After glancing at the stunningly beautiful Xiaoyu, Qiu Sheng subconsciously swallowed hard and spoke.
"Thank you for your kindness, young master."
Xiaoyu immediately blushed and nodded shyly upon hearing Qiu Sheng's words.
Qiu Sheng was instantly thrilled.
He had saved a damsel in distress and was now going to walk her home? Could it be... his happy life was finally beginning?
Seeing this, Wen Cai was filled with envy.
"Why do good things always fall to Senior Brother and Qiu Sheng? If I had known, I would've acted faster!"
Wen Cai looked disappointed.
"Wen Cai, you go buy the glutinous rice. I'll escort this young lady home."
Qiu Sheng smiled as he spoke to Wen Cai.
Walking such a beautiful girl home—if he played his cards right, wouldn't that mean a beautiful wife in the future?
"Huh!? Why do I have to go buy the glutinous rice? Why don't you go instead?"
Wen Cai was immediately unhappy.
Xiaoyu, standing nearby, was speechless.
You're that ugly, who would want you to walk her home?
"Enough nonsense. Fine, I'll give you an extra Silver Dollar!"
Qiu Sheng was exasperated and reluctantly offered.
"You said it! I'm off!!"
Sure enough, when money was mentioned, Wen Cai was suddenly motivated. He hopped on his bicycle and dashed off, afraid Qiu Sheng might change his mind.
"Young lady, shall we go?"
Qiu Sheng chuckled and was just about to leave.
"How about I walk you home instead?"
Just then, a calm voice came from the other end of the street.
"Damn it! Another thug? Why are so many people asking for a beating tonight!?"
Qiu Sheng was instantly angry, thinking another scoundrel had appeared.
Xiaoyu's eyes also flashed with malice. She was about to succeed—how dare someone interrupt?
But when Qiu Sheng turned toward the voice, he was completely stunned.
Ling Xiao, dressed in a flowing white robe, was walking slowly toward them.
"What now? Even me you want to fight? Looks like you've grown bold, Qiu Sheng!"
Ling Xiao looked at Qiu Sheng with a half-smile.
"Cough cough, so it's you, Senior Brother. I thought it was another rascal."
Qiu Sheng coughed awkwardly.
"Rascal? You mean Old Wang? That man has been dutifully ringing the night watch for decades. Why did you beat him?"
Ling Xiao glanced at Xiaoyu's delicate face, then looked at Qiu Sheng.
"Senior Brother, you don't know—Old Wang is not a good person! He tried to take advantage of this young lady!"
Qiu Sheng quickly defended himself.
"That's right. If it weren't for the young master's rescue, I would've lost my honor!"
Xiaoyu added tearfully.
Qiu Sheng immediately comforted her.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao felt a headache coming on.
Qiu Sheng, as a cultivator, might be weak, but how could he be so easily fooled?
"How strange. Old Wang is a frail old man—what could he possibly do to a female ghost like you?"
Ling Xiao didn't waste words. His tone gradually turned cold.
The moment he spoke, both Qiu Sheng and Xiaoyu's expressions changed drastically.
"G-G-Ghost?!"
Qiu Sheng was so frightened he froze, trembling as he looked at Xiaoyu.
"See for yourself!"
Ling Xiao didn't waste time. His eyes suddenly radiated a flash of black-and-white light.
Buzz!!!!
In an instant, the light turned into a stream that shot toward Xiaoyu.
The next moment, Xiaoyu's once-beautiful face decayed into a ghastly visage, as if she had crawled out of hell itself.
"Ahhh! A ghost!!!"
The horrifying face right before him made Qiu Sheng scream in terror.
He turned around and sprinted toward Ling Xiao.
"Young master…"
Xiaoyu tried to chase after him.
"Ahh! You ugly freak! Don't chase me! Senior Brother, get rid of her!!"
His response sent Qiu Sheng screaming again.
In the original film, Qiu Sheng fought Uncle Nine for Xiaoyu because they truly loved each other.
Even knowing she was a ghost, he never left her.
