The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 408 - 412 Pen Fairy (11)

Chapter 408: Chapter 412 Pen Fairy (11)

"Nangong Dao" was fantasizing, imagining exorcising ghosts for the beauty queens at school and then getting cozy with them.

At that moment, however, a surge of extreme danger made the hairs on his body stand on end, and by the time his consciousness registered it, his body had already assumed a defensive stance automatically.

Such an incident had last occurred in his previous life when he encountered the thousand-year drought demon.

In that battle, he had lost nearly ninety percent of his power and hundreds of elite disciples before they managed to destroy the creature, which also left his body irreversibly damaged and eventually led to his reluctant departure after years of illness.

Fortunately, heaven took pity on him, and when he opened his eyes, he was in this new world, looking much younger than before.

Even the Xuanxue aptitude of this body was not bad, though it looked too ordinary.

But that was not a major concern, for once he increased his power, his appearance would naturally become handsome, just like in his previous life.

It was all just a matter of time.

However, it was precisely this timing issue that led him to encounter such a formidable entity when his powers were still weak.

As for what it was, even "Nangong Dao" could not tell.

He only felt a surge of Ghost Energy, while the substantial yin energy ahead clouded the path, and his ethereal Heavenly Eye could not discern anything ahead.

Only danger, danger, and great danger.

Where he looked, there was only pitch black.

A sour ache emanated from the Heavenly Eye, and "Nangong Dao" dared not keep it open, already sensing the dizziness and chaos in his mind, as if someone was vigorously stirring inside with a stick.

Looking further, he feared he might end up a fool on the spot.

Closing his Heavenly Eye, "Nangong Dao" could faintly see a slender red figure swaying gracefully and slowly approaching him.

Red, a sign of great danger.

"Nangong Dao" dared not proceed further and turned to run, sprinting as fast as if he were on a hundred-meter track.

Su Li: "....."

Could he be any more timid?

Wasn’t it said that in his past life this man was a significant figure who wreaked havoc, so lacking in spirit, contemptible!!!

The proper way to deal with this should be to confront it head-on, right? Even if unable to defeat it, he should at least be able to throw out a line: "Female ghost, wait for me, I will definitely destroy you."

Hahaha....

Su Li thought it was funny, but after laughing, she became upset.

Looking down on her, huh? With Lord Ghost Immortal here, they should come forth to meet their demise; such audacity.

When Su Li got upset, the yin energy materializing around her intensified.

Black mist mixed with red light, and a sickly sweet smell of blood rapidly spread from her around the area.

The rolling yin energy caught up with the fleeing "Nangong Dao" and, like vines, wound around his legs.

It was as if nails had been hammered into his feet, fixing him to the spot, leaving him unable to run or move, frozen mid-run, even his facial expression solidified.

"Nangong Dao"’s heart trembled rapidly, the fear of facing a mighty creature speeding up his thoughts.

However, no matter how fast his mind worked, in the face of overpowering strength, it was as futile as a paper tiger, easily torn apart.

After all, he could not even move now.

"Nangong Dao" could feel that the entity was slowly approaching him from behind, each of its light, delicate steps seemed to crush violently on his soft heart.

His back was soon drenched, with fine beads of sweat trickling down his forehead.

The passing students had no idea what "Nangong Dao" was experiencing; they strangely observed their peer standing in the middle of the road, making odd gestures.

Some classmates gave "Nangong Dao" strange looks, while others stopped walking and stood aside, pointing at "Nangong Dao" and whispering to each other.

A close couple walked towards them.

The girl, interested, tilted her head and pursed her lips toward the motionless figure in the middle of the road, "Darling, what is he doing?"

The boy, whose attention had been entirely on the girl, reluctantly shifted his gaze to the sculpture in the road.

"Oh, he must be doing some performance art...."

The girl became even more interested, "Performance art, I...."

Before she could finish her sentence, the boy quickly interjected, "Even if it’s performance art, it’s none of our business, but it’s unethical to obstruct others."

"Look, he’s standing in the middle of the road, not only blocking the path of our classmates but also causing so much trouble for those riding bicycles and electric bikes after class."

After a moment of thought, the girl nodded, "You’re right."

Then she cast a disdainful glance at "Nangong Dao."

I can’t believe there are students with such backward thinking at Mingrui University.

"Darling, let’s move him aside so he won’t bother other students."

The boyfriend, ever obedient, rolled up his sleeves and got to work.

"Nangong Dao:" "...." Fuck performance art, do I look like I’m doing performance art? I’m clearly running for my life.

Let go of me or I’ll beat the crap out of these two idiots.

"Nangong Dao" tried to convey his annoyance with his eyes, but to everyone else, his eyes remained fixed straight ahead, unblinking.

The boy exerted a great deal of effort to lift the "sculptor" - "Nangong Dao," who was extremely heavy.

He glanced at the muscles on his arms and grinned proudly.

The gym sessions hadn’t been in vain; this was his chance to show off, and his lover would surely think he’s full of manly courage.

"Wow, you’re really dedicated, not even changing your expression," the boy muttered, feeling a sourness in his hand, which he shook behind his back.

After moving the unethical artist to the side of the road, he discreetly pinched his thigh.

Angry, his hand was killing him.

"Nangong Dao:" "...."

Su Li: "...."

Su Li couldn’t help but snicker at the absurdity.

"Yo, are you trying to run away... scared of me?" A ghostly voice enveloped "Nangong Dao’s" ears.

He felt a chilly hand lightly touch his shoulder.

The next second, a striking lotus-like face appeared before him.

"I’m this beautiful, and you just run away? That’s really disrespectful."

The initial tone was soft and whispery, like a lover’s coo, but the latter half was cold as ice chips, bone-chillingly cold.

"Nangong Dao," no matter how brazen, couldn’t stir any emotion when faced with the beautiful "Ghost Immortal" Su Li.

He was just scared...

A profound, powerless fear, like that of an ant.

He wanted to show a pleasing and humble smile, but his face was too stiff to express any emotion.

Su Li smiled and said, "You want to talk, hmm?"