Let's Squander A Billion First! Chapter 118 – Chapter 118: Chapter 118: Dispel the Evil Spirit (16)

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: Dispel the Evil Spirit (16)
In the time that followed, the Taoist used all the tricks he had ever learned to deceive Murong Yi.

Murong Yi was not so easily fooled, and without any real skills, the Taoist made little progress.

During this period, Xia Han sent multiple text messages to Chuzheng.

Chuzheng, adhering to the principle of “not replying to boring garbage messages that waste time,” successfully accumulated dozens of messages from a few.

She really admired the weakling's perseverance.

With that time, it would be better to practice more horse stances; at least they would be useful when it came time to run away.

Chuzheng left Murong Yi's place; by then, night had fallen, and no pedestrians could be seen on the road.

The fog seemed to spread from nowhere.

Chuzheng paused and looked into the distance.

From the depths of the mist, dark figures slowly approached.

The temperature around her dropped rapidly.

The dark figures gradually took human shape, and two tall and burly Evil Ghosts appeared menacingly in front of her.

“Are you Qiao Chuzheng?” Evil Ghost A scrutinized Chuzheng, seemingly disdainful of her thin arms and legs.

Evil Ghost B, on the other hand, leered at her with apparent malice.

“What do you want?” Chuzheng faced them fearlessly.

Evil Ghosts A and B exchanged glances, surprised by Chuzheng's composure.

Other ghosts would either run away or get paralyzed by fear upon seeing them.

Who would dare make eye contact with them?

“The Ghost King has summoned you,” Evil Ghost A said. “Come with us.”

“I'm not going.” So, the Ghost King was really looking for her, but did she have to go just because he asked? Didn't she have any dignity? It was such a hassle, no thanks.

Evil Ghost A: “You don't have the luxury of refusal.”

Evil Ghost B eagerly interjected: “Let me handle this.”

Evil Ghost B approached Chuzheng: “Before you meet the Ghost King, how about I show you a good time? You're going to like it…”

Chuzheng: “…”

So annoying.

Take them down!

Without hearing any complaints from King's Account, Chuzheng instantly took action and took care of Evil Ghost B first.

Evil Ghost A had been expecting Evil Ghost B to subdue Chuzheng, only to find himself beaten down instead.

Evil Ghost A immediately retaliated.

Needless to say, the outcome was obvious: he was taken down by Chuzheng.

The fog around her dissipated, and Chuzheng looked around to find that something was amiss.

This was Taokong Mountain.

Chuzheng: “…” What was that weakling up to now!

This place was not Xia Han's courtyard where she had been before; Chuzheng had never been here. She followed a small path paved with stones and walked further in.

Walking further, she felt increasingly uncomfortable.

In front of her was a majestic hall, brightly lit at the moment, with many curious Disciples peeking out from the outside.

Chuzheng frowned. Was Xia Han inside there?

Chuzheng noticed Evil Spirits hiding in the corner; she drifted over to them.

The Evil Spirits, startled, mistook her for the Taoist at first, but upon realizing it was Chuzheng, they slightly relaxed, having been scared to death.

“What's going on?”

“I don't know,” replied the Evil Spirit, shaking its head. “Just now, a bunch of people rushed in and took Xia Han here.”

“You don't know?”

Evil Spirit: “…”

In a hurry, the Evil Spirit said, “I—I'll go find out.”

Under the eaves, the ghost has to bow its head!

It wasn't bowing; it was biding its time.

The Evil Spirit quickly came back: “Some say Xia Han was keeping a ghost and got reported to the authorities.”

Chuzheng eyed it: “Were you discovered?”

The Evil Ghost glared at Chuzheng with a ferocious look: “I have professional integrity! How could I possibly be discovered!”

The Evil Ghost then looked at Chuzheng suspiciously: “Maybe it was you?”

Chuzheng crossed her arms and denied it confidently: “Impossible.”

“…” How could it be impossible? Even horses stumble sometimes!

Of course, the Evil Spirit dared not say this out loud.

It wanted to live a few more years.

Chuzheng: “Has he been keeping other ghosts too?”

