The next morning, as dawn broke, Ling Feng and Uncle Ying, whose nerves had been on edge, collapsed onto the stone chairs.
After dealing with the zombie Old Master Ren, a minor ghost invasion would occur every hour.
Fortunately, the cinnabar they had sprinkled was sufficient, otherwise, they would have faced an attack by a horde of ghosts.
Compared to a single powerful ghost, a horde was more troublesome due to their overwhelming numbers.
The two of them had remained constantly vigilant, fearing the reappearance of the Red and White Fiends and zombies.
"Uncle Ying, let's find a hotel to rest for a while, and buy things at noon."
"Yes, that's what I was thinking."
They then casually found a hotel, booked a double room, and fell asleep as soon as they lay on the bed.
It wasn't until noon that the two of them had recovered their sleep. They went out for lunch, then headed to the commercial street to buy supplies in preparation for the evening's battle.
One day...
Two days...
Seven days passed like this.
For these seven days, they spent their nights killing ghosts in the park and their days sleeping and shopping.
After enduring for seven days, the final night finally arrived.
Ling Feng expertly sprinkled cinnabar around the perimeter, establishing their first line of defense.
Upon returning to the stone chairs, Uncle Ying was engrossed in drawing talismans.
Ling Feng glanced over and immediately recognized that Uncle Ying was drawing protective talismans.
Beside Uncle Ying, on the stone chair, were also placed advanced talismans such as Ghost Extermination Talismans and Spirit Suppression Talismans.
A few days prior, Uncle Ying wouldn't have been able to draw these talismans. However, as time passed, he had now reached the early stage of the Spirit Refinement and Void Return realm.
At this level, Uncle Ying could draw all the talismans that Ling Feng had taught him.
Furthermore, at this realm, if Uncle Ying were to face the Red and White Fiends again, it would be a massacre.
However, the Red and White Fiends were the weakest of the spiritual entities they had encountered over these nine days.
Every day, the strongest spiritual entity they faced grew stronger.
For example, on the seventh day, they encountered the Red-Clad Vengeful Ghost, the Mirror Ghost, which gave them a considerable headache.
On the eighth day, it was the vampire zombie from the Zombie Master movie. Uncle Ying was stunned when he saw it.
Fortunately, Ling Feng's Fen Ji had a restraining effect on spiritual entities. Ling Feng used himself as bait to attract attention.
Then, he lured the creature into the talisman formation set up by Uncle Ying. Combined with Fen Ji, which carried the 'Soul Slayer' property, they directly slew it.
The ninth day, which was last night, they dealt with a Royal Zombie.
That's right, the Royal Zombie that Master Qianhe only fought in peak matches, but was no match for the formidable opponent.
It took them considerable effort to hold it back and kill it. Ling Feng had used his protective jade twice.
"Phew... it's the last night. We just need to survive tonight."
Ling Feng looked at the bright moon. These seven days had exhausted him to death; he had been dancing on the edge of a blade every day.
Of the talismans he possessed, only one trump card remained—the Five Thunder Ghost Extermination Talisman. His protective jade would shatter after one more attack.
Of the elixirs, only one Revival Pill and three healing pills remained.
As for the antidote pills, they had all been used up during the days they fought zombies.
Night fell, with a dark and windy sky!
In the park, under the dim lights, Ling Feng and Uncle Ying sat on the stone chairs, their spirits high and their senses alert to their surroundings.
Both were wearing Taoist robes, with yellow talismans plastered inside their robes, serving as a form of armor.
"Uh~"
Precisely at eleven o'clock, a large wave of minor ghosts attacked.
Ling Feng and Uncle Ying merely glanced at them, continuing to scan their surroundings vigilantly.
Minor ghosts were essentially suicidal. Cinnabar alone could kill them.
However, a few vengeful spirits managed to breach the cinnabar array. Uncle Ying took charge of the defense, while Ling Feng grabbed yellow talismans and rushed forward to eliminate them.
Ling Feng had lost count of how many ghosts he had killed these past few days.
The insignificant ones were not even worth mentioning. Those minor ghosts hadn't even reached the lowest level of the system's ranking, so they weren't counted as kills.
Only killing vengeful spirits was counted and recorded.
However, even by killing minor ghosts, Ling Feng had gained considerably.
Each minor ghost yielded one point of wish power. He had killed at least a hundred, if not a thousand.
At three in the morning, Ling Feng and Uncle Ying immediately became vigilant.
According to the pattern of previous days, a formidable monster would appear at three in the morning.
"I wonder what kind of guy we'll encounter tonight."
Ling Feng mused silently.
Over these nine days, they had encountered nine familiar monsters. It was highly likely that this last one would also be someone they knew.
"They're here!"
Uncle Ying suddenly exclaimed in a low voice.
Ling Feng's attention immediately shifted to where Uncle Ying was looking. Around a corner, a figure appeared.
Ling Feng and Uncle Ying were ready for battle.
However, they were immediately bewildered. Under the streetlights, a person in a black and white Taoist robe stood, looking around.
The reason for their bewilderment was that they both recognized the person.
It was Shi Jian, the senior disciple of Mount Mao from the movie "Vampire Supreme"!
"How can it be him!"
Uncle Ying exclaimed. He had already guessed that the creatures they encountered over these ten days were familiar spiritual entities, and he knew this last one would also be someone they recognized.
"This is going to be difficult."
Their expressions turned grave.
Anyone who had seen "Vampire Supreme" knew that Shi Jian's thunder magic was terrifyingly powerful.
Although Uncle Ying could now cultivate thunder magic, he hadn't started yet, so how could he possibly compare to Shi Jian, who had practiced it for countless years?
"Ling, how about we retreat tonight? This guy is too difficult to deal with."
As they spoke, Shi Jian under the streetlight also noticed them.
