I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 257 - 144: Linhe Corpse Howl_2

As Ling Yangzi spoke, he glanced outside the ship, his smile growing wider: "My Protective Paper Puppet has already been summoned. Even if you want to leave now, you won’t be able to escape!"

Following Ling Yangzi’s gaze, Xu Qing looked out and saw that many paper figures had appeared on the dock and deck. These paper beings, with faces like golden paper and bodies glowing white, had sealed off all routes from the tower ship.

As Xu Qing looked, these paper figures uniformly lifted their heads to stare at him.

Clearly they had red lips painted with vermillion and eyes dotted with ink, yet Xu Qing felt a bizarre sensation as though they could truly see him.

"Your Protective Golden Light isn’t afraid of evil qi. But what if I don’t use the Mourning Staff?"

Xu Qing put away the Filial Piety Stick and instead drew out the Dark Cloud Mace from behind him.

The mace is a weapon designed to break armor, created for offensive use. The Southwest Frontier Chronicles describe: the mace is not an ordinary item, but a diamond blade encased in copper, shaped like a copper sword and measuring five feet two inches long...

This weapon cannot be wielded by those without great strength, and what Xu Qing lacks the least is this physical power!

To ensure his strength was sufficient, Xu Qing swallowed several Strength Pills. At this moment, his power exceeded a thousand pounds!

Initially, Ling Yangzi saw Xu Qing wielding the mace and didn’t think much of it. Not to mention whether Xu Qing could break his Protective Golden Light, he still had summoned Protective Paper Puppets in front of him. Could they not defeat a rustic half-baked practitioner?

The Celestial Master’s Mansion’s legacy is far superior, incomparable to mere folk techniques.

Xu Qing held the Dark Cloud Mace and fought a melee with the paper figures blocking his path. Those figures were agile, moving up and down the tower ship swiftly. Xu Qing had thought breaking paper figures with the weapon would be easy, but he hadn’t expected the bodies of these paper beings to be as resilient as iron and stone, while also having significant flexibility.

This feeling...

After entangling with dozens of paper puppets for a while, Xu Qing vaguely felt familiarity. The paper puppets with faces like golden paper had the aura of Silver Burial Coins.

Remembering the goods stolen by the Jinmen Gang, he suddenly realized.

Backing away to reassess, Xu Qing had roughly gauged the level of the paper figures.

Despite suffering many injuries, even if a hole was pierced through their chests, these paper constructs could still move freely.

If dealt with using conventional methods, it’s impossible to restrain the adversary.

Hmph, Xu Qing looked at the ’army of paper figures’ closing in again, his competitive spirit ignited.

Just try to outnumber me, huh?

Xu Qing’s sleeve fluttered, revealing a Rampage Flag in his hand.

"Celestial Master dictates, capture disaster swiftly.

Through nine lands, kill ghosts and seize foes..."

Reciting the Enslaving Crazed Spell, the next moment, three masses of black fog, carrying heavy trailing yin evil qi, emerged from the Rampage Flag in Xu Qing’s hands.

The black fog swirled above the paper figures, then began to tear and transform. As the yin evil qi condensed, three fierce generals, nearly reaching the ship’s roof with their heads, manifested.

Ling Yangzi exclaimed in shock: "How do you know the Celestial Master’s Mansion’s Enslaving Crazed Spell? This technique hasn’t been practiced in the Celestial Master’s Mansion for ages. How did you learn it?"

Xu Qing ignored Ling Yangzi and his efforts to seize paper figures. Holding the Dark Cloud Mace, Xu Qing was already in front of Ling Yangzi.

The Mountain-Opening Mace Technique is broad and open, and Xu Qing didn’t say a word, using the entire set of mace techniques on Ling Yangzi.

The Protective Golden Light buzzed with resonance, Ling Yangzi pinched a Jade Talisman, continuously injecting Spiritual Light Magical Power into the Golden Light Shield.

Strike, pierce, chop, sweep, cover, roll, press...

With immense force, the two fell from the third level of the tower ship, breaking through partitions, finally descending into the water.

Ling Yangzi recited the Light Body Spell, attempting to maneuver ashore, Xu Qing relentlessly pursued. It was the first time he encountered such a nimble opponent.

Ling Yangzi’s face turned iron-blue, determined to no longer hold back, thus began to command all paper puppets around the ship to encircle Xu Qing.

"What other tricks do you have?" Seeing Xu Qing struggling defensively, Ling Yangzi sneered and regained his condescending posture.

"I didn’t expect to find someone like you practicing in such a small place like Linhe. But by daring to offend the Celestial Master’s Mansion, you’ve reached the end of your road!"

