Yet this Dead Old Lady truly lived up to the old saying: ghosts that lingered long became cunning as foxes! Slyer than sly ghosts! It seemed to predict Wang Ya’s strikes and angles perfectly, dodging the Ghost Collecting Bell by a hair each time. It ascended unhurriedly and soon reached the pit mouth, flying toward the construction site exit.
Wang Ya gritted her teeth and muttered, “Think you can escape?!” She remembered the Cloud Dragon Nine Steps Ghost Sealing Demon Locking Array set up by the Yunnan Zhang Family outside to block the Old Ghost, so she wasn’t too anxious. Instead of climbing the five-meter dirt wall with great effort, she turned and ran to the makeshift bridge.
Wang Ya had just run out of the pit when she saw the Ebony Staff hovering two meters up at the construction site entrance. Suddenly, a vague, hunched black shadow appeared behind the Ebony Staff—a flickering, indistinct silhouette like a dim candle flame buffeted by wind, just larger.
The moment the hunched shadow appeared, the Ebony Staff seemed to lose power and plummeted from over two meters, crashing heavily to the ground. With a crisp “clang,” the bowl used in the array at the entrance shattered!
Wang Ya froze in shock! The Dead Old Lady had come up with such a clever way to break the array! Without using ghostly power or forcing through, it flew to the array’s edge while possessed, then detached, letting the heavy staff free-fall and smash the porcelain bowl on the ground. This created a gap in the Cloud Dragon Nine Steps Ghost Sealing Demon Locking Array for escape.
In the instant Wang Ya was stunned, the Dead Old Lady dove back into the Ebony Staff. It floated up slowly again and drifted outward. The Ebony Staff flew even slower now, ascending at a forty-to-fifty-degree angle. Wang Ya shouted, “Don’t run!” and chased after it! In just over fifty meters, she caught up. When she reached the site gate, the Ebony Staff was already two meters beyond the gate, nearly two meters high. Wang Ya took a deep breath, leaped up, swung the Ghost Collecting Bell at the Ebony Staff, and yelled, “Get back here!”
Suddenly, a Talisman Paper streaked from the side, hitting Wang Ya’s Ghost Collecting Bell squarely and knocking it off course just as it was about to touch the Ebony Staff!
At the same time, several Talisman Pattern beams struck the Ebony Staff, sending it veering off to crash into the grass!
Wang Ya cursed furiously, “Which bastard?!” Ignoring who had interfered, she rushed toward where the Ebony Staff had fallen. Just as she spotted it lying in the grass, two figures burst out and lunged for it. Wang Ya collided heavily with one tall, burly figure and was sent flying. In that split second, the sweaty stench told her it was a man!
Wang Ya tumbled to the ground, her features twisting in pain as she groaned repeatedly! Ignoring the pain, she scrambled up to fight again when she heard a heavy “whoosh” of something slicing through the air. The Ebony Staff, which had fallen in the grass, suddenly leaped up without warning and smashed into the person who had reached it, sending them flying—it looked like a woman!
The Ebony Staff struck the woman away and shot straight up to at least ten meters, then “whoosh”—it vanished into the night sky! It was so fast that even if Wang Ya had shouldered a Rocket Launcher and fired right then, she couldn’t have stopped it!
Wang Ya stared dumbfounded as the Ebony Staff fled into the darkness; she was stunned silly! The Ebony Staff had escaped, and the gravely wounded Dead Old Lady had ditched its ruined corpse and fled! At the critical moment of slaying the ghost, these “damn interlopers” had ruined everything! Wang Ya sensed someone behind her. With a ferocious glare and grinding teeth, she whipped around to see Zheng Yanxia sauntering slowly along the base of the site wall! Wang Ya’s eyes bulged wide! Had these three been there all along, hiding by the wall watching her deathmatch with the Dead Old Lady?
Wang Ya inhaled deeply in rage and bellowed in her native dialect, “Zheng Yanxia, fuck your whole family!” Spitting three liters of blood wouldn’t express her fury! Her hatred! Her frustration! Useless teammates! She was ashamed to be their teammate—they weren’t teammates; she’d die before teaming with them again! These saboteurs! This pack of saboteurs!
Beside her, the man she had collided with climbed up. By the roadside lights, Wang Ya recognized him as Old Tang, the expert who had returned from overseas! She glared venomously toward the grass, where the woman clutching her stomach and rising was none other than the beautiful Zhang woman, suspected descendant of the Yunnan Zhang Family! Wang Ya was furious and hateful, tempted to unleash every curse she knew in her life! She didn’t hold back: left hand on hip, right hand extended with index finger up, middle finger hooked under thumb in an orchid-finger gesture, pointing at Zheng Yanxia’s nose. She started with Zheng Yanxia, dredging up old and new grievances, then blasted Old Tang, sparing not even the suspected Yunnan Zhang Family woman!
Wang Ya spat a torrent of abuse like machine-gun fire, finally dropping these words: “The Old Ghost’s corpse is destroyed. The wounded Yin Soul escaped because you interfered—it’s on you! Zheng Yanxia, I’ve done what your money paid for. Money and goods cleared, we’re even! Goodbye! No—farewell forever!” She stomped hard and stormed off angrily. Only after walking far did she realize it was the suburbs, deep night—no buses, no taxis. Walk back? Wang Ya instantly regretted cursing them too harshly; she should have saved it until they reached the city! Wang Ya looked skyward, tears in her eyes, muttering, “Oh, for fuck’s sake!” She truly felt like coughing up three mouthfuls of old blood!
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