The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 89

The moment Qing Li landed, the ghostly face extended countless ghostly claws towards her.

He wanted to dismember the woman who had tormented him.

“Stinking woman, I’m going to kill you.”

The ghostly face, with its few remaining teeth, spoke with intense hatred.

Qing Li formed a hand seal, and several golden talismans appeared in front of her, turning the ghostly claws into dust upon contact.

“Seems you haven’t had enough hardship!”

Qing Li’s eyes narrowed. She waved her hand, and ten enhanced Five Thunder Top Talismans appeared, emitting a strange red light from the cinnabar-drawn mystical patterns as she chanted softly.

“Boom!”

Thunderclouds gathered in the night sky, with black clouds and fierce winds. The ghostly face in the sky looked tiny under the thunderclouds.

The ghostly face felt unease, a fear of the natural laws innate to ghosts.

“Extinguish.”

Qing Li uttered softly, a purple lightning flash in her dark pupils.

“Crack!”

Countless lightning bolts tore through the night, with the enhanced Five Thunder Top Talismans being far more powerful than ordinary thunder talismans. The ghostly face was terrified by the overwhelming thunder.

“You dare to use tools, shameless…”

The ghostly face’s screams were drowned out by the thunder.

At this moment, the system played a background music.

“Shocking thunder, these skills shake the heavens and earth, a purple-gold hammer.”

“Purple lightning, this mysterious true fire, a sword hanging in the sky, causing earth-shattering changes.”

Qing Li: “…”

As the thunder and lightning dissipated, a charred ghostly face appeared, grimacing.

“Damn humans, daring to strike me with lightning. Now that the lightning is gone, what can you do? I will definitely dismember you, grind your soul to dust… dust… dust…”

The ghostly face looked at Qing Li slowly pulling out a hundred Five Thunder Top Talismans, tongue-tied.

“Damn, how do you still have so many?”

Qing Li said with a smile, “I draw these for fun when I’m bored. Since you like them, I’ll make sure you get your fill.”

Her current drawing of the “Five Thunder Bombardment Talisman” is her strongest talisman. It’s impossible to kill a semi-ferocious ghost with it, but at least it can strip away a layer of the ghost’s skin.

The ghost’s face instantly wilted: “I must take my leave.”

He was trying to escape.

But Qing Li had already started chanting a spell. A hundred talismans burned to ashes simultaneously, and countless lightning snakes moved through the thunderclouds.

The ghost hurriedly started to flee, but the lightning, as if having eyes, chased and struck him relentlessly.

“Ah, damn it.”

“Ouch, damn it.”

“Damn, damn…”

?This ghost is a level 10 national treasure!?

?Kids, don’t swear, or you’ll be struck by lightning.?

?I’m a kid, don’t lie to me. If swearing leads to lightning strikes, none of us would escape.?

?Darn, kids are hard to fool these days.?

As the thunderclouds dispersed, the half-dead ghost, his face covered in cracks, had his sinister aura nearly dissipated.

“Hehe… it’s over… isn’t it?”

His voice was intermittent, unable to form complete sentences.

“Woman, this time… I must kill…”

Qing Li pulled out another hundred “Five Thunder Bombardment Talismans” from her pocket. Tilting her head, she looked innocently at the charred ghost with her soft voice, “What did you say?”

“This time I definitely have to kneel and beg you, please stop, I give up.”

The ghost burst into tears.

He had never felt so humiliated since his birth.

“Don’t harm our god.”

A stone was suddenly thrown at Qing Li.

Qing Li raised her hand, and the stone turned to dust in front of her.

The little girl who had brought Qing Li to the haunted house held the broken stone in her arms, her young face showing an uncharacteristic fierceness.

Behind her stood the other villagers.

Armed with hoes and axes, they all looked at Qing Li with unfriendly expressions.

“You can’t harm our god.”

The old village chief in the ancestral hall spoke with a hoarse voice.

“He’s a ghost. You, as humans, feed him with human flesh. Such actions against human nature will cost you,” Qing Li said indifferently.

The old village chief sneered, “We are just surviving in our own way. Without our god’s protection, we would’ve been devoured like other humans, becoming food for the ghosts. He brings us life and hope.”

This was their way of surviving in a horror world. Even though they knew their so-called god was just a more vicious ghost, what did it matter?

To survive, they were willing to offer their bodies and souls to the ghost.

?”Their lives are lives, but what about those who are captured and fed to the ghosts? Are their lives not lives anymore?”?

?”They are just a group of selfish and self-serving people who will do anything to survive, maybe they can’t even be called human anymore!”?

?”The greatest irony is that they treat ghosts as deities, yet they draw their swords against a village girl who might actually be a real deity.”?

In the horror live broadcast room, the appearance of Qing Li brought hope to countless people.

Although everyone joked around in the broadcast room, Qing Li had unknowingly become the faith and support of many.

The world of horror used to be terrifying and desperate.

The appearance of Qing Li gave everyone a glimpse of another kind of hope.

“You have the freedom to choose how to live, but when you entrust your lives to a ghost, you must bear the corresponding price and risk.”

Qing Li took a step back, distancing herself from the ghostly face.

Everyone is human, everyone has the right and freedom to choose, of course, wrong choices come with a bloody price.

She gave the villagers advice, but what they choose to do is not her concern.

This world is a world of the survival of the fittest, just like when working in the Starving Ghost Restaurant, humans being served as food on the table. Qing Li felt anger, but she knew anger was useless. Until she had the power to change the world, she had to control her emotions and comply with the world’s rules of survival.

Even if she really got rid of the half-fierce today, the villagers would find other ghosts to replace it.

“This matter in our village has nothing to do with you, an outsider.”

The ghost face was taken away by the villagers, warning Qing Li not to step into the village again.

After the villagers left, Qing Li straightened her cotton coat: “My movie is not finished yet!”

That was her most important mission.

Originally planning to use the half-fierce as the climax, now that it was rescued by the villagers, she had to find another ghost for the crew.

Qing Li stuck a charm on herself to hide her presence and sneaked back into the village.

In an abandoned cowshed, Qing Li found the director of the crew.

“Director, I found you!”

Qing Li’s sinister voice echoed in the darkness.

“Ah ah ah…”

The little ghost screamed in terror, feeling a sudden chill in his pants.

Qing Li held her breath in disgust, this ghost thing, actually got scared!