The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 78

Suppressing the urge to break the hand on her head, Qing Li said seriously, “Ancestor, stop messing around, I need your help with something important.”

The mischievous hand stopped its stroking, and a cold voice tinged with interest replied, “Heartless little Qing Li, do you only look for me when you need something?”

Qing Li rolled her eyes: “Why else would I come to you?”

The voice of the Ancestor immediately turned whiny: “Like… missing me.”

Qing Li: (???#)

She only wanted to deceive and betray her master.

Perhaps feeling the wig piece on Qing Li’s head, the Ancestor guiltily said, “Tell me, little Qing Li, what do you need from me?”

Qing Li directly closed the umbrella, thrusting it into the well, and said with a frown, “See for yourself.”

“Ew, this is disgusting.”

The voice of the Ancestor echoed from the deep well.

Countless corpses filled the area, a veritable mountain of bodies.

“The seal here has loosened, do you know how to repair it?” Qing Li asked.

The Ancestor hesitated, “This is… a bit troublesome!”

Qing Li raised an eyebrow; in her ears, ‘troublesome’ meant it was possible.

“If it’s possible, I’d appreciate your help in repairing the seal,” Qing Li commanded with ease.

The ancestor suddenly became melancholic: “You heartless one, I am over five hundred years old, an elderly man. To exploit the labor of someone over a hundred like this, what a misfortune for our sect!”

He pretended to be deeply pained.

“Master, who exactly is the misfortune of our sect?” Qing Li cleaned her ears.

Wasn’t it because the ancestor almost wiped out the entire sect, and the master took the opportunity to steal the treasure of the sect, that their Taoist temple fell into such a state where everyone wanted to attack them?

Now that the master has fled, only Qing Li is left in the Taoist temple. Yet, the ancestor has the audacity to call her the misfortune of the sect, when clearly he is the main culprit.

Hearing Qing Li’s complaints, the ancestor wiped away fake tears within the seal, lamenting, “How did I end up raising such an ungrateful thing!”

Qing Li nodded in agreement: “A misfortune to the sect, indeed!”

The mischievous master in a mysterious realm sneezed several times and wiped his nose: “It must be my lovely, gentle, considerate, kind, pure, and good disciple thinking of me.”

Although the ancestor complained verbally, he still helped repair the seal.

After all, it was little Ah Li’s request, how could he refuse?

“Just tearing off one talisman paper is not enough, take down nine more.”

There were a hundred sealing talisman papers under the umbrella, and each one removed would release one percent of the ancestor’s power.

But if too many were removed, Qing Li would consume more spiritual power when re-sealing.

It might even be impossible to seal the ancestor again.

Alive, he was a menace; dead, he was even more unrestrained.

Qing Li hesitated for a moment, but finally tore off nine talisman papers.

A faint phantom appeared beside Qing Li. He looked enchanting, with a lazy expression, white hair scattered over his shoulders, wearing a spotlessly white Daoist robe.

However, this once unapproachable, aloof immortal, in the next moment, pulled Qing Li into his arms with teary eyes: “Little Ah Li, sob, sob, the ancestor missed you so much.”

His restless hands wreaked havoc on Qing Li’s head.

With her hair in disarray, Qing Li silently pulled out a hundred enhanced Five Thunder Bombardment talismans.

The ancestor’s hands reluctantly withdrew…

Ah, little Ah Li is really fierce.

Under Qing Li’s stern gaze, the ancestor began to work earnestly.

He lifted his robe sleeves, his slender fingers forming a gesture, strands of dark light twining around his fingertips, a sinister yin energy emanating from him. The pitch-black night seemed to thicken like ink, enveloping everything in darkness, causing all the ghosts in the school to tremble.

“Seal—”

The ancestor lightly uttered a word.

The well collapsed instantly, forming a vortex that violently spun, swallowing everything around it and expanding continuously.

Gradually, the vortex stopped consuming, and the entire abandoned area was unrecognizable, but the deep well had completely vanished, along with the evil and ominous aura.

“Little Ah Li, a reward.”

Having completed the sealing, the ancestor immediately asked for a reward.

Qing Li clapped perfunctorily: “Ancestor, you’re awesome, powerful, the best, number one in the world.”

Hearing Qing Li’s heartfelt praise, the ancestor crossed his hands inside his sleeves, his face beaming with pride.

It had been a long time since he heard Qing Li’s flattery, still as insincere as ever.

Just then, a sudden gust of wind struck.

A powerful ghostly energy gathered in the air, forming a huge ghostly face. Its crimson eyes were like two large red lanterns hanging in mid-air. The ghost opened its mouth to reveal unevenly sized fangs and let out a manic laugh, “Humans, cry, tremble, tonight is your doom.”

Qing Li frowned subconsciously as she watched the ghostly face in the sky.

It was a major evil spirit.

Under normal circumstances, Qing Li would have run away at the sight of a major evil spirit.

Though she could kill a minor evil spirit, a major one was on a completely different level, and she was not yet strong enough to face one alone.

But now…

Qing Li silently retreated and stood behind her master, complaining, “Master, that ghostly thing in the sky says tonight is my death.”

It’s foolish not to rely on strong support when available.

Her master’s aura suddenly changed, his narrow phoenix eyes brimming with endless coldness. With a gentle wave of his hand, a blood-red lightning bolt tore through the night sky and nearly dispersed the ghostly face.

“Who are you? How dare you harm me?”

The ghostly face had not expected Qing Li to have backup. His body almost dispersed from the lightning strike.

“Trying to bully my disciple in front of me? You’re quite bold! Cry, tremble, tonight is your doom.”

The master clenched his fist, sending down five more blood-red lightning bolts.

“No, misunderstanding, it’s all a misunderstanding, I was just joking, giao~”

The ghostly face hurriedly dodged the lightning but still got struck twice, its features cracking. One more strike would disperse it completely.

At that moment, it sensed the man’s terror, feeling a familiar pressure from him.

That feeling…

Was like facing…

“I have to go home for dinner, farewell.”

The ghostly face instantly vanished in the air. If it couldn’t win, it would flee, which was its way of survival in the horrifying world.

The so-called major evil spirit, comes hurriedly and leaves just as quickly.

Qing Li watched the fleeing spirit with a look of regret.

She had prepared a sack, ready to collect its corpse after the battle to take home, but the spirit was unexpectedly keen on surviving and fled quickly!