I am the Ruler of the Kingdom of Mysterious-Chapter 327 - 291: Fierce Battle with the Scholar Ghost
Sang Que arrived at the village corner, where firewood was piled up, and waited. She watched as Yao Zhen entered the house where Luo Danian and the others were and soon came out with Luo Danian.
Sang Que didn’t know how Yao Zhen determined that Luo Danian was problematic. She glanced at Luo Danian’s right hand. Ever since he had obtained two red nails, Luo Danian had been wearing leather gloves on his right hand, so it was unclear if the red nails were still there.
She initially wanted to use the embroidered shoes to directly lure out the Zhuangyuan Ghost. If Yao Zhen could directly identify the target, it would be better to avoid exposing the embroidered shoes.
Without the embroidered shoes, the hope of escaping grew dimmer.
"Big Boss, you were looking for me?" Luo Danian stepped forward and asked.
Yao Zhen signaled to Sang Que by winking, his hands tucked into his sleeves, gripping something and indicating for Sang Que to act first.
Sang Que nodded slightly and said to Luo Danian, "Old Luo, could you please move some firewood into the house and make a fire for everyone? It’s cold at night."
Luo Danian showed a puzzled expression, not understanding why he was asked to do such a small task. However, since the Big Boss had spoken, he dared not refuse, nodded, and went to move the firewood, his back turned to Sang Que and Yao Zhen.
Sang Que pulled out the short-barreled shotgun wrapped in cloth from her back, paused briefly, and glanced at Yao Zhen. Yao Zhen instinctively stepped back.
Sang Que raised the gun, and the muzzle suddenly shifted direction, pulling the trigger without hesitation toward Yao Zhen.
Bam!
The loud noise startled Luo Danian, who instinctively dived to the ground, rolling sideways to evade.
Sang Que’s eyes suddenly stung, and as she turned her head with closed eyes, she quickly threw three coffin nails she was holding.
’Yao Zhen’ looked stunned, his entire being shattered into a splash of ink by the vermillion and Ten Victory Stone fragments from the shotgun. The stone fragments penetrated the ink and fizzed and smoked as they shot into the ground behind Yao Zhen.
Before the ink could reform into a person, the three coffin nails embedded into it, pinning it down in three spots, preventing the body from recombining or escaping.
The Zhuangyuan Ghost wondered how Sang Que saw through him as the ink struggled and splattered in mid-air.
Sang Que forced herself to endure the pain in her eyes, hastily reloading the shotgun. Ghost Eye was unusable, but fortunately, she had ’Qian Trigram Eye Opening’. It was not easy for Luo Danian to fuse two red nails, and she worried about mistakenly killing him, so she cautiously checked before shooting.
It turned out Luo Danian was fine. In her eyes, Yao Zhen had become a formless puddle of ink.
The Zhuangyuan Ghost was indeed meticulous. He silently replaced Yao Zhen when she confirmed Yao Zhen was okay, intending to use her to kill Luo Danian first to weaken their strength.
Perhaps the people Yao Zhen found among the villagers with flaws were deliberately revealed by the Zhuangyuan Ghost, just so he could lure Yao Zhen away at the critical moment.
Click!
The new shots were loaded, the three coffin nails decayed and fell off, and the dark muzzle pointed once again at the Zhuangyuan Ghost. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
"Goodbye!"
Sang Que lightly parted her lips and pulled the trigger again, the explosion of bullets spraying out. The Zhuangyuan Ghost had no time to dodge, his shredded body fragmented even more by the powerful blast of the shotgun.
Most of the ink splattered apart, leaving only a head-sized core.
Sang Que took out the copper mirror and smashed it down on the core.
At that moment, the splattered ink suddenly transformed into several black ghost hands that attacked Sang Que from the side.
"Big Boss!"
From the ground, Luo Danian removed his glove and fiercely grasped the ghost hands. His crimson nails scratched two bloody marks in the night, scattering the ghost hands in mid-air.
