"Triblekill! Congratulations to the Summoner for getting a triple kill and triggering a lucky streak, gaining +1 to Sword Aura!"
With a snap, the little devil vanished into thin air.
Lin Qiaoyu rolled her eyes, feeling utterly disheartened.
Fang Zong was also stunned.
Sword energy?
He sensed a sword aura of a certain power level.
How is that possible!
As he grew stronger, it was like a high-level character in a game, decked out in gold gear, running around the newbie village and bullying the monsters. He was lucky if he could even touch the ghostly aura; if it wasn't yin energy, he'd just turn red in the face and pale in the dark.
But this brat gave him sword energy ability?
Suddenly, Fang Zong had an idea.
His Drunken Sword Technique was taught by Lin Qiaoyu, and this place is Lin Qiaoyu's school!
The ghosts here are all ghosts that had some foundation when they were alive!
Fang Zong licked his lips, feeling the sharp aura of the Killing Slash within his body, which suddenly became a little more violent.
Seeing his drooling look, Lin Qiaoyu felt a chill run down her spine.
“Alright,” Lin Qiaoyu said in a low voice, “I know that Dongcheng Mountain must be eradicated. Just kill them, but please be gentle when you do it.”
"Okay, but there's an Iron Demon here."
"Huh?" Lin Qiaoyu didn't know that. "Then be ruthless, but be careful."
"Really be ruthless?" Fang Zong asked.
With Fang Zong's safety at stake, Lin Qiaoyu dared not deceive herself any longer.
She knew very well that Dongcheng Mountain was no longer the Dongcheng Mountain it used to be.
But……
Just as Lin Qiaoyu gritted her teeth, hardened her heart, and prepared to let Fang Zong go all out, Fang Zong happened to turn around.
Behind Fang Zong, a plump woman who looked to be around thirty years old and dressed in modern clothes appeared out of nowhere.
The woman's charm manifests as maturity and composure; her temperament seems to have passed through the budding of spring, the passion of summer, and the harvest of autumn.
What remains is that lingering, heart-stirring taste of winter.
"Men are represented by Qian (☰), and women by Kun (☷). The great Dao of Qian and Kun is supreme in its emptiness."
The plump woman laughed at Fang Zong and said, "Although my Chongxu Temple is a place of uncivilized ghosts, it is not exempt from the harmony of Yin and Yang and the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth."
Why is he so irritable when his son-in-law comes to visit?
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