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Chapter 126 - 91: Capturing Spirit Monsters in Succession
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Chapter 126: Chapter 91: Capturing Spirit Monsters in Succession

This even made Xu Lei wonder if there truly was a Demon in this place.

However, the environmental expert the beautiful young woman had hired surveyed the area and reported no major sanitation issues.

It was basically just a typical rural village.

Of course, the beautiful young woman seemed to have quite a bit of influence.

On the third day, spurred on by her, the village chief led the residents in a massive cleanup effort.

Meanwhile, the old Daoist and the Little Daoist still hadn’t left.

After all, if they only performed the ritual for a single day before taking a large sum of money, their client would feel ripped off.

Therefore, being the charlatans they were, they knew exactly what to do. They continued to perform their rituals, merely setting up their altar in a new location.

Xu Lei and Mu Yao also continued to stay.

Finally, that night.

In the dead of night.

After the onlooking villagers had all gone home to sleep.

Before the exorcism altar.

"Wake up, wake up! It’s your master’s turn to sleep!"

The sagely-looking old Daoist said, "I’m dead tired.

You’re young, you can handle it. Stay up a little longer!

I’m going to get some sleep. You keep a good watch on our surroundings.

If any villagers come out to check on us, wake me up!"

"Yes, Master."

The Little Daoist rubbed his eyes. "Don’t worry, Master. Don’t worry."

Then, the old Daoist sat upright, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The Little Daoist glanced around, but there was nothing to see in the dark of night.

He stopped paying close attention and, sitting upright just like his master, slowly began to doze off.

WHOOSH!

Just then, a sudden gust of wind swept by.

A Centipede as thick as a human thigh burst from the soil.

Its countless legs moved in unison. With lightning speed, it silently scurried up behind the Little Daoist.

SHHHHP!

The Centipede opened its mouth and began to devour the Little Daoist’s Essence Qi.

The Little Daoist had been struggling to stay awake, but as his Essence Qi was drained, he instantly weakened and slumped over.

"Aah!"

But at that very moment, the old Daoist beside him happened to wake up.

He glanced over and saw the monstrous Centipede looming over his apprentice’s head. The sight nearly made him piss his pants.

But he’d barely let out half a cry...

ZZZHT!

An invisible force enveloped him, pulling him tight.

It cut his scream short.

The old Daoist struggled frantically, but he couldn’t break free.

His Peach Wood Sword and Talismans were all completely useless.

’A Demon! There really is a Demon!’

The old Daoist was filled with a tearless despair. ’Oh, mama!’

But try as he might to scream, no sound would come out.

The giant Centipede’s eyes turned icy cold.

Before, it had only planned on siphoning some Essence Qi. But now, this old Daoist had seen it!

That meant he had to die!

WHOOSH!

It immediately opened its maw, ready to devour the two Daoists for real.

’After this, it would just have to leave this place.’

"Aah!"

Just then, another scream rang out.

It was the beautiful young woman from the restaurant.

She was an atheist and believed the Daoists her husband had hired were nothing but charlatans.

So, she had dragged her husband out in the middle of the night to see if the two Daoists were slacking off.

She never expected to stumble upon a scene like this. However, the one who had screamed was not the beautiful young woman.

Though she was trembling with fear from head to toe, she hadn’t made a sound.

Unfortunately, her husband, who didn’t have the same mental fortitude, was the one who had let out a scream.

He only got half a scream out before the beautiful young woman clapped a hand over his mouth.

But it was too late. The giant Centipede whipped its head around to look at them!

The giant Centipede glanced at the limp form of the old Daoist, but it didn’t press its attack.

Instead, its eyes swiveled.

HUMMM!

Instantly, two streams of invisible Power wrapped around the beautiful young woman and her husband, yanking them into the air!

The couple struggled wildly, but they couldn’t break free. They couldn’t even scream!

Despair filled their faces.

The beautiful young woman could only glare at her husband, her eyes screaming, ’Look at the so-called Daoists you hired!

They’re completely useless!’

Her husband was also on the verge of despair. ’How was I supposed to know the Daoists were fakes, but that there was a real Demon in the village?’

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

But just then, a series of sharp, whistling cuts sliced through the air.

They turned to see a flurry of translucent, crystal-like petals spinning toward them, ready to shred their target.

They were aimed at the giant Centipede!

CLANG! CLANG!

The giant Centipede reeled in shock.

The strange Power binding the couple instantly vanished.

SCREEECH!

As the petals struck the Centipede’s body, they produced a series of grating, metallic screeches.

Terrified, the couple was just about to scream.

At the same time, the old Daoist, whose energy drain had been abruptly cut off, was slowly coming to.

After some frantic shaking and pulling from the old Daoist, the Little Daoist also began to stir.

When the two of them saw the giant Centipede being assailed by seven flower petals, their faces filled with astonishment, and they too felt a scream rising in their throats.

"Amitabha Buddha."

But just then, a voice reached the ears of all four of them. "Good patrons, with this humble monk present, this Demon will not be able to cause any trouble.

There is no need to shout. It will only alarm the other villagers and cause a panic!"

The four of them started in unison.

They turned their heads to look.

There, they saw a faint golden light suddenly shine down from a rooftop to their left, enveloping the giant Centipede.

And on that rooftop stood a striking figure: a young, bald Monk holding a black alms bowl.

VMMMM!

As the light bathed it, the giant Centipede’s body began to twist and contort. It struggled desperately, but it could not break free, nor could it even let out a roar.

"Master, who is that?"

the Little Daoist asked, shocked and dumbfounded.

"Th-th-this...!"

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