CHAPTER 1193: CHAPTER 1187: FIND A WAY TO SWINDLE THEM DRY

"Where did this unparalleled mighty person come from?"

"Isn’t he much better than that embarrassing Zhang Menglong?"

"We must find a way to locate that senior, with his ability, even the Ghost Emperor might not be able to defeat him!"

"That’s right, this is our hope of leaving this world, look at what Zhang Menglong is doing? He’s wandering around all day."

...

Seeing Yan Chixia’s majestic and domineering presence killing all around, everyone around the Demon Eye Ghost City showed expressions of admiration.

But only Kong Lan could see that the moves used by the man named Yan Chixia just now, he too had seen Zhang Menglong use them. If nothing unexpected happens, this man is definitely related to Zhang Menglong.

It’s just that he’s very curious, Yan Chixia attacking this Ghost City, why does Zhang Menglong at this moment seem like he’s standing on the side of the Ghost City? With his intelligence, he really can’t understand it!

"What’s he trying to do?"

"A Heaven-breaking realm undead? Didn’t he see our City Lord get injured?"

"With that physique of his, I’m afraid he can’t even withstand a single move from this powerhouse."

In Zhang Menglong’s eyes, his graceful rescue seemed unparalleled, but to other undead, it looked like a suicidal act. At this time, anyone with a bit of sense would probably have begun preparing to escape. They had just barely got a second chance at life, of course they wanted to live well.

"Who exactly are you, and why do you want to invade my Demon Eye Ghost City?" Zhang Menglong was full of ghostly aura.

"I am Taoist Yan Chixia, all goblins and specters deserve to be slain. I happened to pass by today, and I must eradicate all the demons in this city to uphold the Heavenly Way!"

"I would like to see how you uphold this Heavenly Way!" Zhang Menglong formed a formation, 10 Soul Cores turned to dust in his hands, which were exchanged with a proof of identity of a superior resident at a place akin to a pawnshop today.

The Soul Cores looked like black pearls, but due to energy leakage, a black haze surrounded them, appearing extremely eerie.

As the Soul Cores shattered, a 10-meter-tall phantom appeared around Zhang Menglong’s body!

"So what if it’s tall? It’s still just demon and ghost? Break it for me!" Yan Chixia raised his sword and soared into the sky, slashing towards Zhang Menglong’s head.

However, a shocking scene unfolded, where everyone thought Yan Chixia couldn’t possibly be stopped, Zhang Menglong unexpectedly slapped him flying two to three dozen meters away before he came to a stop.

"Did he actually send that human flying?"

"Oh my god, even Lord Demon Eye couldn’t do that, how did he manage it?"

"Did you notice, he just crushed 10 Soul Cores, could it be some special ability?"

"It must be so!"

...

The flames on the Ghost King were gradually extinguishing, but Yan Chixia’s sword and a beam of strong light still injured him considerably. He struggled to get up, contemplating as he looked at Zhang Menglong’s back.

Having once been a human, he naturally knew that there were many martial arts techniques which could rely on burning certain special things to forcibly enhance one’s power. Obviously, Zhang Menglong was now using such a technique, and the thing being burned was the Soul Core.

Initially, he had fallen into despair, since Yan Chixia’s strength exceeded his imagination by far. Just a single exchange had shown that he was no match for this foul Taoist. If today he was set on mass killing, not mentioning his own fall, but the entire Demon Eye Ghost City wouldn’t survive a single undead.

But Zhang Menglong’s appearance was undoubtedly like a silver lining, he was the hope for their Demon Eye Ghost City.

As the Ghost King of Demon Eye Ghost City, he had plenty of Soul Cores!

"Brother, don’t fear, I know your Secret Technique requires burning lots of Soul Cores, I have plenty here, whether Demon Eye Ghost City survives depends entirely on you!"

"Then hurry up and bring some over!" Zhang Menglong feigned urgency, "Can’t you see I’m barely holding on?"

