Chapter 639: Moral Blackmail
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The female thug only managed to let out an ear-piercing shriek before tragically dying at the hands of this Resentful Spirit. With her professional knowledge, she proved that this Resentful Spirit was real, and also that knives could indeed kill people.
The other thugs present, witnessing such a bloody and terrifying scene, no longer dared to believe the words of that female expert. They screamed and shouted like madmen, their faces contorted in terror, putting every ounce of strength they had into fleeing for their lives, fearing that if they ran any slower, they would die at the hands of the Resentful Spirit.
Their panicked, scrambling escape at this moment formed a stark contrast to their earlier arrogance during the smashing, looting, and robbing. Their escape speed wasn't slow, but compared to the speed of the Resentful Spirit, their speed was simply like snails crawling.
In just the blink of an eye, several thugs met tragic ends at the hands of the Resentful Spirit, their bodies torn apart, blood and internal organs splattered across the floor.
The supermarket was in chaos. Amidst the ear-piercing shrieks, the thugs scrambled desperately towards the exit, while the Resentful Spirit relentlessly pursued them from behind.
Yang Haoran watched all of this unfold. He casually waved his hand, and a gust of Yin wind suddenly swept through the supermarket. Visible Spirit Power roared forth, but this Spirit Power did not directly attack the rampaging Resentful Spirit. Instead, it transformed into several wisps of Yin Qi that enveloped the supermarket staff lying on the ground, forming a protective barrier around them.
As for the fleeing thugs, he seemed to have no intention of saving them. Instead, his gaze turned to a corner of the supermarket.
Yang Haoran smiled, and amidst the thugs' ear-piercing screams, he walked towards the old woman.
The old woman in the corner also noticed Yang Haoran approaching her. Her emaciated body trembled even more violently, and her murky eyes revealed a look of terror.
Yang Haoran made no sudden movements. His hands were in his pockets as he leisurely strode forward. The shelves and goods blocking his path were pushed aside by an unseen force, creating an unobstructed passage.
Arriving before the old woman, Yang Haoran took his hands out of his pockets and crouched down.
“Old woman, are you alright? ” Yang Haoran asked with a smile, his tone gentle, his smile kind.
“I. . . I. . . I'm so scared. ”
The old woman's body trembled even more violently, her lips even quivering. It seemed that in her eyes, Yang Haoran, standing before her, was as terrifying as the murderous Resentful Spirit.
“Heh heh, don't be afraid. Old woman, you must have weathered many storms in your life. What is there to be afraid of? ”
No sooner had Yang Haoran's words left his lips, and before the old woman could even grasp their meaning, Yang Haoran moved with lightning speed and grabbed the old woman's neck.
“Heh heh, old woman, has anyone ever told you that your acting is truly terrible? If not, then today I'll kindly remind you. ”
As his words fell, Yang Haoran suddenly exerted force with his arm and slammed the old hag's head into the wall she was leaning against.
BOOM! ! !
The sturdy wall was smashed, creating a large hole from the old hag's head. Her head was instantly embedded in the wall.
The old hag's body stopped trembling. Instead, a sinister, strange laugh emerged from her mouth. A surge of power radiated from her body at that moment, and visible Yin Qi enveloped her, forming a protective shield.
“That's more like it. What's there to be afraid of? Isn't it much better to smile? ”
Yang Haoran was not surprised in the slightest by the old hag's abnormality, because he had long ago realized that this old hag was problematic. That's why he had acted so ruthlessly. Otherwise, he wouldn't be twisted enough to lay a hand on a frail old woman.
In a short time, the Resentful Spirit had already torn apart all the thugs in the supermarket. It was currently gnawing fiercely on a bloody head, as if it were a spicy rabbit head.
However, as the old hag's sinister and terrifying strange laugh echoed, the Resentful Spirit paused its gnawing on the head, then suddenly twisted its head directly behind itself and looked at Yang Haoran.
With a roar, the Resentful Spirit bared a mouthful of bloody fangs. It threw away the head it held and, using all four limbs, propelled itself forward with brute force, lunging at Yang Haoran in the corner.
