Chapter 267: The Fairy's Twisted Sense of Humor

"Fairy!"

Luo Zijun felt a shock in his heart and hurriedly looked around.

However, the valley was empty.

Only echoes sounded eerily in the silence, as if another creature were coldly mimicking his speech.

Luo Zijun did not dare to make another sound, fearing it would attract powerful demonic creatures.

He continued to walk forward.

He figured the Fairy had left him behind on purpose, wanting him to hunt alone.

In this way, his Soul Power would grow faster.

"Creak... creak..."

The ground seemed to be covered with a thick layer of silt; walking on it was soft and produced a series of sounds that were exceptionally clear in the silent valley.

This place was exceptionally desolate; apart from stones, there was only black soil that looked as if it had been scorched.

It could be said that not a blade of grass grew here.

Luo Zijun dared not be careless and kept a constant watch on the surroundings; after walking for about another half a quarter of an hour, the sound of gurgling water suddenly came from ahead.

Walking closer to look, it was actually a black stream.

It flowed slowly from left to right, its source and end both hidden at the base of the mountains, nowhere to be seen.

There was a wooden bridge over the stream.

The wooden bridge was pitch black and square, with wooden railings erected on both sides, looking remarkably like a coffin.

Luo Zijun walked up to it but did not dare to step on it.

Just as he was observing, a familiar white shadow suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the wooden bridge, turned its head to look at him, and said, "Come over."

"Fairy!"

Luo Zijun was overjoyed and was about to step onto the wooden bridge to cross when he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His sense of smell was very keen.

Whenever the Moon Palace Fairy appeared, he could smell a familiar scent.

But now, the white shadow opposite him had no scent at all.

The white shadow stood on the other side of the wooden bridge; seeing he did not move, it turned around, walked onto the wooden bridge, and beckoned to him, saying, "Hurry and come over."

Luo Zijun's peripheral vision suddenly caught a reflection on the water surface under the bridge.

The shadow was eerily twisted and swaying; looking closely, it was actually a skeleton!

"Come over quickly!"

The white shadow on the bridge continued to urge him.

Luo Zijun spoke up, "I'm scared, you come over to get me."

The white shadow glanced at him, walked toward his side, stopped at the bridgehead about five meters away from him, reached out a hand, and said, "Come over."

Luo Zijun also reached out his hand and said, "You come over."

The white shadow was somewhat angry: "You come over."

Luo Zijun still said, "You come over."

The two of them held out their hands, looking at each other, neither willing to take another step forward.

Luo Zijun dared not step onto the bridge.

And the other party seemed not to dare to step off the bridge.

The white shadow said angrily, "Are you still going to come with me or not?"

Luo Zijun said, "I am, you come over."

The white shadow held out its hand and said, "I'm tired, you come over and hold my hand."

Luo Zijun said, "I'm tired too, you come over and hold my hand."

The white shadow suddenly said angrily, "Are you coming over or not?"

Luo Zijun said, "You come over."

The white shadow was so angry it began to pant, suddenly lifted its feet, walked toward him, and said angrily, "If I have to come over, I'll come over!"

The moment its feet left the wooden bridge, its body suddenly began to change.

The black hair on its head and the white dress on its body began to fall off, and even the skin on its entire face and body began to peel away rapidly.

"Swish!"

It suddenly quickened its pace, its figure flashed, and it lunged over.

The originally blurred face suddenly became clear; it was actually a skeleton without any flesh or skin!

"Awoo—"

It suddenly let out a hoarse roar, opened its mouth, and bit toward Luo Zijun!

Luo Zijun had been prepared.

His fist, already charged with power, slammed toward the hideous face lunging at him.

"Boom!"

The fist, carrying powerful Soul Power, was like an iron hammer, smashing heavily into the hideous face and shattering it instantly.

A scream pierced the silence.

The skeleton that had lunged so rapidly, suffering this heavy blow, instantly fell to the ground like a headless corpse, then used all four limbs to scramble in panic toward the wooden bridge.

Luo Zijun chased after it and stepped on its back, crushing it into pieces.

Another shrill scream rang out.

Then, a black shadow drifted out from the shattered skeleton's body and was grabbed by the throat by Luo Zijun.

The black shadow twisted and writhed, crying and begging: "Young Master, spare my life! I was murdered, my body discarded in the wilderness and gnawed on by wild dogs, leaving only white bones. With nowhere to plead my grievances, my soul lingered here, unwilling to be reincarnated. Seeing that Young Master seemed like a cold-hearted and ruthless person, I harbored evil intentions. I hope Young Master can have mercy... Ah—"

Before it could finish, Luo Zijun crushed it directly until its soul scattered and dissipated.

One cannot fully believe the words of the living, let alone the words of a ghost.

Since it harbored the intent to harm, it deserved to die.

If he hadn't been vigilant just now, he might have been lured by the other party onto that wooden bridge, and it would have been his soul that scattered and dissipated.

Therefore, he naturally would not go soft.

After exterminating this evil soul, he immediately felt a strange power enter his body.

Sure enough, killing ghosts here also grants experience points.

He did not dare to step onto the bridge, instead following the black stream toward the valley on the left.

Soon, he encountered another evil ghost.

This evil ghost seemed to have caught the scent of the rich aura on him and was particularly excited, lunging directly at him.

Yet, how could such a low-level evil ghost be a match for a practitioner of Soul Cultivation?

With a few punches and kicks, Luo Zijun beat it until its soul scattered and dissipated, causing it to vanish completely from this Ghost Realm.

After quickly digesting the power, he continued walking into the depths of the valley.