Upon seeing Uncle Ying's familiar face, he flew into a rage!
"Lin Fengjiao! You will die!"
*Zzzzt!*
The sky and earth immediately changed color, and thunder rumbled.
A bolt of blue lightning struck towards Ling Feng and Uncle Ying.
"Holy hell."
Ling Feng and Uncle Ying immediately dodged.
*Bang!*
Ling Feng and Uncle Ying were unharmed, but the stone chair they were sitting on exploded from the lightning strike.
Seeing the power of the strike, the two of them swallowed hard.
Damn it, hasn't this guy exceeded the limits!
Ling Feng and Uncle Ying exchanged a glance and quickly scrambled to escape.
How could they possibly fight this?
"Trying to run! Wooden Stake Technique!!!"
Shi Jian waved his hands, and several large trees around them were uprooted and hurled towards Ling Feng and Uncle Ying.
"Be careful!"
The two of them constantly dodged the trees that flew at them.
"Hahaha!!! Lin Fengjiao, hasten your death!"
Blocked by the trees, Shi Jian pursued them relentlessly. Without a word, he gathered lightning in both hands and struck at Uncle Ying.
Having cultivated the heart technique, Uncle Ying's physique was now extraordinary. He leaped onto a flying tree trunk.
*Boom!*
The tree was charred black by the furious lightning.
After dodging, Ling Feng and Uncle Ying continued to flee. Engaging Shi Jian in an open area was simply courting death.
"Ahhh!!!"
How could Shi Jian let them escape? He raised his hands to the sky.
Suddenly, lightning began to rain down from the sky.
Ling Feng and Uncle Ying continuously used their evasive techniques to dodge. Because Shi Jian's hatred was focused on Uncle Ying, Ling Feng was relatively safer.
Otherwise, with Ling Feng's current physique and slow reaction speed, how could he possibly evade the lightning?
"Uncle Ying, do you know where any unfinished buildings are?"
"Follow me."
Uncle Ying understood Ling Feng's intention to use an unfinished building as a battleground. Looking at Shi Jian's relentless pursuit, it was clear he wouldn't stop until they were dead.
An unfinished building was indeed the best location for combat, with its complex terrain and lack of people.
*Boom!*
The two ran, and Shi Jian pursued them.
The lightning emanating from Shi Jian's body caused many streetlights to explode.
Finally, just as Ling Feng was about to collapse from exhaustion, they arrived at an unfinished building.
Without further hesitation, they entered.
Once inside, they turned on their flashlights, dimmed the lights to the lowest setting, and found a place to rest.
To avoid detection, they pointed their flashlight beams downwards. This way, if they needed to run, they could just grab them without fumbling for the switch in the dark.
After they had been in the unfinished building for a while, Shi Jian also arrived.
Shi Jian glanced at the wild ghosts that had inexplicably gathered around the building. He unleashed a bolt of lightning, annihilating them.
"Lin Fengjiao, today, you will die!"
Shi Jian entered the unfinished building and began a systematic search for Ling Feng and Uncle Ying.
On the second floor of the unfinished building, Ling Feng whispered.
"Uncle Ying, can you draw the Five Thunder Talisman now? If we continue to be on the defensive like this, we'll be discovered sooner or later."
"I can, but it's so dark. If I draw talismans, I won't be able to see. If we turn on the lights, we'll be discovered."
"Then, Uncle Ying, you draw more. I'll go distract him."
"No."
Uncle Ying immediately grabbed Ling Feng, forbidding him from going.
"You know how powerful Shi Jian is. If you go, it'll be no different from suicide."
"So, Uncle Ying, my life is in your hands."
Ling Feng grinned, pulled Uncle Ying's hand away, picked up a stone, and threw it towards a place with light.
Then, he turned and ran towards the third and fourth floors.
"Still trying to run! Die!"
With an angry shout, a bolt of lightning shot from the staircase. Ling Feng instinctively crouched to dodge.
*Boom!*
The lightning struck the stone wall, leaving it scorched black.
Ling Feng remained silent, turned on his flashlight, and ran upstairs with all his might.
"Little mouse! Where do you think you're going!"
Thunderous Strike!
*Boom!*
The lightning struck beside Ling Feng, but the residual current electrified his skin, causing it to split and bleed.
Ling Feng calmly swallowed a healing pill.
Although his physique was that of an ordinary person, his resilience had been greatly strengthened by the training from the True Monarch Liu Yun Jie Feng.
Mere lightning, what was there to fear!
It's not like I haven't been struck by lightning before.
If I had true qi, I would have you handled.
"Again!"
Ling Feng's evasion skills were so strong that Shi Jian abandoned single-target attacks and resorted to area-of-effect attacks.
*Zzzzt zzzzt*
Lightning intertwined, forming a spiderweb-like pattern. Ling Feng took off his Taoist robe and flung it behind him.
In an instant, the robe crackled and turned to ash from the electrical current.
At the last moment, Ling Feng lunged forward and rolled into a room.
Inside the room, Ling Feng held his electrocuted, numb leg and took another healing pill.
However, due to the severity of the damage this time, the healing pill did not quickly restore his injuries.
And Shi Jian's footsteps were already at the doorway.
*Cheng!*
Ling Feng drew Fen Ji with his right hand and clutched the Five Thunder Ghost Extermination Talisman in his left.
Since he couldn't evade, he would fight.
Because it wasn't a ghostly attack, the protective jade had no effect.
Ling Feng leaned against the wall and slowly stood up.
Shi Jian entered the room, saw Ling Feng, and said coldly.
"Where is Lin Fengjiao! Tell me his hiding place, and I'll spare your life!"
Ling Feng let out a chuckle.
Then, his expression became serious and determined.
"Bah!"
"I! Ling Feng! Will not betray my teammate!"