Chapter 137: Fighting the Wolf Demon

"What is there to panic about? We are riding in a car right now, not walking."

Granny Yinshan said dismissively, holding the Underworld Luoguo Cauldron in her arms.

"Master, that wolf demon is driving after us, and he's fast. It won't be long before he catches up and passes us!"

Little Ghost Mingluo said in his childish voice.

Zhang Shoucheng couldn't help but look back, only to see a van speeding rapidly toward them from behind. Because the other party had their high beams on, it was impossible to see the situation inside. Zhang Shoucheng's eyes widened abruptly, and activating the Azure Dragon Spiritual Eyes, he saw a rugged-looking, one-armed man. The man's body was wrapped in a faint, eerie emerald demonic aura, casting a wicked smile at Zhang Shoucheng who was looking back.

"Driving with just one arm, this wolf demon is truly vicious. Shisan, speed up a bit! If we get caught by this wolf demon, we'll just be waiting to be eaten. With your small frame, I doubt you'd even be enough to fill the gaps between his teeth."

Zhang Shoucheng spoke with a solemn expression. Hearing this, Nie Shisan pressed down harder on the accelerator, and the car roared forward at top speed.

At the same time, upon receiving Granny Yinshan's command, Little Ghost Mingluo spun around and flew backward, twisting his body in the surrounding air to create waves of illusions, attempting to trap the wolf demon within them. However, the effect seemed far from ideal.

Because there were quite a few cars on the road, the speed of the other vehicles slowed down significantly, but the wolf demon Xiong Kun's car actually increased in speed instead of decreasing.

After about ten minutes, the gap between the two vehicles grew narrower and narrower. Zhang Shoucheng's heart began to fill with anxiety. There was still some distance to go before reaching the private hospital; the outlines of the distant mountains could already be seen, but the vehicles around them had become extremely sparse, and the pursuer was stepping on the gas pedal without any restraint.

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, a giant tree fell down not far ahead of the car, blocking the middle of the road and cutting off their path forward.

"Damn it! The car can't get through, and this tree fell at the worst possible time! Young Master, what do we do? The mountain is right ahead; as long as we reach the summit, we'll be at Senior Qing Yutong's private hospital."

Nie Shisan slammed on the brakes in frustration, slapping the steering wheel and shouting angrily.

"It seems this is our only option. Shisan, you and Granny take Senior Brother to find Sister Yutong. Jiuer and I will hold off this wolf demon. Remember, you must ensure Senior Brother stays alive."

With that, Zhang Shoucheng opened the car door and helped Jiang Litian out. At that moment, Nie Shisan got out, hoisted Jiang Litian onto his back, and looked at Zhang Shoucheng with a troubled expression.

"Young Master, you must be careful. Once we reach the hospital, I will immediately ask Senior Qing Yutong and Senior Tieniu to come save you."

"Shoucheng boy, I think I should stay here and face this wolf demon with you. This old woman hasn't stretched her muscles and bones in a long time."

Granny Yinshan held the Underworld Luoguo Cauldron, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly as she spoke.

A warmth welled up in Zhang Shoucheng's heart. Granny Yinshan was merely all bark and no bite, but she was truly getting old, and her physical stamina could no longer compare to the past. Although her cultivation was profound, their opponent was a wolf demon after all.

If anything were to happen to her, his conscience would be deeply troubled.

"Granny, Senior Brother is currently infected with demonic aura, and his life hangs in the balance. I need you to safely escort him to the hospital. Leave this to me and Jiuer; we will definitely be able to stop this fiend."

Zhang Shoucheng clenched his fists, looking utterly resolute.

Granny Yinshan sighed softly, said nothing more, nodded at Nie Shisan, and then headed up the mountain.

The minibus behind them came to a stop. Xiong Kun leaped out of the vehicle with incredible agility. Although his severed arm had not been reattached, no blood was flowing from the wound, and the fur on his body had receded, making him look no different from a normal human.

"And who might the two of you be? Is that kid with you? I advise the two of you not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise, his fate will be yours!"

Xiong Kun looked coldly at Zhang Shoucheng and Jiuer, speaking without a shred of politeness.

"Jiuer, have you ever tasted the blood of a demon? Heh heh, should we give it a try today?"

Zhang Shoucheng drew his short sword, looking at Jiuer with a smile, acting as if he hadn't heard a word the other party had said.

"Alright, Senior Brother. I've never tasted the vital essence of a demon before. I'll give it a try today."

