"Boy, you dare to be so ruthless just because you know a thunder technique! If it weren't for the fact that I, Yan Chixia, still have some skill, I would probably be dead here right now!" Yan Chixia was clearly really angry. He reached out and slapped his waist, and a bright yellow sword flew out.
"Heaven and earth are boundless, borrow the power of heaven and earth!" Yan Chixia quickly cast several spells, urging the flying sword to transform into a sword beam, slashing towards Wang Xuan.
The moment the sword was drawn, Wang Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, and a suffocating sense of crisis swept over him.
"This is Yan Chixia's Xuanyuan Sword? Although it is much weaker than the Xuanyuan Sword in myths and legends, its power is no less than my Qingming Sword, and it has also reached the level of a low-grade magic weapon!" Wang Xuan dared not hold back and directly summoned his Qingming Sword as well.
Wang Xuan used to specialize in the Purple Sun True Scripture, following the path of divine martial arts, focusing on body refinement. In his hands, the Azure Nether Sword could only be used like an ordinary sword.
Now he has also cultivated the Confucian Righteousness Technique, embarking on the path of cultivating both divine and immortal martial arts. He has achieved minor success in his primordial spirit cultivation and can now use the Azure Nether Sword as a flying sword.
The Azure Sword transformed into a streak of clear sword light, clashing with Yan Chixia's Xuanyuan Sword. The two flying swords clashed for over a dozen moves in an instant, but ultimately Wang Xuan's cultivation was inferior, and the Azure Sword was knocked away by the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Good! So you're also a sword immortal. No wonder you dared to challenge me to a sword duel!" Yan Chixia didn't pursue him. Instead, he asked, "Which sect are you from? The Shu Mountain Sect or the Kunlun Sect? To have cultivated to such a level at such a young age, you can be called a peerless genius."
Chapter 113 Waiting for Xiaoqian to Come to the Door
"Yan Chixia's cultivation is roughly equivalent to the Perfected Dao Realm, but when he fully activates the Xuanyuan Sword, he can unleash strength comparable to the early stage of the Transcendent Realm!" Wang Xuan had also made a judgment on the martial power level of this world.
Since the thousand-year-old tree demon in Lanruo Temple was able to fight Yan Chixia to a standstill, it must have possessed the cultivation level of the early stage of the Transcendent Realm. As for the Black Mountain Demon, the backer of the tree demon, he was at least at the mid-stage of the Transcendent Realm, and possibly even higher!
Seeing that Yan Chixia had stopped, Wang Xuan, still not satisfied, asked in confusion, "Yan Chixia, why did you stop? Keep going!"
Enraged, Yan Chixia glared and cursed, "You brat, how dare you be so rude! At your age, to have reached such a level of cultivation, you must be from a prestigious sect, either the Kunlun Sect or the Shu Mountain Sect. If others knew that I was bullying the weak, where would I, Yan Chixia, put my face?"
It turns out that Yan Chixia mistook Wang Xuan for a disciple of the Shu Mountain Sect or the Kunlun Sect, which is why he was unwilling to bully the weak. Yan Chixia must have some connections with those two sects.
Wang Xuan had already achieved his goal of probing the martial arts level of this world, so he didn't continue to pursue the matter. Instead, he started to befriend Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia clearly didn't want to pay attention to Wang Xuan, ignoring him and only urging him to leave Lanruo Temple quickly.
Wang Xuan caught a glimpse of the wine gourd at Yan Chixia's waist, remembered Yan Chixia's hobby, and couldn't help but smile.
He reached out and touched his spatial ring, and an exquisitely crafted wine jar appeared in his hand.
Yan Chixia was startled, his eyes fixed on the spatial ring on Wang Xuan's hand. He sighed, "A space ring that can contain a vast universe is the legendary spatial ring. I never expected you to have such a treasure."
He shook his head, his expression grave, and warned Wang Xuan, "You need to be more careful when you're out and about. It's only because I, an old Taoist priest, am without desires that I'm left out. If it were anyone else, they would definitely do anything to steal your spatial ring!"
Spatial rings are extremely rare and precious even in the main world. In the world of Liaozhai, they can be called supreme treasures. Even Yan Chixia was momentarily shaken, let alone others.
Wang Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, realizing his carelessness. He quickly thanked Yan Chixia and, at the same time, opened the wine jar in his hand.
A rich aroma of wine immediately wafted out, making even those who don't drink wine crave it.
This is a fine wine brewed in the main world, containing dozens of precious medicinal herbs. It was aged for a hundred years in a blessed land rich in spiritual energy before it could be unearthed and tasted.
The wine brewed in this way not only tastes far superior to ordinary wine, but also helps to improve one's cultivation!
When Wang Xuan left Luoyang, he took some with him. Over the years, he had almost finished it all, leaving only this last jar, which he used to seduce Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia couldn't sit still any longer. Just now he claimed to be without desires, but now he shamelessly came over to ask Wang Xuan for a drink.
