Chapter 105
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Chapter 105: What Kind of Monster Is This?
"Ying Ying!"
A lantern puppet screams as it is struck from both front and back by two Exorcism Talismans, vanishing into thin air.
【Virtue +9】
Wang Chen gazes up at the moon’s position in the night sky, estimating that it is nearly midnight.
Being far from Yunshan City, he cannot hear the Dingyang Bell, so this is his only way to gauge the time.
He begins to consider retreating.
Wang Chen has already circled most of the outer perimeter of the graveyard, having defeated over a hundred wandering souls and seven white-level lantern puppets.
His Virtue points have surged!
However, the Evil Spirits within the nest seem to have sensed danger and have concealed themselves among the crumbling tombs.
They no longer drift aimlessly.
Consequently, his efficiency in luring monsters has significantly decreased.
In this situation, Wang Chen refrains from recklessly venturing deeper into the graveyard in pursuit of wandering souls.
Although he has yet to encounter stronger Evil Spirits, who can guarantee that a formidable boss isn’t lurking deeper within this Evil Nest?
Monster hunting can be exhilarating, but it must not be reckless; otherwise, he could easily face disaster.
Wang Chen prefers the cautious strategy of peeling an onion layer by layer, so he decides to return tomorrow night!
He retreats.
As Wang Chen departs, the graveyard becomes eerily silent and ominous.
The spot where he stood suddenly rises, and dark brown roots burst forth from the ground, thrashing menacingly.
In an instant, they all retreat back.
The nearby soil, recently moistened by rain, instantly becomes parched.
It is as if all the moisture in the earth has evaporated completely.
A faint sucking sound emerges, filled with greed.
At this moment, the wandering souls and lantern puppets in the graveyard have disappeared without a trace.
The night wind whispers through the graves and broken stones, producing a mournful sound, as if a daughter from some household is weeping.
…
At midnight, Wang Chen returns home.
He feels no drowsiness and begins to tally his gains from tonight’s foray into the Evil Nest.
First, of course, are the Virtue points.
After calculating, he realizes that he has earned a total of 327 Virtue points this time.
After deducting the 100 points used for the Metal Finger Technique, he still has over 200 points remaining, sufficient to meet the breakthrough requirements for other spells that have been enhanced twice!
Spirit Light Shield, Fire Crow Technique, Vajra Fist, Shadowless Divine Movement…
Wang Chen has already begun envisioning these spell skills breaking through to the Master level and beyond!
In addition to a substantial gain in Virtue, he also acquired an Evil Energy Pearl.
He has gathered hundreds of spirit fragments.
The drop rate for the Evil Energy Pearl is incredibly low; Wang Chen defeated over a hundred wandering souls without obtaining a single one.
The only gain came from the first lantern puppet he defeated.
But he is well aware that his luck has been quite favorable.
If the Evil Energy Pearl were easy to obtain, the graveyard’s Evil Nest would have been eradicated long ago.
Its selling price wouldn’t be so exorbitant either!
Speaking of which, this is the third Evil Energy Pearl Wang Chen has obtained.
He suspects that there is a hidden attribute in the Cultivation Panel.
Luck!
If such an attribute exists, then Wang Chen’s luck value must be quite high.
Even if he isn’t at the level of a lucky royal, he is certainly not an unlucky fool.
While reveling in his gains, Wang Chen quietly reminds himself not to become complacent.
He made a mistake before.
Knowing that upgrading the Metal Finger Technique would bring trouble, he got carried away and enhanced it on the spot, resulting in unnecessary risks—he must learn from this experience.
He cannot afford to make the same mistake again!
After tallying his gains and reflecting on his experience, Wang Chen completed a training session.
By dawn, he drifted into a hazy sleep.
The next morning, he awoke early.
Climbing up through the underground passage back to his surface room, he stowed the brass mirror hanging on the wall, washed up, fed the chickens, and cooked…
Another busy yet fulfilling day had begun!
After finishing today’s farming tasks, Wang Chen took the dried straw and began crafting a scarecrow.
The spirit rice in the fields was nearly ripe, and more birds and animals were coming to forage.
Last year’s heavy snow and this spring’s vigorous crops meant a bountiful harvest was on the horizon; he could not afford to falter now.
The Grandmaster decreed a thirty percent reduction in the rent for outer sect farmers, and Wang Chen estimates that he will be able to save at least two thousand pounds of rice at home this year.
Soon, he will savor bowls of white rice, one with pig oil mixed with soy sauce, and another with brown sugar dipped in white sugar—both sweet and salty delights!
With a swift motion, Wang Chen skillfully completed a scarecrow, affixing his hand-drawn Exorcism Talisman before taking it out to set up.
Under a clear sky with the sun shining brightly, the wind rustled through the rice grains, and standing at the edge of the fields, watching the heavy rice ears bowing low, Wang Chen felt a deep sense of peace and joy.
In truth, with his current fortune, the yield from ten acres of spirit fields is hardly remarkable.
But whether it was because he had fully embraced the role of a spiritual plant farmer or due to the lingering influence of the residual spirit within his body, Wang Chen felt a pure and intense joy in his heart.
It was a truly wonderful sensation.
As night fell, Wang Chen ventured out once more to continue clearing the graveyard dungeon.
However, to his astonishment, upon arriving near the graveyard, he discovered that the wandering souls that once lingered around the edges of the Evil Nests had all vanished.
Could it be that he had harvested too many the previous night?
Unwilling to give up, Wang Chen retraced his steps and searched the outskirts.
After wandering for nearly half an hour, he made a curious discovery.
A dozen wandering souls were playing hide-and-seek among the graves, while deeper within, clusters of flickering phosphorescent lights gathered, as if the lantern puppets were holding a meeting.
But Wang Chen estimated that the Evil Spirits were still too far away.
To lure them out, he would need to move closer to the Evil Nests.
Wang Chen stroked his chin thoughtfully.
He didn’t take a step forward.
At that moment, a nagging feeling crept over him—yesterday he had been the fisherman, but tonight he might become the fish!
What would happen if he took a few dozen steps further in?
His mindset shifted rapidly, and Wang Chen instantly began to retreat.
If the situation felt ominous, it was best not to linger!
But the moment he moved,
a thick mist suddenly rose from all directions,
enveloping him completely!
The graveyard vanished into the dense fog, though faint flickers of phosphorescent light could still be seen drifting in the distance.
At the same time, dark shadows loomed ahead, and a chilling, malevolent aura began to creep toward Wang Chen.
Damn it!
Though caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, Wang Chen remained calm. He instantly cast the Spirit Light Shield around himself.
In each hand, he gripped an Exorcism Talisman.
“Reveal your true form, you wretched fiend!”
With a swift motion, he hurled ten Exorcism Talismans, which erupted into ten bursts of pure Yang light, hurtling toward the dark shadows in the mist.
“Creak!”
The dazzling brilliance illuminated the area, dispelling the dark forces and forcing the massive shadows to stagger backward, letting out harsh, guttural cries!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the next instant, dozens of black vines, as thick as arms, burst through the mist, lashing toward Wang Chen with lightning speed.
And from the very ground beneath his feet, gnarled tree roots covered in dark red bumps erupted, swiftly wrapping around his ankles and rapidly climbing upward!
Pe551
Boss battle maybe
Thanks for the chapter