Inside the room, a beautiful female ghost, slender and about seventeen or eighteen years old, had appeared at some point.
The female ghost's hair was disheveled, her face extremely pale, and her seemingly hollow eyes carried a hint of malice.
It was because Auntie suddenly saw the female ghost in the room and made eye contact with those hollow eyes that she fainted out of fright.
Without checking on Auntie's condition, Bai Ziyue quickly got up the moment he saw the female ghost entering through the wall.
Perhaps it was Auntie's scream that drew the ghost's attention, because as soon as Bai Ziyue got up, he immediately noticed the environment around him had changed drastically.
Now, he stood on a deserted hill, with a barren landscape all around him. Only in the distance did it seem like there were candle lights from someone's home.
"Ghost Wall!"
Bai Ziyue's expression did not change. He immediately recognized this as a common ghost technique, Ghost Wall.
This method is not highly destructive but is excellent at confusing direction. A small mistake could lead one into the trap set by the female ghost, resulting in harm.
This alone showed how extraordinary the female ghost was.
Because ordinary ghosts find it hard to master the Ghost Wall technique.
Strictly speaking, this is also considered a form of magic, requiring instruction to master.
In comparison, the little ghost Bai Ziyue encountered earlier was really quite weak.
"Hmph! Break!"
Faced with this scene, Bai Ziyue showed no panic. He coldly snorted, didn't hesitate, and directly opened the wooden bucket he was carrying. The thick, foul-smelling black dog blood sloshed inside.
Without any hesitation, he splashed the entire bucket of black dog blood directly forward.
Sizzling sounds echoed, and the barren mountain, the hill, the homes, all disappeared without a trace.
At that moment, he was still in the room and hadn't moved a step.
The Ghost Wall was broken!
The female ghost flew back, stepping away from the range of the black dog blood, showing a look of surprise and uncertainty.
The female ghost hesitated, but Bai Ziyue did not hesitate.
As soon as the Ghost Wall was broken, his figure darted, quickly opening a bamboo tube in his hand and sprinkling it behind him and on the left wall.
The bamboo tube contained his boy's urine.
He knew the female ghost had no physical form and could pass through walls, so he intended to prevent her from using the walls to escape.
At this point, the female ghost seemed to have regained her composure and suddenly gave a coquettish smile. Her delicate mouth opened slightly as she softly called, "Young Master, Young Master... come here..."
At that moment, in Bai Ziyue's eyes, the female ghost seemed to transform into a stunning beauty, possessing a powerful charm.
Under the influence of this charm, even ordinary External Forging Martial Artists would be affected and drawn in involuntarily, only to be slaughtered.
Bai Ziyue's mental will was strong, far superior to ordinary people. This little bit of charm power naturally had no effect on him. Moreover, the female ghost's technique was more suited to seducing adults with weaker wills.
This magic might be effective against them or against other strong External Forging Martial Artists, but as a child, Bai Ziyue was unaffected.
However, just as he was about to break free from this charm, a thought struck him, "Why not turn the tables and leave her behind for good."
Initially, Bai Ziyue only intended to drive the female ghost away. Given his current power, his methods against ghostly beings were very limited.
But now, in the confrontation, he had already discerned the female ghost's abilities, knowing her methods were strange but not strong. His confidence swelled.
Appropriately, Bai Ziyue's expression froze, his eyes showing a hint of confusion, and his steps faltered, drawing closer involuntarily.
"Haha, come on, come play..."
The female ghost laughed coquettishly, her charm power swelling.
One step, two steps, three steps...
As Bai Ziyue approached, he felt the charm power growing stronger.
But this strength had little effect on him. He appeared dazed, but his mind was clear.
"Come, come..."
The female ghost smiled, slowly extending her hand.
Her hand seemed pale and tender but was actually bloodless pale. As she stretched it out, her nails suddenly grew crazily long.
In the blink of an eye, her ten nails were a full foot long.
Thick ghostly aura emanated with her nails, sending a chill to the heart.
"Another spell, and a rare offensive spell at that."
Bai Ziyue's vigilance increased. His previously confused look turned sharp. Without a word, his hand swiftly sprinkled the contents of the bamboo tube.
Sizzling sounds echoed.
"Ah..."
The female ghost screamed as the boy's urine landed on her, corroding holes into her soul body like acid, turning her once charming face into a hideous mess.
"Die!"
Bai Ziyue's eyes turned cold. Reaching behind him, he drew out a rusty Slaughter Saber from a cloth bundle.
This Slaughter Saber was something Bai Ziyue had found at the slaughterhouse.
Though rusted and with a chipped edge, this saber had slain countless lives and was a fierce weapon against ghostly beings, far more effective than some finely wrought iron blades.
Bai Ziyue's strike was fierce, unstoppable.
He knew no sword technique, nor had he learned any martial arts, but his immense strength and twice the normal person's physique made this strike swift and powerful.
Slash!
The female ghost screamed, raising her Ghost Claw to block but it was cut off cleanly.
The nails, imbued with powerful soul power, broke one by one, and the fierce evil qi even destabilized her soul body.
Bai Ziyue pressed his advantage, another strike following the first. Sword light flashed, and his Powerful Qi surged.
Slash!
This strike was formidable, cutting the female ghost from top to bottom in two.
However, even so, the female ghost did not die, reforming in an instant. But now, her soul body was much weaker, flickering as if it could dissipate at any moment.
Terrified now, the female ghost turned and rushed toward the wall, attempting to escape.
Just as she neared the wall, a faint yang energy emitted from it, halting her escape.
Wet spots on the wall marked where Bai Ziyue had earlier sprinkled his boy's urine.
If she hadn't been injured, she could have forced her way through with her strong soul body.
But now, weak and on the verge of dispersal, the faint yang energy alone was enough to frighten her.
"Young Master..."
The female ghost, in panic, tried to plead, her face turning coquettish, attempting to use her charm technique once more to seduce Bai Ziyue.