Great Immortal With Boundless Mana

Chapter 17: Suspicions of Ghosts

With a loud thunderous roar, lightning tore through the night sky and heavy rain enveloped the small courtyard, illuminating it brightly.

The image of Old Wang, who had lost half of his head and was lying on the ground, was reflected clearly in Gao Xian's eyes.

Gao Xian shuddered. Old Wang, with most of his brain missing, was truly terrifying!

His mind was now clear, and he couldn't wait any longer. It wouldn't be easy to dispose of the body once it was daylight.

He comforted himself, accepting that it had already happened. Given the circumstances, he had to handle it properly and not let this incident affect him.

Gao Xian killed Old Wang mainly out of fear of being implicated, so he didn't feel any guilt.

On the contrary, he felt a sense of satisfaction. Not only did Old Wang want to rob him, but he also wanted to kill him. Old Wang deserved to die!

It was just that the way he died was gruesome and frightening, which made Gao Xian feel a bit uneasy.

Gao Xian prepared himself mentally and grabbed Old Wang's belt to lift the body.

Old Wang was already thin, and with half of his head missing and blood flowing, he wasn't heavy to lift.

Gao Xian felt that Old Wang weighed around 100 jin (50 kg), and with his second level of Qi Refining cultivation, it wouldn't be difficult to lift 200 jin (100 kg).

After taking a few steps while carrying Old Wang, Gao Xian realized something was wrong. The old man was still bleeding...

The rain was heavy, but it might not be able to completely wash away the bloodstains.

Also, he needed to retrieve the White Plum Needles. They were quite expensive spiritual tools and shouldn't be wasted. The murder weapon also needed to be dealt with properly!

Gao Xian suppressed his disgust and turned Old Wang over. Relying on his sharp eyes, he actually found the four White Plum Needles stuck in the old man's chest in the darkness.

When he pulled out the needles, they felt tight and rough in his hand, which felt off to Gao Xian.

He gently pressed on Old Wang's chest and felt a tough, hard, and slippery sensation, clearly indicating that something was wrong.

After hesitating for a moment, Gao Xian still opened Old Wang's robe and saw patches of shiny black scales.

"It's a suit of armor..."

Gao Xian suddenly realized that it was no wonder the old man could withstand the White Plum Needles. He had wrongly accused Huang Ying.

Gao Xian fell silent. This suit of armor worn by Old Wang seemed lightweight and close-fitting, but it was actually very effective.

Killing Old Wang could still be considered self-defense, but how could he explain taking Old Wang's belongings?

After thinking for a while, Gao Xian couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, at least not one that could deceive himself.

He decided not to think about it. Everything was for the sake of survival, and although taking a dead person's belongings was not honorable, his own life was more important after all!

Gao Xian, a middle-aged office worker, was good at rationalizing things to himself. Since he had already killed someone, why bother getting caught up in these details? He quickly removed Old Wang's armor.

It was dark and rainy, but Gao Xian could still see roughly. His Electric Dragon Palm was also exceptionally dexterous, allowing him to easily find the buttons under the armor.

Gao Xian quickly removed the armor, taking the first step. Then he turned over Old Wang's pockets without any difficulty.

Old Wang didn't have much on him, just a dozen spirit stones, a few talismans, and a few bottles of elixirs.

Gao Xian didn't pay much attention and put everything together and placed them in the room.

He also took Old Wang's sword. After all, it was a good sword and shouldn't be wasted.

Finally, Gao Xian thought of an important issue. There might still be two White Plum Needles in Old Wang's head.

For this, he had to use his Fire Control Technique to gather a large flame in the palm of his hand.

By the light of the fire, Gao Xian resisted his discomfort and searched through the half of Old Wang's head for a while.

To confirm the situation, he even touched the remaining part of Old Wang's brain, but didn't find any needle holes.

Gao Xian felt relieved. Those two White Plum Needles should have been blasted away by the fireball.

After checking again, Gao Xian's hands were covered in bloodstains, but he had become accustomed to it.

Apart from feeling a bit nauseous, it wasn't any more uncomfortable than working overtime!

Gao Xian also used his Water Control Technique, specifically the Ice Technique, to freeze the half of Old Wang's head. This way, the old man wouldn't bleed anymore.

After dealing with the body, Gao Xian went back to his room and found a rainproof hat. He took a few steps outside and then ran back to find a cloth to cover his face before carrying Old Wang out.

The rain had lessened, but the road was particularly muddy.

The advantage was that at this time, no one would be going out, and Gao Xian's anxiety gradually subsided.

He walked cautiously, taking one step at a time, until he reached a forest outside Feima Town.

Gao Xian had originally wanted to find a hidden place, but the deep and secluded forest made him uneasy, as if there was something lurking in the darkness watching him.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in the corner of his eye, causing all the hair on Gao Xian's body to stand on end.

He quickly turned his head to look, but he didn't see anything.

