Chapter 55: The Machete: The Origin! My Origin!

Zhao Yu instinctively grabbed the firewood knife. “So you’re not human, but a beast.” If she were human, she wouldn’t have refused to speak the entire time. Even if she were mute, she wouldn’t have attacked outright. Could he really lose to a little girl?

The firewood knife swung fiercely.

The female ghost was instantly split in two.

She crashed to the ground, turning into a mass of black mist.

The three Nanshan exorcists, still in shock, stared at Zhao Yu in disbelief… No, this guy is actually that powerful? Then why did he try to run away with them just moments ago?

Zhao Yu was stunned. “Not dead?”

The two black mists flickered for a moment, then merged back together, returning to their original form.

Zhao Yu couldn’t help but scold, “Firewood knife, why are you so useless? You can’t even beat a little girl.”

But the firewood knife became excited. “My origin! My origin! This female ghost has definitely come into contact with my origin! Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu, you must capture her quickly! Even if she doesn’t know where my origin is, through her, we can surely find it!”

Hearing this, Zhao Yu immediately became serious. “Time for some adrenaline.”

If the firewood knife could find its origin, he would know how to restore his wife. This was a top priority.

The firewood knife urged urgently, “Cut the threads on her body! She has been tainted by a trace of my origin; the core of her soul and body is mixed with it. If the threads aren’t severed, she can keep resurrecting infinitely using my origin… We cannot let her come back to life again. She’s wasting my origin!”

Afterwards, the firewood knife was filled with anger and sorrow.

To think she consumed his great firewood knife’s origin to resurrect herself—did she ever ask for his opinion?

Shameful!

Hateful!

Zhao Yu blinked, looking at the firewood knife with disdain. If the firewood knife’s origin was so powerful, why was the firewood knife itself so useless?

Perhaps this was what the book meant by “darkening makes you ten times stronger, but redemption weakens you by a third.”

He must remember: to be ten times stronger, never redeem oneself, always darken.

“Wuwuwu…” The female ghost lunged at Zhao Yu again.

This time, Zhao Yu didn’t strike but reached out instantly to grasp her shoulder.

“Wuwuwu…” She struggled wildly, trying to bite him, but was firmly restrained.

Zhao Yu then used the firewood knife to slash at the threads connecting her to the air.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

From the three Nanshan exorcists’ perspective, they only saw Zhao Yu holding the female ghost with one hand and chopping at the invisible space around her with the other.

Each strike sounded like a muffled thunder.

What exactly was Zhao Yu cutting?

After a while, the ghost’s form suddenly became more ethereal. Though still a ghost, she no longer looked as frenzied as before.

Not only that, emotions that resembled human feelings appeared in her eyes.

The female ghost bowed gracefully. “Thank you, elder, for saving my life…”

Zhao Yu, just finished cutting the threads, was stunned. “You’re not mute?”

The ghost glanced fearfully at the firewood knife and lowered her head. “Elder, I was once controlled by others and attacked you. It was not my true intention.”

Zhao Yu picked up the firewood knife, baring his teeth. “I win!”

He had known Master Liu was lying.

The firewood knife smirked silently… clearly, it was the one who guessed first.

“Elder?” The female ghost cautiously tested.

Was she speaking to the firewood knife?

Muttering to himself, the firewood knife urged, “Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu, quickly ask her about my origin.”

Zhao Yu, feeling a bit protective of the fool, said, “Are you crazy? There are so many people here. What if they overhear?”

Then he looked at the female ghost thoughtfully. “You come with me first, then I’ll ask you some questions, and after that, you can leave. How does that sound?”

As a man determined to darken in this new era, he certainly wouldn’t force anyone—especially since this little girl could clearly speak now.

The female ghost quickly nodded. “I will follow the elder’s orders.”

After Zhao Yu’s fierce actions just now, how could she refuse?

Zhao Yu smiled.

Good things come in pairs.

They exited the courtyard.

But they still couldn’t get out.

Zhao Yu urged, “Let this go.”

The female ghost shuddered, shaking her head nervously. “Elder… this is not my doing.”

Zhao Yu thought for a moment and said, “Right, Master Liu said the door would open at dawn… let’s wait.”

He hadn’t learned how to deal with this glowing barrier and didn’t know what to do.

The three Nanshan exorcists exchanged glances.

Where did this expert come from? What was his purpose?

To punish evil? Doesn’t seem so.

After a while, the woman with the red mole approached, swaying her waist, her face flushed. “Thank you, elder, for saving my life.”

Zhao Yu glanced at her but didn’t want to engage… these people were all liars. Talking to liars might infect him.

The red-mole woman’s face grew even redder. “I have no way to repay you except… offering myself…”

The Nanshan exorcists and the fierce-looking man exchanged looks, displeased. Using gender to gain favor was shameless.

Zhao Yu blinked, feeling pleased again.

The book said: those who are beautiful offer themselves, while those less attractive become beasts of burden in the next life.

Being praised as beautiful was always a joy.

The red-mole woman smiled faintly. What of cultivators? Men were all like this.

However, Zhao Yu’s happiness was tempered.

He picked up the firewood knife again, threatening, “Stay away from me, or I’ll chop you to death.”

As always, he feared being infected by liars.

The red-mole woman’s expression stiffened, and she dared not speak further, forced to retreat with an awkward smile.

The night passed silently.

The next day.

At dawn.

“Creak…”

As the first rays of sunlight illuminated the earth, the courtyard door creaked open.

The female ghost somehow produced a hand-shaped umbrella to shield the sunrise.

The three Nanshan exorcists rejoiced seeing the door open. Finally, they could leave.

But soon their spirits sank. After today, their reputations would be ruined.

Looks like they’d have to go elsewhere to make their fortunes.

Outside came a voice of astonishment: “You’re all still alive?”

The three Nanshan exorcists instinctively looked over, seeing Master Liu with his steward and several servants outside.

One of the exorcists squinted and whispered, “Master Liu, are you surprised we’re still alive?”

They had been invited by Master Liu to exorcise demons and monsters!

Master Liu quickly shook his head. “No… not at all.”

The steward stepped forward cautiously. “Four exorcists, that female ghost… has she been captured?”

The three exorcists glanced at Zhao Yu but remained silent.

“Not yet,” Zhao Yu replied honestly.

The steward looked confused. “Then what about you…”

“I’ve already captured the female ghost. She won’t be a problem for the Liu family anymore. That fulfills Master Liu’s request,” Zhao Yu said, rubbing his hands eagerly.

The reason he hadn’t left last night was to wait for Master Liu to pay up.

This was hard-earned money.

Master Liu and the steward looked at Zhao Yu, their expressions stiffening.

Zhao Yu said he had captured the female ghost? Then where was she? Was she hidden away?