Hearing this, Xu Qing reached out and grabbed a paper figure, indifferent to its biting and scratching. As a Silver Armored Corpse, the worst these paper figures could do was leave some white marks.

"Can you hear me talking?" Controlling the paper figure, Xu Qing suddenly asked without context.

Ling Yangzi sensed something was wrong, frowned and said: "What do you mean by that?"

Xu Qing laughed, he suddenly slammed the paper figure to the ground and stepped on it, speaking in a mysterious tone: "Have you heard of the Corpse Roar Skill?"

"Lion’s Roar Skill?" Ling Yangzi scoffed: "Sounds like a crude martial art practiced by common folk, probably not even qualifying to enter the Celestial Master’s Mansion’s Library Pavilion."

Xu Qing mobilized the surrounding yin qi, his entire aura subtly changing.

"My Corpse Roar Skill is a bit different..."

Ling Yangzi’s brow furrowed, just about to speak, he saw the youth nearby breaking through the paper puppet defense, approaching him.

The Protective Golden Light was within reach, Xu Qing’s chest heaved, his neck visibly thickening.

When the yin evil qi accumulated to a certain extent, Xu Qing, whose appearance was usually normal, suddenly opened his bloodthirsty mouth. His appearance grotesque like an evil spirit, black web-like veins emerged on his face.

"Roar—!"

A terrifying sound wave like a monstrous flood, the river wind reversed, dark clouds dispersed overhead.

Linhe, from north to south, from west to east, whether in bustling areas or secluded corners, everyone heard this thunderous roar.

In the Patrol Room, just back from night patrol, Zhao Zhonghe barely caught his breath before hearing the strange sound.

"Seems to be coming from the wharf area, let’s go check it out!"

On Underground Street, at the coffin shop, Hu Baosong awoke with a jolt, then sprang up anxiously.

"Linhe is getting more and more unsettled."

In the Funeral Shop, Xuan Yu dashed out, jumping onto the roof, pricking up his ears, eyes fixed on the direction of the corpse roar.

The sound seemed familiar...

In the chicken coop, Golden Simurgh looked out in suspicion, then quickly ran back into its nest.

Damn it, that Xu guy is getting fiercer!

At Linhe Wharf.

Xu Qing looked at Ling Yangzi, bleeding from seven orifices, kneeling and clutching his head in pain, decisively stomping on Ling Yangzi’s neck, snapping it.

The screams abruptly stopped.

Xu Qing dared not linger; the Corpse Roar Skill, though effective in defeating enemies, had a clear drawback—it was too conspicuous, likely attracting trouble.

After Ling Yangzi’s death, the surrounding paper puppets became lifeless puppets one by one, maintaining their original poses, frozen in place.

Xu Qing summoned all the Rampage Flags and moved between the paper puppets, dock, and tower ship.

The Rampage Flags flying enabled Xu Qing to teleport and briefly fly. Though the distance wasn’t far, within the dock it was more than adequate.

In just a few moments, after gathering all the corpse paper puppets, Xu Qing glanced at Long Engui hiding in the corner.

Reaching out, he grabbed Long Engui, who started to panic upon recognizing Xu Qing, immediately pleading.

"My godfather is Feng Dehai, my grandfather is Cao Cheng. If you kill me, they’ll come after you. If you let me go, I’ll give you women, silver, I have these..."

Xu Qing held Long Engui, his gaze sweeping through the interior.

Within the tower ship, Lady Jin and several female attendants were huddled together, trembling.

Xu Qing was indifferent. Before he came, he’d always worn the Human Skin Mask obtained during the transcendence of Bai Luo, without taking it off.

The Human Skin Mask, when applied, could meld into the face, with the ability to alter the appearance, regardless of age or gender, at the thought of a moment.

At this time, he still bore the form of the deceased transcended by the mask.

Retracting his gaze, Xu Qing didn’t even look at the pleading Long Engui, slightly exerted force, and the notorious delinquent simpered.

Casually tossing Long Engui’s corpse into the Box Garden, Xu Qing leaped off the tower ship, versed in water manipulation. Submerging in the river to eliminate his traces was the best option.

Following the river path, Xu Qing circled around.

As for the goods robbed by the Jinmen Gang... now with most of Jinmen’s key figures cleared by him, the remaining leader had become the "Emperor Whiteboard".

Once daylight breaks, not to mention others, just Jin Sect broker and Flower and Bird Street’s Feng Er Ye alone would start targeting the Jinmen Gang.

By then, the goods would naturally return to his hands through Feng Er Ye.

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