Chapter Ninety-Five: Blood Sacrifice to the Red Matchmaker Xiao [2]

Yan Yu walked alone down the street. The shops on both sides had long since closed.

Hearing Yan Yu mock him, Liu Sen said in a sinister voice, “Kid, where’s that female ghost from last time? Why isn’t she with you?”

“Do I need helpers to deal with you?” Yan Yu said with a smile.

“Last time I was off guard. Since you dared come alone today, I’ll make sure you never leave!”

“I’d be very eager to learn what you can do.”

Yan Yu pinched a willow leaf he had picked from the roadside and chanted, “Heaven clear, earth bright; yin turbid, yang pure. Open my spiritual sight, let heart and light be distinct! Hurry, as the law decrees!”

The willow leaf brushed lightly across his eyes, and golden light burst from his gaze. His yin-yang sight had been awakened.

The world looked entirely different to Yan Yu now. Thick miasma of yin energy was spreading from Liu Sen’s body, far stronger than before.

It seemed Liu Sen had indeed come prepared. No wonder he was so full of confidence.

Knowing Yan Yu’s abilities, Liu Sen wasted no more words. He took out a hairpin at once, pierced his palm, and summoned the red-clad vengeful ghost Xiao Hongniang.

“By the ancestral command, a vajra formation on both sides, a thousand-li soul-chasing decree—show your true form at once!”

A shrill laugh rang out, and a stream of ghostly energy drifted out from the hairpin. In an instant, it took the shape of a headless bride, floating in the air.

“A ghost! A ghost!”

Su Hanxue and the others were so terrified they nearly wet themselves and lost control of their bowels.

Liu Sen turned back and said, “Stay in the car. Once I’ve dealt with this punk, I’ll help you handle that old man Su Wu!”

How could Su Hanxue and the others dare to linger? They all rushed into the car in a panic, though they still peered furtively out through the windows.

Su Wentao fixed his eyes tightly on Yan Yu. “This kid actually has this kind of skill. I really underestimated him before...”

Yan Yu looked at Xiao Hongniang and smiled faintly. “Still not enough after last time’s lesson from my palm thunder?”

As if remembering Yan Yu, Xiao Hongniang flailed her arms and bared her teeth, as though she would gladly tear him to pieces.

“Yan Yu, don’t get cocky!” Liu Sen barked.

With that, he gave the order, and Xiao Hongniang lunged straight at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu sidestepped, avoiding the attack. With a cold snort, he shouted, “The heavens and earth are boundless; the Tao works by itself! Edict!”

Because of the events at the internet addiction center, Yan Yu’s merit had risen considerably, and so had his strength. What should have been only a small exorcising spell actually struck with surprising force, frightening Xiao Hongniang so badly that she shot away more than ten meters.

Yan Yu pinched the exorcising talisman between his fingers and laughed. “I haven’t even made a move yet. Was that really worth getting so scared over?”

Xiao Hongniang seemed to fly into a rage. She transformed into a gust of yin wind and came at Yan Yu once more.

A faint smile touched Yan Yu’s lips. He actually charged straight into the wind. After sprinting a few meters, he leaped high into the air, and his right hand, wrapped in the exorcising talisman, thrust directly into the yin wind. Then, in one brutal motion, he dragged Xiao Hongniang out of it.

Crash!

Yan Yu landed and slammed Xiao Hongniang hard to the ground, so hard that her spirit grew even more faint and insubstantial.

“What are you putting on that act for?” Yan Yu said with a light smile.

Liu Sen’s expression changed dramatically. “This kid... the last time I saw him, he still needed talismanic blood essence just to deal with Xiao Hongniang. How has he gotten so ferocious this time, that he can actually grab a ghost with his bare hands?!”

“Aaah—”

Xiao Hongniang let out a shrill, piercing cry, struggling wildly with both hands. Yan Yu was riding on top of her, wanting to slap her twice, but the damned thing had no head at all, leaving his hand suspended awkwardly in midair.

