"Pyrokinesis?"
"What's this?"
A peculiar energy surged through Xu Yang's body and mind. Simultaneously, his system interface began transforming:
**[Name]**: Xu Yang
**[Age]**: 22
**[Cultivation]**: Qi Refinement Third Layer
**[Techniques]**: Scripture of Ascension and Salvation
**[Arts]**: Pyrokinesis
**[Treasures]**: None
**[Virtue Points]**: 114
**[Storage]**: 10m³
A new **[Arts]** category had emerged with "Pyrokinesis" listed.
"So scaring ghosts doesn't just grant Virtue Points... it steals their abilities too?" Realization dawned.
*Snap!*
A tiny flame flickered on his fingertip—barely stronger than a lighter's flame, extinguished by the slightest breeze. Yet Xu Yang's eyes blazed with excitement.
"Normally, such arts require Daoist realm mastery... yet I've grasped it at Qi Refinement!" The minuscule "+" beside Pyrokinesis promised growth with enough Virtue Points.
Fear evaporated. Swinging the peachwood sword, Xu Yang roared, "You mere ghost dare defy this Taoist master? Perish!"
*Whoosh!*
The fire ghost's body erupted in flames, spewing a fiery torrent from its maw.
Xu Yang instinctively raised the sword as a shield.
*Boom!*
Flames engulfed him completely.
"Uncle... no!" Wang Xiaomao wailed.
As the inferno dissipated, Xu Yang stood unscathed, patting his pristine robes. "Of course! Grandfather's treasures wouldn't be ordinary!"
The fire ghost staggered back, emerald eyes wide with terror.
*Ding!*
[Fire Ghost frightened. +10 VP. Pyrokinesis +1]
Xu Yang advanced menacingly. "Come at me again!"
The spectral entity phased through the wall.
"Not so fast!" Xu Yang slapped a talisman against the bricks. The wall glowed crimson, violently expelling the fire ghost.
"Mercy! Spare me!" The diminished entity kowtowed, flames sputtering weakly.
*Ding!*
[Fire Ghost frightened. +10 VP. Pyrokinesis +1]
"Keep fearing!" Xu Yang smirked, casually swatting the creature with his sword.
*Pop!*
The ghost disintegrated into fading sparks. A translucent figure emerged—a bespectacled man in a burnt sweater vest.
"Teacher Huang!" The children rushed forward.
*Ding!*
[Successfully purified malevolent spirit. +100 VP]
Xu Yang stared blankly at his sword. "Did I... physically exorcise it?"
The truth was evident—his gear carried ancestral might. The flame-retardant robes, millennium thunderstruck peachwood sword, and potent talismans made him invincible against common specters.
Wang Xiaomao tugged his sleeve. "Uncle, does this mean we can rest now?"
Xu Yang gazed at the lingering ash. "Rest? You've got math problems to solve first."
*Ding!*
[Ghosts frightened. +1 VP] x4