Inside a mountain cave, a tattered jiangshi roared furiously at Li Yanchu and Cuihua. It was the most ordinary kind of corpse which had just begun to generate its evil aura. It was terrifyingly strong, with nails poisoned by corpse toxins.0

It was the kind of poison you see in the old Uncle Nine[1] movies, where just a scratch could drain someone’s color and turn them into a jiangshi. With evolution, it could become an iron jiangshi, copper jiangshi, silver jiangshi, or even a flying jiangshi. Those were truly terrifying evil beings.0

This one, however, was the most basic type of malevolent spirit. Li Yanchu and Cuihua exchanged glances.0

“Could we really be this unlucky?” he muttered in disbelief. They randomly chose a mountain cave and immediately ran into a jiangshi…0

“Don’t you claim to possess divine insight, like Diting[2] who sits beside Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva[3]? Then why didn’t you notice there was a jiangshi here?” Li Yanchu ...0