Seeing the greed in the Taoist priest's eyes, Ming Li frowned, feeling a chill. The hand gripping the hammer handle involuntarily tightened.
Seemingly noticing Ming Li's disgust, the Taoist priest narrowed his eyes warily and produced a whisk. "I advise you to come with me obediently, or you'll have no good to eat."
At this, the corners of Ming Li's mouth suddenly curved into a beautiful arc. The heavy hammer spun elegantly in her hand, and the next second, her cold voice rang out, "Heh~ Who gave you the confidence to take me?"
The Taoist priest seemed enraged by Ming Li's words and swung his whisk towards her. "Then don't blame this Daoist for showing no mercy."
Then he saw his whisk burn up in a blaze of fire!
A fire! Burned up??
The Taoist priest's face was full of shock as he looked at Ming Li in disbelief. "What exactly are you! Why can you use demonic arts!"
Ming Li's face remained expressionless, only looking at the Taoist priest with playful eyes. "I forgot to tell you, I was a Celestial Master in my previous life."
The Taoist priest: "..." Damn it, he had seen Celestial Masters before, but no one told him that Celestial Masters could breathe fire!
Seeing the Taoist priest's ghost-struck expression, Ming Li, for the sake of the show, took out a yellow robe worn by Celestial Masters from her space and draped it over herself, her imposing aura instantly unleashed.
The system, seeing Ming Li wear a Daoist robe with the bearing of an emperor, twitched uncontrollably.
"So what if you're a Celestial Master? You're dead now." Apparently convinced by his own logic, the Taoist priest's eyes sharpened, and he pulled out a peach wood sword and swung it towards Ming Li. However, before the sword could even touch her, it turned to dust in his hand.
The Taoist priest: "..."
Seeing this, Ming Li's lips curved, "It's my turn now."
Hearing this, the Taoist priest had a bad premonition. "What are you going to do!"
Ming Li said nothing and smashed him with a hammer.
In the blink of an eye, the Taoist priest was sent flying, crashing violently into a wall, spewing blood.
Seeing this, the system expertly produced a small candle and lit it.
Seeing the small candle suddenly appear in front of him, the Taoist priest: "..." Damn it, there's something evil here! Where are my cinnabar, yellow talismans, dog blood, and glutinous rice?!
Over there, Hong Xin, who was covering the little girl's eyes, swallowed hard. He clearly remembered that this girl wasn't this violent when she was alive. Had she been stimulated by something?
Seeing Ming Li's gaze turn towards him, Hong Xin quickly averted his eyes.
At this moment, Ming Li's voice sounded, "Let's go back."
"What about him?" Hong Xin glanced at the middle-aged man stuck in the wall and asked Ming Li.
"Just burn him." For people whose hands were stained with blood and souls were impure, there was no need for them to continue living and wasting air, lest they harm more people.
With that, Ming Li floated away without looking back. Hong Xin quickly pulled the little girl along. After floating for a while, Hong Xin couldn't help but look back. That single glance sent shivers down his spine, scaring him into quickly pulling the little girl's hand and leaving.
On the way, Shen Xiu'er felt the warmth in her hand and looked at Hong Xin curiously. "Big brother, why is your hand so cold? Like ice."
Hong Xin: "..." How was he supposed to explain this? That he wasn't human? That he was a wandering spirit who had been dead for hundreds of years?