Yu Daohan, seeing the situation turn unfavorable, pushed off with his foot and retreated, simultaneously raising his Kanglong Whip and slashing it out, the flames covering the whip directly striking Guo Cunhai.
Guo Cunhai opened his umbrella, blocking all the incoming flames.
At this moment, Qiangzi emerged from the room carrying Su Qing. Guo Cunhai, seeing the Soul-Protecting Bronze Ring on Su Qing's hand, flashed forward, intending to snatch it. Yu Daohan, seeing this, moved in front of Qiangzi to block Guo Cunhai's attack, shouting to Qiangzi behind him, "You take Su Qing and leave here first. We'll contact each other by phone later."
Qiangzi hesitated for a moment, nodded, and ran towards the door with Su Qing, saying, "Master Yu, please be careful."
Yu Daohan nodded. As Guo Cunhai was about to pursue, Yu Daohan stopped him.
After Qiangzi carried Su Qing out, Yu Daohan closed the door behind him. Guo Cunhai's expression turned grim, "Young Master Yu, are you really planning a desperate fight?"
Yu Daohan looked at Guo Cunhai. If this guy hadn't brought the Exorcism Umbrella and relied solely on his strength, Yu Daohan, with his Nine Lives Reincarnation Eyes and Flame Swallowing Art, might have had a 60-40 chance against him. But with the Exorcism Umbrella, all spells were ineffective against him, leaving only close combat.
"My apologies, Old Guo, but I'm getting involved in this matter." Yu Daohan said, gripping his Kanglong Whip, ready to attack at any moment.
Guo Cunhai tightened his grip on his crescent saber. Both attacked simultaneously.
The moment the Kanglong Whip met the crescent saber, Yu Daohan felt his arm go numb and was forced back.
Guo Cunhai gripped his crescent saber and slashed at Yu Daohan, his offense growing fiercer. Yu Daohan was forced to defend. With another fierce slash from Guo Cunhai, Yu Daohan was pushed back to the door.
Yu Daohan formed a hand seal and took a deep breath. Guo Cunhai, seeing this, quickly opened his Exorcism Umbrella to defend.
Yu Daohan seized the opportunity, turned, opened the door, and bolted. Guo Cunhai's expression changed, and he put away his umbrella to give chase.
Yu Daohan darted through the alley. Guo Cunhai behind him was fast. Just as he was about to catch up, Yu Daohan suddenly stopped.
Guo Cunhai also stopped, a smile appearing on his face, "Young Master Yu, you don't think you can win by holding out until dawn, do you?"
Yu Daohan shook his head, a smile also appearing on his face, "Who said I was holding out until dawn."
As Yu Daohan spoke, he shouted towards the street, "Lord Gan Huang."
As soon as Yu Daohan's voice faded, mist began to rise around them. Guo Cunhai's face changed drastically, "Young Master Yu, you wouldn't...?"
As the mist dissipated, the surrounding environment had completely transformed.
Yu Daohan grinned. It seemed his gamble paid off; Lord Gan Huang had been watching everything from the shadows.
"Little one, how did you know I would come to help you?" A voice sounded in Yu Daohan's ear.
Yu Daohan shook his head, "I gambled."
There are three ways to enter Ghost Street: First, by burning joss paper and lighting incense and receiving permission. Second, by forcefully opening the entrance to Ghost Street. Third, by being pulled into Ghost Street by Gan Huang.
And only Lord Gan Huang could accomplish these three things.
Just as Guo Cunhai was about to charge at Yu Daohan, a group of ghosts surrounded him.
"That fellow is from the Zhenbao Sect. I can only help you by trapping him," the voice sounded again.
Yu Daohan cupped his hands in the direction of the Gan Huang Mansion, "Thank you, Lord Gan Huang."
"No need for thanks. It's already five in the morning. I can only hold him for an hour. Hurry up," the voice reminded him.
Yu Daohan nodded, "An hour is enough."
With that, he ran towards the exit of Ghost Street.
Guo Cunhai looked at the approaching ghosts, his expression extremely grim. Although he wasn't afraid of these minor ghosts, their sheer numbers made it impossible to escape immediately. His only option now was to wait for the entrance to Ghost Street to close after six o'clock.
Yu Daohan ran out of the entrance to Ghost Street, pulled out his phone, found a number, and dialed it, "Qiangzi, where are you now?"
Qiangzi, on the other end of the line, replied, "On the way to the ancient city."
Yu Daohan hung up and ran towards the road leading to the ancient city. Soon, he saw a taxi parked by the roadside ahead, with Qiangzi standing beside it.
Seeing Yu Daohan arrive, Qiangzi asked, "Did Guo Cunhai not chase you?"
Yu Daohan glanced at the taxi beside them. Qiangzi explained, "The bus doesn't leave until eight. We're taking a taxi directly to Kunming Railway Station."
Yu Daohan nodded, "Let's get in the car first."
Yu Daohan sat in the passenger seat, while Qiangzi sat in the back, taking care of Su Qing.
The taxi driver was a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man glanced at Yu Daohan, then at Qiangzi behind him, his voice trembling slightly, "What's going on?"
Yu Daohan saw that the middle-aged man was a bit scared, which was understandable. After all, at five in the morning, two grown men with a comatose woman – it was unlikely to be anything good.
Qiangzi directly took out more than ten hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to the driver, "Uncle, don't worry, we're not bad people. Just take us to Kunming Railway Station."
The taxi driver took the money, put it in his pocket without counting, and thought, "Even if I don't know what they're doing, there's money to be made. This trip is worth more than ten days of my salary. My son and daughter are still in cram school. If I don't drive, what if they kill someone and hijack the car?"