I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

Chapter 104: The Annihilation of the Wind Moon Tower Ghost

At the time of sunset, the sky cast down its last touch of afterglow, draping the earth with a layer of dreamy golden gauze.

Lu Xuan sat quietly inside the inn, and the collapsed wall had been temporarily repaired by the people of the Profound Bird Guard.

As time passed, the golden glow at the horizon was slowly fading away.

"Hmm?"

"Yin energy!"

The next moment, Lu Xuan seemed to sense something, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and instantly he was outside the inn.

The street was silent; except for Lu Xuan, there was no one else around.

As for the people of the Profound Bird Guard, Lu Xuan had long instructed them to guard the ends of the street, ensuring no one could enter.

Lu Xuan’s eyes flickered with a crimson radiance, appearing particularly dazzling in the dim afterglow.

Looking around, the doors of the shops on either side of the street were tightly shut.

But just then, a bustling, extravagant building suddenly appeared out of thin air on an empty plot.

In front of the building’s entrance hung a large plaque with three big characters inscribed on it.

Fengyue Building!

On the second floor, several scantily clad young women were eerily waving back and forth to the empty street, coyly calling out.

Seeing this, the corners of Lu Xuan’s mouth slightly curled up, and without hesitation, he walked over.

Just as Lu Xuan stepped through the door, the scene inside the building unfolded in his eyes.

Inside the building, there were countless guests, each accompanied by several charming women, in a scene of great excitement and liveliness.

Especially, several alluring women were briskly walking, followed by some men who appeared utterly obsessed.

"Hehehe... Xiaoqing, don’t run, let this young master give you a kiss!"

A young man dressed as a wealthy noble chuckled wickedly, chasing after a beautiful woman.

If Hua Tianhai were here, he would instantly recognize that this wealthy young master was none other than his grandson, Hua Jianghe.

Of course, Lu Xuan would not know this.

Seeing these chasing, playful scenes filled with laughter, Lu Xuan’s heart remained calm.

However, when Lu Xuan looked at these people, especially those charming women, a mysterious heat stirred deep in his pupils.

Such strong Yin energy!

However, Lu Xuan suppressed the urge to act; he was still waiting for the apparition of the Wind Moon Tower Ghost to appear.

Otherwise, if it got scared away, it would be like picking up a sesame and losing a watermelon.

At this moment, the same woman clad in a seductive red gauze hurriedly approached from afar.

Behind the woman, two alluring young women followed closely.

"Sir~ come, this way please....."

"Shuang, Xiaoli, quickly entertain the gentleman!"

A rich fragrance rushed forward, and as Lu Xuan smelled it, the innate Qi in his body instantly extinguished this strange aroma.

Just as the two women were about to reach out and touch Lu Xuan.

"Hmph!"

Lu Xuan snorted coldly, and a powerful surge erupted around him, immediately sending the two women flying afar.

In the ensuing moment, under the gaze of everyone in the building, the two women transformed into wisps of rising white smoke, drifting up to the rooftop.

And this action of Lu Xuan’s froze all movements within Fengyue Building.

The previously bustling and playful scene seemed to freeze in time, falling into a bizarre standstill.

It wasn’t long before the bright candlelights inside Fengyue Building gradually turned eerie and cold.

A deep green glow lightly licked across the faces of everyone in Fengyue Building.

In the blink of an eye, all the previously vibrant guests turned into withered skeletons.

Those lifeless dried bones eerily moved, mechanically repeating the same actions over and over.

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gazing toward the second floor of Fengyue Building.

To be precise, Lu Xuan was looking at the room directly facing the staircase on the second floor.

The door appeared somewhat worn, with strange green light seeping through old window paper.

And behind the window paper on the door, was a faintly discernible dark shadow.

There appeared to be two shadowy arms holding a comb, busily combing a waterfall of black hair.

"Finally, it’s here."

Seeing this terrifying scene, Lu Xuan’s expressionless face finally showed a hint of excitement.

Compared to the countless charming women just now.

Only these extraordinary, eerie ghost figures could elicit such an intense reaction from him.

Swish!

Lu Xuan’s body vanished like lightning, leaving only a vague afterimage.

In less than a breath, Lu Xuan’s body reappeared on the second floor of Fengyue Building.

Standing recklessly in front of the door, Lu Xuan’s eyes gleamed with a brilliant crimson light, even overwhelming the green light from within the room.

For the shadow inside the room, Lu Xuan’s sudden appearance at the door halted its combing motion.

But before it could comprehend what had happened.

The next second, a multitude of solidified crimson Qi surged around Lu Xuan, exuding a terrifyingly high-temperature aura of death.

The decaying window paper on the door spontaneously ignited without any flame, quickly consumed by crimson flame, reduced to ash falling on the ground.

Without the barrier of the old window paper, Lu Xuan saw the true form of the shadow.

It was a figure entirely shrouded in pitch-black hair.

"Is this the Wind Moon Tower Ghost?"

"This level of Yin energy is indeed stronger than the Renmian grotesque in Dengfeng County."

While Lu Xuan scrutinized the Wind Moon Tower Ghost.

The pitch-black hair atop the Wind Moon Tower Ghost suddenly began to grow frantically, resembling countless small serpents, radiating a chilling aura.

Boom!

With a thunderous sound, the surging pitch-black hair broke free from the door’s constraint, lunging toward Lu Xuan standing at the entrance.

But there seemed to be an impregnable wall around Lu Xuan.

The pitch-black hair, rich with Yin energy, upon nearing Lu Xuan’s body, met with blazing flames.

The pitch-black hair, entwined by crimson flames, advanced towards the shadow like maggots on a bone.

In an instant, the terrifying high temperature of the crimson flames engulfed the Wind Moon Tower Ghost.

Amidst the embracement of crimson flames, agonizing wails of terror echoed from within.

Within a few breaths, under Lu Xuan’s gaze, the Wind Moon Tower Ghost was reduced to void by the blaze.

Subsequently, the crimson flames spread across the ground, seemingly intent on consuming the entire Fengyue Building.