That night, he killed many monsters, and was also killed by monsters many times.
But none of that matters. What matters is that in the burial ground, he was like a perpetual motion machine. While others lost more spiritual energy the more they killed, he gained more spiritual energy the more he killed.
Spirituality can be squandered at will; it's inexhaustible.
The Taotie is the same; it is completely free-range and does not need any spiritual support to maintain its existence. It can be self-sufficient and has even grown larger.
Finally, Fang Xiu roughly estimated that he had killed about 100,000 monsters in one night, including several B-level and even A-level monsters.
He also encountered quite a few S-class and even a few strange creatures above S-class, but he didn't provoke them because it was too inefficient.
You might spend a lot of time and effort killing an S-rank monster, but the time wasted and the number of deaths you suffer is less than what you would have gained from killing a few low-rank monsters.
As for those above S-rank, there's no need to even think about it. Not only did they fail to kill a single one, but the other side came looking for them and killed them several times.
He himself killed 100,000, let alone the Taotie.
The bizarre feast they ate that night, converted to ghost money, would amount to at least four million!
Why so many? Because it's not just one gluttonous beast eating.
At first, there was a Taotie. After Fang Xiu's spiritual energy was fully replenished, he summoned another one, and then, after his spiritual energy was replenished, he summoned another one, and so on.
That night, he summoned a total of four Taotie!
He dispatched the four Taotie beasts to the four cardinal directions, maximizing their efficiency in killing monsters.
That's why he was able to earn over four million yuan in one night.
The ghost money came too easily, so much so that Fang Xiu sometimes wondered why people who accidentally entered the burial ground couldn't earn a hundred million even after staying there for several years.
Four million a day, and if we summon four more tomorrow, that's eight million a day.
Before long, let alone earning 100 million, it will be enough to buy the entire town of Baishi.
If the other people in the burial ground knew about Fang Xiu's current situation, they would definitely be so jealous they would break their own bodies.
Others work themselves to the bone to earn 100,000 a day, then spend 100,000 on accommodation, leaving them with nothing.
He, on the other hand, not only didn't spend a single penny, but also raked in millions in a single day; it's practically cheating.
After killing the eerie creatures all night, Fang Xiu decided to rest for a while and return to Baishi Town to exchange some ghost money.
The ghost money didn't appear out of thin air; it needed to be exchanged at a pawnshop, but he didn't know exactly how to do it.
Moreover, his purpose in coming to the burial site was not simply to hunt down the strange creatures; he also wanted to explore the secrets of the burial site and the traces left by Zhou Qingfeng.
Clearly, both the pawnshop in Baishi Town and the Yuelai Inn contain many secrets.
There were also the funeral clothes, substitute dolls, paper figures, and so on that Lu Ziming and his group bought.
These are all products of the previous era.
Undoubtedly, the combat power of the previous era was definitely stronger than that of this era, after all, the strongmen of this era have only just begun to rise.
In the previous era, they were already capable of launching a counterattack on the other side and then wiping out the entire enemy force.
The difference between the two is not small.
The fifth rank is by no means the end for Spirit Masters; there must have been sixth-rank powerhouses in the previous era.
Thinking this through, Fang Xiu slowly walked towards Baishi Town.
As for Yang Ming and his group, they were not released.
Everyone was injured in yesterday's battle, and their spiritual energy was severely depleted; they couldn't possibly recover overnight.
He had only walked a hundred meters when he suddenly stopped.
He calmly surveyed his surroundings and said indifferently, "Come out, all of you."
"Hehe... Such keen perception is unlike that of a third-tier Spirit Master." A sinister laugh rang out.
Immediately afterwards, a man dressed in funeral clothes, with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face, walked out from the eerie forest not far away.
"No wonder he was able to defeat the former captain; he really seems to have some skills."
"It's a pity that young people these days are too hot-blooded and blatantly break the rules set by us seniors, making it difficult for us seniors to do things."
Amidst the jeers and laughter, more and more men dressed in funeral clothes emerged from the eerie forest.
They looked at Fang Xiu with expressions ranging from mockery and rage to violence and coldness.
Although their expressions differed, the repression and madness hidden deep in their eyes were largely the same.
This is a unique feature of the burial ground. Anyone who stays in this ghostly place for a few years, killing ghosts day and night to make money, will have a resentment greater than that of the ghosts themselves.
Most of these people were at the fourth level, with only two at the fifth level, and even one foreigner.
Looking at the nine people in front of him, Fang Xiu remained calm and asked, "Where is Lu Ziming? Tell him to come out and see me."
"Oh?" A strange light flashed in the eyes of the man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face: "Captain Fang really thinks this is the headquarters?"
Do you know that we, the predecessors, established a rule long ago in order to make money and leave the burial grounds: no one is allowed to kill anyone at will, even if you have a blood feud with the murderer of your father, you have to endure it here.
But you killed Wei Xin, depriving us of one of our money-making tools. Tell me, how do you want to die?
"Oh dear, Lao Wang, don't scare the newcomer," a plump middle-aged man laughed.
"Fang Xiu, right? I heard you brought two younger sisters with you on this trip. Where are they? Did they die yesterday? That shouldn't be the case, after all, you took more than 500,000 ghost money from Wei Xin yesterday, which is enough to stay at the Yuelai Inn."
Call your younger sister out so your brothers can see her.
This middle-aged man clearly possessed some special sensory ability, as he even knew exactly how much money Wei Xin had been robbed of.
"Only nine people? How boring." A hint of disappointment was revealed in Fang Xiu's calm expression.
"Hehe, judging from what Captain Fang said, he doesn't take the nine of us seriously at all."
"Hey guys, don't let his calm demeanor fool you. He's probably scared out of his wits. Otherwise, why didn't we try to block the doors of the Yuelai Inn and the woodshed this morning?"
These young people were quite shrewd. Knowing they had gotten into trouble, they risked leaving the inn before dawn and ran outside the town.
What you don't know is that we've been in this burial ground for years; we wouldn't get lost even with our eyes closed. Think you can hide from us? You're still too green."
Another person said, "Fang Xiu, you don't need to worry too much. We are a very kind group of people and we certainly won't kill anyone easily."
"If you and your teammates each owe us one million ghost money and hand over those two girls, we might spare your life."
Just then, Lu Ziming finally appeared in the arena. His face was as white as paper, and his breathing was unsteady, clearly indicating that he had not yet recovered from his serious injuries.
As soon as he appeared, his eyes, filled with hatred, stared intently at Fang Xiu, wishing he could tear him to pieces.
“I don’t care about anyone else, but Fang Xiu must die! As for the other two women, I must own Luo Qingxin, and you can have the other one.”
This statement immediately displeased some people.
"Lu Ziming, there are only two women left in Baishi Town. Do you want to have one of them all to yourself?"
Lu Ziming sneered: "Luo Qingxin is my sister."
"Even your horse is useless!"
(late)
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