Chapter 59: The Annihilation Massacre

The person making the footsteps.
It was the hostess’s father-in-law.
He happened to be positioning himself right behind Wu Xian to hang a happy birthday banner. Feeling the movement behind him, Wu Xian’s body grew even tenser.
Soon, the rustling sounds stopped.
Presumably, the banner had been successfully hung.
However, the old man did not leave. Instead, he stood directly behind Wu Xian, and the sound of a zipper being pulled came from him.
"Surely this old man isn't undressing!"
"Is he unzipping his top, or his pants?"
A sense of unease welled up in Wu Xian’s heart.
He lifted the teapot and, using the shiny silver serving tray as a mirror, caught a glimpse of the scene behind him.
To his horror, the amiable little old man had turned to face Wu Xian.
The old man hadn't unzipped his clothes; instead, starting from his lower lip all the way down to his lower abdomen, his entire torso had split open, forming a terrifying giant mouth lined with razor-sharp teeth!
His body leaned slightly forward, as if he intended to swallow Wu Xian’s upper body whole into his bloody human internal cavity.
"..."
Watching him approach with his own eyes, Wu Xian finally slammed his palm heavily onto the table!
"I've had enough of this!"
"Do you seriously take me for a pushover?"
In a rage, Wu Xian swung the teapot and smashed it against the bald head of the old man behind him. The scalding hot tea poured directly into the creature's abdominal cavity, causing it to howl in pain and jump up and down on the spot.
Without missing a beat, Wu Xian whirled around and flicked his finger without hesitation, releasing a blade-shaped spell!
Thud!
The body of this gaping-maw evil spirit was instantly sliced into even smaller pieces, the two halves collapsing to opposite sides while the green bugs inside the tea water scuttled frantically across the floor.
Killed in a single strike!
The power of the flying blade spell was verified once again!
Facing these evil entities, fear no longer existed in Wu Xian’s heart; there was only a boiling, surging intent to kill.
The hostess was startled by the commotion.
She let out a piercing scream, her mouth splitting wide open at the corners to reveal jagged, sharp teeth that no human could possibly possess. Her limbs instantly inverted, and in a spider-like posture, she charged frantically toward Wu Xian, her vicious maw targeted straight at his throat.
"Go!"
Wu Xian flicked his finger once more.
Thud!
Several narrow Qi blades burst forth, instantly riddling the hostess's body with numerous bloody holes as she swayed twice and crashed to the ground.
After slaying these two evil entities, Wu Xian gained new insight into the application of the flying blade spell.
That was, when casting the flying blade spell, he could shape the blades at will based on sheer intuition.
He could project a single large, long blade, or fracture it into numerous tiny, sharp fragments. He could even transform the blades into an S-shape or an X-shape.
"This is condensing energy into blades, striking with formless edges..."

The old woman bustling about in the kitchen.
Hearing the commotion outside, she came running out with a hunched back. She too revealed her true form—a long-tongued monster covered entirely in black fur—and lunged through the air toward Wu Xian the moment she stepped out of the kitchen.
Wu Xian flicked his finger yet again.
Struck by the flying blade, the old woman’s body was instantly shattered into multiple pieces, and one of her dislodged eyeballs happened to land squarely on top of the birthday cake.
Wu Xian licked his lips.
He was no longer in a hurry to escape; he remembered there was still another evil entity left in this house!

...

After slaying the final evil entity, a satisfied smile spread across Wu Xian’s face.
Having killed four evil entities this time, he surely deserved at least two chances to worship the gods, right?
Wu Xian began searching through the rooms.
Yet, to his bewilderment, no matter how thoroughly he searched, he could not find the slightest trace of spirit incense or divine statues.
"That's not right. They should be here."
"Even if the rules of this place are special, they shouldn't be special to this extreme, right?"
There was another detail that deeply troubled Wu Xian.
That was, the corpses of these four evil entities had not vanished like the ones in the previous blessed land; instead, they lay scattered in a messy pile on the floor, and the air was thick with a pungent, bloody stench.
Suddenly, Wu Xian heard a shrill, miserable scream.
"Ah! Ah! Murder!"
"Who's there!"
Filled with murderous intent, Wu Xian looked toward the direction from which the sound came.
Could the evil husband of this household have returned?
He rushed to the window for a closer look, only to realize that the person was actually a neighbor. Terrified out of his wits, the man was fleeing into the distance while shrieking in panic.
"Well, he must have seen the evil entities. Directly witnessing such creatures is indeed far too terrifying for an ordinary person."
Wu Xian didn't pay much attention to the neighbor alone.
Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, however, he heard the barking of a dog.
"Woof woof, woof woof woof!"
Glancing over, Wu Xian spotted a well-fed, robust large black dog kept by the neighbor.
"Dog... a large black dog..."
Wu Xian’s pupils dilated abruptly.
Triggered by the barking of the big black dog, a cascade of realizations suddenly clicked in his mind. If things were truly as he suspected...
Wu Xian turned around with a stiff body.
What he saw this time was radically and completely different from before.
Splattered across the rooms was no longer the foul-smelling black blood of evil spirits, but fresh human blood.
The hostess’s body was covered in gashes inflicted by the blade technique, and even her delicate cheeks had been sliced open by the blades.
The old man’s body had been severed in two, the old woman’s head had been cleanly lopped off, and the daughter of the household lay collapsed in front of the cabinet with a massive bloody hole in her abdomen—a wound neatly carved out by Wu Xian’s circular blade technique.
The blood in Wu Xian’s veins ran cold.
No wonder he had slain four evil entities yet found no spirit incense or divine statues; he hadn't killed evil spirits at all...
He had slaughtered living, breathing human beings!
His shadow began to contort.
The four ghosts—He Ya, Xu Xiaoyan, Xu Qingfeng, and Ye Shuxia—crawled out from his shadow, standing coldly behind Wu Xian with expressionless faces.
Wu Xian let out a long sigh.
"You are behind this, aren't you!"
"If I guessed correctly, you must have blinded my vision or used some kind of illusion to make me mistake them for evil entities."
The four evil entities did not answer, which was taken as tacit confirmation.
"Now that I have helped you complete your revenge, you can lift the curse and rest in peace. I will burn joss paper for you..."
Hearing these words, He Ya smiled maliciously at Wu Xian.
"What on earth are you talking about? This isn't even the home of the Jia family."
"Not the Jia family's home?"
Wu Xian was once again dumbfounded.
If it wasn't for revenge, then why on earth had these four evil entities orchestrated this bloody massacre? Was it simply for the sake of pure malice?
"Haha!"
"Hahaha!"
The four evil entities suddenly burst into wild, collective laughter. Wu Xian’s confusion brought them immense pleasure, and their laughter was fraught with mockery and deep-seated resentment. The way they looked at Wu Xian was filled not only with contempt but also with burning hatred.
"Why didn't you go home that day!"
"Why are we the ones reduced to this ghostly state, while a family of four like this gets to live happily?"
"It's unfair, this is so unfair!"
"We want everyone to become just like us!"
The four of them closed in around Wu Xian once again.
"We will wait for you, waiting for you to meet a violent death, for your corpse to rot and stink, and to become just like us. Then we can be together again!"
Having dropped their gentle facade, He Ya and the other three evil entities, brimming with abhorrence for humanity, burrowed back into Wu Xian’s body once more.
The moment they revealed their true colors, the chilling coldness inside Wu Xian’s body vanished.
Yet he knew the curse was still within him, and it would remain there forever...
However, Wu Xian’s mood was not suppressed in the slightest; if anything, he was even more elated than before.
Because the information he had gathered was already more than enough!