I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

So many people were surrounding the Black Hand Skeleton with covetous eyes, and there were magic arrays set up all around, so he couldn't run away even if he wanted to. If he wanted to stay alive, he could only let me use the Blood Refining Ball to drain his cultivation.

Seeing the blood refining ball floating towards the black-handed skeleton, his eyes were filled with fear, but he did not dare to resist at all.

Soon, the blood refining ball fell on his body, separating out countless red blood threads that covered the entire body of the black-handed skeleton.

This blood refining ball seems to be able to improve and cultivate itself, and it can consume both meat and vegetables. When I saw it devouring the cultivation of the Black Hand Skeleton, the red blood vessels turned black.

It might be because the Black-Handed Skeleton and the Formless Ghost King had both refined themselves into appearances that were neither human nor ghost, one filled with corpse energy and the other filled with ghost energy. However, these powers could be converted into energy and swallowed by the Blood Refining Ball.

All evil cultivators have their cultivation levels rapidly improved through various evil means. Although their cultivation levels have reached a certain level, they feel similar to that of the headmaster of the Longmen Sect.

But when they really competed, they could clearly feel that they were far inferior to the headmaster of the Longmen Sect.

Serious practitioners have a solid foundation, and at the same level, their strength is much stronger than these evil practitioners.

Only a top-notch evil cultivator like the Blood Spirit Ancestor can ignore this rule. I've heard from Kasan before that the Blood Spirit Ancestor was an old monster who had lived for more than 200 years. His cultivation foundation was naturally very solid, not much worse than those masters from the big sects.

As the blood on the blood refining ball gradually turned back to white, the Black Hand Skeleton's cultivation was completely drained.

Now he only has two breaths left. In order to let Team Leader Bai take it back to report, I can only put the Blood Refining Ball away.

Things here were settled. I asked Kasan, the sloppy Taoist priest and the others to take the black-handed skeleton back to the special task force first. I took Uncle Huzi and Xiaopang back to the ancestral tomb in Zhangjiabao and rearranged it to cover up the Tai Chi dizzy Feng Shui layout. I also found Zhang Dagui and told him how to bury the descendants of Zhangjiabao in the future.

Although I didn't make much money from this job, I was able to absorb the power of the great evil cultivator, so it was not a loss.

But this time, when the Blood Refining Ball returned to my body, I felt a little strange. Part of the energy that the Blood Refining Ball transferred to my body made me feel a little repulsive.

No matter what the situation is, as long as it can improve my cultivation, it's fine.

I estimated that if I could digest the cultivation of these two great evil cultivators, my cultivation would be able to reach the level of Ghost Immortal.

From a wizard to a Taoist priest, from a Taoist priest to the realm of true person, from the realm of true person to the realm of ghost fairy, each promotion is a qualitative leap.

And every improvement in cultivation would be very difficult. Now in Maoshan Sect, some old Taoist priests are in their seventies or eighties, but they still remain in the realm of true person, and some are even still in the realm of Taoist priests.

If I hadn't relied on the Blood Refining Ball to constantly devour the cultivation of various masters, I wouldn't have been able to get close to the Ghost Fairyland at the age of twenty-something, which is beyond the reach of most practitioners.

In terms of realm, I am much higher than the sloppy Taoist priest, but the sloppy Taoist priest is a disciple of a big sect. He has made his way up step by step, and his solid foundation is something I cannot compare to.

Most of the methods my master, the old man, taught me were related to Feng Shui formations. As for improving my cultivation, he only taught me a set of Xuan Zhen Wu Yuan Gong mental methods. The rest was basically figured out by me step by step. Now it seems that the path I've taken seems to have deviated a bit.

Fortunately, the old man doesn’t care much about me. I can do whatever I want as long as I can survive.

As long as my cultivation can reach the level of Earthly Immortal, it will be possible for me to withstand the heavenly tribulation alone.

However, this road is still long and difficult. Next time I pass the tribulation, I don’t know whether I can survive. Everything depends on God’s will.

After we finished our work, we went to the special task force to meet up with the sloppy Taoist priest and his men.

The sloppy Taoist priest originally wanted to go back to take care of his master, but because he got the soul-calling flag, which still imprisoned many evil soldiers and generals, they might be able to play a big role in the future.

Therefore, the sloppy Taoist priest planned to go back to Yanbei with me to let Mr. Ba see if this soul-calling flag still has any use.

The various methods of cultivation on Mount Mao are very complicated, and there is also the Ghost Gate Sect which specializes in refining ghosts and zombies. Even if he has a soul-summoning flag, others can't say anything because they are professionals in this field.

In addition, we also got the black-handed skeleton's bone whip. This magic weapon is extremely sinister. If the Wanluo Sect sells it, it can be sold for a high price. However, anyone who can take over this bone whip must be an evil cultivator.

The Wanluo Sect opened its doors for business, and what they did was business with cultivators. They didn't care whether the other party was a righteous cultivator or an evil cultivator. As long as they paid, they would sell any magical weapon.

I also don't want this bone whip to fall into the hands of other evil cultivators and be used to harm people, so I put it in the Dragon-Tiger Mirror. It would be a pity to destroy it, maybe it can come in handy in the future.

So, our group returned to Yanbei. Kasan did not follow us back. He told us that his master had been in seclusion and he wanted to go and see his master.

When Sha Qianli was in seclusion, he said that he would not come out until he reached the level of immortality. Many years have passed now and I don’t know what the situation is like now. In fact, I have always wanted to meet this legendary number one killer in China.

As long as Kasan keeps following us, we will see him sooner or later.

It was two days later when I returned to Yanbei.

As soon as we returned to the courtyard, Mr. Ba seemed to have smelled something and squatted on a big tree in the yard waiting for us.

As soon as he saw the Eighth Master, the sloppy Taoist priest started flattering him as usual, praising the Eighth Master so much that he became a little too proud of himself.

I seriously suspect that Mr. Ba showed up specifically to suck up to the sloppy Taoist priest.

Just when Mr. Ba was happily jumping on the tree after being patted by the sloppy Taoist priest, Xiaopang called out "Dad", which made Mr. Ba stop jumping immediately. He turned around angrily and faced Xiaopang with his butt.

The sloppy Taoist priest pushed Xiao Pang aside and walked over with a smile: "Master Ba, this time we dealt with two great evil cultivators, one is called Black Hand Skeleton and the other is called Formless Ghost King. Have you heard of them?"

The Eighth Master then turned around and nodded, "I've heard that these two did a lot of immoral things decades ago, but their methods were really average. It's normal for them to fall into your hands. There was another powerful character back then, called Eight-Faced Yama, who was much stronger than them."