Jiuer smiled faintly, opening her mouth to reveal two sharp fangs. With a flicker of her body, gray corpse qi billowed around her, her hemp robes fluttering, and she moved with eerie swiftness toward Xiong Kun.

Meanwhile, Zhang Shoucheng held the broken sword in one hand and pinched a yellow talisman between the fingers of the other, chanting under his breath:

"Taiqing Demon-Slaughtering Talisman!"

The yellow talisman at his fingertips flickered with a faint cyan glow, inscribed with mysterious and twisting runes. Zhang Shoucheng looked at the talisman with utmost solemnity. This was the first talisman he had ever drawn, and moreover, he had crafted it right inside the moving car. Such a talisman was a rather ordinary one within the *Secret Records of Taiqing*, yet it was exceedingly rare among various Taoism sects.

After all, in this world, ghosts were common, because humans were bound to grow old, fall ill, and die. Demons, however, were different; they were extremely difficult to encounter. Even if they existed, they would not be easily seen by ordinary people. Some powerful demons did not necessarily cultivate deep in the mountains; they might well hide among humans, appearing indistinguishable from ordinary people. Therefore, spells and talismans specifically targeting demons were very scarce.

"Such heavy corpse qi! You little girl, you are actually a zombie!"

Exchanging a heavy palm strike with Jiuer, Xiong Kun took several steps back, his face changing drastically as he stared at her. As a wolf demon, he prided himself above all on physical strength, but with his opponent being a zombie, that advantage vanished completely.

"Demon, you're nothing much after all!"

After retreating a few steps, Jiuer lunged forward once more with ferocious intensity. Her nails were exceptionally sharp, whipping through the air with a piercing whistle. Xiong Kun's expression turned pitch black as he rapidly dodged, using his only remaining arm to parry her blows.

After repelling Jiuer with another palm strike, Xiong Kun opened his mouth and spewed out a thick glob of demonic aura straight at her. Jiuer sneered, likewise opening her mouth to exhale a plume of gray corpse qi.

The corpse qi and demonic aura collided, instantly emitting a sizzling sound. The two energies formed a mushroom-cloud-like mass in mid-air, locking in a dead stalemate.

At that exact moment, a streak of cyan light flashed through the void, slamming fiercely into Xiong Kun's chest. Xiong Kun let out a startled cry, his entire body's demonic aura scattered instantly as he tumbled backward.

"What kind of spell is this? Why is my demonic aura dissipating? Damn it!"

Xiong Kun looked in terror at the talisman stuck to his chest. He reached out with his other hand to grab it, only to be repelled by a fierce force. The surface of the cyan talisman on his chest was actually erupting with green flames.

"A spell from the *Secret Records of Taiqing*—how could a creature like you understand it? You hurt Senior Sister Sima and Senior Brother Jiang, and you stole people's hearts. Such a fiend must not be allowed to remain in this world. Jiuer, what are you waiting for?"

Standing not far away, Zhang Shoucheng held his broken sword aloft, pacing out the Dipper steps. The sword blade gleamed with pure light, echoing from afar with the Taiqing Demon-Slaughtering Talisman on Xiong Kun's chest.

Jiuer lunged forward, her five fingers clawing straight at Xiong Kun's head. If that strike connected, his skull would undoubtedly be crushed to pieces.

Regret was tearing Xiong Kun's intestines apart. Originally, when he ambushed Jiang Litian and the other two, although he had also been injured, his condition was a dozen times better than Jiang Litian's. Hunting down Jiang Litian and his group should have been an effortless task, yet he hadn't expected them to have helpers—one a powerful zombie, and the other a young man possessing spells capable of eradicating demons and evils. Thus, profound regret filled his heart.

He closed his eyes slightly, resigning himself to death. However, the fatal claw strike never landed. Opening his eyes, he saw Tianbao standing before him out of nowhere. Despite his small frame, Tianbao blocked Jiuer's path. With a single finger extended forward by Tianbao, Jiuer felt a gentle yet irresistible force wrap around her, compelling her to retreat more than ten steps.

Tianbao turned around, his tender, fair hand lightly scratching at the Taiqing Demon-Slaughtering Talisman. wisps of green smoke immediately rose from his smooth little hand, but he didn't even frown. Closing his five fingers, he instantly shredded the talisman to pieces.

Zhang Shoucheng, who was in the middle of casting spells and maintaining a mental link with the talisman, coughed up a mouthful of blood and stared at Tianbao in sheer horror.