Chapter 162: Centenary Vengeful Spirit [3]

"I'm going to eat you!"

Three ferocious ghosts burst through the corpses of Wei Xian's subordinates and instantly closed in on Yan Yu!

By the time Yan Yu attempted to cast another Daoist spell, it was already too late. Two ferocious ghosts, each possessing twenty years of cultivation, grabbed Yan Yu by either hand, while a female ghost with forty years of cultivation plunged directly into his body!

Upon seeing this, Wei Xian burst into laughter. "That's right, just like that! Drain this meddling brat dry of his vital essence and make him regret poking his nose into other people's business!"

Watching the female ghost enter his own body with his own eyes, Yan Yu did not appear as panicked as Wei Xian had imagined.

On the contrary, he seemed to let out a sigh of relief.

Wei Xian's subordinates finally reached Yan Yu, but since the two ferocious ghosts had already pinned him down, there was no longer any need for them to strike.

Everyone seemed to be waiting for Yan Yu to scream in agony and then perish on the spot.

Yet, that scene failed to materialize.

"What is going on here?" Wei Xian frowned. "Although this brat knows a bit of Daoism, the female ghost I raised is no pushover. How can she have been inside his body for so long without any reaction..."

Yan Yu glanced down at his own body and asked with genuine uncertainty, "Um... how are you holding up in there?"

While everyone was still bewildered, a ghostly face suddenly burst forth from Yan Yu's chest!

"Ah—" The female ghost's scream was exceptionally piercing, forcing Wei Xian's subordinates to cover their ears in agony.

"What the hell is happening?!" Wei Xian's expression changed drastically.

The head of the female ghost protruded from Yan Yu's chest, but her body remained trapped inside him, as if something was dragging her back, refusing to let her escape!

Seeing this, Wei Xian hurriedly stepped forward, attempting to use a spell to yank the female ghost back out of Yan Yu!

"Save me! Save me! There is... there is something inside this brat's..."

Before Wei Xian could finish casting his spell, the female ghost was forcefully sucked back into Yan Yu's body!

All movement ceased!

Yan Yu could only feel the female ghost being pulverized into nothingness within his body. Before her vital spirits could dissipate, they were all channeled directly toward his left arm!

It was the ghostly face wreaking havoc once again.

Yan Yu suddenly felt a twinge of pity for the female ghost. Of all things she could have done, she had to choose to burrow into his body.

Was his body really somewhere anyone could just crawl into?

She was practically marching straight into the barrel of a gun...

Yan Yu hadn't intended to summon his Qilin Arm to fight, but this female ghost had actively sought her own demise.

"Stinking brat, what on earth did you do?!" Wei Xian couldn't help but shout.

Yan Yu shook his body slightly and said indifferently, "The ferocious ghost you raised courted death on her own; you have no one else to blame. I advise you to release Doctor Liu right now, and I might just leave your corpse intact."

"What a joke!" Wei Xian snorted coldly. "Two fists are no match for four hands. So what if you're skilled? Better hurry up and make Zhang Jingtian hand over the secret arts of Mount Longhu, or else I might reconsider leaving Liu Yuxin with an intact corpse!"

As he spoke, Wei Xian's subordinates took a few more steps closer to Yan Yu.

Pushed into a corner, Yan Yu found himself with no way out. Wei Xian's subordinates were all heavily armed, and if a physical confrontation broke out, he feared he would be at a disadvantage.

His mind raced as he calculated his options. If it came down to an absolute emergency, he would have no choice but to let the ghostly face and the Qilin Arm out to help.

Just as he was thinking this, a commotion suddenly erupted from the hallway!

"Wei Xian! Your time is up!"

Zhang Jingtian's voice rang out, and soon his figure, alongside Meng Guohui, appeared at the end of the corridor, followed by a large contingent of Meng Guohui's men.

Staring at Zhang Jingtian, Wei Xian's expression turned exceptionally gloomy.

"So you've come as well. It seems you managed to track down my lair and came looking for trouble."

"Cut the crap!"

"I'd love to spare the nonsense, but look—who is this?" Wei Xian lifted Liu Yuxin, who was still in his grip.

Zhang Jingtian's expression instantly darkened. "You kidnapped my sister? Despicable!"

"What's the point of talking about benevolence and morality with people from the Ghost Valley Sect? If you want your sister to live, hand over the secret arts you stole!"

At this moment, the situation reached a boiling point.

Yan Yu was cornered against the wall. Even if he summoned his Qilin Arm, by the time he fought his way to Wei Xian, Wei Xian would have already killed Liu Yuxin.

"I need to think of a way!"

"Find an ally, strike when they least expect it..."

As Yan Yu pondered, an idea suddenly struck him. He carefully formed a hand seal and chanted silently under his breath:

"Heaven, earth, sun, moon, and stars, I summon the fierce nether spirits.
Golden mallets strike in chaos, iron staves swing at will.
Regardless of gods or ghosts, whatever demons and sprites there be.
At my single shout they are captured, possessing bodies to state their names.
Any who dare to disobey, shall be decapitated to reveal their true forms."

"I summon you now, descend swiftly! Obey this command as fast as law!"

A sudden gust of ghostly wind swept through the narrow infirmary, sending chills through Wei Xian's subordinates.

Wei Xian was entirely consumed by the negotiations with Zhang Jingtian and paid no attention to what was happening inside the room.

Yan Yu felt a ringing in his ears, followed by a slight tremor in his heart, as if a connection had been passively established with something unknown.

"Summoning me... comes at a price..." An icy female voice echoed in Yan Yu's ears.

Yan Yu quickly replied in his mind: "Understood! As long as you are willing to help me save someone, whatever wish you have, I will fulfill it for you!"

"My request... is very simple... once it's done... I will tell you..."

"Fine! Then I need your help right now to rescue the girl controlled by these villains!"

No sooner had Yan Yu finished speaking than a howling gale swept through the infirmary. The men in black surrounding Yan Yu were violently blown aside to both sides, while directly behind Wei Xian, a female ghost materialized out of thin air!

This female ghost was utterly hideous to behold. Her entire body was decaying and utterly unrecognizable; if not for her limbs, she barely even looked human. Thick layers of plastic wrap were tightly bound around her body, making her appearance bizarre and terrifying to the extreme.

Yet the moment she appeared, Wei Xian was scared out of his wits!

As a disciple of the Ghost Valley Sect, it was impossible for him to remain entirely oblivious to the presence of an ordinary ghost near him. But the female ghost standing behind him now had seemed to appear completely out of thin air.

There was only one possible explanation for such a phenomenon: the cultivation of this female ghost far exceeded anything he could possibly imagine!

"Let go..."

The female ghost reached out and thrust her hand straight through Wei Xian's chest. A wave of chilling numbness radiated from within his body, freezing him in place with terror.

Meanwhile, Liu Yuxin was effortlessly plucked from Wei Xian's grip by the female ghost and casually tossed toward Yan Yu!

Yan Yu hurriedly reached out and caught the unconscious Liu Yuxin.

He, too, stared in shock at the female ghost.

The nether spirit he had summoned possessed an aura of resentment so dense that it manifested as wisps of black vapor continuously dripping from her body onto the floor.

Though she appeared to have died only recently, her cultivation had already reached a terrifying level spanning nearly a century. This could only mean one thing—the grievance harbored within this female ghost's heart had reached an unfathomable extreme!

"A h-hundred-year ferocious ghost?!" Wei Xian stammered in shock. "What kind of virtue or ability do you possess, brat, that you could possibly make a century-old ferocious ghost step in to help?!"