The Unremarkable Little Taoist Master

I gulped hard and watched as she drew closer, standing right in front of me.

I forced myself to stay calm and recalled a scene from a TV show, where it was said that ghosts were afraid of evil people.

So, even though I was terrified and wanted to flee, I managed to put on a brave face. The female ghost looked at me, calm on the outside, and said nothing.

Seeing her reaction made me feel a bit relieved, so I gathered my courage and shouted at her loudly.

“You little ghost, you dare to be reckless? I advise you to hurry up and reincarnate, or I will surely scare your soul out of your body!”

After hearing my angry shout, the female ghost not only didn’t stop but also showed a hint of mockery at the corners of her mouth.

Looking at her expression made my heart sink.

Oh no, those TV shows really are deceiving.

Just as I turned to escape, the female ghost suddenly appeared right beside me.

In an instant, my mind went blank. I couldn’t find the words to describe it; the ghost raised her bloodied, mangled head.

She revealed a horrifyingly twisted face and gave me a grim smile that was worse than crying.

The ghost kept murmuring, “Since you’ve seen me, don’t leave.”

Suddenly, she reached out and tightly grasped my neck, making it hard for me to breathe.

I wanted to kick her, but I found I had no strength left.

Breathing became increasingly difficult, and my vision started to blur. I felt like I was on the verge of passing out.

I strained to open my eyes wide, trying to imprint the image of the female ghost in my mind, silently vowing, “Even as a ghost, I will not let you off.”

I felt myself slipping away, my eyes barely able to stay open. A wave of drowsiness washed over me-was I about to die?

Just as I drifted into a haze, I vaguely heard an elderly roar.

Then I was thrown hard to the ground, gasping for breath.

The one who had roared and saved me was the old Daoist priest who had brought me here during the day.

The old daoist priest’s face looked grim, while the female ghost wore a mocking smile.

“You finally showed up? I thought you wouldn’t dare to come,” she taunted.

Suddenly, the ghost’s eyes turned hollow, filled with a blood-red hue.

Looking into her eyes, I felt an overwhelming urge to turn and run; her gaze was filled with insatiable hatred.

The old daoist priest shouted, “Evil creature, I didn’t expect there to be a vengeful spirit lurking within you!”

The ghost suddenly laughed, her voice dripping with malice. “Stinky Daoist, today is your death day.”

The old daoist priest grasped his peach wood sword and looked solemnly at the female ghost.

Without warning, the ghost lunged at him, her blood-red figure flashing past before suddenly standing right in front of him.

With a thud, the two collided fiercely.

Crack! The peach wood sword in the priest’s hands splintered into two pieces from the impact, and he staggered back a few steps before regaining his balance.

On the surface, it appeared like a draw, but I noticed the trembling of the old daoist priest’s hands hidden beneath his daoist robe.

I was inwardly astonished; what had seemed like a mere test of strength had inflicted such severe internal injuries on the old daoist priest.

It seemed this female ghost was no ordinary ghost.

The old daoist priest was already reconsidering his approach, warily fixing his gaze on the nearby vengeful spirit.

The spirit appeared agitated, the blood-red evil energy surrounding it slowly beginning to dissipate.

At this point, I even understood; this vengeful spirit seemed unable to linger for long.

Suddenly, the old daoist priest chuckled. It turned out this vengeful spirit wasn’t in its complete form.

It was only relying on the ghost’s remnants, and the power it could wield was probably less than one-tenth of its full strength.

The vengeful spirit seemed unwilling to delay any longer. With a shriek, it unleashed a gust of Yin wind towards the old Daoist priest.

The old daoist priest braced himself, gritting his teeth as he pulled out a copper coin from his pocket and hurled it at the approaching wind.

This time, luck was not on his side. The Yin wind struck the copper coin aside and forcefully slammed into him, sending him crashing backward.

He hit the ground hard, and at that moment, the blood from his injuries stained his daoist robe.

The old daoist priest collapsed, helplessly lying on the ground, blood pouring from his mouth.

Seeing that the Daoist standing in his way had been dealt with, the vengeful spirit wore a chilling smile.

As I contemplated how to help the old daoist priest deal with the spirit, the previously motionless vengeful spirit suddenly turned to look at me.

Its blood-red eyes gleamed fiercely, and it regarded me with a mocking expression.

Panic began to swell within me; I didn’t know how to confront this vengeful spirit, but I understood that if I didn’t resist, death was my only option.

I clenched my teeth, let out a roar, and picked up the half of the peach wood sword lying on the ground. With all my might, I lunged at the vengeful spirit.

The spirit’s look of disdain transformed into shock; it never expected that this insignificant creature like me could hurt it.

It howled in pain, then with a powerful strike, sent me flying across the ground. A wave of agonizing pain surged through my body.

I crashed to the ground, my mind spinning, and a pang of bitterness filled my throat as I spat out blood.

The vengeful spirit glared at me menacingly, slowly approaching step by step. I struggled but couldn’t rise, instead expressing my defiance with my eyes.

Grabbing my neck, the spirit lifted me off the ground. I kicked at it violently, but it felt like kicking a solid wall.

Gradually, I sensed my breathing becoming more difficult; my mind grew blurry.

Just when I thought I was about to die, the vengeful spirit suddenly released its grip, and I fell to the ground.

The spirit remained in front of me, looking vacant as if it didn’t want my death to come so easily.

Suddenly, a brilliant red light erupted from its body, and a beam of red energy shot towards me. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the coming death.

After a while, the pain I imagined did not come. I opened my eyes only to witness a scene I would never forget in my life.