Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 218 - 124: Daoist Priest Fan Locked Up! A Mouse Enters the Grain Bin! (10,000-word Mega - , Please Subscribe)_1

Chapter 218: Chapter 124: Daoist Priest Fan Locked Up! A Mouse Enters the Grain Bin! (10,000-word Mega Chapter, Please Subscribe)_1

Fan Wu kicked out nonchalantly and sent a courtesan who was pouncing towards him flying backward at an even greater speed, smashing through several square tables in succession.

A huge shoe print caved in her chest, from which a copious amount of Yin Energy began to overflow, making her look like a deflated ball, utterly listless.

The Malevolent Ghosts within the corpses felt as though they were on the brink of falling apart, as if they would be scattered to the winds the next second.

Immediately after, Fan Wu picked up a solid wood table with one hand, a table that seemed to weigh several hundred to a thousand pounds...

In his hand, it was as light as a toy, which he wielded effortlessly.

As Fan Wu swung the table.

One after another, silhouettes flew about like tennis balls being swatted, charging at him with fierce determination before scattering in all directions in a tangle of limbs.

Obviously, it wasn’t their own will that sent them flying, but the forceful Fan Wu.

In less than ten breaths’ time.

Half of the courtesans had fallen to the ground, wailing and screaming in agony, with some even having their souls forcibly expelled from their bodies, immediately dissipating into nothingness.

In an instant!

Not a single "person" dared to approach!

At first, under the instigation of one of the courtesans, they thought that with their numbers, even spitting at Fan Wu would be enough to give him a spit bath... However, the situation developed quite unlike what they had imagined.

Their numbers.

Useless!

In front of this man who was as terrifying as a great demon, no matter how many they were, it was merely more fun for him, didn’t they see that wicked smile on his face?

This towering Cultivator clearly didn’t fear them and even treated them like playthings for his entertainment!

This feeling of being lambs to the slaughter...

Made them very uncomfortable.

And very afraid!

Extremely panicked!

"Why isn’t the boss showing up? If he doesn’t show up soon, all of us will be obliterated by this Cultivator!" a courtesan shrieked, her voice trembling with fear.

She was one of the top Oirans at Xin Feng Building, and through absorbing the Yang Energy of others, she had directly or indirectly caused the death of no fewer than five or six people.

She relished the feeling of treating others like fish on the chopping block, to be carved up at will.

If it weren’t for the boss telling her to keep a low profile, she would have even wanted to kill a few more women and preserve their corpses.

That way, she could switch to a different body every day.

Such an act made her feel extremely amused.

But... this period of indulgence, which hadn’t lasted even half a month, was shattered by the appearance of this towering Cultivator!

"The boss is in the Xin Feng Building! He should know that a Cultivator is causing trouble here, but why isn’t he coming out to stop it?" another courtesan interjected, her face also filled with fear.

The ferocious expressions and the bristling murderous intent from before had all vanished without a trace now.

"Could it be that the boss fears this Cultivator?!"

"Impossible! The boss’s powers are vast, and his influence in the Prefecture is such that he can cover the sky with one hand. How could he fear a Cultivator? Moreover, this Cultivator isn’t from the inquisitorial department!"

"But if the boss doesn’t come to save us soon, we’ll all be killed by this Cultivator!"

"Are we just pawns to the boss?"

"Hm? Look! It’s the boss!!"

Suddenly, one of the courtesans exclaimed, pointing in a direction with a tone so thrilled it was as if she had found a pillar of strength, "Boss! Boss! Someone is causing trouble in the Xin Feng Building, he’s killed so many... so many people!"

She almost blurted out "killed so many ghosts," but thankfully she caught herself in time and turned to express her fear and grievances to her so-called boss.

Then she saw the direction she was looking at.

A man appeared.

The man looked quite old, with a thick black mustache on his lips and some wrinkles on his face. By estimation, he had to be at least in his forties.

"Stop!" As soon as the man appeared, he shouted, "Who dares to kill in broad daylight? Do you take the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty for child’s play? I’ve sent for the authorities already and notified the officials from the inquisitorial department to come!"

"The officials from the inquisitorial department are all highly skilled in Taoist Magic, and they’ll be here within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. You two bold thieves, when the officials arrive, both of you will be thrown into the great prisons!"

The man swept his gaze over the Xin Feng Building, now a scene of carnage, and looked at the courtesans lying lifeless on the ground, their souls scattered.

A flash of dark energy crossed his eyes, and he cursed silently in his heart: A bunch of trash!

But aloud, he said, "You two brazen thieves have killed over twenty people!"

"Traitors! You are truly traitors to the Great Zhou!!"

Yun Jiuqing listened to his criticisms, one after the other, her eyes widening in shock at how this evil man could have such an impudent face?!

This man, in collusion with other evil forces, had been manipulating these Malevolent Ghosts, allowing them to possess the bodies of beautiful deceased women, using them to absorb the Yang Energy of the living, for some unknown nefarious scheme.