"Lord Demon Eye, I’ve seen this person, he only just entered our Demon Eye Ghost City today, likely a newbie, he probably doesn’t have many Soul Cores on him." One Ghost Soldier hastily stepped forward supporting Demon Eye and telling him about Zhang Menglong’s situation.

"So that’s how it is, no wonder with his skills he could only produce 10 Soul Cores," Demon Eye murmured. In this Demon Eye Ghost City, even the poorest undead could easily produce hundreds of Soul Cores."

Demon Eye directly handed Zhang Menglong a container filled with Soul Cores. "Brother, we rely on you to repel this foul Taoist!"

Zhang Menglong grabbed that pendent-like container. With a rough glance, there were at least over a hundred thousand Soul Cores inside.

Of course, compared to the total Soul Core count in the whole Demon Eye Ghost City, this was probably not even a fraction, but the Sect Leader wasn’t in a hurry — swindling and cheating were all about taking it one step at a time, no need to rush. This time it’s more than ten thousand, next time maybe it’ll be ten or hundred times that.

Zhang Menglong stored the Soul Cores away and began to play his act again, the ghostly silhouette around him suddenly increased to over thirty meters tall.

"Foul Taoist, let’s continue!" Zhang Menglong beckoned to Yan Chixia.

"Drawing a dragon or tiger doesn’t draw the bones, a ghost is still a ghost, evil can never prevail over good!" Chanting a classic line, Yan Chixia instantly butted against Zhang Menglong once more, battling fiercely.

Of course, if Zhang Menglong were to really fight, he’d probably be defeated by a single move from Yan Chixia, but now Yan Chixia was like the number one actor in the server, his goal was to fool all these little ghosts together with Zhang Menglong.

"Boom!" A golden light flashed, Yan Chixia was once again slapped flying by Zhang Menglong, showing an unwilling look, he unexpectedly turned to run.

"Trying to run? Ask me first!" Zhang Menglong cast a glance back at Demon Eye, "Do you have any more Soul Cores? I must kill this Taoist today!"

"Yes! Yes!" Demon Eye only brought so many Soul Cores, but the Ghost Soldiers also had some, "Everyone, take out your Soul Cores and give them to this hero!"

The undead immediately started piecing together and really managed to gather tens of thousands of Soul Cores.

Zhang Menglong readily accepted them without any courtesy and then chased in the direction of Yan Chixia.

"Hope he can finish off that human!"

"He surely can, as long as this Taoist is alive, our Demon Eye Ghost City won’t have peace."

"He’s the hero of Demon Eye Ghost City!"

"To be safe, more Soul Cores need to be prepared?" Demon Eye flicked his sleeve, "Follow me to the treasury! We must use the entire city’s power to assist him in eliminating the external enemy!"

...

At this time, Zhang Menglong and Yan Chixia had run beyond a hundred miles. Aside from Kong Lan, everyone else was extremely nervous, afraid that Yan Chixia would really be defeated by Zhang Menglong.

But then a miraculous scene appeared, the two suddenly stopped, sitting together horizontally on a tree on a cliff.

"Dean, how was my acting just now?" Yan Chixia’s beard almost smiled off.

"Actor Emperor, at least the Actor Emperor!"

"Then the thing you promised..." Yan Chixia excitedly rubbed his hands.

"Take it!" Zhang Menglong directly handed him a few bottles of Hongxing Erguotou, "Have your fill today!"

"Thank you, Dean!" Yan Chixia opened the cap and started guzzling down.

"Here’s 120,000, just got an extra 40,000," Zhang Menglong calculated this round’s loot, "I need to find a way to empty out this Ghost City in one go!"

...

"They...know each other?" The eyes of those staring at the screen were growing progressively larger.

"I understand! They’re in cahoots, trying to scam all those undead of the Soul Cores, all that Secret Technique, all that burning Soul Cores, it’s all fake!"

"This...is truly shameless, fooling even ghosts..."