Chapter 76: The Invincible Yaoyao, the Great Helper Wu Chang Jun

Chapter 76 - The Invincible Yaoyao, the Great Helper Wu Chang Jun Note: If you want the continuity of this story consider to join Pãtreon/Flokixy to access advance Chapters and help me translate more Chapters for you The commotion was enormous. Gu Xuesong and Gu Yu, who had narrowly escaped with their lives, were already deeply concerned about Yaoyao. Upon hearing the tone of the evil cultivator's voice, their faces lit up with joy. Their daughter/sister was going to win! They couldn't tear their eyes away, staring intently at the battle, terrified that something might go wrong at the last moment. "Yaoyao, beat him up good!" "Even if you kill him, it's fine—I'll take responsibility!" Gu Yu shouted impulsively in his overly dramatic tone, making Gu Xuesong's forehead twitch uncontrollably. "Did you hear that? My seventh brother told me to beat you up!" "I'll make you pay for hurting people! Die!" Yaoyao grinned mischievously, revealing her tiny fangs as she clenched her fists tightly, delivering blow after blow with increasing ferocity. After crossing the threshold into the seventh rank, Yaoyao was only a few merits away from reaching the eighth rank. In essence, she already possessed the strength of an eighth-rank cultivator. This time, fueled by sheer determination, she fought with relentless aggression. Chen Xiuming, reeling under the barrage of punches, felt his life force destabilizing. As he turned back, he spat out a mouthful of blood. "You brat—how dare you deceive me!" His face turned deathly pale, his earlier bravado completely evaporated. Though his words remained defiant, they lacked conviction, betraying his inner fear. The more they fought, the clearer it became to Chen that this child prodigy far surpassed him—not just by a small margin but significantly. And despite her young age, her combat instincts and techniques were far superior to his own. What kind of monster was she? Even someone who started cultivating from the womb wouldn't be this absurd! He was losing both in terms of raw power and skill. Chen realized immediately that prolonging the fight would spell disaster for him. While he craved strength, his survival instinct outweighed everything else. If captured, the best-case scenario for him would be imprisonment—a fate he couldn't stomach. A flicker of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. With a swift motion, he clawed out a piece of flesh from his body and infused it with spiritual energy, revealing its true form—a mystical artifact resembling a lantern. Such artifacts, also known as "spirit vessels," were used to house souls. After being refined by Chen, its capabilities had been amplified exponentially. Forming a hand seal, he unleashed countless ghostly apparitions from within the vessel. The horde of spirits surged toward Yaoyao like a dark cloud. Among them were over a dozen red ghosts, alongside countless green and white ones, forming an overwhelming mass. The red ghosts, steeped in karma, could be killed without consequence. However, many of the green and white ghosts were forcibly summoned innocents whose deaths would incur significant karmic repercussions. Yet, leaving them alive posed another problem—they could delay Yaoyao long enough for Chen to escape. This ruthless tactic was typical of evil cultivators. Unable to match her strength, he resorted to desperate measures, knowing full well that orthodox cultivators were bound by numerous restrictions. Yaoyao slowed down, clearly hindered by the swarm of spirits. Seeing this, Chen couldn't help but rejoice. "Hahahaha! I underestimated you this time, but next time, I'll make sure to skin you alive and extract your bones!" Though he couldn't defeat this child prodigy himself, he could enlist the help of an eighth-rank cultivator from his organization! Such a young genius would undoubtedly pique their interest. At this point, any thoughts of monopolizing her talents vanished. After all, given her extraordinary potential, unless he stumbled upon some heaven-defying opportunity, he'd never surpass her in this lifetime. Having nearly died here today, his hatred for her burned fiercely—it was a grudge that no amount of water could extinguish. Even at the cost of failure, he vowed to eliminate her. Yaoyao, too, understood the danger of letting such a formidable opponent escape. Once hidden in the shadows, this seventh-rank Mystic Master could retaliate not just against her but also her parents and even the entire Gu family. She had to eradicate the threat completely! As Chen prepared to flee, Yaoyao's round eyes narrowed. Glancing at the horde of spirits, she steeled herself to bear the karmic consequences and strike. But before she could act, chains of soul-binding energy extended from the void. With a resonant hum, the chains lashed out, striking the spirits like moths drawn to flames. These soul-binding chains aligned with the laws of the underworld, severing karmic ties even as they destroyed the spirits. The one wielding them clearly held back, yet the sheer suppression caused the spirits to collapse like jellyfish, falling limp to the ground en masse. In the blink of an eye, a clear path was carved through the dense swarm of ghosts. A low, authoritative voice echoed in Yaoyao's ear. "You handle the Mystic Master. Leave these spirits to me." Yaoyao paused, turning to see Xie Bi'an—the White Impermanence—silently standing beside her in his pristine white robes. His expression stern, he wasted no words, lightly flicking his fingers to activate the chains once more. The cold iron chains swept through the air, utterly decimating the ghostly horde, rendering them incapable of further interference. Witnessing his prowess, Yaoyao's eyes sparkled with admiration, now free from worry. With a mighty roar, she charged toward the fleeing Chen like a cannonball. Chen, sensing something amiss, turned around only to freeze in shock. How had this child closed the distance so quickly?! He could still sense that his summoned spirits hadn't been completely annihilated, which baffled him even more. He had issued them a death command—they should have fought to the bitter end regardless of their will. So what trick had this child used? Little did he know, Yaoyao had the help of Xie Bi'an—an existence akin to a game-breaking cheat. Whether it was one wave or several waves of spirits, none stood a chance against him. With the aid of a contraction talisman and her full force, Yaoyao closed the gap in two breaths. Her fist connected squarely with Chen's body. The impact reverberated like thunder, shaking the surrounding area for miles. "Whoa, that's insane!" Gu Yu swallowed hard, momentarily worried about his sister's safety. But seeing Chen coughing up blood, he instantly relaxed. His sister remained as invincible as ever. Thus, as she sprinted after Chen, Gu Yu harbored no fears of ambushes. Instead, he cheered her on enthusiastically, though he couldn't help but wonder if the commotion was too loud. Wouldn't she accidentally kill him outright? And it wasn't just him thinking this; the two businessmen accompanying Gu Xuesong shared the same sentiment. Exchanging silent glances, they saw nothing but terror reflected in each other's eyes. A single thought crystallized in their minds: Never provoke the Gu family. Before, they feared the family's wealth and influence. Now, they feared the little prodigy guarding it. The difference in intimidation was stark. Losing in business meant living miserably—but provoking this girl meant instant death. Even the strongest skull would shatter like a melon under her fist. Life was paramount, and those who held the power of life and death inspired the deepest fear. While the two men silently branded the Gu family as untouchable, Yaoyao returned triumphantly, dragging Chen's limp body like a dead dog. Her round face radiated pure joy.