Dao of the Bizarre Immortal

“Hah!” Gao Zhijian exclaimed. He was topless and was having the halberd around at the entrance of the village. He looked like a giant capable of plowing through an entire army.

Red mist shrouded him as veins bulged all over him. A group of people wearing black cloth on their shoulders stood before him, and they looked like normal civilians except they were unusually agitated.

The people fearlessly charged at Gao Zhijian with their farming tools in hand.

“Do not be afraid of him! Chaaarge! We are the people of God Yu'er. Even if we die, we'll only become ghosts of God Yu’er! We'll reincarnate into emperors in our next life!”

A cold glint flashed, and three people standing in front of Gao Zhijian were cleaved in half; their insides splattered on the white wall. However, there were too many enemies, and Gao Zhijian could not handle all of them.

They had attacked in the middle of the night, so Gao Zhijian had no time to wear Peng Longteng’s armor before defending the village.

A stone flew across the air and struck Gao Zhijian on the head, injuring him.

“AAAAAAAH!” Gao Zhijian bent down, lowering his stance before throwing the halberd in his hands with all his might. The halberd flew toward where the stone had come from. The halberd spun like a boomerang and cleaved through the crowd. A kaleidoscope of blood and entrails exploded in the air like crimson fireworks.

Gao Zhijian followed the trail of blood to reach his halberd. However, the crowd behind him seemed mad. Despite facing Gao Zhijian's killing intent, none of them stepped backward. They charged at Gao Zhijian in a frenzy.

Amidst the chaos, a needle tied to a white thread flew over and struck a man’s face. The man's facial features melted as he screamed, but his scream was soon muffled as his mouth fell into his clothes down below. The man had become faceless!

“You can do it, musclehead! We're here to help!” Puppy shouted.

The Dharma Sect turned to look in the direction of Cowheart Village, and they laughed upon seeing a group of disabled people charging at them. Chun Xiaoman was furious upon seeing the corpses on the ground. She took out the bell that Li Huowang had given to her and shook it vigorously.

Then, she stuffed her mouth with dirt before commanding the two Wandering Gods in the air. The Wandering Gods nodded and pounced on the members of the Dharma Sect. Those unlucky enough collapsed to the ground upon getting hit by the Wandering Gods' attacks.

However, it was not enough. Chun Xiaoman placed the bell on her waist before taking off her shirt and revealing her innerwear covered in yellow paper. She took out a serrated short sword and tapped her forehead with it before chanting, “The disciple opens the third eye to stare at the heavens. May the masters' guard look upon us!

"Bestow upon us skin of bronze, bones of steel, and bestow upon us helmets and armor to protect ourselves! We turn the bronze bag thrice, and the steel bag is now thrice as heavy!”

Lu Xiucai and five other people did the same thing behind her. They used a serrated short sword to slice their skin open, allowing their blood to drip down their faces and finally onto the ground.

“Turn swords into feathers, rods into grass, and stones into bubbles! May the masters and the Heavenly Mater help the disciples!”

Chun Xiaoman, Lu Xiucai, and the five others finished their chant. Their eyes were large and unblinking as they charged toward the Dharma Sect members with their serrated short swords in hand.

Clang, clang, clang!

Lu Xiucai and Chun Xiaoman grew confident when they remained unscathed despite suffering a few attacks. The weapons of the enemies bounced off of their skin as if their skin were made of steel.

Chun Xiaoman and the others raised their weapons and fought back fiercely.

They could cut down others, but their enemies could not do the same to them. At this point, they were conducting a slaughter. With their help, the burden on Gao Zhijian dropped drastically. Soon, they turned the tides against such a large group of enemies with just so few of them.

The villagers of Cowheart Village gained courage upon seeing that the enemies were getting pushed back. They took up their farming tools and fought back as well.

Soon, the entrance to the village became incredibly chaotic.

More and more Dharma Sect members perished as time ticked by, and that was when an old dwarf woman wearing a tattered monk’s robe appeared from Gao Zhijian’s shadow and thrust a dagger made of black jade toward his waist.

Gao Zhijian endured the pain and looked down to see that the old woman’s face was covered with a black cloth. A massive word was written on the black cloth, and it said, "Witch."

An eerie aged chuckle came from the other side of the black cloth. “Hehehe~ Fold the paper money, burn the golden papers, pour the ceremonial wine, and burn the incense sticks. The year ends as the spring of the new year beckons at us.”

Puppy was hiding among the crowd, but when he saw Gao Zhijian's plight, he did not hesitate and waved the wish wood at the old woman. However, the old woman was unusually agile. She ran deeper into the chaotic battlefield with her weapon drawn.

“Care... care... careful! There’s...” Gao Zhijian couldn’t even finish his sentence when the old woman emerged from the shadow of a young lady fighting with her enhanced figure. The old woman easily slit the young lady’s throat with her dagger.

The young lady’s neck was easily sliced open, even though her skin was supposed to be immune to swords and daggers. She collapsed to the ground while desperately trying to hold back the blood gushing out of her neck.

“Hahaha! Praise be to God Yu’er! The golden bricks on the ground lay three feet high, and the tree of money is riddled with jewelry!”

“Nan’er!” Chun Xiaoman roared the young lady’s name out of despair.

Just then, a shiver went down her spine—someone was behind her!

Before the old woman could kill Chun Xiaoman, the Wandering Gods in the air flew down to force the old woman away.

However, the Wandering Gods' attacks had merely forced her back. The old woman's bizarre ability to seemingly change positions instantaneously forced Chun Xiaoman and the others to fight with their backs against each other.

They couldn't allow another sneak attack.

Cowheart Village is done for at this rate! I have to kill her, even if I have to pay a steep price! Chun Xiaoman took out the bell and shook it again. She followed Li Huowang’s instructions and shook her head vigorously to see the Wandering Gods in the air splitting into them.

Chun Xiaoman ordered them to attack the old woman, and they complied. A cold wind infused with yin energy engulfed Cowheart Village as the Wandering Gods flew into the sky and burrowed underground to search for the old woman.

Chun Xiaoman used three years of her lifespan, and her gamble had paid off. Against the encirclement of the Wandering Gods, the old woman was soon forced out of hiding and had no choice but to retreat.

The old woman was about to jump into her shadow once again when Puppy waved the wish wood. This time, the spell hit her; the Strayed One’s tongue on the wood moved slightly, confounding the old man.

Gao Zhijian took advantage of that opportunity, swinging his halberd. The heavy halberd split the old woman into a pile of meat and bones.

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