Chapter 12: Digging a Pit

As the voice fell, Wang Dazhu was seen running back, panting heavily.

"Ma... Master, run! There are so many Phantom Demons, they are all coming this way."

Wang Dazhu said nervously.

"Run?"

Yan Xiao gripped his Magic Sword and shook his head slightly.

If they left, what would happen to the villagers of Majia Town?

Without cultivators to intervene, ordinary people could only be slaughtered by the Phantom Demons.

Although he was often scolded by the three gossiping women in the village, if it weren't for their charity, he and Qingxue would not have survived until now.

One must have a conscience.

Now that he had the ability to protect everyone, it was impossible to abandon the villagers and run away alone.

He spent 100 points of Fear Value to exchange for a Gathering Spirit Pill and handed it to the Cat Demon, "Protect Qingxue well."

The Cat Demon did not swallow it immediately, but looked at Qingxue, seemingly seeking her opinion.

Qingxue nodded.

The Cat Demon immediately swallowed the Gathering Spirit Pill and recovered some of its strength.

Phantom Demons are different from humans and Demon Beasts; restricted by their nature, they cannot cultivate on their own and must rely on absorbing the essence and blood of humans and beasts to strengthen themselves.

Therefore, Phantom Demons are an existence that attracts extreme hatred; whether it is the human race or the Demon Clan, both despise such things.

The Demon Clan even refuses to allow Phantom Demons to be called demons, renaming them Phantom Fiends.

The Demon Clan believes that Phantom Demons being called demons is an insult to them by human cultivators.

For this reason, a group of great demons led by Niu Mowang engaged in a war of words with human powerhouses, arguing for three full days and nights.

Niu Mowang's side was outmaneuvered and defeated.

Upon returning to Niujia Slope, Niu Mowang was furious and ordered his subordinates to slaughter Phantom Demons on a large scale, but the number of Phantom Demons never decreased; instead, the more they killed, the more there were.

This resulted in the current situation where Phantom Demons are rampant.

At this moment, hundreds of bizarre-looking Phantom Demons were attacking from around Majia Town.

The Luoxia Mountain side remained completely still, presumably because the position of Sect Master had not yet been decided.

They were unable to attend to the surrounding villagers.

Yan Xiao sighed; these immortal sects were truly failing to act.

Since that is the case, Majia Town will be protected by me!

"Dazhu, follow your master to kill the Phantom Demons."

He strode forward, taking a step ahead; his hair stood on end and turned slightly yellow, accompanied by the smell of barbecue, his momentum was imposing!

Wang Dazhu looked at the retreating back, a sense of admiration spontaneously arising.

He thought to himself: Master, have a safe journey.

Yan Xiao walked a few steps, only to find that Wang Dazhu had not followed, and asked in confusion, "Wang Dazhu, hurry up and keep up."

"Master... you didn't see it, there are simply too many Phantom Demons, especially a huge Gouxiong Huan Yao, it's too terrifying.

I'm scared..."

Wang Dazhu scratched his head, truly lacking the courage to follow Yan Xiao into battle.

Coward!

Yan Xiao cursed inwardly, but he did not blame Wang Dazhu; after all, how many people could be as heroic and peerless as him?

Turning his head, Yan Xiao was just about to unleash his newly learned ultimate move, 【Invincible Fire Seed】.

As a result, he saw a black mass moving toward this side.

Looking closely, it was shockingly a gargantuan Phantom Demon.

It stood three or four meters tall, with a waistline of nearly three or four meters, and a massive dog head atop its neck.

"Is this the huge Gouxiong Huan Yao you were talking about?"

Yan Xiao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked in horror.

Wang Dazhu nodded, not forgetting to cheer Yan Xiao on, "Master, you can do it!"

Do it my ass!

This isn't a huge Gouxiong Huan Yao, this is a mountain-sized dog-headed Phantom Demon...

Taking a deep breath, Yan Xiao said sternly, "Take Qingxue and leave. Call the villagers on the way; take those who are willing to go, and for those who don't believe you... there's nothing I can do."

"Brother, where will we wait for you?" Qingxue asked in a low voice, without any hesitation.

"Go to Luoyue City."

After Yan Xiao finished speaking, he picked up the Magic Sword and ran quickly toward the Gouxiong Huan Yao.

"Its weakness is its eyes; it fears fire."

Qingyao said, looking at Yan Xiao.

It had been injured by this Gouxiong Huan Yao before.

"Got it."

Yan Xiao left quickly without looking back.

