Deep within the Spiritual Body, intense pain surged once again.

Ruyue Nao could clearly feel that, under this strange form of close-quarters martial arts, her control over the surrounding resentment was significantly dissipating.

Crack!!!

This forceful, heavy elbow strike deformed Beichuan Si's elbow completely, causing white, bony protrusions to pierce out.

But Beichuan Si's expression remained unchanged as he used his other uninjured hand to lift the barely alive spectral being from the ground. Then, with an arm motion, he flipped over his body and once more brutally smashed it to the ground.

Boom!!!

The intense pain erupted again.

This caused Ruyue Nao, who was trying to use the resentment to heal her body, to no longer suppress her panic.

Even though her mind was dominated by the impulse to kill, at this moment, she knew that the young man before her was not someone she could handle.

She hurriedly phantasmagorized a head, and a piercing scream followed: "Don't—"

Boom!!!

The syllables shattered midair.

Beichuan Si, without any hesitation, crushed its head beneath his foot, then with his uninjured hand, he continued to drag its body.

Splurch—

Midair.

The spectral being's Spiritual Body was violently torn in half by the brutal figure.

Fragments of flesh and the attached organs scattered everywhere.

Black liquid splattered across the walls.

The spectral being's screams of agony intermittently emerged from the innermost stall.

Coupled with that, the seemingly never-ending thuds of Spiritual Bodies crashing to the ground...

Yes... never-ending...

...

Other Shore Calamity Fall, the principle of this close-quarters martial arts was actually something Beichuan Si had learned from the knowledge infused into his brain by the system.

It was a skill that could be used only after the stimulation of energies such as dead qi and Spiritual Energy on the human body.

Naturally, this also brought a burden to the body.

As its name suggested, this form of martial arts mainly consisted of "smashing techniques," "slamming techniques," and "throwing techniques."

It was not just a martial art for causing widespread trauma to Spiritual Bodies, but with special techniques of exerting force and the mix of dead qi, it could cause fundamental, irreversible damage to Spiritual Bodies, which is why Other Shore Calamity Fall was noted by the system as capable of injuring the Calamity Spirit.

And the result was—

Shenzhu Shihui and Magong Yongshi entered the innermost toilet stall, glanced at the flesh scattered all over the floor and the cracks everywhere, and couldn't help but open their mouths in shock.

Let alone Ruyue Nao... now not even a ghostly shadow could be seen.

The disgusting pile of rotten flesh on the ground made the two of them instinctively shrink back.

It was fortunate that they had prepared themselves mentally and not allowed Magong Tong inside, otherwise, if Magong Tong had seen something like this...

Just when Magong Yongshi and Shenzhu Shihui were contemplating this, Beichuan Si's voice also rang out:

"Are you guys all right?"

Upon hearing Beichuan Si's question, Shenzhu Shihui subconsciously wanted to respond, "We're fine."

But when she saw Beichuan Si, she couldn't help but cry out, "Beichuan! Forget about us for now! You have a pretty serious problem yourself!"

"Hm?" Beichuan Si frowned, "What are you talking about?"

He still seemed to not quite understand what Shenzhu Shihui was saying.

This calm demeanor frustrated Shenzhu Shihui to the point that she directly pointed at Beichuan Si's arm: "Your arm! Look at your arm!"

Yes, Beichuan Si's elbow was abnormally bent, with bone spurs protruding from the skin, and blood was dripping steadily onto the ground.

This dreadful sight that looked extremely painful only made Beichuan Si take another look.

"Mr. Temple!!!" Magong Yongshi's expression turned anxious, and she almost stepped forward to give Beichuan Si emergency treatment.

Beichuan Si waved his hand, then expressionlessly straightened his arm out.

With the anxious crack of broken bones, Beichuan Si released death energy to heal the shattered elbow.

Seeing Beichuan Si in this state, Shenzhu Shihui's mouth twitched, and she asked with difficulty, "Beichuan, doesn't it hurt?"

"Of course it hurts," Beichuan Si said as he continued to heal. He lifted his head and added, "But no one says you have to show pain on your face, right?"

Yes, it indeed hurt. If one looked closely, they could even see the cold sweat seeping from Beichuan Si's forehead.

Yet he kept silent throughout, with little to no change in his complexion.

"...Uh…" Shenzhu Shihui didn't speak further.

Because she felt there was nothing wrong with what Beichuan Si said.

However…

Shenzhu Shihui sneaked a glance at Magong Yongshi beside her.

Since seeing the injuries on Beichuan Si up to now, Magong Yongshi, apart from calling out 'Mr. Temple', had been silent as if in contemplation.

After a while, Magong Yongshi sighed. She looked at Beichuan Si, about to speak—

But Beichuan Si waved his hand to interrupt her, "I know what you want to say, Yongshi. To me, all these are necessary... and it's not every Spirit that allows me to use this skill. I only resort to this move against troublesome enemies."

He spoke seriously, "Moreover, exorcising, transcending Spirits is inherently perilous, and this little price I'm paying is actually nothing. You should've known this from the time at Shenzhu Village."

Those words startled Magong Yongshi, but soon, she nodded, "Mr. Temple is indeed stating facts."

Yes, ever since the time at Shenzhu Village, the Calamity Spirit always required the Soul Suppressing Twins to suppress it. Although it wasn't a sacrifice of life, the process of offering blood was also extremely painful.

To think one could exorcise anomalies without a price?

That was merely what idealists pondered in their minds.

"But I have received your concern, Yongshi." Beichuan Si, having healed his arm, patted Magong Yongshi's shoulder.

"Mr. Temple…" A hint of emotion flickered across Magong Yongshi's gentle face.

"We should probably leave this place now."

Beichuan Si swept a glance around, feeling the fluctuations within the spiritual realm, and spoke up.

After leaving the support of Ruyue Nao, the pillar of the spiritual realm, the realm that was already devastated under Beichuan Si's control was beginning to show signs of collapse.

Although it was not visible now, it wouldn't be long before this part of the spiritual realm would disappear between the visible world and the hidden world…

"Okay," Magong Yongshi and Shenzhu Shihui exchanged a glance, nodded, and followed behind Beichuan Si.

What followed was exceptionally simple.

With Ruyue Nao entirely dissipated, the spiritual realm's constraints on the living greatly weakened, allowing Beichuan Si to freely tear the rifts in the spiritual realm and leave.

He called Magong Tong over, then stretched out his hand to tear open the path to the living world.

"This time, I really owe Beichuan a big one!"

Magong Tong bowed deeply to Beichuan Si and sincerely thanked him, "If it wasn't for Beichuan, this time I really might have..."

She glanced guiltily at the dark school building.

In such a place, to die quietly and alone... Just the thought of such a thing happening made Magong Tong involuntarily shrink her neck.

Seeing Magong Tong like this, Beichuan Si gave her an extra glance, then calmly said, "Magong, you don't have to attribute all the merit to me. In fact, Yongshi and Shihui put in a lot of effort this time too. They left a special curse mark on your neck. Without it, I probably wouldn't have been able to find where you were."

"... Sister Shihui and Sister Yongshi…" Magong Tong tugged at her collar.

Her sisters had always been by her side…

Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly felt a patting sensation on her face.

Magong Tong turned her head in curiosity.

In her view, a small doll was bouncing on her shoulder, and from time to time it pointed its round fingers at its own doll face.

It appeared to be saying, "What about me, me, me? And me?"

Seeing Nishijou Kurenai like this, Magong Tong couldn't help but laugh.

Her gaze was gentle, her voice tender, "Yes..."

"And thank you too, poor little Kelian."

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