Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 217 - 131, 132. ’Mysterious Lady’ Goddess, the Third Ghost Tide (Major Chapter - Subscription Request)_3

Chapter 217: 131, 132. ’Mysterious Lady’ Goddess, the Third Ghost Tide (Major Chapter - Subscription Request)_3

The External Affairs Envoy’s power hadn’t fully assembled, so he hastily blocked the attacks.

Clang clang clang!

A man and a Ghost Servant attacked each other like a torrential downpour.

And after they exchanged blows, the envoy cursed inwardly.

The paper figures weren’t afraid of death at all, and during the fight, their clothes had fallen off, revealing the bizarre paper forms underneath that propped up the beautiful heads.

Every part of the paper was imbued with the power of "Perfection of Form Realm," the Yin Qi within pulsating through the paper figure’s flesh, endowing its body with a strength similar to that of Gang Qi.

Fortunately, this was inside the Prefectural City, where Yang Qi was abundant. Once these paper figures were injured, they couldn’t recover, as seen with the previous paper cracks which once torn would keep on tearing. As the tears multiplied, they would ultimately be completely destroyed.

Bao Guang desperately endured, while a sense of despair began to grow in his heart: he was struggling to cope with just one paper figure, yet he remembered all the chaos in the city, paper figures everywhere...

This...

After this onslaught in Chenyang Prefecture, even if they managed to kill the Ghost Servants, who knew how many would die?

Dammit!

He remembered last year’s Ghost Tide; these paper figures had been attacking the city, so how come they suddenly appeared inside the city this year?

Bao Guang frantically waved his dagger, and when he was almost completely exhausted, the paper figure in front of him finally broke apart due to his repeated and continuous strikes, exploding with a "bang" into shredded paper money.

Bao Guang gasped for breath, staring at these paper moneys, when suddenly... a terrifying thought entered his mind.

He understood how the paper figures had gotten in.

Three years ago in early spring, during the first Ghost Tide, these ghostly things still had the appearance of people, just with a paper frame inside their skin. Their strength was mainly Power Force, with few in the Force Realm.

Last year’s early spring, during the second Ghost Tide, those ghostly things no longer had a human appearance, but were paper stuck to flesh, surging from the vast forests outside the city to attack. Their strength was mostly Force Realm, but now mixed with some of Form Realm.

And now, during this third Ghost Tide, these ghostly things were actually paper money descending from the sky before transforming into paper figures, weren’t they? And as for strength... If he hadn’t guessed wrong, most would be of Form Realm. As for any in the Qi Realm, he dared not believe it.

However, he couldn’t rest at this moment.

Quickly taking out a pill for rapid recovery from his chest and tossing it into his mouth, the envoy named Bao Guang hurried to the next location.

...

At the top of a certain building, the master of Splendid Building, Hong Wenhua, held a scroll and looked out at the chaotic Prefectural City.

The city was in utmost chaos, even if they could barely hold it off, it would cause significant damage.

And the Ghost Tide was more than just one wave.

Hong Wenhua finally heaved a long sigh and turned to stride into the building.

In the building’s shrine, incense and offerings had long been prepared.

Hong Wenhua unfurled the scroll and hung it above the shrine, then lit three sticks of incense, looked up at the painting of the Four-tailed Ghostly Fox on the scroll, and recalled the story of the "Four-tailed Ghostly Fox" in his mind.

This story had been spread by the gambling house owner, and many people knew of it.

The story went:

The Mysterious Lady cultivated in the Immortal Tower, uninvolved in the mortal world, but one day, as she looked upon the Human World, she felt pity and descended to earth, sending messengers with a scroll. Those who recognized its form, understood its heart, and if they were to devoutly visualize and offer incense and bow down, a response would surely come.

Hong Wenhua had heard of the beliefs at Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple in Hanping Prefecture, but he never believed in them, even less in this Four-tailed Demon Fox that claimed to be the Mysterious Lady.

However, at this moment... it was as if he was trying it out with an attitude of just giving it a try.

He uttered, "Pray!"

From the darkness behind, numerous disciples of Splendid Building stepped out.

The disciples all bowed down.

But... there was no response.

Hong Wenhua paused.

He uttered again, "Pray!"

Still no response.

"As expected, useless!" Hong Wenhua snorted coldly as he stood up, casually overturning the offerings and incense burner, and then led his disciples out to combat the Ghost Servants.

...

...

A day and a night of combat.

In Chenyang Prefecture, blood flowed into rivers.

And the weather seemed to be affected by some supernatural force, the more night fell, the heavier the snow became, like a sea.

The falling snow whirled with the invisible, strange paper money landing on the earth, completing the assembly of paper figures in the snow, then slowly standing up, "exercising" their bodies before continuing to attack and conquer the city.

In just one day’s time, many of Jinyi Building had died.

The survivors barely caught their breath, knowing that the great battle had only just begun.

Hong Wenhua’s hands felt numb... although he was a high-level expert in the Qi Realm, facing these reckless monsters of the Form Realm all day, he too was tired.

Currently, he led his subordinates resting in a commercial building in the Prefectural City, his mind fixated on the "portrait of the Mysterious Lady," growing angrier the more he thought about it, and so he called someone and said, "Go, burn that painting in the building for me! It’s vexing to look at!"

As this command was given, suddenly a person hurried out from the line, the same gambling house owner who had been given the painting by Song Cheng.

The gambling house owner quickly said, "Master, this shouldn’t be done..."

"What’s wrong with it? Prayed, and it’s completely ineffective!"

"Master, I have seen the envoy of the Mysterious Lady... His strength is truly terrifying."

"Oh, more formidable than me?"

The gambling house owner fell silent for a moment but then said, "More formidable than you are."

At this, a group of people burst into laughter.

Hong Wenhua mockingly said, "Right, right, right, after all, she’s the Mysterious Lady, of course, she’s powerful."

The group continued to laugh uproariously.

The gambling house owner blushed with embarrassment.

Hong Wenhua waved his hand and said to the person he had called earlier, "Go on, burn the painting. It’s irritating!"

...

Everyone dispersed, and the gambling house owner returned home to sigh and lament, his children quickly became aware of it.