The Gouxiong Huan Yao was like a giant tank, and the trees in its path were crushed flat.

At this moment, it was clutching a tiger in its left hand and a deer in its right.

A bite on the left, a bite on the right; it was eating with great relish.

Damn, this is literally 'slow-motion moves with the left hand and right hand'.

Yan Xiao looked at the giant creature before him in terror; with a body like that, how much would it have to eat to be full?

Yan Xiao scratched his head, thinking about what method he could use to stop the Gouxiong Huan Yao.

Fight... he definitely couldn't win a fight.

If he had tens of thousands of Fear Value to imbue into the Magic Sword, there might be a chance, but unfortunately, after exchanging for the Gathering Spirit Pill, he only had 56 points of Fear Value left, 50 of which still needed to be used to enchant the Magic Sword.

Just as he was getting a headache, the Gouxiong Huan Yao actually missed its footing, its large sole sinking into a big pit, and it took a long time to pull it out.

Huh...

Yan Xiao's eyes lit up; this was a good method.

This Gouxiong Huan Yao was clearly a walking corpse, lacking intelligence, and it didn't know how to turn while walking.

Thinking it, he did it; Yan Xiao gauged the path the Gouxiong Huan Yao was advancing along and began digging a pit in the ground.

In the air, a gust of wind blew, and two figures arrived on flying swords.

"Senior Brother, you must keep your word; whoever kills this Gouxiong Huan Yao will be the Sect Master of Luoxia Mountain."

The man in green, standing on a Flying Sword with the air of an immortal, spoke to the white-haired old man beside him.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother, the Sect Master Token is in my hands; whoever kills the Phantom Demon first will be the next Sect Master."

The white-haired old man chuckled, showing no fear in the face of the massive Gouxiong Huan Yao.

"Senior Brother, after you?" the man in green asked.

"No rush. Look at that youth below; he seems to be digging a pit to make a trap. It looks like he wants to kill this monster."

The white-haired old man pointed at Yan Xiao and said.

The man in green took one look and was left speechless.

How much of an idiot would use a trap to hunt a 3rd Rank Advanced Phantom Demon?

"He is digging a grave for himself. If you and I don't intervene, he will surely die," the man in green laughed.

"Haha, then I shall make the first move," the white-haired old man smiled, seemingly wanting to save the youth digging the pit.

Standing on his Flying Sword, he slashed directly toward the Gouxiong Huan Yao.

The man in green was not to be outdone; he turned into a streak of light and shot toward the Gouxiong Huan Yao.

Yan Xiao was completely unaware of this; he was still digging the pit with all his might. By his estimation, the Phantom Demon still had a few minutes before it reached this spot.

He tried his best to dig the pit a little larger, to buy as much time as possible for the villagers.

He didn't count on this trap being able to trap the Gouxiong Huan Yao to death.

He wasn't stupid.

Using the Magic Sword to dig was fast; in less than three minutes, he had already dug a two-meter-deep pit.

He was quite the expert at digging pits.

However, he was still unsatisfied; one had to know that the deeper one went, the harder it was to dig.

"System, is there a larger shovel?" Yan Xiao asked.

"Yes, the system recommends the Extra Large Luoyang Shovel for you, priced at 5 points of Fear Value."

"Five points? I'll buy it." Yan Xiao nodded, and a massive Luoyang Shovel the size of an excavator bucket appeared in his hands.

Yan Xiao wasn't paying attention and was almost crushed by the shovel.

"Oh my goodness."

Holding the hundred-plus-pound shovel, Yan Xiao took one swing and cleared away a pile of dirt.

"Heave-ho, heave-ho..." Yan Xiao worked hard to dig the pit.

Three minutes later, Yan Xiao wiped his sweat, very satisfied with his masterpiece.

As long as he lured the Gouxiong Huan Yao here, it should be able to trap it for a while.

Yan Xiao leaped out and looked at the Gouxiong Huan Yao in the distance.

But he saw two figures flying around the bear, occasionally hacking at the bear's body with their Flying Swords.

But no matter how they attacked, they never managed to injure it in the slightest.

After attacking for a long time without success, the two appeared very impatient.

The white-haired old man slashed his sword onto the back of the Gouxiong Huan Yao, and it actually sparked.

"Junior Brother, let us join forces and take its eyes."

Unable to break through the Gouxiong Huan Yao's defense, the white-haired old man's face was grave.

He had originally thought it was just a larger Phantom Demon, but now it seemed this guy was very strange.