But this time was different. In his eyes, Xiaoyu was just trying to drain his life force.
His words deeply wounded Xiaoyu.
"Humans and ghosts walk different paths. Whatever your intentions toward my junior, you should understand that!"
Ling Xiao spoke up.
"So you're after my body!? Keep dreaming!!"
Qiu Sheng shouted in rage after catching the implied meaning of Ling Xiao's words.
"Shut up! You can't even tell human from ghost—what's the point of cultivating if your brain's gone to the dogs!?"
Ling Xiao snorted coldly.
Hearing that, Qiu Sheng quickly shut his mouth in fear.
"So you're going to catch me!?"
Xiaoyu asked coldly.
Boom rumble rumble!!!!
In an instant, a wave of intense yin energy erupted around her.
But as a Yellow-clothed level fierce ghost, her strength was far inferior to Ling Xiao's.
Even so, Qiu Sheng turned pale from fear.
Still, he wasn't a coward. He pulled out two protective talismans and stared at Xiaoyu cautiously.
This earned a small nod from Ling Xiao.
Fear didn't mean surrendering to death.
That was one of Qiu Sheng's better traits.
Wen Cai, on the other hand, was cowardly and useless.
"Are you sure you want to fight? Even the Wushan Ghost Mother died by my hand. You think you can last more than a few moves?"
Ling Xiao didn't attack right away. He asked calmly.
Hearing this, Xiaoyu's face changed dramatically.
Since the day before yesterday, the Wushan Ghost Mother and the ghosts of the back mountain had all disappeared.
She had assumed the Wushan Ghost Mother had taken them somewhere for some mission. After all, she'd only been gone half an hour—it seemed impossible for them all to be wiped out.
But Ling Xiao's words completely shattered her illusions.
"Run!!!"
The word exploded in Xiaoyu's mind.
In a flash, she turned into a stream of yin energy and fled at full speed.
Buzz!!!!!!!
At that moment, Ling Xiao's eyes lit up with dazzling black-and-white brilliance.
That brilliance instantly transformed into black-and-white chains that shot toward Xiaoyu.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
The terrifying speed of the chains cut through the air with a piercing whoosh.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
With a scream, the Yin-Yang chains instantly wrapped around Xiaoyu, binding her tightly.
"Taoist Priest, spare me! Please spare me! Xiaoyu has never harmed an innocent person! Taoist Priest, have mercy!"
Bound tightly, Xiaoyu pleaded.
"Ah, you ghosts really love to lie. You say you've never hurt anyone—so why'd you come to me? You think I'm not innocent!?"
Qiu Sheng couldn't take it and jumped in. She made it sound like he was some villain.
"Why are you talking so much?"
Ling Xiao was speechless at Qiu Sheng's rant.
She had come to offer you a ghostly romance—not to harm you.
But with Ling Xiao around, Qiu Sheng's fate was already sealed. There was no way he'd end up with Xiaoyu.
Maybe that was for the best. Xiaoyu wouldn't have to die.
With that thought, Ling Xiao waved his right hand, grabbed the chain binding Xiaoyu, and flung her straight into the Divine Tomb space.
"Senior Brother, what are you going to do with that ghost?"
Qiu Sheng asked curiously.
"I'll deliver her to the Underworld. She really doesn't have any lingering resentment from other ghosts—meaning she probably hasn't killed any innocent humans or spirits."
Ling Xiao thought it over and explained.
If she'd been like the Wushan Ghost Mother, full of vengeful aura, she would've died the first time they met. How could she have lasted this long?
"What? That ugly thing didn't hurt anyone!?"
Qiu Sheng couldn't believe it.
Ling Xiao rolled his eyes.
Good or bad—based on looks?
Ignoring Qiu Sheng, Ling Xiao turned and walked toward Potter's Field.
"Hey hey hey! Senior Brother, wait for me!"
Seeing Ling Xiao leave, Qiu Sheng hurriedly pushed his bike and chased after him.
If another ghost showed up, he definitely couldn't handle it alone.
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