“Gihihihi!”

Seeming to notice Yan Yu’s embarrassment, Xiao Hongniang actually let out a mocking laugh.

Yan Yu’s face reddened. He could not help saying, “You think I can only slap faces? Watch my dragon claw hand!”

Liu Sen was furious. This brat was still just as filthy as ever, not even sparing a ghost.

Just as it looked as though Yan Yu was about to succeed, Xiao Hongniang suddenly erupted with force, throwing him off and even reversing the situation by pinning him to the ground.

Su Hanxue and the others, watching from the side, were speechless. It turned out that when a mage fought a female ghost, it did not look all that different from a street brawl between hooligans—one riding the other, the other riding back...

Xiao Hongniang straddled Yan Yu, her body seeming to weigh a thousand catties, pressing him so hard that he could not fight back.

Liu Sen laughed wildly. “Kid, let’s see if you die this time!”

Yan Yu snorted coldly and, after a brief build-up, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of... saliva.

Xiao Hongniang wanted to strike at Yan Yu, so her body had to become substantial. Yan Yu’s spit landed squarely on her, and Liu Sen could not help cursing, “Do you really think this is a gang fight? How did you even bring spitting into it?”

Yan Yu smiled awkwardly. “Sorry. I meant to spit out blood from the tip of my tongue. I got a little too worked up just now, and before I bit my tongue, I already spat...”

“...”

Liu Sen.

“...”

Xiao Hongniang.

“...”

The crowd watching.

Yan Yu gathered himself again, then bit hard at the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood straight onto Xiao Hongniang.

Sssss—

The blood from the tip of his tongue landed on Xiao Hongniang and immediately sent up wisps of white smoke. She let go at once, and Yan Yu quickly wrenched himself free.

“Bastard...” Liu Sen ground his teeth in hatred and pulled Xiao Hongniang back to his side.

“Not so fired up now, huh? How does the taste of blood from the tip of your tongue suit you?” Yan Yu said smugly.

Liu Sen’s face darkened. After seeing how much Yan Yu had improved, he knew that if he did not sacrifice something, he would probably fall into this brat’s hands again.

So Liu Sen suddenly yanked the hairpin out of his palm and drove it viciously into his own thigh.

“Hiss... he’s really cruel to himself...” Yan Yu’s eyelid could not help twitching.

Evil and crooked arts were always evil and crooked arts. Power might be easy to obtain, but the necessary price had to be paid as well.

Liu Sen fed Xiao Hongniang with his own blood, and in an instant her power surged. Her body became even more solid, and even her form grew larger by a few degrees.

Yan Yu’s expression gradually turned ugly. Xiao Hongniang’s aura was now completely different. At this point, even if he used palm thunder, he would likely not be her match, unless... he used the Qilin Arm!

“Kid, die!” Liu Sen roared, and Xiao Hongniang flew at Yan Yu again.

This time, Xiao Hongniang was frighteningly fast. Yan Yu had no time to react before she seized him and hurled him to the ground.

After landing, Yan Yu only felt a searing pain in his chest. When he tore open his shirt to look, he found five deep claw marks across his chest.

“She really did not hold back...” Yan Yu grit his teeth and hurriedly got up from the ground.

Should he use the Qilin Arm?

Yan Yu truly did not want to suffer heavenly retribution again.

Seeing his attack succeed, Liu Sen was overjoyed. He had no intention of giving Yan Yu time to think and once again ordered Xiao Hongniang to strike.

Watching Xiao Hongniang fly toward him at breakneck speed, Yan Yu clenched his jaw and ultimately decided not to summon the Qilin Arm yet.

He swiftly drew a talisman he had prepared in advance from his pocket, formed a hand seal, and shouted:

“Jade Pure decree, I summon the gods to calamity. Supreme thunder and lightning, destroy the soul and scatter the spirit. Sever a thousand heads, cut ten thousand forms. If you dare disobey, I will crush you to dust and shatter your bones!”