The Blue Blood Ghost quickly retreated, dodging the Suppressing Evil Talisman.

As a level three Dao talisman, the Suppressing Evil Talisman's power was not to be underestimated and it did not dare to resist directly.

"Suppress!"

Xiao Mu suddenly shouted, and the Emperor's Seal spun and flew over the Blue Blood Ghost, pressing down directly.

It turned out that the Suppressing Evil Talisman was a mere distraction, and the Emperor's Seal was the real killer.

Aooo!

The Blue Blood Ghost howled in agony, its ghost mist distorted as the Emperor's Seal suddenly appeared above its head, frightening it.

While howling, it madly retreated in a desperate attempt to escape.

The Emperor's Seal was not a magic treasure and did not possess the power of a magic treasure, it could not be used to attack. But the strong Emperor's Might it emanated could suppress everything.

The Blue Blood Ghost clearly knew how terrible the Emperor's Might was, and knew that once suppressed, it would absolutely not be able to escape. Under its terror, even its ghost mist was distorted. It no longer cared about attacking Xiao Mu and frantically tried to flee.

"Suppress!"

With Xiao Mu's shout, the Seal of the Heavenly Emperor fell at an even faster speed.

The Blue Blood Ghost turned into ghost mist and sped off, but it was too late. A part of the ghost mist was suppressed, revealing a physical form. It was an arm, the left arm.

Aooo!

The Blue Blood Ghost howled as the Emperor's Seal suppressed its left arm. The intense Emperor Might was also eroding the evil power on its arm, causing the arm to rapidly dissipate.

Overwhelmed by extreme pain, the Blue Blood Ghost howled while desperately trying to break free from the Emperor's Seal.

"Quick!"

Xiao Mu immediately used this opportunity to put the True Fire Talisman on the Peach Wood Sword.

"Quick!"

"Quick!"

Three True Fire Talismans were attached to the Peach Wood Sword in succession.

"Furious Flame - Burn!"

A massive Fire Dragon, mixed with the power of Thunder, struck the Blue Blood Ghost.

"Aooo!"

The Blue Blood Ghost sensed the danger. It knew that if it was hit by the Thunderous Fire Dragon, it would undoubtedly die. It attempted to escape desperately, but it was firmly suppressed by the Emperor's Seal and could not escape.

Amidst its screams, it was killed by Xiao Mu on the spot.

Power +6.

Whilst receiving the notification, Xiao Mu did not rush to collect the Energy Crystal that had dropped on the ground, instead, he turned to look at the other Blue Blood Ghost that was fighting with the Ghost Servant.

The other Blue Blood Ghost was not the match of the Ghost Servant in a one-on-one fight. It had been forced to retreat repeatedly by the Ghost Servant's Soul Blade and had already been wounded in many places. Seeing its companion killed by Xiao Mu, it wanted to escape in desperation.

"Hehe!"

The Ghost Servant let out a weird laugh from its throat, as it amped up its attacks on the Blue Blood Ghost.

"Puff!"

The Blue Blood Ghost, now more focused on escaping, was at even more of a disadvantage against the Ghost Servant. One of its ghost arms was severed by the Ghost Servant.

"Aooo!"

While screaming in pain, the Blue Blood Ghost was forced on the defensive.

The Ghost Servant continued to press on, relentlessly slashing at the Blue Blood Ghost. Soon, the Blue Blood Ghost was severely injured with another arm severed by the Ghost Servant, completely losing its ability to fight.

"Quick!"

Seizing the opportunity, Xiao Mu made a swift move. He released the True Fire Talisman and similarly killed this Blue Blood Ghost.

Power +6.

With another 6 points of power gained, Xiao Mu rejoiced while he began gathering up the evil air, concentrating it into an evil bead.

The hopeful Ghost Servant quickly picked up the two Energy Crystals and handed them to Xiao Mu.

After stowing away the Energy Crystals and recalling the Ghost Servant, and catching his breath, Xiao Mu then looked at the ancient lamp on the stone table.

The ancient lamp was very old, but its style was quite ordinary, similar to an ordinary oil lamp.

Despite this, Xiao Mu didn't dare to underestimate it. After all, this was Qing Yan's Lifebound Lamp.

The power of Qing Yan, who could easily suppress even the Curse Ghost, showed how formidable this Lifebound Lamp was.

Xiao Mu carefully put away the Lifebound Lamp, left the mountain cave, and returned to the sacred site of Qing Mountain.

"Thank you, young friend!"

