Chapter 153: Might Die



You can’t buy it by following the rules.

The starting price was 50 merits, and it quickly increased to 500 points.

For a person like Ning who practices Taoism in a disciplined manner, it would take decades to obtain this number.

But for these things without any moral constraints, although it is difficult to do good deeds, it is not without a way out.

Just on the periphery, aren’t there people selling other people’s life spans?

Yu Ning saw that the fruit was being sold for several hundred merits, which she could not afford at all. She evaluated the combat effectiveness of these things on the scene and finally came to a conclusion.

If she tries to fight him head-on, she won't be able to win.

She had captured a red-level evil spirit before, and the dirty things were classified into three colors: gray, purple, and red.

Red is the top.

But there is still a big gap between red and red.

Some red-rank ones are even stronger than spirit ghosts, and some have even reached the level of ghost immortals.

With just a quick glance, she could tell the faces of only a few, as for the others, she couldn't. But from the aura emanating from their bodies, she could tell that they must be superior to her.

It was difficult for her to fight alone, but it was impossible for her to deal with so many at once.

However, the most troublesome thing is the night wanderer standing behind that old woman who deserves a beating.

Yu Ning gritted her teeth secretly at the Night Walker's bag.

She actually wanted this bag too...but that's not the point.

The point is, it is ironic that such an object, a symbol of identity, appears in such a place.

It is this guy who deceives his superiors and subordinates. Perhaps there is someone higher up in the underworld behind him.

Yu Ning had a brief fantasy in the brief moment. At this moment, she hoped that this powerful Night Wandering God would shout, "I am an undercover agent. Everyone, get into the corner. Men on the left, women on the right. Come with me to be investigated!"

But this fantasy only lasted for a moment, and was broken the next second.

A red-level evil ghost lurking nearby suddenly attacked from behind and tried to snatch the fruit from the old woman's hand.

The masked man who had been motionless like a statue suddenly attacked and defeated the red-level evil ghost with just one punch.

There was total silence below.

Yu Ning's heart skipped a beat.

Just at that moment, she thought of her master.

Her master's Taoist name was Zewu, and he could perform Xingyiquan to perfection, integrating the Five Elements philosophy.

Every time Yu Ning followed her master out to exorcise evil spirits, she looked forward to watching her master practice boxing, just to see this set of boxing that, in her mind, was the most perfect.

It's a pity that she is not suitable for the master's boxing style, and several of her senior brothers are not suitable to learn it. After the master died, she will never see that kind of free and easy and graceful boxing style again.

But her trance only lasted for a second. In the blink of an eye, the red-level evil spirit had turned into ashes.

Yu Ning regained her dazed mind. The Night Wanderer's boxing skills were obviously different from her master's. Why did she suddenly think of her master?

It must be because the old woman's words just now were too irritating and angered her...

Her master was a peerless hero when he was alive, and he would never do such a shameless act as the Night Wandering God, deceiving his superiors and subordinates and aiding the evildoers.

Yu Ning narrowed her eyes.

The fighting power of this night-wandering god is obviously far superior to hers. He will definitely not be able to defeat her.

At the beginning, she was just like the red-level ghost, snatching the goods by force, showing off in her mouth, and then eating.

But they have a night-wandering god guarding them, if she goes over there, both her body and soul will be dispersed...

"600 merits. Is there a higher price?" The charming woman began to bid.

"650!" Someone below responded, and immediately someone else continued to shout, not wanting to be outdone.

Yu Ning gritted her teeth. She couldn't beat him, and she couldn't afford to buy anything. At this moment, it was the most difficult and torturous moment in her life. It was too cowardly.

But soon, Yu Ning's "most torturous moment" was invalidated because something even more torturous was coming.

“650 once, 650 twice, is there anything higher?

Are you all such cowards? What’s the difference between you and that small, insignificant sect?

Oh, I forgot, that small and insignificant sect, it still hasn’t paid off its debt to the underworld, a bunch of disciples are following them to pay off the debt owed by their ancestors, they are so poor, a bunch of poor bastards~~~~~~"

Poor, and a bunch of...

Yu Ning felt a stream of energy rising from his dantian and rushing straight to the top of his head.

She clearly didn't use the enhancement charm at this moment, but the uncontrollable rage still took over her mind.

Yu Ning gritted her teeth. Her sect and master had been humiliated. If she could swallow this humiliation, it wouldn't matter whether she lived or died.

In that case—Yu Ning’s eyes suddenly showed a cold light.

He pulled out a palm-sized small flag from his bag and looked in the direction of the Ghost Gate with a fearless look.

The magic weapon in her hand was left to her by her master, who repeatedly warned her not to use it.

I just gave it to her for safekeeping and told her not to touch it because it was too dangerous.

This is the Ghost King's soul-summoning flag. It takes fifty years of life to activate it. Once used, it will infinitely summon all the evil ghosts nearby.

Because it is an infinite summoning, no matter how many ghosts are nearby, they can come and attack indiscriminately.

I won't let her go just because she's holding the spirit-calling flag.

This place is next to the Ghost Gate, so you can imagine what kind of effect this thing will have if it is taken out.

Even if she couldn't summon big ghosts, she could get more small ghosts and win by numbers. After all, the Night Wandering God was under the organization of the underworld. With so many small ghosts coming all of a sudden, he couldn't let the Red Rank kill innocent people indiscriminately. Then, she would take advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters and grab the gains.

But if she did that, she would lose fifty years of her life, and she might even die on the spot...

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