This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

“Is…is this the haunted house?”

Wang Kui was the first to break free from the dream.

Following him, the other powerful ghost on top of the Ghost King also escaped the influence of the “Dream Creation Skill.”

Both of them were entities above the Ghost King, comparable to Martial Arts Celestial Phenomenon Realm and Daoist Refining Deities!

Xu Yang’s primordial spirit was now pure Yang, even stronger than ordinary Daoist Refining Deities so he could influence them momentarily in a one-on-one situation. However, his “Dream Creation Skill” covered the entire haunted house, affecting nearly a hundred powerful ghosts at once, naturally weakening its power.

“King.”

“King!”

Both powerful ghosts approached Xu Yang, looking him up and down, and asked, “Is this the young master?”

Xu Zhiyuan smiled and introduced them to Xu Yang.

Xu Yang’s divine thoughts waved, and he called Ma Long over, saying, “Ma Long, take my grandpa and the two ghost gentlemen to the restaurant first… I’ll come once I’ve dealt with these tourists.”

“Let’s go, Master Xu!”

Ma Long led Xu Zhiyuan away, heading to the restaurant.

Meanwhile, Xu Yang’s figure flashed, and he returned to the depths of the haunted house.

The number behind the [Merit] column had already surpassed 50. When the Yin spirits entered the haunted house and broke free from the dream, most of them cried for their fathers and ran out, leaving only a few to try again.

“Master Xu has ordered everyone to speed up!”

Outside.

The underworld soldiers maintaining order shouted with their AKs, “Hurry up, get in… groups of ten, go in one group at a time!”

As more ghosts entered the haunted house, Xu Yang’s speed of gaining merits increased again.

Around four in the morning, his merit value had broken through the one-million mark. Concerned about his grandfather, Xu Yang immediately got up, left the haunted house, and saw hundreds of ghosts waiting in line outside. He said, “I’m sorry, but we’ll have to stop here for today. Those of you who haven’t entered the haunted house, please bear with us until the next Ghost Market.”

“Why?”

However, just after Xu Yang’s words fell, a displeased ghost in the queue said, “I’ve been waiting in line for half an hour, and you’re telling me to wait until next time?”

The ghost who spoke had a fierce aura.

Blood-red energy floated around him, and he carried a ghost-head blade on his back, sneering at Xu Yang with a provocative look on his face.

There were more than thirty ghost shadows around him, each with an extraordinary aura. Among them, there were eighteen Ghost Kings alone, and the rest were dressed in red. The one carrying the ghost-head blade was even above the Ghost King!

As their aura was released.

The surrounding Yin spirits immediately dispersed like a tide.

Xu Yang stood at the entrance of the haunted house, his eyes slightly moved, and he asked with a smile, “Where have you brothers come from?”

A Ghost King stepped forward, coldly saying, “We come from the Underworld Palace… We’ve heard that the Xi Xia Ghost Market has changed hands and is now controlled by a living person. We’ve come here to learn.”

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

At this moment, several figures flew in.

It was Yue Niang, Xu Zhiyuan, Wang Defa, and the two protectors under Xu Zhiyuan’s command.

“Damn!”

Wang Kui had a fiery temper, and with a wave, he took out a huge pineapple, angrily saying, “Where the hell did you all come from, daring to make trouble in front of the young master?”

Even Xu Zhiyuan had an angry look on his face.

He and his two subordinates were all above the Ghost King, and with their raging Yin energy, even the perpetual dark clouds above the Ghost Market were dispersed!

Yue Niang didn’t utter a word.

But she had already gripped her long knife.

As she released the aura of a Ghost Immortal, the previously arrogant group of ghosts all revealed horrified expressions.

“Damn it!”

From a distance, a curse came, “Where the hell did these bastards come from, daring to bully my man? I’ll chop you all to death!”

A surge of murderous energy rushed forward.

Yun Mengxi held her samurai sword, her aura overflowed as she appeared in front of Xu Yang.

The fierce ghost carrying the ghost-head blade narrowed his eyes, and his face became very colorful. His mouth twitched twice, and he awkwardly said, “Hahaha…everyone, don’t be nervous, it’s just a joke, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!”

“Brothers, let’s go!”

He waved his hand, and immediately wanted to leave with his followers.