Upon receiving the Lifebound Lamp, a relieved smile appeared on Old Monk Qing Yan's face as he sincerely thanked Xiao Mu.

"You're too polite," said Xiao Mu modestly.

"I've only helped you retrieve your Spirit Lamp, while you suppress the Curse Ghost. Your merit is immeasurable. What can that be compared to?"

Yet Old Monk Qing Yan said, "Regardless, since you helped me retrieve the Spirit Lamp, you have done me a favor."

After a pause, the monk's expression showed a hint of embarrassment, "I'm afraid I don't have much to offer as a token of my gratitude due to my own poverty."

"Well, I do have an Energy Crystal from defeating an Evil Ghost. I hope you accept it as a token of my gratitude for helping me this time, and please, do not belittle the gift despite its size."

He handed an Energy Crystal to Xiao Mu.

The Energy Crystal was indeed not very large, weighing about ten grams, likely acquired from defeating a Blue Blood Ghost.

Given that Old Monk Qing Yan had been engaged in suppressing the Curse Ghost and was unable to spare time, him being able to defeat a Blue Blood Ghost and obtain an Energy Crystal was quite impressive.

"Thank you, master."

Xiao Mu appreciated the gift, despite the significantly declined value of Energy Crystals these days, ten grams were still worth hundreds of thousands.

He took the crystal.

"Please wait a moment, and allow me to suppress the Curse Ghost before we talk again."

Old Monk Qing Yan turned around, holding the Spirit Lamp in his hand. He turned towards the Curse Ghost, which was suppressed and could barely make a sound, "Evil demon, will you submit?"

He flicked the flame with his hand, and a clump of True Fire detached from the Spirit Lamp and attacked the Curse Ghost.

"Argh!"

The power of this True Fire was even stronger than that of Xiao Mu's True Fire from his True Fire Talisman. Even the powerful Curse Ghost couldn't help but let out a painful wail when it was burnt. Its skin scorched, emanating a foul smell.

"Submit or not?"

Old Monk Qing Yan was completely unmoved by the Curse Ghost's wails. With a wave of his hand, another ball of fire soared toward the Curse Ghost.

"Argh!"

The Curse Ghost continuously cried out with painful screams but refused to surrender, desperately using the Soul-hooking rope to resist.

"Submit or not?"

Each time the monk questioned, he would cast a ball of True Fire at the Curse Ghost. Every attack would cause the Curse Ghost to cry out in agony. The question was asked three times, and the Curse Ghost was hit with the True Fire three times.

"Evil demon! If you refuse to submit, I will burn you three times every hour until you submit or until you are dead."

After finishing speaking, the ancient lamp suddenly flew out from his hand, flying above the Curse Ghost, suppressing it.

The Curse Ghost, which had just been wailing, quickly held up the Soul-hooking rope to resist the ancient lamp. It strained to hold on.

"Amitabha!"

Old Monk Qing Yan turned around, his facial expressions changing back from the vicious wrath aimed at the Curse Ghost to a gentle countenance facing Xiao Mu.

Such a change shocked Xiao Mu, who couldn't help but be amazed.

Although the monk appeared merciful and kind, his tactics towards enemies were harsh. Xiao Mu couldn't help but feel relieved that they were allies and not enemies.

Old Monk Qing Yan gave a gentle smile, "I have always relentlessly fought against evil, and I apologise if my actions made you uneasy."

Xiao Mu quickly said, "Please don't say that, master. Your compassionate heart and your decisive measures suit these turbulent times. We are in dire need of individuals like yourself in this era of chaos and demonic invasion."

"You're too kind!"

Clearly delighted with Xiao Mu's words, Old Monk Qing Yan issued a modest smile.

He thought for a while before asking, "May I ask if you carry your cellphone with you?"

Xiao Mu was taken aback. He couldn't discern why Old Monk Qing Yan would ask such a question. "Yes, I have it with me. Do you need a cellphone, master?"

"There is a matter that I cannot decide on my own and need to ask a friend for advice. Unfortunately, I don't have a cellphone. Would you mind doing me a small favor and help me send a text message to this friend?" Old Monk Qing Yan asked sincerely.

It was a small task to simply send a message, so naturally, he was willing to help.

However, Xiao Mu was curious. How could someone as powerful as Old Monk Qing Yan still need to seek advice from others?

Who could this person he was seeking advice from be?

"Of course."

Xiao Mu immediately said, "May I know whom the message will be sent to and the matter you want to inquire about?"

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