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Chapter 33

Chapter 33

When the wind blows, there's nothing left.

Qin Mubai held a craftsman's knife. The blade was wrapped in a few wisps of black mist, much like the mist around the evil spirits.


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The broken corner of the talisman was so damaged it barely resembled its former self. It felt like it would shatter into pieces if squeezed too hard.

It was almost dawn, and Ye Nianchu was still about ten minutes away from the town center.

She had several close calls with evil spirits. The talisman was no longer strong enough to scare away the powerful innkeeper spirit.

If the talisman failed, she wouldn’t get far before being dragged back.

Ye Nianchu decided to take a chance. If she threw the talisman at just the right moment, it might hold the evil spirits off for a bit and give her more time to escape.

Without trying, she had no chance of escaping.

She turned onto a narrow side path. The evil spirits followed closely behind, and more swarmed in. She calculated the time and distance as she ran.

The exit from the path was just ahead. If she could make it through, she’d be at the town entrance in about two minutes.

The innkeeper spirit, holding a kitchen knife, rushed up first. Ye Nianchu reacted quickly, dodging the knife and stabbing it in the body just in time.

She threw the talisman in front of the evil spirit and ran toward the exit.

The evil spirit couldn’t cross the talisman and was temporarily stopped.

But the talisman only delayed them for a few seconds before it shattered into powder.

Ye Nianchu didn’t look back. She could hear the evil spirits closing in. At least the innkeeper was stalled for now.

The talisman needed one more minute to cool down.

She mentally counted down the seconds.

Ye Nianchu was sweating heavily and breathing hard. Her strength was almost gone, and she relied only on willpower to keep running.

The evil spirits were faster than her. When the innkeeper reappeared, Ye Nianchu’s heart sank.

Normal evil spirits were somewhat scared of her rusty knife, but the more human-like innkeeper was not.

With ten seconds left on the talisman’s cooldown, her life depended on this moment.

Ye Nianchu swerved to avoid the kitchen knife, and sparks flew from the wall.

The sharp scraping sound of the knife against the wall was nerve-wracking.

“Five, four, three.”

The exit was right in front of her. Ye Nianchu gripped the knife with her left hand, and blood dripped from her palm.

Ignoring the pain, she stabbed the knife into the innkeeper’s chest.

As long as she didn’t die, even if she was on her last breath, the pain and injuries would disappear after she passed the level.

The runes on the knife shone brightly, pushing back the other evil spirits.

The horrific wailing from Daiyong Town was so frightening it made her skin crawl.

The innkeeper’s body stopped moving, its face began to rot and peel away, revealing a charred black body.

Its eyes were filled with fury as it glared at Ye Nianchu, seemingly ready to take her down with it.

But it didn’t get the chance. The exit was just a few steps away.

Ye Nianchu breathed heavily and walked towards the exit.

As soon as she stepped out of the town, she glanced back.

In the distance, a fire lit up the dark sky.

The town of Daiyong grew smaller and eventually disappeared from sight.
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