10: Chapter 10 Heavenly Dipper Steps on the Dipper, Shattering the Red Robe

"Woo! Woo-hoo!"

As if to verify Lin Ye's words, a bone-chilling wail of a woman suddenly emanated from the depths of the ancient well.

The crying was mournful and winding, echoing in the empty old mansion, as if countless cold hands were stroking the back of everyone's necks.

Young Master Qin's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground: "Th-that's the sound! She's come for me!"

Seeing this, Daoist Xuanqing, in order to claim the credit in front of the 500,000, shouted loudly:

"Monster, cease your insolence! Watch as this Daoist subdues you!"

He abruptly pulled out the peach wood sword from behind his back, pinched a yellow talisman in his left hand, stepped out in an irregular Nine Purple Gang Steps, and charged straight toward the ancient well.

However, he had just rushed within five meters of the well.

"Boom!"

A burst of black resentment suddenly erupted from the ancient well, and a column of water shot into the sky.

Within that black torrent, a woman wearing a tattered red wedding dress slowly rose.

The woman's hair was wet and stuck to her face.

Her neck was bent at a grotesque ninety-degree angle, and fresh blood dripped onto the blue bricks with a ticking sound, the stench of rot instantly permeating the air.

"Red-Clad Vengeful Ghost?!"

Daoist Xuanqing turned pale with shock; this was definitely not an ordinary vengeful spirit, but a ferocious entity that had already gained power!

He bit his fingertip, smeared the blood onto the peach wood sword, and began to chant the incantation: "The Supreme Lord Laozi teaches me to slay ghosts, granting me divine methods! Swiftly!"

He thrust his sword out, aiming straight for the Red-Clad Vengeful Ghost's face.

With a crisp "crack," the peach wood sword that Daoist Xuanqing prided himself on was grabbed by the Red-Clad Vengeful Ghost's pale, bloated hand and snapped into two pieces as easily as a matchstick!

"This is impossible!"

Daoist Xuanqing's expression changed in horror.

Before he could retreat, the Red-Clad Vengeful Ghost had already teleported in front of him.

An extremely cold Yin energy rushed toward him; the female ghost suddenly extended both hands, tightly gripping Daoist Xuanqing's neck, and lifted him into mid-air as if he were a chick.

"Giggle, giggle..."

Daoist Xuanqing's eyes rolled back instantly, his legs kicked wildly in the air, and the whisk in his hand fell to the ground—there was no longer any trace of his immortal demeanor.

Fatty Wang and Young Master Qin were already huddled together, shivering in fear.

Just at this critical juncture, a familiar translucent light screen popped up on Lin Ye's retina with a tingling prompt sound.

"Ding! "My Lord, Please Behave Yourself" System prompt: Detected a classic 'face-slapping' scene: 'The blind Daoist crashes and burns'. Please make a choice within three minutes!"

[Option A: Stand by — Shout "Master, hold on, I'll go call an ambulance," then take the girl and run away.]

[Reward: 100-meter sprint speed +10. Consequence: Young Master Qin is killed, the 500,000 goes down the drain, and you will be branded a coward in the metaphysical world.]

[Option B: Low-key rescue — Secretly throw a talisman to interrupt the female ghost without stealing the spotlight.]

[Reward: Husband points +50, Leng Yue favorability -5 (She doesn't like you being timid). Consequence: After Daoist Xuanqing is saved, he might bite back and say you stole his credit.]

[Option C: Crush them in the most flamboyant way — Act low-key yet lethally, letting these bumpkins see what a combination of the Pure Yang Dao Body and top-tier ritual techniques looks like.]

[Reward: Husband points +300, obtain time-limited title "Cool as the Wind" (When equipped, aura +500%, flamboyant speech comes with reverb), worship from bystanders skyrockets.]

A wild curve tugged at the corner of Lin Ye's mouth.

When it comes to face-slapping, is there any other choice?

"System, I choose C!"

Lin Ye stuffed the black umbrella in his hand into Fatty Wang's arms and ordered coldly: "Fatty, watch the umbrella."

Subsequently, he took a step forward, and the Pure Yang Qi that had been suppressed by Leng Yue's Yin energy in his body erupted at this moment like floodgates opening!

Under the blessing of the Pure Yang Dao Body, a faint red glow subtly radiated from Lin Ye's body.

He slashed his right hand through the void, bit his tongue tip, and spat a mouthful of tongue-tip blood mixed with strong Yang energy onto a blank piece of yellow paper he had already prepared in his left hand.

Lin Ye's eyes were like lightning, his fingers flying as he quickly drew obscure runes on the yellow talisman, while a rhythmic long poem incantation of the ritual sect erupted from his mouth:

"The sky is round and the earth is square, the laws are nine chapters!"

