Chapter 300: Joint Effort to Exterminate the Malevolence

"Aoooh, aoooh…"

The big yellow dog let out a piercing scream.

As if enduring ultimate agony, it sounded both chilling and pitiful.

After a few howls…

The dog's screams ceased, leaving only the ragged, dying breaths in the air.

Li Juxian gripped his fishing rod tightly.

This dog, named Huang Qi, had never gotten along with him, often barking furiously at him—but they were at least neighbors, and some measure of feeling had formed between them.

It was born with keen senses and the ability to sense danger in advance, having saved everyone multiple times by warning them early.

Li Juxian had more than once thought this dog would outlive him.

But no one expected it.

The first to die tonight would be this dog! Overwhelming fear surged through Li Juxian's heart—he realized he could die at any moment, his eyes began to bloodshot, his breathing grew heavy, and he felt himself slipping back into the state he'd been in when he brutally beat the water ghost.

Li Juxian suddenly released his grip.

"Maybe this is better."

…

Ran Qiuhua covered her mouth.

Tears kept streaming down.

If Jiang Chun's sense of safety came from Wen Chao, then Ran Qiuhua's sense of safety came from this big yellow dog—now that the dog was dead, her sense of safety had shattered…

Faintly…

Ran Qiuhua suddenly heard a dog's bark, and her crying stopped.

"That's Huang Qi's voice—but Huang Qi isn't…"

After hearing the bark…

Ran Qiuhua's senses suddenly became extraordinarily sharp; though she heard nothing and saw nothing, she knew something was right behind her…

The hairs on her back stood on end, and she hastily raised her hand to activate the talisman she had received through worship.

Puff! Blood sprayed—her neck was slashed open by a massive gash.

She barely managed a short, sharp scream before collapsing with a thud, her life ebbing away as the light in her eyes slowly faded…

At the instant her heart stopped, her lifeless eyes suddenly flashed with a fleeting glimmer…

…

"Ahh… ah…"

Two consecutive screams.

Caused Gao Fushuai to let out a scream of mental collapse.

"Next it'll be my turn—I don't want to die, I don't want to die… If this keeps up, we'll all die—we must go somewhere with light; only with light is there a chance to survive."

Saying this…

Gao Fushuai ran toward the door.

Wei Hengbo heard this and broke into a cold sweat.

He blocked Gao Fushuai by sound alone—if little Gao opened the door, the monster under the moonlight would join the attack, and then there would truly be no way out.

Perhaps Gao Fushuai's words jolted Aunt Miao.

Crack!

While Wei Hengbo was still holding back little Gao, a sharp cracking sound suddenly came from the direction of the door—this sound sent chills through all four inside the room.

After Gao Fushuai entered, they had barred the door from the inside! Normally,

none of the five inside would open the door no matter what happened—but now, besides people, there were other things in the room. Perhaps Gao Fushuai's words had reminded Aunt Miao, and Aunt Miao actually opened the door! The long-absent light flooded the room, clearing everyone's vision.

The four inside clearly saw a strange woman standing at the door, pulling it open! The woman turned around, revealing her full form—her body was heavily decayed, covered in multicolored mold, pus-filled sores, and open wounds oozing fluid… Half her hair had fallen out, one eye was filled with pus, and only her tattered clothing allowed them to recognize her as Aunt Miao. On her grotesquely decayed face, she wore a twisted smile.

She retained memories from her life: she knew she came from the real world, that she was in a blessed land, that these humans were just like her—pitiful souls dragged in. She knew many, many things…

But her mind held only hostility!

Hatred, malice, envy—she wanted to destroy everything alive! Of course,

she also knew that the Lotus Juanren had the power to kill ghosts.

So she chose to let the thing outside in—then even the Lotus Juanren would die here.

A shadow appeared behind Aunt Miao, without footsteps, as if sliding over—the blurred figure in green robes and white hair halted strangely at the doorway.

Aunt Miao invited the monster: "Together…"

The monster's head opened wide, swallowing Aunt Miao's skull whole, accompanied by a shrill crushing sound—then her body collapsed, the foul aura on her body rapidly dissipating.

The moonlight monster showed no mercy to Aunt Miao just because she was a ghost.

After eliminating Aunt Miao,

the monster lunged into the room, swiftly striking at Wei Hengbo's chest.

Its palm was unlike a human's—it was five sharp, conical spikes. Wei Hengbo instinctively raised his blade before him, barely avoiding having his heart ripped out.

But five shallow puncture wounds now marred his chest.

One monster wasn't enough.

"There are three more outside!"

Gao Fushuai cried out in alarm—and only then did everyone notice three more moonlight monsters, gliding silently toward the door.

There was no time to close the door. Wei Qinglan raised her talisman umbrella and shoved it against the threshold—a red Dao inscription glowed brightly, and the monster's claws recoiled instantly upon touching the umbrella's surface.

Wei Qinglan shouted: "Hurry and act—kill the one inside! I can't hold out much longer!"

The Six-Stripe Talisman Umbrella could only defend, and it drained power—it couldn't hold off three monsters for long.

Wei Hengbo's eyes glinted with malice.

He swung his knife violently, sweeping aside the spiky palm, then brought the goose-feather blade down in a sweeping arc, carving a massive gash across the moonlight monster's body.

Wei Hengbo's face lit up with triumph, but he hadn't expected the moonlight monster to show no sign of injury—it continued its mechanical assault, and before he could react, multiple claw marks appeared on his body.

This bizarre combat style of trading blows made it hard for Wei Hengbo to respond; he stepped back slowly, soon pressing against the wall—just as he had nowhere left to retreat.

A fishhook pierced the monster's body and wrapped itself twice around it; Li Juxian yanked hard on the fishing rod, temporarily halting the monster's advance.

"Now!"

Wei Hengbo seized the opening, swung his goose-feather blade horizontally, and the monster's head flew off.

Then a burst of intense flame erupted, and the monster's still-moving body gradually turned to ash within the fire…

After killing the monster.

The two dared not delay a moment.

They rushed toward the door; though the battle had been brief, half the runes on Wei Qinglan's umbrella had already been consumed.

But now the problem was this: Wei Qinglan's umbrella kept the monsters out—but precisely because of the umbrella, they could not close the door.

The stalemate lasted two seconds; Li Juxian acted decisively, grabbed Wei Qinglan's shoulder, and flung her behind him.

The three monsters seized the chance and tried to squeeze in.

Li Juxian drew a deep breath, then exhaled sharply—a yellow gale burst from his mouth.

The gale was fierce, sending the three monsters reeling, spinning backward several paces; when they stopped, they were dazed and disoriented, unable to tell direction.

Seizing this opportunity.

Wei Hengbo slammed the door shut and shoved the bolt home—the string of dangers finally came to an end…

(End of Chapter)