The evil spirit was grabbed by the ghostly hair on its head by Gu Shiyi, feeling that the large hand holding it was unbearably scorching. Before it could even utter a single word, its face twisted in terror, howling,
"Ahhhhh... Spare me!"
It only managed to say two words before this blue-faced, fanged evil spirit self-combusted. Within just a few blinks, it turned into a wisp of blue smoke in Gu Shiyi's hand and disappeared completely!
"Wow…"
Along the path, the evil spirits that had been lurking and watching from both in front and behind saw such a fierce cultivator arrive, shrieked loudly in terror, and fled in a rush. Looking at his now empty hand, Gu Shiyi shook his wrist, shrugged innocently at Pu Yanlan,
"I didn't mean to!"
Pu Yanlan sighed, and then ordered,
"You go ahead and gather some information!"
The little ghosts acknowledged the command, flew off to scout ahead, and returned to report,
