There is a skill, officially named Soul Picking, colloquially known as Corpse Touching. When ghostly energy revives, one can even touch ghosts.
"Ding dang, your cheat system is online!...
"Dingdang, congratulations to the summoner for obtaining an upgraded ghost! Ghostly aura +1!"
"Evil spirit aura?" Fang Zong was a little confused.
A chilling power shrank in his palm, trying to be absorbed but unable to. The yang energy within his body seemed unable to devour this power, instead being constantly forced back, until Fang Zong's palms were covered in a thin layer of ice.
It took a third of the yang energy to suppress the evil spirit.
"Good stuff!" Ninth Sister popped up again.
She exclaimed in surprise, "The evil spirit energy has appeared so quickly? Three wisps of evil spirit energy can merge into one wisp of dragon yang energy, which is like leveling up! Don't let her go, this ghost is much stronger than the weaklings before!"
Much more amazing? This is simply...so exciting and delightful!
Fang Zong blinked, burst out of the water, and chased after it.
The evil spirit energy is different from the ghost energy, so it cannot be absorbed for the time being. Fang Zong then took out the Yin Preservation Wood.
Yin Cunmu is a magical artifact that came with Jiu Mei. Its level is too high for Fang Zong to use, but now that he has the method, he can use some of its most basic functions.
The first one is absorbing qi.
Yin-preserving wood can preserve ghost energy and evil ghost energy. As for the lower-level yin energy, as Jiu Mei has already said, can a fishing net with a mesh the size of a fist catch fish the length of a finger in the water?
Having just absorbed enough ghostly energy, Fang Zong moved very fast.
It's like a powerful train carriage that keeps derailing and crashing wildly.
Ninth Sister covered her face, thinking that using such an impact-based method to travel was truly something else.
Fang Zong was even more speechless, because he felt that the other party was... playing him?
That's right, we're just messing with him!
Fang Zong could already see who the other person was: the face of an ancient Eastern lady, with a small mouth, a beautiful shape, but as red as blood, followed by a delicate nose and a head of flowing black hair.
She was the fourth most notorious woman, but to be honest, Fang Zong didn't think so.
Fang Zong only derailed and crashed, which was fast, but the slut only needed to find some buildings and shake off Fang Zong a few times. However, the other party did not do that. Instead, he continued along the road and fought with Fang Zong. They exchanged punches and kicks, and his movements were swift and full of routines!
This isn't a slut at all; she's clearly a trained fighter!
"You've even learned kung fu?" Fang Zong asked in surprise.
The opponent's kung fu should be a kind of grappling technique, but not the kind from Western fighting. It's more like the Eagle Claw technique from the East. When I reached out to touch him, he grabbed my wrist but didn't attack.
The sword energy and the collision with the derailed object were easily dodged from an unbelievable angle by the opponent's soft and boneless body.
This was the first time Fang Zong had ever encountered such a ghost!
"Follow me!" the other person said, enunciating each word clearly.
Looking at Fang Zong's eyes, there was a deep meaning in them; even beautiful eyes can speak.
She grabbed the ugly woman with one hand and continued on her way.
Fang Zong: "..."
I'll go!
Rather than being lured there by you, I'd rather go with you!
As long as it's not alive, I've never been afraid of anyone.
Ninth Sister warned, "Watch out for landmines."
Fang Zong shook his head. As for ordinary landmines, he had a derailment impact that could explode faster than a landmine. He believed that the other party would not be able to obtain such a powerful weapon of mass destruction in such a short time.
In addition, there is one more thing ——————
Fang Zong was still unsure whether the ghosts could harm him if they used modern weapons.
About half an hour later, the other party dragged the ugly woman and floated into a relatively well-organized building.
Fang Zong discovered it was Meijin University.
Mizuki University is far inferior to Ritter University, which is an internationally renowned university. The former is just an ordinary, low-quality university, similar to a diploma mill in Donggok, and the difference is not significant.
Fang Zong followed him in and found that the other person had entered the dormitory building. When he got to the door, he found that the door was wide open and the doorman was slumped on the table.
I checked with my hand; she was still breathing, just dizzy.
"Not kill anyone?" Fang Zong asked, puzzled.
Then, we went straight in.
The hallway was brightly lit, suggesting it was a relatively nice dormitory, with single rooms that were quite spacious.
Fang Zong thought for a moment, then decided not to take the elevator and went up the stairs instead.
The first floor is completely empty;
The same applies to the second floor.
Upon reaching the third floor, Fang Zong spotted a figure ahead, dressed impeccably in a pink suit. When he turned around, he saw a remarkably handsome man with a hooked nose and deep-set eyes.
It's just... not alive.
He's a playboy!
"Hey, where's the slut?" Fang Zong asked as he walked over.
Playboys are the second most dangerous, even more so than harlots, but since they're not alive, Fang Zong isn't afraid of them.
He was very excited.
All the conspiracies and tricks are just paper tigers!
"A slut?" The playboy gave a knowing smile.
"I didn't see her." He glanced at Fang Zong and asked, "Is she from the East?"
“I’m glad you didn’t mistake me for a Japanese monkey, no, a Japanese person.” Fang Zong nodded.
The playboy spoke naturally in the Dongguo dialect: "You have the characteristics of a Dongguo person. You are neither arrogant nor servile, and you are also calm and proper. I like Dongguo people very much because there was once a Dongguo person like me who stood at the highest point. When there was nothing left to do, he would find some fun to do. As for the Japanese devils you mentioned, they would only bow and scrape in front of me."
"Then what?"
"Come with me, I'll treat you to a show."
When the playboy reached the end of the third floor, he easily opened a door and invited Fang Zong inside.
It's a girls' dormitory, single rooms.
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