The nearby ghosts were closing in. Xiao Ying took a deep breath, gripped the gun shaft with one hand, and pressed the tip of the spear to the ground, saying, "Ye Yang, follow me. If you see something wrong, help me save people."

We had heard Xiao Ying say that she had never mastered the "Ru Mu San Fen" (penetrate three-tenths of an inch) technique of the Xiao family's spearplay.

"Ru Mu San Fen" (penetrate three-tenths of an inch) was specially designed to subdue those mixed with human and ghost energies, but the force had to be controlled when using it. When the spear struck the opponent, the tip had to penetrate three-tenths of an inch into the body – no more, no less – and it had to avoid the main blood vessels and vital points of the human body to avoid killing them with one blow.

If the opponent was human, they would only be injured but not killed. If the opponent was a ghost, three-tenths of an inch would be enough to extinguish their soul.

When the Xiao family practiced "Ru Mu San Fen" (penetrate three-tenths of an inch), after stabbing the target, they would pull out the spear and measure the depth of the mark with a ruler. One mistake, and they would receive three lashes of the whip.

Xiao Ying was afraid of being beaten, so she had never been tested on "Ru Mu San Fen" (penetrate three-tenths of an inch).

Now that she was being forced to use this technique, it seemed a little too late to regret it.

After Xiao Ying finished speaking, she stood in front of Ye Yang and flourished the spear outwards with both hands. However, Ye Yang took the longbow from Xiao Ying, "Don't move!"

"You..." Xiao Ying originally wanted to say, do you know how to use a bow and arrow?

But before she could say it, Ye Yang drew three long arrows, pulled the bow to its fullest extent, and shot them towards the distant streetlights.

Xiao Ying watched as the three cold glints pierced through the air. In the next second, the arrows spinning in the air seemed to have shot into another space, disappearing into the darkness.

After Xiao Ying glanced at Ye Yang, she shook her spear and was about to charge forward, but before she could move, Ye Yang picked her up by the scruff of her neck like a cat.

Xiao Ying's Snow Treading Steps almost kicked Ye Yang, but the latter said unhurriedly, "What's the rush? The arrows haven't reached their destination yet!"

"Let me go! If we don't act now, they'll complete their encirclement!" Before Xiao Ying's scream faded, she saw three balls of fire explode in the distant sky.

In the next instant, three of the streetlights on the pedestrian street went out, and the remaining lights seemed to become less dim than before.

"Nine more lights!" As Ye Yang muttered to himself, he casually threw Xiao Ying away, "Hold them off for thirty seconds!"

Xiao Ying was thrown three meters away, and the opponents in the distance gathered towards her.

As Xiao Ying shook her spear again, the foot-long spearhead spun and flew into the high sky under Xiao Ying's vibration. Xiao Ying held the shaft horizontally, and with a reverse twist of both hands, she divided the shaft into two, each hand holding a short stick-shaped piece of the shaft, and charged into the crowd.

As the two sections of the shaft flew up and down, the figures surrounding her were repeatedly knocked away. Some fell to the ground with bloodied heads, while others exploded into phosphorescent fire in mid-air.

As Xiao Ying continuously struck her opponents around Ye Yang, Ye Yang kept pulling long arrows from behind Xiao Ying, snapping off the arrowheads, and shooting them towards the nearby streetlights.

Xiao Ying only heard the sound of arrows piercing through the air near her and did not notice that the streetlights had been knocked off course by the arrows.

When Ye Yang shot the ninth arrow, he casually hung the longbow on Xiao Ying's body, "That's enough!"

Xiao Ying combined the two sections of the shaft in the middle and stood back in the position where she had shaken off the spearhead. The spearhead falling from the sky landed squarely on the shaft without deviation.

The long spear stood upright, radiating a cold light. Around them lay tourists struggling and groaning, while the ghosts, whose authenticity was previously difficult to discern, were blocked in the distance by the intersecting lights.

Xiao Ying looked up at the streetlights and couldn't help but exclaim, "The lights can form an array!"

Ye Yang smiled, "Isn't your spear also detachable?"

The quality of a spear depends three-tenths on the spearhead and seven-tenths on the shaft.

Many people think that ancient spear shafts were made of iron rods. In fact, only inferior spears used iron rods. Real good spears used specially made wooden shafts. Not only were they extremely flexible, but they could also block knives and swords without breaking easily.

Superior spear shafts took a long time to make, and only famous families and generals could afford the price of the shaft.

The fact that Xiao Ying's spear shaft could be disassembled actually exceeded the scope of weapons and could be considered a magical artifact tempered by secret methods.

Ye Yang walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back, "Now you can freely slay ghosts."

When Xiao Ying thrust her spear at her opponents again, her spearplay was like a dragon, fierce and unusual. However, the ghosts surrounding the street seemed to be fixed in place by the lights, and they did not know how to dodge when the long spear approached. One by one, they exploded into phosphorescent fire under Xiao Ying's spear.

As Ye Yang was about to step out of the street entrance, he heard someone question, "You hit people and just leave like that? Don't you care about others?"

Ye Yang glanced back slightly and found that the person speaking was a tourist leaning against a snack stall. He must have been knocked down after being struck by Xiao Ying.

Ye Yang frowned slightly imperceptibly. Xiao Ying turned around and wanted to reason with him, but Ye Yang pulled her back, "Don't bother with him! Let's go!"

Xiao Ying followed behind Ye Yang, "I didn't want to bother with him, I just found it strange. After ordinary people are controlled by ghosts, even if a sorcerer helps them, it takes a long time for them to regain their senses. How could he recover so quickly?"

Ye Yang said indifferently, "Because, he is not far from death, so there is no need to argue with him."