Wang Xuan feigned great distress and very stingily poured out a cup for Yan Chixia to taste.
Yan Chixia downed the cup of fine wine in one gulp, his eyes immediately shining. He felt that all the fine wines he had drunk over the years had been tasteless, and could not compare to the immortal wine in Wang Xuan's hand!
Yan Chixia wanted to drink a few more cups, but Wang Xuan absolutely refused. It wasn't that he was stingy, but rather that he only had this one pot of fine wine left. If Yan Chixia drank it all at once, what would he use to seduce Yan Chixia in the future?
The two of them bantered for a while, and soon began to call each other brothers, putting the previous conflict behind them.
When Wang Xuan transmigrated to this world, it was already evening. By then, the sky had completely darkened.
Yan Chixia suddenly glanced at the woods outside Lanruo Temple, giving it a wary look before inviting Wang Xuan inside to rest.
Lanruo Temple was once a thriving temple with hundreds of rooms and halls. However, after hundreds of years of wind and rain, only two or three rooms are still habitable.
Yan Chixia had already taken one room and cleaned it up. Wang Xuan was too embarrassed to take it from him, so he had to find another room to stay in.
Upon entering the room, Wang Xuan immediately cast a "Dust Removal Spell" to clean away the dust. He then tidied up the broken furniture and threw it all out the door.
After some tidying up, the room was finally habitable.
"Oh right, I almost forgot about that!" Wang Xuan suddenly slapped his forehead, remembering something. It seemed that there were still a few mummified corpses hidden in a side room of Lanruo Temple.
Wang Xuan didn't want to be bitten by a dried corpse late at night. Although the dried corpse couldn't break through his defenses, it could still disgust him.
After this search, Wang Xuan's face darkened. He never expected things to be so coincidental. The mummified corpses were on the roof of the room he had chosen, and they were already showing signs of turning into zombies!
"What bad luck!" Wang Xuan cursed under his breath, then patted the bronze coffin at his waist. Instantly, a suction force emanated from it, drawing in all the mummified corpses and refining them into pure corpse energy for his Xuan Yin avatar to absorb.
After doing all that, Wang Xuan lit a campfire in the room, then took out a Confucian classic from his spatial ring and began to study it carefully.
"It's getting late. I wonder if Nie Xiaoqian will obediently come to my door?" Wang Xuan appeared to be a scholar, but it was all an act. He was just waiting for Xiaoqian to come to him.
Since the scholar Ning Caichen stayed at Lanruo Temple for a few days and received a warm welcome from Nie Xiaoqian, it is clear that Nie Xiaoqian still favored scholars. After all, Xiaoqian was a well-bred young lady from a scholarly family before her death.
Time flew by, and Wang Xuan idly flipped through the book in his hand to pass the time. Soon it was midnight.
The hour of Zi (11 PM - 1 AM) is the time of day when Yin energy is at its strongest. Those ghosts with shallow cultivation usually choose this time to harm people.
"It's here!" Wang Xuan suddenly felt a chill in his heart as he sensed a cold aura drifting towards his room.
That aura was completely different from that of a living person. Instead, it was somewhat similar to the corpse aura within Xuan Yin's body, but it lacked the ferocity and possessed more deathly energy.
"Knock, knock, knock!" Soon, there was a knocking sound at the door, and a woman's voice called out from outside, "Is anyone home?"
"No one's inside!" Wang Xuan blurted out instinctively.
"..." A deathly silence fell outside the door, clearly the other party was also taken aback by such a bizarre answer.
Chapter 114 Watch as this young master subdues you, you female ghost!
After a moment of silence, the person outside the door spoke again: "Young master is too kind. I was out for a stroll and lost track of time, and have become stranded in this desolate place. I hope you can be so kind as to let me in for the night."
Wang Xuan sneered inwardly. The area outside Lanruo Temple was a deep mountain forest, and there were even wolf packs. What normal girl would come here alone to play?
Besides, although Lanruo Temple is dilapidated, there are still a few rooms that are barely habitable. Why would this person not find a room to stay in himself, but instead come to ask him for lodging in the middle of the night? Does he really think Wang Xuan is a fool?
Although Wang Xuan inwardly cursed, he still pretended to be a clueless scholar and went over to open the door.
A woman in green stood outside the door. She had a charming face, a voluptuous figure, and wore rather thin clothes, which could easily arouse the desire in a man's heart.
"Is this female ghost really Nie Xiaoqian?" Wang Xuan wasn't sure. Although the female ghost was extremely beautiful, with a face that was one in a million, and with her incredibly charming temperament, she could definitely drive many men crazy.
However, compared to the image of Nie Xiaoqian in Wang Xuan's mind, this one is still far from the ideal.
This is not just a difference in appearance, but a difference in temperament! Nie Xiaoqian was a well-bred young lady from a scholarly family in her lifetime. Although she became a ghost after death, her temperament was still different from that of a woman of the night!