“Wait!”

Yun Mengxi jumped out, sneered, and said, “You think you can come and go as you please? Do you treat our Xi Xia Ghost Market as a vegetable market?”

Xu Yang knew about Yun Mengxi’s temper.

He quickly held her back, saying, “Don’t worry, if they want to enter the haunted house, let them…everyone, please!”

With that, Xu Yang stepped aside, made an inviting gesture to the entrance of the haunted house.

The fierce ghost carrying the ghost-head blade drew a deep breath, knowing that they had kicked a hard rock today. If they don’t go through the haunted house, it would be difficult to end the matter peacefully. He immediately sent a message to his fellow ghosts, “Don’t be afraid, brothers!”

“This haunted house is not that scary if you ask me. I’ve already inquired about it, it’s just some illusions, nothing dangerous!”

Thirty-six ghosts cautiously entered the haunted house.

Xu Yang laughed, “Wait for me, I’ll be back soon.”

He took a step across and entered the haunted house.

Next moment…

Bang!

The gate of the haunted house closed automatically.

Then from the inside, screams followed—

“Ah!”

“No… Don’t kill me!”

“Master Xu, we were wrong, we shouldn’t have come to trouble you… Big brother, save me!”

“Master Xu, spare me, I am willing to be your dog… I’ve been wandering in the Underworld Palace for 400 years, experienced countless dangers, and finally reached the human realm. I don’t want to die just like this!”

“Xu Yang, you dare!”

In the haunted house.

Xu Yang was sitting cross-legged, with a divine power talisman floating above his head. A sword was glowing like a dragon in front of him, constantly harvesting the lives of those ghosts.

More than a dozen red-robed ghosts fell into dreams as soon as they entered the haunted house, and died instantly without even having time to react!

Eighteen Ghost Kings died in just a dozen breaths, leaving only nine!

The remaining nine gathered with a fierce ghost wielding a ghost-head blade, trembling in fear.

Xu Yang used the “Dream Creation Skill” to interfere with them and attacked them with the Daoist flying sword. In the dark haunted house, each flash of sword light would take the life of a Ghost King!

“Ding!”

“Ghosts got frightened, Merit points +100.”

“Ding!”

“Ghosts got frightened, Merit points +1000, Strength +1.”

“Ding!”

“Congratulations, you have done deeds in saving souls and obtained rewards: Merit points +1000.”

“Ding…”

One after another, the system prompts kept ringing.

Xu Yang controlled the flying sword and soon slaughtered the eighteen Ghost Kings, leaving only the fierce ghost leader wielding the ghost-head blade. His face was full of horror, waving the blade wildly while roaring, “Come out… Xu Yang, if you have the guts, come out and fight me face to face!”

“Tsk tsk.”

In the darkness, Xu Yang’s cold laughter rang out.

“Not bad, this ghost…Strength, Strength divine power is one of the 72 Earth-Devil Skills. In that case, let’s let you live a little longer!”

Zing!

A sword light suddenly appeared.

The fierce ghost was startled, and slashed with his blade, but missed.

That sword light wasn’t real but an illusion created by Xu Yang’s “Dream Creation Skill” to influence his mind!

“Get out!”

“Roll out!”

“Ahhhh…Strength divine power, protect my body! Slash!”

In the haunted house, various sounds of shouting, broken wind, and sword aura rang out. The whole haunted house trembled continuously…

Outside the haunted house, there was silence.

A thousand ghosts quietly stared at the door of the haunted house.

It was not until half an hour later that the sound gradually subsided.

Creak…

The door of the haunted house opened, and Xu Yang walked out while straightening his clothes.

His eyes swept over the ghosts, smiling, “Everyone, I didn’t scare you guys, right?”

“No, no, no!”

The ghosts shivered, providing Xu Yang with a huge wave of merit points.

Xu Yang then said, “My Xi Xia Ghost Market welcomes ghosts from all walks of life to come and settle… But if anyone dares to make trouble, they must be killed!”

“The thirty-something ghosts just now serve as an example… Well, everyone, disperse.”

The crowd of ghosts dispersed as if they were pardoned.

Xu Yang then looked at Xu Zhiyuan and said, “Grandpa, let’s go… return to the human realm, let’s find a place and have a good chat!”

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