Evil Spirit: “…”

The Evil Spirit indicated it was unaware. With Xia Han's special constitution, it wasn't improbable for him to have made a Ghost Pact with other Evil Spirits.

Unless Xia Han spoke up, no one would know how many Evil Ghosts he had.

The Evil Ghost thought about Xia Han raising other ghosts and felt very annoyed.

Chuzheng was also slightly annoyed, but her annoyance stemmed from the trouble that lay ahead.

“How did you make the Ghost Pact with Xia Han?” Chuzheng suddenly asked.

The Evil Ghost stared at the hall: “His blood.”

Chuzheng seemed thoughtful.

An hour later.

Xia Han came out from the hall, followed by two disciples who escorted him to the small courtyard, ordered him not to leave, and then departed.

Xia Han sighed and sat under the tree in the courtyard.

The Evil Ghost appeared upside down in front of him and blurted out, “Have you started keeping other ghosts?”

Although Xia Han was accustomed to this Evil Ghost, its sudden appearance still startled him into jumping.

“Are you trying to scare me to death?” Xia Han patted his chest.

“What's going on?”

Xia Han paused mid-pat and turned to look.

Chuzheng stood a meter away, and Xia Han's face brightened with joy despite his dejection: “Little Beauty!”

Chuzheng waited for his answer.

Xia Han scratched his head: “Remember the injured elder brother who was sent back recently? He said he saw Yin energy on me, and recently someone saw ghosts on Taokong Mountain again, and before that… the items you gave me, so they called me over.”

“And then?”

Xia Han looked utterly disheartened: “…My card was taken away.”

He put up a reasoned fight, but it was still confiscated.

“They just set you up to take your card,” the Evil Ghost said, with a know-it-all look: “How malicious.”

Clearly, Chuzheng agreed with the Evil Ghost's view.

Xia Han tugged at the corner of his mouth, offering no defense.

He thought he could protect that card, but in the end, he couldn't even safeguard one single card.

“I'm sorry…” Xia Han apologized in a low voice.

Chuzheng turned and walked away.

Xia Han wanted to call out to her but didn't dare to actually do it.

After a long time, he asked the Evil Ghost, “Is she angry?”

“If I had known you were this useless, I would never have let you become my master.”

Xia Han just stared at him.

The Evil Ghost backed away.

“Do you have a way to make me powerful?” Xia Han asked slowly and deliberately.

“Yes,” the Evil Ghost's eyes flashed with a cunning light: “It's easy if you want to become powerful…”

“Slap!”

The Evil Ghost felt a hit on its head, rage instantly flaring up. Who hit him!

When it saw the ghost that hit him, its anger extinguished in an instant, almost as if it wanted to wave a flag in approval: a marvelous hit.

Chuzheng's icy gaze was fixated on him: “If you dare to mislead him, I'll twist your neck off.”

Do you think the Good Person Card is something you can tamper with?

If there's any corrupting to be done, it'll be by her!

[…]Heaven and Earth!

“Not at all,” the Evil Ghost hastily shook its head at Xia Han: “You have to be down-to-earth. Don't aim for instant success, be steady, be steady…”

After saying that, the Evil Ghost vanished in a puff of smoke.

Xia Han hadn't heard the conversation between Chuzheng and the Evil Ghost and was filled with trepidation at seeing her return.

“Little Beauty, are you angry with me?”

Chuzheng threw a card at him: “Go pack your things.”

Xia Han clumsily caught the card and looked it over twice: “You… you stole it?”

“Stole what?” Chuzheng said with a stern face: “It's yours to begin with, so this is retrieving it.”

Don't you know how to talk!

If it weren't for the fact you're the Good Person Card, she would have killed you!

Could she possibly steal something?!

Xia Han: “…”

Intimidated by Chuzheng, Xia Han went to pack his things, while Chuzheng stretched out her hand with burn marks visible on her palm.

It was inevitable, after all, this body could only do so much.

Chuzheng ran her fingers across her wrist and pulled out a silver thread to wrap around her palm.

Ah!

Such a hassle!!

She really wanted to deal with this bunch of damned things!

Chapter end