Gao Xian stared in that direction for a while, but still didn't find anything. He thought he might have been seeing things just now.

However, Gao Xian was still scared. He randomly found a bush and threw Lao Wang into it, then quickly turned around and walked away.

It is said that there are many wild animals and various monsters in the surrounding mountains and forests. Lao Wang's body should be eaten soon...

As Gao Xian walked out of the deep forest, he didn't encounter any situations, which relieved him a lot.

On the way back, Gao Xian always felt like there was something following him.

He turned around several times to observe, but couldn't see anything.

When he arrived home, Gao Xian closed the door. He leaned against the window and looked outside for a while, but didn't notice any movement, which finally made him feel relieved.

After trekking back and forth in the night rain, Gao Xian's whole body was soaked.

When he regained his senses, he felt uncomfortable all over.

This situation couldn't be solved with cleaning spells.

Gao Xian boiled a pot of hot water. Since he didn't have a bathtub, he had to make do with a wooden basin to hold the water.

He found a piece of cloth and rubbed it clean. Then he dipped it in hot water and wiped his body.

Gao Xian spent half an hour fussing over it before finally cleaning himself up. He performed the cleaning spell twice to ensure that there were no bloodstains or bloody smell left on his body.

Finally, he changed into new undergarments, robes, socks, and put on a clean Daoist robe and shoes. He tied his long hair into a Daoist bun.

Feeling refreshed and clean all over, Gao Xian relaxed.

The previous battle, Lao Wang's death, and the fleeting shadow all became less important.

Gao Xian really wanted to sleep well now, but he couldn't yet. He still had some finishing work to do.

While tidying up his Daoist robe, he found several fragments of golden body talismans in the sleeve.

After the talismans were activated and the mana circulated, most of them turned to ashes, leaving behind several fragments the size of fingernails.

He took out everything from the Daoist robe and washed the clothes, including the black scale armor he had taken off Lao Wang, which he also scrubbed clean.

Gao Xian originally wanted to clean his shoes, but they had become so rotten after being soaked in water that he had to throw them into the yard and deal with them when it was light out.

After finishing all this, Gao Xian took the fragments of the black scale armor and the long sword back to his bedroom.

The oil lamp emitted a dim light and a faint smell of blood.

Gao Xian didn't know what kind of oil was inside, but he thought it might be the fat of some kind of monster.

Normally, he wouldn't use an oil lamp. Firstly, his eyesight was sharp, and he could see things in the room clearly. Secondly, at night, besides practicing, he would just sleep, so there was no need to light a lamp.

Today was different. He wanted to carefully inventory the confiscated supplies.

The most important thing was naturally the black scale armor. It looked like a thick leather vest, weighing about two catties. The outside of the armor was covered in fine scales, and the inner layer was made of flexible and thick leather.

There were four buttonholes under the armpits of the armor, with finely polished black scales used as buttons. The design was very exquisite.

Gao Xian couldn't help but try it on. He was much taller than Old Wang, but the armor was very stretchy, so it fit him like a tight-fitting suit. It had a strong sense of wrapping but didn't hinder his body movements.

To his surprise, this seemingly thick armor was actually very breathable. He didn't feel suffocated when wearing it.

He took it off and tried poking it with his sword a few times, using about seventy to eighty percent of his strength, but it didn't cause any damage to the armor.

Gao Xian was very satisfied with this black scale armor. Wearing it was equivalent to wearing a bulletproof vest!

In theory, stolen goods shouldn't be worn to avoid being discovered by others.

But it would be a waste to not wear such good armor.

Old Wang suddenly came to rob him, making Gao Xian realize how dangerous Fei Ma Ji was. He didn't feel any sense of security at all.

After careful consideration, Gao Xian decided to wear the black scale armor close to his body. After all, his own life was the most important, and everything else was secondary.

The sword left by Old Wang was of very good quality. It was thinner than his own sword and weighed about ten catties. Although there were many small notches on the blade, it was still very sharp.

The sword was a good sword, but it didn't suit him, and carrying it around like that would be too conspicuous.

Gao Xian decided to find a safe place to hide the sword. Hmm, the toilet seemed more suitable.

There were only fourteen pieces of spiritual stones left. Considering Old Wang's cultivation level, he only had these few spiritual stones, which was really pitiful.

A few talismans, one golden body talisman, one ice arrow talisman, and two flying feather talismans.

Gao Xian guessed that the old man was reluctant to use talismans. He didn't hesitate and put a few talismans into his sleeve pocket. The pockets of this Taoist robe were simple, and things were placed together in a messy manner, making it inconvenient to retrieve them.

After dealing with all this, Gao Xian yawned. He had been busy all night, consuming a lot of mental and physical energy, and he was tired.

He ate a solidifying yuan pill, forced himself to stay alert, and sat down to meditate, circulating the Five Elements Technique for thirty-six cycles. Only then did he close his eyes and go to find Lan Jie to practice the Great Puppet Technique...

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