At that moment, a system notification echoed in Ling Xiao's mind. The instant he heard it, excitement surged through him.
"So ghosts can not only be buried directly but also be slain to condense Soul Orbs for burial afterward?!
And it even earns merit! I remember Master once said that cultivators slay monsters and demons partly to accumulate merit.
This is huge!"
Ling Xiao was thrilled by the realization.
"Kill all these ghosts!!"
Without hesitation, he gave the order.
Roar!! Roar!! Roar!!!
The surrounding Zombies instantly responded to Ling Xiao.
One after another, they began slaughtering the ghosts that were already weakened and close to vanishing.
One by one, Soul Orbs were struck out of the ghosts' remains.
Ding... Congratulations! You have slain a Shadow Evil Ghost, allowing hundreds of souls to rest in peace. You've earned massive merit and obtained its Soul Orb. Once buried, it can nurture a ghost blessed by the Divine Tomb!
Ding... Congratulations! You have slain a White-clothed Minor Ghost, allowing several souls to rest in peace. You've earned a small amount of merit and obtained its Soul Orb. Once buried, it can nurture a ghost blessed by the Divine Tomb!
Ding... Congratulations! You have slain a Yellow-clothed Fierce Ghost, allowing over a hundred souls to rest in peace. You've earned minor merit and obtained its Soul Orb. Once buried, it can nurture a ghost blessed by the Divine Tomb!
One notification after another rang in Ling Xiao's mind.
At the same time, golden waves of merit burst forth from the Soul Orbs and surged into his body.
Under the powerful infusion of merit, Ling Xiao found that his comprehension of the Dao had accelerated, and even his cultivation speed and enlightenment had significantly improved.
What Ling Xiao didn't know was that the amount of merit he was receiving now far surpassed what Uncle Nine had gained in his entire life, even exceeding that of any cultivator from Mount Mao.
Thanks to the system, he received the full amount of merit for each act. Ordinary cultivators would only absorb a fraction—the heavens absorbed ninety percent, and even in the remaining portion, much would dissipate during absorption.
Thus, although Ling Xiao had only slain one Red-clothed Malevolent Ghost and a few dozen other ghosts, the merit he received was equivalent to an average cultivator slaying at least 20 Red-clothed Malevolent Ghosts.
Along with over a thousand ordinary ghosts.
What's more, every one of these ghosts had been exceptionally wicked.
After all, they had all fed on the souls buried in Renjia Town's gravehill.
So saying that Ling Xiao's current merit surpassed that of several Heavenly Master Realm experts from Mount Mao was no exaggeration.
Of course, to Ling Xiao right now, merit was just a bonus.
What truly mattered were the dozens of Soul Orbs he had gained.
"I wonder what kind of reward I'll get after burying these this time?"
Ling Xiao smiled in anticipation.
Buzz!!!!!!
Just then, another message entered his mind.
"Master is here?!"
Ling Xiao frowned.
It was a message from the warning system he had set underground beneath Potter's Field, sent by a stationed Zombie.
"I better not let Master find out yet. Let me go back and bury the Soul Orbs first to boost my strength. As for the gravehill, I'll investigate it after this is over."
Ling Xiao thought for a moment, then waved his hand.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz!!!
With a surge of spatial ripples, all of his Zombies were withdrawn into the Divine Tomb Space.
The Divine Tomb Space functioned like a vast storage dimension.
Now that Ling Xiao had advanced to the Earth Master Realm, he could freely store or retrieve anything within a hundred-meter radius.
After putting away the Zombies and Soul Orbs, Ling Xiao stomped his foot.
Boom!!!!!!!
In a deafening roar, his body—engulfed in golden flames—launched in the opposite direction, vanishing swiftly from Renjia Town's gravehill.
…
Just minutes after Ling Xiao left, the fully armed Uncle Nine arrived at the gravehill using a Swift Movement Talisman.
"Hm!? What happened here!?"
Uncle Nine's expression shifted as he surveyed the scene.
The entire gravehill looked like a battlefield, pockmarked with craters and scars.
The air was thick with a lingering sinister aura.
"There's also traces of Daoist energy! Could it be that a senior cultivator came here and fought Wushan Ghost Mother... and won?"
His eyes lit up with realization.
He could sense the dispersed yin energy of many slain evil ghosts, even detecting faint remnants of Wushan Ghost Mother's soul aura.
To have her soul essence forced out, she must have been gravely wounded.
"This is my chance—if I can find Wushan Ghost Mother now, maybe I can finish her off!"
Excited, Uncle Nine began scouring the gravehill.
But after searching for hours, he found nothing—no trace of Wushan Ghost Mother, or even any lesser ghosts, fierce ghosts, or evil spirits.
"Could it be... that Wushan Ghost Mother and all her minions were wiped out? If so, the one who did this must be a peak Earth Master Realm expert!"
Uncle Nine grew excited at the thought. If true, Renjia Town might finally be safe. With that, he returned to Potter's Field to monitor the situation closely.
…
Meanwhile, Ling Xiao had already returned to Potter's Field.
Inside the morgue, he placed Old Master Ren's body and coffin back in their original position.
He planned to bury him properly later and recover the remains afterward.
For now, his consciousness had already entered the Divine Tomb Space.
Gazing at the brilliant Soul Orbs floating before him, Ling Xiao issued a command.
"System—bury all the ghosts!!"
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