Astonishment flashed across the Lady Boss and the rest's faces as they scrutinized Miao Yi. They could all tell that he wanted to stall the female ghost by himself so that they could escape successfully. However, with his cultivation, it was hard to predict what the consequences would be.
The Lady Boss looked at Miao Yi with a gaze that no longer held a hint of ridicule. It was rare to see such a cultivator in the cultivation world.
Men might not have feelings, but in the eyes of women, men were!
"No." The woman in red shook her head and said, "This place has been deserted for a long time. Since you've come, then stay!" There was no room for negotiation in her tone.
Miao Yi's expression turned cold. Looking at the other party's expression, it seemed like it would be useless no matter what he said. He raised his spear and prepared for battle. Enunciating each word, he said, "What if we don't stay?"
The woman in red looked at her slender fingers plucking the pipa and shook her head slightly. "Since you're here, is it up to you?"
Miao Yi slowly gripped the spear with both hands, pressing down on the Lady Boss and the others behind him as they retreated together. "All of you retreat into the temple. Leave through the backyard."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Lady Boss immediately waved her hand behind her, and the few of them immediately turned around and ran without any hesitation.
They all ran into the temple, but they did not leave. They all hid behind the broken window sill and watched the movement outside.
"Dang, dang, dang …" The red-clothed woman's fingers began to move quickly, and the sound of her lute became more urgent. She lifted her head and glared at Miao Yi, coldly saying, "Even if you don't want to, you have to stay."
Miao Yi thrusted his spear and shouted, "Let us go, and you and I will live in harmony. Otherwise, even if I have to perish together, I will eradicate you, you evil ghost."
"You want to eradicate me with just your cultivation at White Lotus First Grade? If you hadn't killed those two people, I might have been afraid of you … "The red-clothed woman snorted and sneered.
Miao Yi had already used the Soul Concealing Paste on the Spirit Platform between his brows, yet the other party was still able to detect his cultivation. Clearly, this female ghost had heard quite a bit of news before this. No wonder she had appeared at this time.
The woman in red's slender fingers suddenly moved faster, the sonorous sound of the pipa reverberated in the temple, and immediately there was the sound of splashing water coming from the two ponds.
Miao Yi quickly swept a cold glance to his left and right, only to see bald zombies crawling out one after another. He could vaguely make out that their clothes, which were covered in mud and weeds, seemed to be monk robes.
He had already become a zombie. Who knew how many years had passed, but his clothes still hadn't decayed.
Bald? Monk's robe? Could it be that these zombies were the monks of this temple? Miao Yi was shocked. Could it be that all the monks in this temple were killed by this female ghost?
Not long after, over a hundred zombies staggered over, all of them completely unrecognizable, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.
The sound of the lute changed again. As though they had received an order, the hundreds of zombies howled and circled around the red-robed woman sitting on the wormwood. Like a torrent, they charged towards Miao Yi.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and leave!" Miao Yi didn't even turn his head around as he angrily shouted at the few people peeking inside the temple.
Before he could say anything else, a group of zombies had already surrounded him with their claws and fangs bared.
The Lady Boss and the others remained indifferent and continued to watch the show.
Even though these zombies were weak, they possessed extraordinary strength, able to break through the magic power defenses of low level cultivators. They did not fear pain, did not fear death, and were extremely vicious.
A White Lotus First Grade cultivator would not be able to deal with over a hundred zombies. Even a White Lotus Second Grade cultivator would find it difficult.
They seemed to want to see how many Miao Yi could take down.
In that instant, Miao Yi moved like a fleeing rabbit. The silver spear in his hand shot out a cold light, and with one strike, he stabbed a zombie in the chest and sent it flying.
With a spear in his hand, the spear fell like rain, and the cold light flashed rapidly.
Almost in an instant, the dozen zombies that were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws were all sent flying by the cold light of the spear.
However, the ones behind them did not fear death and continued to charge forward, but were unable to break through the cold net of the silver spear in Miao Yi's hand.
However, under the control of the red-robed woman's lute, the hundreds of zombies no longer concentrated their attacks on a single point. Instead, they scattered in all directions, surrounding Miao Yi from all directions and attacking together. The Lady Boss and the others who were watching felt their hearts tighten.
What troubled Miao Yi the most was that even though he pierced the zombies' hearts with each strike, he was unable to kill them. The zombies that were sent flying stood up again and continued to attack him.
The zombies that had their legs cut off also continued to crawl on the ground, giving off a feeling that they were completely unkillable.
If this situation continued, even if he wasn't killed by these zombies, he would still be exhausted to death. Not to mention there was still the female ghost that had not made her move.
This was also due to his lack of experience in dealing with zombies.
However, as Miao Yi blew up a zombie's head with a single strike, Miao Yi gained some experience in dealing with zombies. This was combat experience, and it was more valuable than anything else!
The zombie that had its head blown off fell to the ground, struggling with its limbs, but was unable to get up again.
As soon as he found an opening, the silver spear in Miao Yi's hand mercilessly pierced through the heads of a dozen zombies like a melon.
A cold light flashed in the red-robed woman's eyes, and the sound of her lute was hurried, as though it was about to take away the souls of the zombies.
"Ha …"
The group of zombies roared, and madly attacked from all directions.
With so many zombies, there was no way they could squeeze together to attack. Those that couldn't squeeze forward all leaped up. Dozens of zombies pounced from the air, instantly putting Miao Yi in extreme danger.
The confucian scholar, the cook, and the others quickly turned their heads to look at the Lady Boss, but the Lady Boss only looked on indifferently, without any expression on her face.
She noticed Miao Yi's gaze that was as sharp as a hawk's. He was calm, and there was not a hint of fear on his face. Instead, he looked even more fierce and resolute.
She was surprised to find that Miao Yi had actually closed his eyes the moment the zombies attacked.
Lao Bai said, for a cultivator at your level, the more chaotic the situation, the easier it is for your vision to make errors. It will confuse your eyes and make inappropriate judgments. Thus, he had Miao Yi cover his eyes and stand under the waterfall.
A cold gleam suddenly burst forth from Miao Yi's hand. The silver spear in his hand rapidly pierced and flicked, and his entire body spun and struck with the spear while being surrounded by zombies.
Moreover, he was striking with his eyes closed.
He found the feeling of piercing with his eyes closed under the rapids of the waterfall, and the feeling of being surrounded by thousands of Tyrant Fish in the deep sea.
At this moment, he was completely emotionless. There was only a single connection between his target and the spear in his hand. He only needed to destroy his target.
More than a hundred zombies madly attacked one after another, jumping up and down in a frenzy.
Miao Yi, who was completely surrounded, could no longer be seen. However, the cold gleam of the silver spear did not show any signs of stopping.
The cold gleam from all directions was calm, straightforward, ruthless, steady, and accurate. One by one, the zombies that had their heads blown off were sent flying, or knocked over the zombies that were charging at them from behind.
This scene was extremely shocking. It had nothing to do with the difference in strength. It was as if hundreds of tigers were attacking a sheep, but that sheep displayed an unstoppable aura that could hold off ten thousand enemies by itself.
The confucian scholar and the others all had solemn expressions. They looked at the Lady Boss again. They didn't know if the Lady Boss felt the same way they did. At this moment, they felt the word 'tragic' stuck in their chests.
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