Chapter 1664: Chapter 965: Strike, Part 2
Master One Eye is quite special; he doesn’t have a proper weapon; the string of Buddha Beads in his hand is his weapon. They seem lightweight, but when his abilities activate, they weigh tons, and with just a random strike, he can break a tree that requires an adult’s embrace.
However, Yang Xiao knows that the Great Monk’s stronger ability is his vision, with his greatest secret hidden under the mask.
The wooden gong of the night watchman is also very mysterious; with each sound, the surrounding sky changes, yet the night watchman remains unaffected.
Yang Xiao once personally felt it, and with a few sounds from the gong, the area around Yang Xiao became so dark that he couldn’t see his fingers, while the night watchman could move freely.
But all this came to a halt when Yang Xiao lit the Ghost Lantern; under its eerie green light, the ghostly figure of the night watchman was exposed.
This move made everyone present hold their breath and refreshed their understanding of Ming Emperor Ye Xiao.
Space-type Magical Artifact, Spiritual Magical Artifact, and now with this dispelling magic tool, the numerous treasures Yang Xiao possesses are beyond anyone’s comprehension.
The Trickster’s abilities are also quite remarkable, just a bit cruel and not convenient to demonstrate.
He has a special cloth, one side black and the other red. At first glance, it looks just a bit larger than a handkerchief, but thrown out and unfolding in the wind, it’s large enough to cover a person and has a tracking ability. Once activated, it locks onto the opponent’s aura and rarely fails.
If the black side covers a person, it can achieve a short-distance teleportation effect, for oneself and others. If the red side covers a person, it becomes terrifying; when the cloth is lifted again, only a bloody skinless corpse remains.
More frightening is that if controlled well, the person might not be dead yet.
Imagine a person without skin wailing and rolling in pain on the ground, a scene enough to cause nightmares for days.
Butterfly Lady has the ability of temporary flight and can captivate hearts, leading people to their doom; Sick Ghost can spread disease, causing people to cough up blood to death.
Hammer Girl’s ability is also very interesting; the end of her large hammer has a small hammer attached. The large hammer is for hitting others, the small hammer for hitting herself.
The more she fiercely hits herself with the small hammer, the stronger the large hammer hits others, similar to the Mirror Ghost’s Ghost Chef’s Knife but somewhat different.
Yang Xiao once asked Hammer Girl about her limit, and she honestly replied that it was when she encountered Wu Qingcang; she hit herself with the small hammer until her head was broken and bleeding, then swung the large hammer for the strongest strike of her life.
"And then?" Yang Xiao curiously asked.
Hammer Girl, with a bewildered look, touched her small head, which still had traces of bandages, "And then there was nothing else, when I woke up I was already lying here, oh, I was the first to arrive."
"You were the first? That’s really something." Yang Xiao mocked viciously.
Yang Xiao is quite experienced in battles; he understood well that these people weren’t randomly gathered; each had a distinctive trait and a promising growth space.
To gather such a group, it’s clear that Wu Qingcang and the Provincial Office spent a lot of effort, making Yang Xiao increasingly aware of the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.
Frankly, Yang Xiao enjoys playing with Evil Cultivators, it’s thrilling, much better than dealing with tedious office work and workplace culture every day.
Those self-proclaimed righteous folks are boring, their words not as appealing as those of Evil Cultivators, and the tricks of these individuals are just amusing to Yang Xiao, not that impressive since when it comes to Magic Artifact abilities, Yang Xiao is truly the multidimensional warrior.
With the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes, the number of Magic Artifacts he can control is considerable, making him a one-man army. In the future, recovering the Corpse Mirror stolen by the young Sect Master and getting back the lantern handle from the Master of Bone Pavilion, the full power of his capabilities is beyond imagination.
Once everything is ready, with the help of Dean Sheng, Yang Xiao can fully harness the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes, seal the good sister in the Blood Coffin, and use her spiritual power as a blood source.
In Yang Xiao’s understanding, even if the good sister isn’t one of the current top seven powerhouses, she’s not too far behind. After all, as a holder of the Innate Nine Treasures, she has some standing.
When Yang Xiao returns a few days later, the Butcher tied to a wooden stake is already dead, his death extremely horrific, muscles dissolved, skin and flesh collapsed inward, a pitiful sight.
Yang Xiao desired this effect; with these Evil Cultivators, it’s best to be direct. At this point, the Magic Artifacts on the Butcher’s corpse have been stripped away; he is bare.
This is naturally Chen Nang’s doing; he packed the three Magic Artifacts separately in boxes and handed them over to Yang Xiao to exchange for merit points.
"Very good, I will have someone appraise them and accumulate merit points for you based on their value." Yang Xiao knows the first step of setting the rules has succeeded.
Faced with Yang Xiao, this group of Evil Cultivators became increasingly submissive; after all, the scene before the Butcher’s tragic death was vivid, unable to utter a sound despite his pain, convulsing, watching his muscles dissolve, this helplessness is chilling.
And all this is thanks to the man in front, Ming Emperor Ye Xiao.
"In three days, I’ll take some of you on a mission; I’m democratic, does anyone volunteer?" Yang Xiao indicated volunteers to raise their hands.
Everyone looked at each other, some simply bowing their heads to look at their shoe tips, in short, no one voluntarily stepped forward.
Yang Xiao had long anticipated this outcome, so he had a plan. In the next moment, he took a walkie-talkie from his waist, opened it, and called near his mouth: "Hello, hello, hello, Captain Wu, please come down, some of these guys have something to say to you."
Seeing Yang Xiao calling Wu Qingcang, the attitude of these people changed instantly, nine hands raised quickly, everyone actively volunteered to fight.
As for why nine hands, it’s because someone raised both hands in a hurry.
"Master Yimu, you’re too enthusiastic; this mission includes you." Yang Xiao has always valued this Great Monk. This man can bend and endure, a real character.
Hearing this, Master One Eye awkwardly lowered both hands, seeming a bit embarrassed, thus clasped his hands together, and softly chanted a Buddha’s name, "Amitabha Buddha, such a small matter doesn’t require troubling Mr. Witch, Ming Emperor Captain, this humble monk is willing to serve."
"Understood, let me change the way: who among you doesn’t want to go, kindly raise a hand for me?" Yang Xiao asked with a smile.
Now below was silent as a grave, everyone quickly put their hands down, only one hand remained isolated in the air.
"You don’t want to go?" Yang Xiao asked with some surprise, staring at Hammer Girl; she was looking at him with a dazed yet resolute gaze.
"Silly child, put your hand down!" Butterfly Lady quickly pressed down Hammer Girl’s hand, turned and explained to Yang Xiao, "Uh...this child reacts slowly, don’t take it seriously, she didn’t mean that."
"Alright, since everyone agrees, let me start calling names, those named step forward." Yang Xiao scanned the crowd, "Master One Eye, Prisoner, Trickster, Butterfly Lady, just you four."
This time, the mission is to attack a base of Withered Bone Pavilion, the number of Ghost-level Apostles won’t be too many, at most 2 or 3, not needing full mobilization.
More importantly, Yang Xiao really didn’t trust these guys; in case of desertion, too many people would be hard to control.
"Ming Emperor Captain, this old man also wishes to contribute to the organization, receive forgiveness soon, may I..." Ku Daoist volunteered.
"Alright, Ku Daoist joins. Master Yimu, you’ll stay behind to watch the house." Yang Xiao must separate these two old folks; if they join forces, he would be in deep trouble.
None of these guys is trustworthy.