He wondered if the Moon Palace Fairy had intentionally brought him here seeing that it was his first time out hunting; there were many evil ghosts in this valley, but their strength was very weak, and not a single demonic creature had appeared.

He felt very relaxed.

After continuously exterminating more than ten evil ghosts, he did not continue forward and turned back.

Digesting the newly acquired power within his body along the way, he felt the effect was much stronger than practicing in the cave, but it seemed slightly weaker than the power gained from slaying ghosts and monsters in the Human Realm.

It seems the evil souls and monsters that remain in the Human Realm to commit evil are much stronger.

Soon, he returned to the tunnel entrance.

After waiting for a moment, the Moon Palace Fairy returned from another direction, stared at him for a moment, said nothing, and entered the tunnel directly.

Luo Zijun followed behind, and only after passing through the tunnel did he open his mouth to thank her: "Many thanks, Fairy."

Tonight's practice had been twice as effective with half the effort compared to before, so he naturally had to thank this person.

However, he was quite curious about those demonic creatures.

If slaying ghosts and monsters could grant so much power, then slaying even more powerful demonic creatures should grant even more power, right?

"Fairy, can I go to where the demonic creatures are tomorrow night?"

As he stepped onto the stone bridge, he asked cautiously.

The Moon Palace Fairy did not answer immediately; only when she had crossed the stone bridge did she speak: "First hunt evil ghosts to accumulate experience and technique. Seven days later, I will take you to hunt demonic creatures."

"Alright."

Luo Zijun also knew that one could not be impatient with such matters.

Demonic creatures were certainly more powerful and cunning than evil ghosts; one careless mistake, and there would be the danger of his soul being injured.

An injury to the soul is no small matter; the entire physical body would also suffer heavy damage as a result.

He was about to make a dash for the Fen Shen Realm, so he must be careful.

"Swish!"

Light shone, and the two stood at the exit.

In the blink of an eye, the two had arrived on the ground.

The Moon Palace Fairy glanced at him and suddenly said: "I have another task for you."

Luo Zijun's heart jumped, and he said with a troubled face: "Fairy, the previous task was only just completed... how about we wait a little longer?"

The Moon Palace Fairy said in a flat tone: "Fine, then the matter of refining a Flying Sword for you will wait, and the matter of helping you break through to the Fen Shen Realm will also wait."

"..."

Luo Zijun was helpless and could only say: "Fairy, please give your orders."

The Moon Palace Fairy gave a huff and said: "I need a pair of silk stockings and a bodice belonging to the Bai Family's Third Miss. I will give you two days."

Luo Zijun: "..."

"Fairy, the Bai Family's Third Miss is my sister-in-law, I cannot... Fairy!"

Before he could finish, the Moon Palace Fairy had already flown into the night sky and vanished.

Damn it!

Luo Zijun finally couldn't help but curse.

What kind of bullshit task is this? Another one of these perverted tasks!

What on earth does she want to do? Does she have some kind of sick hobby?

The previous tasks had already made him want to flee this planet out of social embarrassment, and who knew that now another, even more perverted task would come along.

Asking him to steal his sister-in-law's silk stockings and bodice?

If he were discovered, would he even be able to show his face in public?

Sigh...

Thinking that he could break through soon, thinking that he could be completely free soon, and thinking that success was right before his eyes, he could not give up.

He really wanted to figure out what this Moon Palace Fairy was trying to do.

Surely she wouldn't need his sister-in-law's silk stockings and bodice to refine a Flying Sword, would she?

If that were the case, then perhaps he wouldn't just be able to control the Flying Sword, but might even be able to directly control his sister-in-law's silk stockings and bodice.

With just a movement of his Divine Sense, he could say: "Off!"

And his sister-in-law's silk stockings and bodice would be gone...

"Pah, pah, pah!"

What was he letting his imagination run wild about?

Returning to his room, his spirit returned to his body, yet he remained very depressed; unable to sleep, he let his mind wander for a while until it was already dawn outside.

After washing up, he went to the backyard to practice.

Near dusk, he went to the kitchen for a Medicine Bath, then went back to the well to bathe again and changed into a clean Confucian robe.

Just as Xiaohuan was helping him comb his hair, Ziyuan came over from the front courtyard and reported, "Young Master, Third Miss is here."

Luo Zijun stood up, smoothed his hair with his hand, and went to the front courtyard.

Today, Bai Qingtong had changed into a new cyan-green long dress, with a few golden flowers embroidered on the edges of the sleeves, and some golden flowers also adorned her slender waist and the hem of the skirt below.

Luo Zijun took a few extra looks, his gaze unable to help but linger for two seconds on two particular spots.

Between the overlapping collars, a glimpse of a pink bodice was revealed.

Beneath the shimmering golden hem of the skirt, a pair of slender, delicate feet wearing blue-and-white embroidered shoes were faintly visible, yet no silk socks could be seen.

"Brother-in-law, what are you looking at?"

Bai Qingtong keenly caught where his gaze had lingered, and two faint blushes suddenly stained her fair face as she glared at him with a touch of shy indignation.

Luo Zijun hurriedly withdrew his gaze and said, "Nothing, it's just the first time I've seen Third Miss wear this outfit; it's very beautiful, so I was stunned."

"Hmph."

Bai Qingtong did not expose him, huffed, and said, "Let's go, we should be heading out; it won't be good if we're late."

"Mm."

Luo Zijun followed behind her, sighing secretly in his heart.

The silk socks and bodice of his sister-in-law...

Sigh...

(End of this chapter)