"I now put pen to paper, all ghosts shall hide!"

"One point for clear sky, two points for bright earth, three points for the divine general to borrow thunder!"

"Decree, Three Yang Smothering Fire, break!"

Just as Lin Ye was drawing the talisman.

Leng Yue, who had been standing quietly behind, had a flash of gold in her deep red eyes.

She didn't make a move, but secretly released a sliver of absolute rank pressure belonging to a Thousand-Year Red Hou.

This pressure was ineffective against the living, but to that Red-Clad Vengeful Ghost, it was tantamount to Mount Tai pressing down!

The female ghost's hideous face instantly became extremely twisted and terrified.

She felt a shudder from the depths of her soul.

That was the source suppression of the peak of zombies, the Red Lotus Karmic Fire!

In the half-second that the female ghost's movements stiffened.

Lin Ye had already stepped on the mysterious "Nine Purple Gang Steps" and closed in.

The Yang-blood talisman in his hand had turned into a fireball emitting a blinding red light, which he domineeringly slapped onto the Red-Clad Vengeful Ghost's face!

"Bang!!!"

An explosion like thunder on flat ground echoed in the old mansion.

The pure Yang blood, combined with the power of the talisman, instantly blasted the black resentment around the Red-Clad Vengeful Ghost to smithereens.

"Ah!!!"

The female ghost let out a shrill scream, her hands suddenly releasing Daoist Xuanqing.

Her entire spirit body burned violently as if splashed with sulfuric acid.

Before she could resist, she turned into a wisp of black smoke and drilled back into the ancient well, hiding at the bottom, never daring to show her head again.

"Plop."

Daoist Xuanqing fell heavily into the muddy water, clutching his neck and coughing violently, gasping for air.

His old face was now as pale as paper, and his eyes looking at Lin Ye were filled with disbelief and extreme fear.

The young man he had mocked just moments ago had actually killed a Red-Clad Vengeful Ghost, which he had no power against, with just one talisman and a mouthful of blood!

The scene was dead silent, with only the sound of the continuous autumn rain.

Lin Ye clapped the cinnabar dust off his hands, looked down at Daoist Xuanqing in the mud, and said with a faint reverb from his title in his tone:

"Daoist Xuanqing, your authentic Maoshan kung fu seems a bit lacking. Is this all you've got? My wife was just afraid I'd be bored, so she let me play with it myself."

"You... you..."

Daoist Xuanqing's face flushed red, unable to say a word for a long time. Finally, filled with shame and anger, he didn't even want his broken sword, scrambled out of the old mansion, and fled.

"Holy crap! Ye-zi, you're practically an immortal descended to earth!"

Fatty Wang was jumping with excitement; if he weren't afraid of disturbing Lin Ye's face-slapping, he would have pounced on him.

Young Master Qin went straight to his knees, hugging Lin Ye's thigh with snot and tears:

"Master Lin! Ancestor Lin! You are truly my second parent! 500,000! No, I'll give you 1,000,000! Please save me to the end!"

Just as Lin Ye was enjoying the pleasure of face-slapping.

A small figure wearing a bright yellow duck raincoat suddenly hopped over to Lin Ye's side.

Frost Star squatted down, like a little cat that had smelled something fishy, sniffed hard at the residual resentment of the Red-Clad Vengeful Ghost in the air, and showed a satisfied expression.

Afterward, she turned her head, her heterochromatic eyes looking at Lin Ye's bleeding fingers from drawing the talisman with heartache.

"Husband is so amazing, but you're bleeding again..."

Frost Star didn't care that there were outsiders nearby, and directly grabbed Lin Ye's finger...

Gently licking and sucking it.

At this moment, Leng Yue also walked up slowly.

Her long legs were blindingly white in the rainy night.

She didn't speak, naturally reached out, and gently wiped the sweat from Lin Ye's forehead with her cool fingertips.

Then she took off her own black trench coat and draped it over Lin Ye's shoulders, which were slightly trembling from releasing the Pure Yang Qi.

"Husband, you've worked hard."

Leng Yue's voice was so gentle it could drip water, but her deep red eyes were vigilantly staring at that ancient well.

Lin Ye took a deep breath, enjoying the extreme comfort of being surrounded by beauties, but the system's second prompt sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Face-slapping completed, points have been issued.]

[Warning: What the host just repelled was only a clone of the Red-Clad Vengeful Ghost. This ancient well connects to an extreme Yin earth vein; the real ferocious entity is still below.]

Lin Ye's gaze crossed Leng Yue and Frost Star, looking at the ancient well that seemed bottomless.

Rainwater hit the blue bricks, and a harsh sound similar to fingernails scratching a coffin faintly came from the bottom of the well.

"It seems this 1,000,000 won't be easy to earn."