"Not good!"

It was clear that the evil being providing support had vicious methods. Yet, the Wang family members were startled to see the paper money fluttering along the street like invitations from the grim reaper.

These days, the city of Shangjing was full of undying beings refined by the Wang family. But these undying beings were most afraid of having their lives bought. Shangjing already had the foundation of the White Jade City, but it wasn't quite there yet.

The entire city relied on the purple qi for support, but because of this, its fate was unstable. Even without someone buying lives, it would still decline, let alone with someone actively drawing it away?

These paper money flying into the crowd was as terrifying as sparks flying into a cotton pile. It was difficult for the Wang family to refine a city full of undying beings, but it would be much easier for someone to destroy it using this method.

No wonder the opponent didn't care about the surrounding crowd for a moment. Were they forcing their hand?

"Huh?"

Meanwhile, Miss White Wine, though slightly relieved when she saw Digua Shao, was immediately startled. Why was this guy acting so crazy?

The most urgent thing should be to escape the pursuit of the Wang family's forces with her!

She rushed towards Digua Shao, wanting to remind her.

But Digua Shao completely ignored her, kicking the cat away, seemingly trying to kick her towards the pursuers. At the same time, she ran towards the crowded area, not forgetting to shout back:

"Little kitty, I'm sorry! Your big sis is going to get rich! I'll let you follow me again after you die..."

"..."

Seeing her running faster and faster, even intending to use her to block the Wang family's pursuers, Miss White Wine suddenly realized.

This guy didn't recognize her at all!

She wasn't here to pick her up!

She was simply wandering around the city and casually saved a cat being chased.

And after discovering something fun, she immediately abandoned the cat and stopped saving her...

The furious Miss White Wine didn't even realize that her voice sounded a bit shrill. She arched her back and jumped onto Digua Shao's head, lowering her voice and saying fiercely, "It's me! Stop messing around!"

"Oh?"

Digua Shao was about to throw the cat away when she was startled by the voice.

She shuddered: "The cat's talking?"

"No, that's not right..."

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and immediately recognized the voice: "Sister Bai, you can turn into a cat?"

"Is that the point?"

The white cat, or rather, Miss White Wine, rebuked her mercilessly.

At the same time, her curved tail swayed gently, and countless white hairs drifted down, hidden in the surrounding night, like white fluff, like steel needles.

In an instant, countless Siming errand runners who rushed forward with their faces covered screamed, their bodies trembled, and they fell to the ground, their fate unknown. The rest were also shocked and retreated, shaking their bells.

After all, Miss White Wine had crossed the bridge, and was highly talented, and had secretly participated in several major events. Her skills and knowledge were enough to fight against the Siming sect's top executioners.

These errand runners and small hall officials, whose skills were at most at the Dengjie (Ascending Steps) or the first or second gates of the Rufu (Entering the Mansion) realm, could only be beaten when they encountered her.

After temporarily repelling the Wang family's offensive, Miss White Wine asked urgently, "How much paper money did you refine?"

Digua Shao was greedily eyeing the people all over Shangjing City, and immediately said upon hearing this, "We don't count it by sheets, but by *dao* (a string of 100 paper money). I've prepared less than ten thousand *dao* of paper money, right?"

Miss White Wine was stunned: "How is there so much?"

"I have a lot of brothers under me..."

Digua Shao hurriedly said, "Refining life-buying paper money requires the Yin qi of little ghosts, and that's what I have the most of..."

"Now I have connections everywhere, with more than a dozen Ghost Kings and two to three hundred Ghost Generals under me. There are even more little ghosts who call me 'Grandma,' and many others who have heard of my reputation and come from afar to join me."

"I asked them to raise a banner and fight against the Wuchang Li family, but they didn't dare. But when I asked them to help refine paper money, they were all very diligent..."

"Of course, Senior Bai Gan asked me to refine enough paper money to fill a city before, and I didn't know what it was for. But now, I finally understand..."

"..."

"Was this also arranged by Lao Bai Gan in advance?"

Miss White Wine couldn't help but gasp when she heard this. Lao Bai Gan had told her before that he had set up a plan, but he wasn't very confident and there were some risks. But she didn't expect that he had calculated everything so well?

How could that confused teenager from the mountain village have become so wise in just a few short years?

There was no time to investigate whether it was true or not. She reacted and said anxiously, "Then listen to me now..."

"Release as much as you have. I'll help you and let you buy as much as you want at once!"

"..."

Digua Shao's eyes lit up as she listened.

Had she finally received good fortune after doing good deeds for so many years?

Senior Lao Bai Gan had led her to such a treasure-filled place like Shangjing, which was already equivalent to giving her a great opportunity.

