I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 15 The evil spirit appears! (Please follow up and read!)

 On the wide deck.

An elder looked at the remaining coolies and shouted, "Everyone, we, the Sanhe Gang, will explain to you the people who died tragically last night. Each person who died can receive a pension of two taels of silver. No. One tael of silver for each dead person will be given to you now. Don’t worry, we, the Sanhe Gang, have discovered clues about the evil spirits here and will never let you continue to sacrifice."

He waved his hand, and a fast ship came from not far away, carrying a large box of silver on it.

 There were more than a dozen Sanhe Gang disciples responsible for escorting him.

 A large box of silver was quickly brought up.

 When the lid of the box was opened, everyone in the panic suddenly became short of breath.

 Everyone is staring at the white silver.

"The pension money for the deceased will be collected by the friends or relatives of the deceased for the time being. But remember, anyone who has taken the money is not allowed to escape secretly. If anyone dares to escape secretly, don't blame me, the Sanhe Gang, for being unreasonable. Now, our Sanhe Gang has recorded all of your names and home addresses."

The elder's tone was solemn, and his eyes swept towards everyone.

 The expressions of all the coolies suddenly changed and their scalps became numb.

 Soon, the elder began to ask people to distribute money.

 Everyone received his share.

“Elder, I have something I don’t know whether to say or not.”

 Suddenly, Yang Fang in the crowd couldn't help but speak.

The elder glanced at Yang Fang coldly and said, "Speak!"

Yang Fang continued to speak, "Even if you let me be used as bait, can you equip us with weapons? So that even if we really encounter evil spirits, we may be able to resist them and not die silently. Trust me If you can only block it for even a breath, the elders will arrive immediately to capture the evil spirit."

The elder frowned and looked back at his gang leader.

Gang leader Wei Tianlong said coldly, "Bring them swords!"

 “Yes, Gang Leader!”

 Guanshi Cheng responded with his fists in his arms.

 He turned around and left, but subconsciously glanced at Yang Fang.

 Not long after, two large boxes of weapons were delivered.

 Many coolies quickly searched for the one that suited them.

Yang Fang picked out a sharp long sword from the many weapons at a glance. It was about one meter and two meters long and sharp. The quality seemed to be better than the one he bought for one tael of silver.

The leader of the gang, Wei Tianlong, took a look at everyone and once again led a group of elders to leave the place.

Manager Cheng ordered a group of coolies to quickly transport the food on the boat and began to leave.

 Time spent.

 Then everyone started to eat.

 Another day passed in the blink of an eye.

 Yang Fang, who practiced for a day, still failed to return to reality.

 He sighed in his heart and became nervous again.

In this case, even if we return to reality, there is probably nothing we can do.

 After all, his cultivation in reality cannot be brought to this world, and the items in reality cannot be brought either.

Yang Fang glanced at the panel again.

Name: Yang Fang

 Life expectancy: 21/34 years

Cultivation level: first level (30/60)

 Mind Method: Mastery of Yang Yan Jue (171/300)

 Martial skills: Mastery of Thirteen Gale Swords (30/300), Mastery of Shadowless Sword (315/500)

 Qualifications: Ordinary qualifications (5/15)

“If nothing else happens, Shadowless Sword should be able to break through to the next level tonight.”

Yang Fang secretly said.

 He has been groping for the past few days and has figured out some of the hidden functions of the panel.

Whether it is mental skills or martial arts, as long as you advance to a higher level, your qualifications will also improve. The more advanced the skills, the faster your qualifications will improve.

 Conversely, when the qualifications increase, the speed of practicing the skills will also increase.

For example, if he practices Yang Yan Jue with his current qualifications, he can generate 10 experience points in Yang Yan Jue in one night.

 It has always been 6 o'clock before.

 Night falls.

 The stars recede.

Yang Fang looked outside again through the gap in the window.

At this sight, I couldn’t help but feel solemn.

It was foggy outside at some point, and it looked deserted. Through the white mist, one could vaguely see the light of torches coming from the buildings and boats more than ten meters away.

"It's getting foggy."

Yang Fang felt uneasy.

He was worried that the evil spirit might take advantage of the foggy weather to act again, so he did not dare to continue practicing swordsmanship. Instead, he leaned against the wall and silently practiced Yang Yan Jue again.

Unconsciously, a few more hours passed.

Yang Fang suddenly woke up from his practice and couldn't help but glance out the window again.

I saw that the fog outside became thicker, and at some point it had completely covered the entire river. Even the torches on the boats where the elders were sitting were no longer visible.

The gray mist is extremely oppressive and has an indescribable weird feeling.

What’s even weirder is that the entire ship seems to have become completely silent.

At this moment, not even a sound could be heard, and all the grunts and noises disappeared.

 It was as if I was suddenly in an invincible abyss that was extremely quiet.

 “The evil spirit is coming again?”

Yang Fang's head jumped, feeling nervous, and he held the sword tightly.

 With such a heavy fog, why didn’t the elders come over to check?

While Yang Fang was feeling anxious, strange footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside the door.

  Click, click.

The sound was weak, as if someone was moving.

Not only that, there was an unspeakable smell of rotting water and grass that suddenly came, extremely clear, and rushed into the room along the cracks in the door and window.

At this moment, the cold hair on Yang Fang's body suddenly stood up, and he quickly held his breath.

The evil spirit has boarded the boat?



Sounds of harsh door opening sounds suddenly came from the right side of the corridor, only a dozen meters away from him.

It seemed that the evil spirit was pushing the door open from the outside.

  Click, click..

Faint footsteps walked towards that room.

Yang Fang could hear every footsteps clearly.

He could even imagine what was happening in the corridor at this moment, and it felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Which evil spirits are going to push down the doors one by one?

His heart was pounding, and he was horrified. He moved slowly towards the window on one side, pushed the window gently, trying not to make a sound, and tried to escape through the window.

 But he still overestimated the quality of this ancient window.

　　Because it was too close to death before, when it was pushed at this moment, it inevitably made a harsh sound.

The moment this sound sounded, a strange laughter suddenly came from the corridor outside.

"Hee hee hee"

This laughter was approaching him quickly, as if the evil spirit had noticed his movements.

 accompanied by bursts of extremely pungent smell of rotting water plants.

The closed doors were shaking rapidly, making a clicking sound. Yang Fang felt as if an extremely huge shadow was pressing towards his room, and the terrifying aura made him feel horrified.

 “Elder, help!”

He finally yelled desperately, slammed open the window and jumped outside.

 (End of this chapter)