Sang Que’s copper mirror failed to suppress, and from the core of the black ink burst forth a tremendous force, resisting the restriction power of the copper mirror.
"Heaven and earth beyond limits, borrowing power!"
With a clear shout, Yao Zhen, who had escaped the trap inside the house, swung a brass Dao Bell in one hand while a glowing iron sword pierced straight into the ink.
Sang Que used her copper mirror to press down three inches, causing the ink to oscillate violently, nearly shattering.
"Mulan... it’s me!"
A familiar voice suddenly erupted from the ink. Sang Que’s pupils trembled—it was Liu Tianyou’s voice.
Fearing it was the Zhuangyuan Ghost’s trick, Sang Que hesitated only a moment before deciding to imprison first.
However, the Zhuangyuan Ghost’s level was high. She and Yao Zhen were still not enough, and the copper mirror couldn’t completely seal the Zhuangyuan Ghost.
Seeing that prolonged confrontation was disadvantageous to them, Yao Zhen signaled Sang Que, decisively drew his iron sword, and slashed horizontally at the ink.
The sharp iron sword, imbued with Daoist Lord’s power, scraped across the mirror’s surface and divided the Zhuangyuan Ghost’s body in two, the part already sealed into the copper mirror sinking entirely within.
Yao Zhen removed the patched Daoist robe from herself, shaking it open and covering it over the remaining ink.
Sang Que discarded the copper mirror, picked up the shotgun, and reloaded, ready to shoot the Zhuangyuan Ghost again.
One shot wasn’t enough, she’d continue until he couldn’t take any more shots.
Then, below Yao Zhen’s Daoist robe, a person’s silhouette quickly appeared, a pale hand stretching out from the robe’s edge.
"Don’t shoot, it’s me, Liu Tianyou!"
Sang Que’s gun aimed at the figure beneath the robe, exchanging glances with Yao Zhen.
Yao Zhen frowned, momentarily unsure of what to do. The two could only watch as the hand slowly pulled down the robe, revealing a face familiar to Sang Que.
Indeed, it was Liu Tianyou.
The power on the Daoist robe pained Liu Tianyou, forcing him to endure it on the ground. His upper body remained normal, while his lower body was still boiling ink.
"I’ve... been fighting the Zhuangyuan Ghost all along! Only today could I... finally come out!"
Liu Tianyou explained to Sang Que, enduring a burning pain.
The Daoist robe was removed by Yao Zhen, yet Liu Tianyou’s lower body hadn’t recovered, seemingly contending with him for control, causing constant ink-colored spots to emerge under his skin.
Sang Que crouched, resting the dark muzzle against Liu Tianyou’s chest, scrutinizing him.
Naturally, Liu Tianyou raised his hands, indicating he meant no harm and wouldn’t resist.
His demeanor and state were all familiar to Sang Que, but the current Liu Tianyou was no longer human, like Sang Que, he was half-human, half-ghost.
"Convince me you’re Liu Tianyou." Sang Que said in a deep voice, nudging the gun forward.
Liu Tianyou looked panicked and afraid, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his voice trembling, "I’m, I’m... Liu Tianyou, I..."
Uncertain of how to explain, Sang Que used Qian Trigram Eye Opening again. The upgraded Yansheng coin greatly enhanced this ability, acting as an upgraded version of Ghost Eye, unaffected by the opponent’s strength.
It still had a three-second limit. When time was up, it would sting her, forcing Sang Que’s eyes shut.
In those three seconds, Sang Que saw the reasons and consequences of Liu Tianyou’s transformation and confirmed he wasn’t lying.
Unlike with the fake Yao Zhen, who was entirely ink, Liu Tianyou had a core of ink inside him. Within that ink were a pair of crimson, malicious eyes glaring at Sang Que.
And another thing Sang Que saw from Liu Tianyou, which made her tremble slightly, was Yu Da. All this time, Yu Da had been relentlessly hunting the Zhuangyuan Ghost.
