Xiao Bai was a little embarrassed until Fang Zhiyi kicked its butt, and Xiao Bai took a deep breath.

Keep it up! Master said that if we can defeat this ghost today, I can graduate from my apprenticeship! Although it doesn't quite understand what graduating from an apprenticeship means.

There were no flying talismans or punches as expected. Xiao Bai perfectly learned Fang Zhiyi's fighting style, scattering talismans like they were free, and then throwing out chicken blood ropes. The paper doll was stunned by this fighting style. If it were just one or two talismans, it could dodge them, but now there was no way to dodge them. There were talismans everywhere!

The yellow talismans stuck firmly to its body the moment they touched it, and soon a burnt smell emanated from the spot where the talismans were stuck, followed by a large hole.

"Die! Die!" the paper figure roared in anger.

Little White looked reluctant, but its hands didn't stop. It pulled out two wooden plaques from its waist and swung them at the paper figure as if it were two swords. The paper figure was full of anger and didn't even think about dodging until the wooden plaques hit its face, at which point it realized something was wrong.

What kind of fake Taoist priest would use the spirit tablets of deities as weapons in a fight?

Fang Zhiyi wrapped her clothes up again, frowning as she watched the paper figure being chased and slashed by Xiaobai: "This black bear spirit isn't very skilled either. He's even using a deity's name, yet he's having trouble beating a paper figure."

"You should be content," Little Black said, shrinking his neck. "If those things in the sky knew you did this, they would definitely come down and beat you to death."

"Is it my fault? What could I do?"

As they spoke, Xiaobai had already cornered the paper figure. The once eerie and terrifying paper figure was now broken and trembling on the ground.

“Master…” Little White stopped what it was doing and looked back at Fang Zhiyi with some hesitation.

Fang Zhiyi sighed: "It's a ghost, but not a demon. If you don't destroy it, it will surely become a scourge in the future." This rat spirit is good in every way, but I don't know why it's always so soft-hearted.

“But didn’t you say that all things have a spirit… Can’t we just let it change its ways later?” Xiaobai said.

Fang Zhiyi shook her head: "Other ghosts might be able to, but not this one. The paper figure became a spirit because some idiot gave it eyes, and then it absorbed a lot of resentment. It's different from you. To be indistinguishable from a living person, it must kill, skin, and bleed. Look at it, doesn't it already have the characteristics of a living person?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaobai turned to look at the paper figure and saw that some parts of the paper figure were clearly the skin of a living person, and those were the areas that had not been broken.

"The paper figure is deeply obsessed; it only wants to become a living person. But for it to become a living person, at least a dozen lives will have to be sacrificed. You decide for yourself." Fang Zhiyi turned and left.

After walking for a while, they suddenly heard a scream behind them. A moment later, Xiaobai trotted up to catch up.

"Master, I'm sorry."

"Um?"

"I... I shouldn't have questioned you."

"It's good to question me, but I'm not necessarily right either. Since you want to be a demon who cultivates the Tao, you should at least know what is right and what is wrong." Fang Zhiyi reached out and patted Xiaobai's shoulder. "No one is always right. The process of seeking the Tao is also a complex process of correction. Only by constantly discovering mistakes and correcting them in time can you continue on your path."

Xiao Bai seemed to be deep in thought, and Fang Zhiyi noticed again that a white light was emanating from its body, which was even more dazzling than before.

"This fool doesn't even realize he's being pushed onto the path of immortality by you." Xiao Hei's words can sometimes be even more venomous than Fang Zhiyi's.

"If a black bear can uphold the Dao, it's not surprising that a rat can become an immortal." Fang Zhiyi looked up at the sky. "If I can't borrow their power, can't I at least cultivate an immortal myself?"