Chapter 905: Chapter 651: Yang Xiao is Here, Who Dares to Act Recklessly?!
After several exchanges, Yang Xiao had roughly gauged the capability of Elder Pu. He possessed two Magic Artifacts, one of which locked down the space here, and the other was the wooden cane in his hand. At the lower end of the cane was connected a withered little foot, which was the very left foot missing from the ghost child, dried into a purple-brown color.
In addition to being able to summon the ghost child, the cane also had the power of instantaneous movement. Yang Xiao used the Ghost Lantern to discover bloody footprints along the path the ghost child had trodden, and these footprints served as teleportation points.
Wherever the ghost child had walked and left behind bloody footprints, Elder Pu could use the cane to teleport there, and the withered little foot at the bottom of the cane would fit perfectly into the ghostly footprint, a seamless match.
Strangely enough, the foot at the end of the cane was a left foot, while the bloody footprints left by the ghost child were of a right foot.
Furthermore, each teleportation point could only be used once, as the corresponding bloody footprint would disappear after the teleportation.
Frankly speaking, this Magic Artifact was impressive. Without the Soul-Capturing Mirror at hand, Yang Xiao would seriously consider taking this cane for himself.
Not wanting to drag on the confrontation with Elder Pu any further, Yang Xiao intentionally presented a flaw, and sure enough, the next second, Elder Pu appeared behind him, slamming the cane down with a speed that brought a gust of wind.
Yang Xiao raised the Ghost Lantern to guard, and as the cane struck down, the flames inside the lantern flickered violently, nearly going out, and Yang Xiao was knocked back a dozen steps. In a direct clash of spiritual power alone, he truly was no match for the elder from Yiling Academy.
However, the gap between them wasn’t as great as imagined. Yang Xiao’s retreat was more strategic, and after this strike, he fully gauged Elder Pu’s strength. Though formidable, he was still not on the level of a genuine Ghost-level Apostle like Pingxi Marquis, Brother Sui. The two had yet to exert their full strength, and if it truly came to a fight to the death, it was still uncertain who would fall.
"Yang Xiao, won’t you surrender now?!" Elder Pu, failing to take down Yang Xiao after multiple attempts, was also fired up, knowing that continuing the stalemate would be extremely unfavorable to him; he had to finish the fight swiftly, dead or alive!
But before he could act, he noticed a forceful wind from behind. The next second, his left shoulder, back, and knees were struck simultaneously, and he was sent flying before crashing heavily to the ground in a rather miserable state.
Regaining his senses, Elder Pu realized with astonishment that a man had appeared a dozen meters behind him—a young man with cold eyebrows and a robust face, sporting short gray hair and dressed in the black uniform of the Patrol Defense Office, with a headless long spear resting at his side, leaning his body at an angle, approaching unhurriedly with a suppressing presence like a mountain.
"Qu Muzhi?!" Elder Pu recognized the man. Before coming to Rongcheng, he had done his homework; this man was famed as Rongcheng’s foremost captain, stronger than Yang Xiao but not weaker.
With Qu Muzhi’s arrival, the situation instantly reversed. Elder Pu, already struggling against Yang Xiao alone, now faced an even more formidable adversary.
"You...how did you find this place?" The space here was already locked down by him, leaving Elder Pu’s mind in a muddle.
But soon, Elder Pu figured it out—this was all the cunning plan of that runt Yang Xiao. He had come here today to bait him, anticipating that Elder Pu would ambush him here, so he had informed Qu Muzhi in advance to lie in wait.
When Qu Muzhi took action, a weight lifted from Yang Xiao’s mind, and with a grin, he asked, "Captain Qu, have you recorded it all?"
"Rest assured, everything’s recorded—video and audio, both crystal clear, enough to convict him." In front of Qu Muzhi was a law enforcement recorder from the Patrol Defense Office, which he had specifically swapped for the latest model to cooperate with Yang Xiao, capturing all the preceding events.
Had Yang Xiao not been worried about being recorded with those Evil Cultivation Artifacts, he would have greeted him with the Ghost Duster long ago. Now, with Qu Muzhi’s assistance, the two of them could easily handle Elder Pu.
Aware that the situation was now beyond rectification, and with his strength not being a match for the two elite captains of the Rongcheng Patrol Division, Elder Pu changed his attitude and, with a smile, bowed to Yang Xiao, "Captain Yang, I was out of my mind earlier. Please show leniency for my foolish actions, considering the cooperation between Yiling Academy and the Patrol Defense Office. What do you say to letting me off?"
"Do you need to take the footage recorded by the law enforcement recorder along with you, Elder Pu?" Yang Xiao asked with feigned surprise.
"This... Of course, I’ve said many foolish things. I hope Captains Yang and Qu can spare me this embarrassment. I am deeply grateful." Elder Pu, true to his old world of martial arts experience, knew when to bow his head without shame.
Yang Xiao just smiled and turned to ask Qu Muzhi, who had cut off the old man’s retreat, in a loud voice, "Captain Qu, have you turned off the recorder?"
"The moment I took action, I had already turned it off." Qu Muzhi was as reliable as ever.
"That’s good." Yang Xiao returned his gaze to Elder Pu, his demeanor changing instantly, "You old coffin stuffer, where’s all that arrogant bluster now? Now you think of groveling? Too late! Just because you have an Evil Cultivation Artifact, you think you’re something? Hah, grandpa here will show you something fierce today!"
Saying this, Yang Xiao drew the Ghost Duster right in front of Elder Pu’s eyes, and upon seeing it, Elder Pu’s gaze was riveted, and moments later, his nearly frozen expression exploded, "Little Holy Spirit White-Robed Mother?!"
