distance from the Demon Sect, and flying there on a paper crane would take a while.

Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei took turns helming the paper crane, stopping at meal times to hunt some wild game in a patch of forest. Today’s catch was a rabbit.

Who would have thought that the adorable bunny would taste so good when roasted!

Mao Nanbei felt that coming on this journey was the correct choice.

If possible, she wanted to stick with her little junior brother forever.

With his cooking skills, I’ll never grow bored of his food, slurp!

After finishing the wild rabbit, it was time for their usual digestion routine. Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei leaned ungracefully against a large tree. The two of them uniformly rubbed their protruding bellies clockwise.

Lin Chan took out a cup and water bag from her storage ring, pouring a cup of water each for her master and Mao Nanbei.

Little Chan was always so obedient and understanding.

Once everyone finished eating and drinking, they were about to board the paper crane when Mao Nanbei grabbed Lu Xun’s sleeve and glanced west with a frown.

“Little Junior Brother, do you feel it?” Mao Nanbei asked.

“Feel what?” Lu Xun paused, baffled.

Even though he had acquired the special attribute of [Spiritual Power +1], his divine sense was still not notably strong. After all, his cultivation base was only at the initial realm, just slightly more potent than an ordinary cultivator at the initial realm.

“A dense presence of Yin Qi and Ghost Qi!” Mao Nanbei said, staring steadfastly to the west.

“A ghost?” Lu Xun queried.

Mao Nanbei nodded, “And it’s possibly Ghost King level!”

Upon hearing this, Lu Xun wasn’t worried; instead, he smiled and said, “That’s quite a coincidence.”

He recalled when he first met Mao Nanbei. Wasn’t she slaying ghosts at that time too?

In the heavy rain, as hundreds of ghosts roamed the night, someone blended among them, more cheerful than the ghosts.

That rainy day, an excited Mao Nanbei stood amidst the ghosts and slashed through over a hundred of them with a single blow!

To be precise, before they met, Mao Nanbei had slain a Ghost King, and the ghosts were just remnants left behind.

At this moment, Lu Xun was caught up in her excitement too.

As said before, players always view ghosts as benefits!

Why? Because slaying ghosts awards plentiful experience points!

Lu Xun gained 666 experience points merely from killing a little Mountain Ghost. The more advanced the ghost, the more bountiful the experience points received!

Thinking of this, he straightened up, facing the two women with a righteous expression, saying, “Since we’ve encountered the Ghost King, we should find a solution to eliminate it. Otherwise, it will be a great disaster for the mortal world!”

According to the settings in Heavenly Dust, ghosts are negative energy incarnate; even Ghost Kings have no intelligence and are dull creatures—they instinctively devour any life-form they come across, be it human, animal, even plants.

Their current position lay within the Demon Sect’s sphere of influence—if they let a Ghost King wander around freely, the Demon Sect will send someone to eradicate it once they get wind of the news.

This situation felt like their vegetable garden had a sudden infestation of locusts.

“Let’s go!” Mao Nanbei already couldn’t wait any longer—she was itching to resort to violence.

“Let’s go!” Lu Xun maintained his stern demeanor, yet inside he was yelling, “That’s experience points summoning me!”

Of course, both morally and logically, even without the experience points, he would still try to eliminate the ghost to the best of his ability.

Both of them, each more excited than the last, made Lin Chan—a girl still new to the world—slightly nervous.

“Ghosts… actual ghosts!” she thought.

If it were before, she would have surely been scared to death. But now things were different.

For one, she was now a cultivator. Second, she felt the safest when her master, the person who could provide her the most security, was by her side.

Three of them rode the paper crane towards the west. The distance was quite a blow and it’s no wonder Lu Xun couldn’t sense anything back then. They’d exceeded his divine sense range.

Deep within the dense forest, the surrounding vegetation was rapidly wilting. The forest fauna were scurrying away in all directions, those that were slow to react were instantly drained into mummified corpses.

Though we cordially refer to the ghosts as “Black Silly”, it doesn’t mean they aren’t terrifying!

Some of them look like:

Some look even like:

Scared now, are you?

This ghost king level ghost creature held an absolute high level that Lu Xun couldn’t pinpoint its basic information.

It wasn’t that big, just a size bigger than Mao Nanbei, but possessed terrifying destructive power.

Moreover, as it swallowed, it kept growing!

Some powerful ghosts could even damage the spirit vein, causing the intensity of the spiritual power in a certain area to decrease.

Before Lu Xun had a chance to say anything, Mao Nanbei, who was sitting on the paper crane, directly jumped down.

She jumped down from hundreds of meters high in the air, her cat ears blown straight by the wind, and the two small braids tied on her head were raised up, almost turning into skyward braids.

Lu Xun hadn’t seen Mao Nanbei take action many times. Since the little girl had already charged forward, he suddenly became interested.

Suddenly, the two golden bells on Mao Nanbei’s wrist flashed golden light, then turned into two small daggers held firmly in her small hands.

A domineering and fierce knife Qi formed at the blades of the two small daggers. Mao Nanbei, who was falling quickly from the sky, was extremely fierce and shouted:

“Old lady’s gonna cut off your head with one slash!”

The knife Qi cut towards the head of this ghost king class ghost. The ghost, which was at least level 30, didn’t even have time to react instinctively, and was split by the blade Qi!

It wasn’t like slicing a ghost king, but like cutting a black paper man.

“Little Chan seems more fierce than when we first met.” Lu Xun mused in his heart.

Even though Mao Nanbei would sunbathe at the door when she was free, looking lazy, her cultivation base was indeed advancing.

That was normal. After all, Lu Xun wouldn’t be the only one progressing.

However, Lu Xun was not sure if he was seeing things. Even though the ghost king should not have consciousness, he seemed to see a flicker of horror on its face just now!

This didn’t make sense!

The ghost, having lost its head, was engulfed in a black aura. It was expanding rapidly, as if it was being inflated.

It looked terrifying, like hundreds of faces were squeezing out of a massive black membrane.

They looked like they were trying to break the black membrane with their faces, but in reality, it was not. The fused ghost king was starting to split.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature seemed to become colder. Ghost Qi scattered, splitting into one after another more elusive, translucent being, mindlessly dispersing in all directions.

“Time to snatch some ghosts!” Lu Xun had been waiting for this moment.

He couldn’t take on this ghost king, but these split entities were a different story.

In an instant, dozens of ghosts that were aimlessly dispersing in all directions instinctively halted their advance.

The reason was no other than the sharp, unmatched sword Qi lingering before the grotesque, blurry faces of each of them.

Lu Xun, dressed in a black robe and holding his sword sheath, descended from the sky. The moment he landed, dozens of sword Qis shot out from his sheath, hovering before the face of each nearby ghost!

He stood there quietly, regardless if they understood or not, opened his mouth solemnly, and announced:

“I’m really sorry, but this road is closed.”

(ps: The third update, really wrote until almost 4 o’clock in the morning… The monthly ticket list suddenly exploded by twenty or so, I feel it can continue to explode, begging for monthly tickets!)