But she was, after all, from the Xinghun sect, and didn't know much about the Siming sect's techniques. She would still be a little restrained in a real fight. But if she had such an expert from the Siming sect to guide her, her hundred million paper money...

...Was she going to get rich?

As she nodded in surprise, driving the things she had hidden away these past few days,

That night, the sky above Shangjing City was filled with pale paper figures, like clouds, and fluttering paper money, like snow, covered the entire city.

...

...

"Not good, there's a commotion in the city."

While the countless paper figures caused chaos in the city, the people on the city walls also noticed something was wrong.

In particular, the person in charge of the Wuchang Li family frowned and looked towards the city.

He not only noticed some disharmonious Yin qi, but also felt that it seemed a little familiar.

"Hehe, no need to worry."

But although they noticed something unusual, the chief officers on the city wall all smiled faintly and said, "The affairs in the city are the Wang family's. They are afraid that we will steal their credit, so they only let us help outside the city. No matter what happens in the city, the Wang family is watching."

"Haven't you seen it yet?"

At this time, an old man dressed in ragged clothes gave a cold laugh and said, "There's nothing to steal anymore."

"We all came here to see how the National Preceptor uses this Dharma Assembly to suppress all the reincarnated people and fulfill his promise to us. But now I see that this Dharma Assembly is probably in trouble."

"Now we can only see if the National Preceptor has the ability to recover the Twelve Ghost Altars."

"Indeed."

The person in charge of the Wuchang Li family frowned slightly and said, "It was agreed that only the Ten Clans would come to help and boost our reputation, and see the wonders of the White Jade City. But now it seems that we are fighting these evil beings here, while he is doing something else in the city."

"It's true that we can win if we fight these evil beings, but I'm afraid everyone will lose a piece of flesh."

"..."

"Dragging it on is not a good thing. We've all delayed our work in Shangjing City. What about the affairs in other places?"

The person in charge of the Daocai sect sighed helplessly, his eyes falling on the chaotic battlefield outside. He sighed softly, "More and more evil beings are coming, and something unexpected may happen."

"You wanted to see the methods of these evil beings, and now you've seen them clearly. Then let's stop talking nonsense and let the people of the world see the true methods of our Ten Clans..."

Hearing him speak, the people next to him turned to look and smiled, "We want to see the skills of the Zaofu Sun family."

The old man smiled coldly, not even looking at the tightly tied rope of the bag, and threw it out casually.

A gust of breeze blew, and the bag looked empty, flying straight into the clouds. Then, it slowly turned over, and suddenly there were rolling flames inside the bag, like a waterfall falling from the ninth heaven.

"What the hell is that?"

For a time, everyone was terrified and looked up, seeing the dazzling sea of fire above their heads. Before it even landed, they already felt their bodies dry and their hair curled.

"Five years ago, there was a volcanic eruption in Shazhou. The smoke and dust covered thousands of miles and covered a very wide area."

The person in charge of the Zaofu Sun family threw out the bag and said coldly, "There were several villages and a town at the foot of the mountain, all under the disaster. If they died, I'm afraid there would be no less than twenty thousand people."

"My Sun family sent people to collect this disaster, and now it's released here. If it doesn't hurt enough twenty thousand people, this fire won't go out. Let's see how these evil beings block it!"

Hearing this, everyone was terrified and looked closely.

The Ten Clans each had their own strengths, and the Zaofu Sun family's skills were so amazing that even people from other sects were shocked.

Seeing the fire cloud falling, the people below were shocked. The tens of thousands of Baoliang Army were about to be swallowed up in an instant. Even Erguotou, who had set up an altar, could hardly resist this disaster of heaven and earth alone.

Fortunately, at this time, a person suddenly rushed out of the crowd, holding up a large umbrella and quickly turning the umbrella surface. The rolling fire cloud fell down and was flung away by the umbrella in his hand.

When everyone saw it, it was Huizhou Huadiao wine. He was a rare Dian Shen Fu Ling (Hall God Possession).

By borrowing the power of the Hall God, he could barely resist the disaster.

However, resisting disasters was also limited. Now that he had blocked this fire cloud, he was clearly under great pressure. He shouted loudly from the air, "Quick, run the hell away! If you count to ten, I won't be able to hold on anymore! I'm going to slip away first..."

Below, everyone was terrified and really wanted to retreat, but in such a chaotic situation, how could they retreat in ten counts?

But also in this chaos, far away, they saw a bullock cart slowly coming to the front of the battle.

The white-robed, disheveled man walking in front of the bullock cart saw the fire cloud at a glance, and his brows furrowed slightly: "The means of the Ten Clans?"

"Interesting!"

(End of Chapter)