Often, it is when success is imminent that one becomes most lax.
This is human nature, and even this female ghost was no exception.
Just as she thought she was about to bite me to death and absorb my vital essence.
The protective amulet hidden on my body erupted.
The amulet's power wasn't immense.
But drawing it with blood added a significant boost.
If the female ghost were to be fully struck by the amulet's inscribed power, she would be injured.
Startled, the female ghost hurriedly let go, intending to distance herself from me…
But it was too late.
The amulet's power that erupted from my body.
With a “bang,” it struck the female ghost.
However, the amulet's power could only barely protect me once.
It was far from enough to injure the female ghost.
Therefore, my fourth strike appeared.
Success or failure rested on this single blow.
At this crucial moment, I gathered all my strength.
With my Dao energy amplified, I spat out the Yin and Yang Pearls I held in my mouth…
“Swish! Swish!”
Like bullets, they flew towards the female ghost’s face.
At such close range, and with all the female ghost’s attention focused on the amulet's explosive light,
The Yin and Yang Pearls I spat out, carrying the essence of Yin and Yang, shot directly at the female ghost.
The female ghost’s eyes widened; she clearly hadn't expected me to have more tricks.
And at such close proximity…
The treasures’ speed was too great.
Even if the female ghost wanted to raise her hand to block, it was already too late.
In her astonishment, her body was about to dissipate and flee.
Unfortunately, the impact of the amulet's inscribed power affected her speed of dissipation.
The two Yin and Yang treasures, precisely hitting her face.
One shot into the female ghost’s left eye, while the other, the Yang Pearl, was directly spat into her mouth…
With two “bangs.”
The female ghost then let out a scream and was sent flying backward to the ground.
The power of the Yin Pearl was extremely cold and Yin.
Even this red-skinned fire ghost could not withstand such a Yin and cold impact.
The Yin Pearl’s energy vibrated, striking the female ghost’s left eye, crushing her eyeball and turning her into a one-eyed monster.
Red ghost blood flowed out, turning into smoke upon hitting the ground.
Simultaneously, the red Yin fire surrounding the female ghost.
Was instantly extinguished by the momentum of the Yin Pearl…
The power of the Yang Pearl was supremely Yang and firm.
When it entered the female ghost's mouth, it was like holding a piece of burning charcoal.
The heat made the female ghost scream “wooo woo,” her cries filled with pain.
Her entire Yin essence was continuously being devoured by the Yang Pearl.
The female ghost couldn't spit it out, nor dare to swallow it.
She could only frantically reach out her ghostly claws to pry it from her mouth…
Seeing this, my eyes lit up with joy.
“Success!”
I hadn’t expected it to be so effective.
One had blown out the female ghost's eye, and the other was still in her mouth, scorching her and making her cry out.
However, I did not stop there.
There is a saying: when your enemy is wounded, strike them down.
Not acting at this moment would be a true waste of opportunity.
My gaze turned cold, and with a flick of my right hand, I gripped the fox claw on my wrist.
I aimed it at the female ghost's forehead and thrust it forward.
If I could kill her with a single blow, it would be ideal.
Even if not, it wouldn't matter…
“Die!”
I roared and struck with all my might.
As the female ghost struggled on the ground, she finally managed to spit out the Yang Pearl from her mouth.
But doing so had consumed a great deal of her Yin essence.
Before she could stabilize herself, she saw me raising the fox claw to strike again.
In her haste, she quickly dodged.
I had put all my strength into this strike.
One could say I had the advantage of timing, location, and human support. Usually, a ghost struck directly by the Yin and Yang Pearls would be on the verge of death.
But this red-skinned fire ghost was different; her vitality was too strong.
Coupled with the vast difference in our cultivation levels, this strike still missed its mark.
The female ghost, like an eel, slipped forward and escaped, leaving only a scratch on her face.
“Damn it!”
I gritted my teeth, regretful.
Looking up, I prepared to strike the female ghost again.
But the female ghost was already floating two meters in front of me.
Her right cheek was slashed by my fox claw.
A bloodied gash, with flesh turned outward, was still oozing blood.
It was terrifying to behold.
This was merely ghost blood, not real blood.
Ghosts do not have blood.
It is merely a trick used by spirits to scare people.
Upon contact with solid objects, it would turn into black smoke…
At the same time, with a single eye, she stared at me fiercely.
With a monstrously contorted face, she opened her gaping maw and snarled:
“Die!”
Her voice was piercingly sharp, filled with ultimate rage.
With a “whoosh,” a torrent of flames erupted towards me.
How could I possibly withstand such flames?
In fact, I didn't even have the chance to escape.
If hit, I would undoubtedly be burned half to death by this Yin fire…
However, at this critical juncture.
My martial uncle leaped down.
Wielding the Fire Control Fan, he directly placed himself in front of me.
The Yin fire spat by the female ghost was all blocked by my martial uncle with the Fire Control Fan.
Sparks flew everywhere, the temperature was scorching hot.
Yet, my martial uncle looked back at me with a gratified smile:
“Little Qin, you really know how to stir up trouble.
But with Uncle here, this fiend won't be able to harm you…”
It was evident that my martial uncle's demeanor had shifted from tense fear to pleasant surprise.
Perhaps my martial uncle himself had not expected that I, a mere Daoist of Xuan Dan cultivation,
Could single-handedly cripple a red-skinned fire ghost.
Of course, it wasn't that my strength was exceptional.
It was that the magic treasures I used, the Yin and Yang Pearls, were potent enough, coupled with surprise and a bit of luck.
But “luck” is sometimes a form of strength.
I looked at my martial uncle, deeply moved:
“Martial Uncle!”
My martial uncle did not reply further, flicking the Fire Control Fan:
“Annihilate!”
The fierce wind roared.
Under the whistling gusts, the female ghost let out another scream and was blasted away by the gale.
With a dull thud, she crashed into a broken wall not far away…