Indeed, the female ghost in front of him gave Wang Xuan the feeling of a woman of the night, just like the women in brothels. She was too seductive and did not resemble a lady from a respectable family at all.
"Young master, the night is long, won't you invite me in for a seat?" The female ghost outside the door exchanged a glance with Wang Xuan and then spoke in an extremely seductive tone.
Wang Xuan frowned. He sensed a subtle fluctuation emanating from the female ghost, attempting to disrupt his mind.
"May I ask this young lady's name?"
"My name is Xiaoqing..."
Snap!
Before the female ghost could finish speaking, Wang Xuan slammed the door shut. The person he was waiting for today was Nie Xiaoqian, not some seductive vixen like Xiaoqing.
I wonder if, if he's careful that the female ghost is blocking the door, the Tree Demon Granny will return the ghost and replace her with Nie Xiaoqian instead?
Clearly, Wang Xuan's idea was somewhat unnecessary. The female ghost Xiao Qing, whom he had locked outside, was already furious. With a "bang," the door was violently pushed open from the outside.
This room was already in disrepair. Although it was still barely habitable, many parts were no longer in good condition. How could it withstand such a sudden push?
The entire door collapsed towards the inside of the house, crashing directly into Wang Xuan behind it!
Wang Xing, somewhat embarrassed and angry, roared, "You rude female ghost, get out of here!"
With a casual kick, the door shot out as if struck by a massive boulder, sending Xiao Qing flying behind it.
Although Xiaoqing was a female ghost with an illusory body and no physical form, the strong wind generated when the door shot out blew her soul far away.
"I'm so angry! You stinking scholar, just die!" Xiaoqing cursed without any regard for her image, her fingernails growing rapidly, instantly becoming more than a foot long, like ten bis!
Then Xiaoqing pounced on Wang Xuan, her ten fingernails piercing straight into Wang Xuan's head and heart!
"The Master did not speak of disorder, physical prowess, strange phenomena, or spirits!" Wang Xuan roared, unleashing a surge of righteous energy that swept across the surrounding area.
Righteousness is a natural nemesis to ghosts. Even a great Confucian scholar with no cultivation can reduce a hundred-year-old vengeful ghost to ashes with a single roar, let alone Wang Xuan.
Although Wang Xuan tried his best to control the intensity of his righteous energy, Xiao Qing let out a scream, and billowing black smoke rose from her entire body, making her ghostly form appear somewhat illusory.
"Oh no, I'm doomed today!" Xiaoqing thought to herself, if Wang Xuan shouted one more word, she would be annihilated!
Faced with the pressure of death, Xiaoqing used every ounce of her strength to desperately try to escape.
Wang Xuan didn't rush to give chase, but instead followed Xiao Qing at a leisurely pace. He intended to use Xiao Qing to find the Thousand-Year Tree Demon, and then release his Xuan Yin Avatar to destroy it.
As he tracked her, he also observed Xiao Qing with his divine sense. The main world was a martial arts world, and all other cultivation methods besides martial arts were suppressed, including the ghost path.
Since the Xuan Tian World had just advanced to the Middle Martial World, there were no ghosts or monsters appearing. There were only some illusory souls, which often returned directly to the Xuan Tian Will.
Therefore, Xiaoqing in front of him was the first ghost Wang Xuan had ever seen.
"Xiao Qing's strength is roughly equivalent to the Innate Realm, so Nie Xiaoqian's strength shouldn't be much higher either."
It must be said that the Ghost Path does have its unique advantages. A frail woman with no strength to even kill a chicken absorbed the yang energy of several living people after her death, and immediately gained strength comparable to the Innate Realm. This speed of improvement was as easy as if she had been given a cheat code.
Moreover, once you become a ghost, it's like gaining a different kind of immortality. As long as you're not exorcised by Taoist priests or monks, or destroyed by heavenly lightning, you can live on indefinitely.
"My Xuantian World can also create a ghost path, and even a Netherworld, and establish reincarnation!" Wang Xuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration. If he were to use the Xuantian World to absorb the Liaozhai World and set up the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Xuantian World could probably be upgraded to a high-level martial arts world immediately!
While Wang Xuan was lost in thought, they had already traveled a long way in their chase, and had gone deep into the dense forest outside Lanruo Temple.
All that could be heard was Xiaoqing shouting at the top of her lungs, "Grandma, help!"
The sound was so mournful that it truly brought tears to one's eyes.
"Whoosh!"
Wang Xuan suddenly leaped up from the ground, wielding the Azure Nether Sword and soaring into the air. Dozens of tree roots, as thick as an arm, pierced through the spot where he had just stood, turning it into a honeycomb.
"Even if the tree demon comes, it won't save you. Today, let's see how this young master subdues you, you female ghost!" Wang Xuan sneered and directly unleashed a Divine Firmament Five Thunder Orthodox Technique at Xiao Qing.
"Snap!"