Although Yang Haoran didn't have eyes on the back of his head, he sensed the Resentful Spirit pouncing towards him. His smile remained unchanged as he flung the old hag behind him.
CRASH! ! !
The old hag's body collided with the Resentful Spirit. The powerful impact sent the human and the ghost crashing through several shelves before they finally embedded themselves deep within the wall. The entire supermarket trembled under the force of it.
Yang Haoran's body flickered, appearing before the old hag. His right hand formed a fist, empowered by Spirit Power, and he smashed it towards the old hag's wrinkled face.
BOOM! ! !
An even more powerful surge of energy than before erupted from the old hag's body. This power instantly formed a protective shield around her.
Yang Haoran's punch shattered the shield, but his body was also sent reeling back several meters.
As his feet landed, the old hag also broke free from the wall. The Resentful Spirit's body dissipated into Yin Qi and then reformed beside the old hag.
A trickle of blood slowly flowed from the old hag's forehead. The old hag paid it no mind. Instead, with a sinister smile on her face, she extended her tongue and licked the flowing blood into her mouth.
“Heh heh, Emissary Yang, I recognize you. ”
There was no fear on the old hag's face. Even though her head was split open, she seemed not to care in the slightest.
“Heh heh, it's truly an honor for an elder to recognize me. ” Yang Haoran replied with a smile.
“This old hag merely wanted to come out and gather some materials for refining Resentful Spirits. I never expected to attract Emissary Yang. It truly is a surprise for this old hag. But what surprises me even more is Emissary Yang's cold-bloodedness. Watching so many young people meet tragic ends right before your eyes, and you're completely unmoved, without even a thought of saving them. Don't you feel ashamed? ”
“Old woman, you exaggerate. I am an Underworld Official. My duty is to guide departed souls and subdue malevolent ghosts. The life and death of living humans are not within my scope of business. Moreover, they were determined to seek death. Why should I stop them, wouldn't you say? ” Yang Haoran asked with a smile.
“Determined to seek death? Heh heh, how is it that this old hag didn't see them determined to seek death? On the contrary, they were desperate to survive. And you, an Underworld Official, clearly had the ability to save them, yet you turned a blind eye. You've truly opened this old hag's eyes. ” the old hag said with a smile.
Yang Haoran lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and replied with a smile: “Old woman, I'm afraid you're not in a position to lecture me. You were the one who killed them, not I. Therefore, it should be you who feels ashamed, not me. ”
“Emissary Yang, your words are mistaken. This old hag commits all manner of evil deeds. Killing is my duty, my job. My killing is as normal as an ordinary person eating. Therefore, I feel no shame. But you are different. You are an Underworld Official. You really ought to try feeling ashamed for a change. ”
Yang Haoran's smile deepened a few shades. He didn't immediately reply to the old hag, but instead looked towards the supermarket entrance.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
The supermarket's entrance doors were flung open as several Resentful Spirits rushed in. They ignored the shelves, barging through indiscriminately, and surrounded Yang Haoran in the blink of an eye.
The reason the old hag hadn't immediately attacked Yang Haoran was that she was waiting for these Resentful Spirits she had refined.
And the reason Yang Haoran was wasting words with the old hag here was also that he was waiting for the old hag to summon her Resentful Spirits.
Because Resentful Spirits, like other ghostly entities, could be refined into Soul Pills, he wanted to use this opportunity to capture all of the old hag's Resentful Spirits in one fell swoop.
Surrounded by several Resentful Spirits, Yang Haoran's expression remained unchanged. He smiled, took another drag from his cigarette, then, with a look of enjoyment, slowly exhaled the smoke.
“Old woman, there's no need to try and morally blackmail me. I am not a member of the Saint Mother Sect. So, you see. . . I don't fall for that trick. ”
Seeing that all the Resentful Spirits she had refined had arrived, the old hag no longer had any intention of continuing to waste words with Yang Haoran.
As for Yang Haoran, seeing that no more Resentful Spirits were arriving at the supermarket, he likewise had no intention of continuing to argue with the old hag.
However, at this moment, a displeased voice suddenly echoed within the supermarket.
“Emissary Yang, you seem to hold a great deal of prejudice against our Saint Mother Sect. ”
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