"You guys wait here for a while, I'm off to buy so oranges... I an, I'll go negotiate with him. Whatever you see later, don't get too nervous or scared, I've got this!"
Having said that, Zhang nglong stepped directly into Academician Qian's house.
"Sheesh, it's really quite cold," Zhang nglong rubbed his arms, his newly cultivated "Nine Yang Divine Qi" flowed through his body, instantly expelling the chill, "Lucky for
I've got divine skills to protect . But these Kaibong friends of ours who've had quite the good life are really capable, the strength of this Soul Body isn't weak at all."
Because the energy frequencies are totally different, even people like Yin Wuyi and ng Tianhe can do nothing about such Energy Entities, and might even be killed by them.
"Damn, I should've paid more attention when Yan Chixia and Fahai taught ," Zhang nglong muttered to himself. Since Zhang nglong wasn't interested in things like exorcism, at the ti he only learned Yan Chixia's "Basic Exorcism," and had no idea if it'd be enough to deal with this kind of Spiritual Body.
However, since these Soul Bodies have developed so consciousness of their own, it wasn't necessarily a given that Zhang nglong would have to resort to violence. After all, the ancient proverbs hold much truth.
"Praj??a Paramita Hrdaya, Sharingan, activate!"
Energy surged toward Zhang nglong's eyes, and suddenly everything he saw completely changed. Countless unaware, weak Energy Entities were wandering around, and right in front of him was a blood-red shadow, floating above the unconscious Academician Qian, seemingly trying to invade his body.
But on Academician Qian's chest, a seemingly ordinary Amulet was emitting a holy light, blocking the invasion of the Soul Body. However, the light's strength was growing weaker, clearly, it had already been weakened by the Soul Body's assault.
Na: Zheng Jiazi
Race: Spiritual Body
Potential Index: 22
Gift: Rage
Skill: Hair Control (E)
Evaluation: A vengeful spirit ford from imnse rage. With the Host's current level of Taoism, he's likely to be overpowered.
"This thing's that tough?" Zhang nglong didn't expect he really couldn't handle it.
"Mr. President, because the energy frequencies are incompatible, although your current strength has surpassed that of the average Heavenly Origin Boundary Martial Artist and your energy exceeds 30 units, you barely can touch it. To draw an analogy, when sound travels into a vacuum, it can't continue forward. These Soul Bodies are like a vacuum, and your power is like sound. Do you get what I an?"
"No wonder Yan Chixia's course was so complex," Zhang nglong muttered to himself. He rembered Yan Chixia's first lesson was about how to adjust one's energy frequency and even studying the Exorcism course required completing a year of high school physics first. Now he understood why.
"Well, I don't necessarily have to fight!"
Zhang nglong extended his hand, and a Nine Dragons Thunderous Fla blossod directly in his palm.
This fla contained the power of thunder and even if Zhang nglong didn't adjust his energy frequency, it still posed a certain threat to these kinds of Spiritual Body creatures.
Feeling the power of this fla, the red Soul Body imdiately detached itself from Old Qian and unfurled its hair, beneath which hid a pale and hideous face. Underneath those red locks were a pair of hands, sharp and deadly.
"Motherfucker! Just looking at it could scare soone to death!" Facing such a thing for the first ti, even Zhang nglong felt so inner panic, though he understood all the scientific principles that these weren't any mysterious supernatural beings. But doesn't everyone have so childhood nightmares?
"Kaibong people sure like to ss around with all this stuff," Zhang nglong watched the raging Soul Body and quickly started to retreat back into the courtyard.
"He's out!"
"Zhang nglong, how did it go?"
"Don't co over!" Zhang nglong instantly stopped the people who wanted to inquire about the situation. They didn't have Amulets like Academician Qian, and if targeted, that would be extrely dangerous.
"Hey! What's your na?"
"Ah? I... my na is Zhou Tao," the Longxia mber standing in front of Zhang nglong answered.
"I wasn't asking you!"
"What?"
He wasn't asking a person, was he asking a ghost?
"Hey, are you listening to ?" Zhang nglong continued to ask, but the spiritual body simply stared at him, wanting to attack but also seemingly afraid of the flas on Zhang nglong's body, because it could feel that if it touched the flas, its energy would be depleted.
And for such a spiritual entity, once its energy is exhausted, that's the end—it completely disappears and dies.
"Oh, right, this is a Kaibong ghost, I should be speaking Kaibong language, 'Kong ni qi wa!'"
The spiritual body cocked its head, seemingly understanding a bit.
"A na ta nuo na ma ye wa nan de si ka?"
"What is he saying?" Old Zhou asked.
"It seems like he's asking the ghost for its na."
"Ridiculous! This is absolutely ridiculous!"
"Do you see this fla in my hand, about the size of a sandbag? If I slapped you with it, you might just die!"
"But I'm a kind-hearted person, I don't like to bully ghosts. Let's negotiate—you let Qian Academician go, return to Kaibong, do whatever you want, and I absolutely won't ddle, how about that?"
"I'll even burn money for you, from the Heaven and Earth Bank, 100 trillion enough for you? It should be enough for you to live lavishly for a few thousand years down there. I'll burn a few handso guys for you too, absolutely based on the appearances of Kaibong male celebrities. How about Chuangu Hui Xiong; should I ntion him for you?"
"If 100 trillion isn't enough, how about 1 quadrillion? Plus a Rolls-Royce, plus a set of Tang Chenyi products, absolutely making you the brightest catch in all of Kaibong."
"I'm telling you now, I'm nicely talking to you. I advise you not to be ungrateful. I'm negotiating with you as a courtesy, don't you disrespect . If you disrespect , I will lose my temper!"
...
The people around couldn't see the spiritual body; they could only see Zhang nglong holding a fla in his palm and mouthing off to the air in front of him.
"Sijia, you've learned Kaibong language, could you help us translate?"
"This... okay..." Qian Sijia translated what Zhang nglong had just said sentence by sentence.
"He... he's negotiating with a ghost?"
"I've lived this long and this is the first ti I'm seeing soone do such a thing?"
"I'm speechless. I used to believe in science, then I believed in Managent Studies, now I believe in Zhang nglong."
"Don't say you're speechless, I think even the ghost is speechless. Can you believe soone is actually bargaining with it?"
Ghost: "I've never been this speechless in my life."
...
Zhang nglong rattled off a bunch, but the spiritual body still seed to have a half-understanding look.
Suddenly, its eyes emitted a burst of red light, and from its mouth ca a piercing scream, as if soone far away was controlling it.
The temperature around suddenly dropped a significant amount, and its hair suddenly started to wildly dance like snakes, launching an attack towards the nearest Qian Sijia.
"It seems to have lost its autonomy completely; it's just a puppet being controlled," Zhang nglong quickly stepped in front of Qian Sijia.
The Nine Dragons Thunderous Fla ford a barrier in front of Zhang nglong, the hair instantaneously ignited, and then quickly retracted.
However, the energy of the spiritual body had not decreased; the Nine Dragons Thunderous Fla seed to have very limited lethality on it, at most it could only block it for a while.
Seeing its attack was useless, it imdiately turned back towards Qian Academician in the room—its sole purpose for appearing in Huaxia was Qian Academician!
"Damn!" Zhang nglong couldn't help but swear, "All this talking for nothing, do you really need
to give you a physical exorcism, is that it?"
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