Chapter 36: Dog

“Zhiwu...”

“You came to find me?”

In the underground warehouse, cement churned and surged.

Outside, the commotion was loud; Yu Yinghua crawled out of the mud and, seeing Wu Xian and the others, first shook her head in disappointment, then curled her lips into a cruel smile.

Every night, Yu Yinghua crawled out of the cement to search for signs of living people for Wang Zhiwu.

She believed that if she kept doing this, if she kept offering herself to Wang Zhiwu, he would feel guilt, regret his actions toward her, and come to apologize.

So she only hoped Wang Zhiwu would come to her.

A stream of foul blood splashed onto her face; the violent demonic energy within her instantly shifted from ferocious rage to chaotic disorder.

Yu Yinghua’s face flushed red.

Though not entirely useless, these petty tricks only made her angrier—what use were they? Demonic entities transcend common understanding; clever tricks alone cannot kill her!

On one side, the copper coin sword pulsed with the power of a glorious era; on the other, the filthy blade dripped with bone-clinging poison.

A fear stronger than facing Fang Zhi surged within Yu Yinghua—she realized that if she did nothing now, she would die in these humans’ hands.

Shi Ji calmly tucked away a leather pouch.

But Wu Xian and the others had never expected to defeat her with just these tricks.

Splash!

The mist spray ran out quickly.

“I don’t want to disappear!”

Intense obsession coated Yu Yinghua in chilling demonic energy; the thick aura forcibly pushed Wu Xian and the others back. Her body split open in several places, spewing murky sludge, filling the entire underground space with the stench of cement.

Along with the voice of a man who sounded smug, Yu Yinghua suddenly heard the click of a switch, then blinding light flooded in, blinding her eyes.

“Since everything’s ready, let’s begin.”

The sprayer was found at a hardware store.

She wouldn’t soften the cement at first—she’d wait until these humans reached the center of the warehouse, then turn the floor into a quagmire, leaving them no chance to escape.

One wave, two waves—six full bags of lime turned Yu Yinghua into a white woman, and the warehouse floor was covered in white.

But this supermarket and nearby shops had long been without power—why was the light on?

These humans just won’t stop!

I am a Great Wandering Demon—how could I let you do as you please?

They only rely on powerful weapons; their physical strength is still human. Once trapped in the sludge, they’ll have no way to resist.

Two beads became two streaks of lightning, then merged into a single thunderbolt that exploded against Yu Yinghua’s chest, blasting her backward.

“Is it sunlight?”

But suddenly, Yu Yinghua’s expression changed drastically.

But for some reason, these humans remained motionless.

“Zhiwu hasn’t come to me yet—he hasn’t apologized! I... get away from me all of you!”

Yu Yinghua sneered at Wu Xian and the others, her face twisted with cruel ferocity. She had killed many for Wang Zhiwu; their hatred and curses had been stored within her until now, when they were finally unleashed.

“To hell with it!”

Wu Xian and Shi Ji froze for a moment, then seized the opportunity, swinging their weapons and unleashing a barrage of strikes upon Yu Yinghua.

This is lime powder!

Before she could think, three powerful jets of mist shot from the nozzles, spraying her face—cleaning some of the cement from her features.

Yu Yinghua flew out of the cement in rage.

Because the distance was too great and the spotlight’s power too high, using multiple extension cords would cause power loss and safety risks; to guarantee absolute reliability, Wen Chao hand-wired an extra-long extension cord from thick cables.

Yu Yinghua didn’t want to reveal her form—her face flattened, her body sank into the cement, leaving only her face exposed to observe the humans’ movements.

Yu Yinghua wondered: “What are they trying to do now?”

Yu Yinghua was filled with unbearable pain—she felt her demonic energy leaking from her torso—but this was also an opportunity, because Wu Xian and Shi Ji were now close enough!

Demonic energy seeped into the ground; the cement, meant to be her death weapon, now obeyed her command—the entire warehouse floor instantly softened.

To kill a demonic entity, the most effective method is talismans and magical artifacts!

Su Huilan struck first—she plucked two beads from her bracelet and hurled them both at once as Yu Yinghua charged toward her.

Soon she saw three figures, carrying massive water tanks on their backs, entering the warehouse’s edge and raising long rod-like objects.

Wu Xian immediately felt his teeth ache, every hair on his back standing on end.

Once you’ve come to my domain, don’t even think of leaving!

Yu Yinghua stood in the shadows, waiting for these weak, foolish, and sweet-smelling humans to step into her carefully prepared cement trap.

Crack!

The ground had indeed softened—but not into sludge; it resembled undulating, viscous mud.

“Die!”

As for the others...

As a Great Wandering Demon, even with her resilient body, she couldn’t withstand it much longer—the toxins had already dulled her movements, and the copper coin sword was purging her demonic energy.

“I’ll make you...”

But as she straightened her body, a sack smashed against her face and burst, coating her in white powder.

Dry, burning, pain!

The additive and lime took effect—the cement could not fully soften!

The fallen Yu Yinghua slapped the ground with both hands, preparing to rise straight up.

Yu Yinghua immediately tried to flee, but she quickly realized—it was only the light from a lamp.

She covered her eyes and wept.

“Shit, this mini-boss has a second phase!”

In Yu Yinghua’s eyes, Wu Xian and Shi Ji were already dead.

Enraged beyond measure, Yu Yinghua let out a piercing shriek and charged toward Su Huilan, the weakest-looking of the three.

In truth, the light’s source was simple—it was a spotlight.

According to her experience, except for freaks like Fang Zhi, normal humans would be terrified into screaming and shitting themselves at the sight of her.

Then, as Yu Yinghua rose halfway, Wu Xian and Shi Ji simultaneously drove the copper coin spear and the poisoned child’s urine lance into her body.

The sprayed liquid was a solvent mixed by Wen Chao using cement hardener—when it landed on Yu Yinghua, it made her feel agonizingly uncomfortable.

With this extension cord, they could draw power from elsewhere.

Wu Xian and the others returned to the surface; each carried two bags.

Her body was coated in wet cement; the lime harmed her far more effectively than it would a normal human.

“Die!”

This was a magical artifact he had received during a past deity worship—named the “Dog’s Blood Pouch.”

Over time, the pouch gradually filled with black dog’s blood, which could wound demonic entities and break both orthodox and heretical cultivation methods—perfect for this situation.

Think you can transform into a second phase in front of me?

Too naive.

Innate Filthy Holy Body—cures all flashy nonsense!

(End of Chapter)