The old man knew exactly how much ability his own apprentice had, so he said, “Old Xie’s son is saved, so take the money and hurry back.”


  Ning Shu: I want to exterminate the Phantom King, exterminate the Phantom King!

  “But Old Xie’s company is now piled up with ghosts.” Ning Shu said, “Old Xie said he will definitely reward us handsomely if we settle this matter.”


  “Bullshit, you need to be alive to take the money and spend it. You can’t deal with the Phantom King, so it doesn’t matter even if we get a little less money. Don’t get yourself involved in it.”


  Ning Shu was also quite helpless and said, “Master, you take care of yourself. I’ll be back soon.”


  She hung up and returned to her desk. There, she saw Feng Yin dressed in red, standing beside Song Ruoxi.

  Who knew if it was because there was no Phantom King Core, but it felt like Feng Yin’s soul had undergone some changes.

  Previously, Feng Yin’s soul was solid, as if he were a real person. Now, though, it didn’t give that feeling anymore. Furthermore, there was some black air leaving his body.

  In the past, things weren’t like this. He had full control over his Yin and baleful energy, which he carefully put away.

  Anyway, it gave Ning Shu the feeling of watching a video that went from HD to 480P all of a sudden. His entire body had a foggy feeling.

  The red garment wasn’t so bright and glaring either.

  It seemed the loss of the Phantom King Core had a significant impact on Feng Yin.

  In order to save Song Ruoxi, the guy even gave away his Phantom King Core. Ning Shu wiped her tears. If this wasn’t true love, what was?

  They would now be able to share the same lifespan and stay together for endless years to come.

  Ning Shu just didn’t know if they’d get tired of facing the same person for endless years. Who could guarantee that they would always love each other, with a passion that didn’t fade?

  How else did the seven-year itch come about?

  Feng Yin and Song Ruoxi stayed close. Taking advantage of the fact that other people couldn’t see them, they were making out so shamelessly.

  Ning Shu silently took a sip of water. Even though a ghost couple was doing PDA next to her, she had to pretend that she hadn’t seen anything.

  Feng Yin kissed Song Ruoxi’s hair, then reached out his hand and grabbed a ghost hiding in the corner. He wiped out the ghost’s consciousness and directly turned it into a cloud of soul power that he absorbed.

  Ning Shu saw this scene, and there was a not-so-good feeling in her heart. Feng Yin didn’t have the Phantom King Core, but with him so openly absorbing other ghosts’ soul power, he would be back at his peak sooner or later.

  How could she possibly fight him then?

  Feng Yin domineeringly exterminated all of the ghosts, who were coveting the Phantom King Core in Song Ruoxi’s body.

  These ghosts all became Feng Yin’s energy source.

  Ning Shu pursed her lips. Things were getting more and more complicated. Although ghosts were swarming to snatch the Phantom King Core, it was like they were just here to give Feng Yin XP. After absorbing this soul energy, he would certainly shoot up in strength.

  Now any random ghost served as a meal to Feng Yin.

  What the hell.

  She should attack while he was still weak, but how should she go about it?

  Ning Shu typed hard on the keyboard, feeling very restless.

  Perhaps this was the method Feng Yin used in the original storyline to solve the problem of baleful energy entering Song Ruoxi’s body and her soul being destroyed.

  Until the end of the day, Ning Shu hadn’t come up with a countermeasure. In front of great strength, no matter how many strategies were used, it would be useless. Plain-old strength would break a hundred tricks.

  It was not fair. Here she was, making such slow progress in her martial arts cultivation, while other people had XP walk right up to them.

  The modern plane had too big a suppressive effect on her. She must increase her combat ability. Maybe it was because her Martial Arts points were still too low. Once they crossed one thousand, she believed there would not be such a big suppression any more.

  MTL Editor: Meraki

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