This is completely due to the advantage of the terrain!
If it were on flat ground, with the speed of the Corpse Ghouls, Jiang Yun would only manage three Basic Attacks before being caught.
As the two Corpse Ghouls leapt simultaneously, swinging their sharp claws to unleash their skills and attack Jiang Yun, suddenly, with a "thud," a large rock fell instantly, perfectly hitting the weak spot at the back of a Corpse Ghoul's neck.
Blood splattered from its neck on impact, and it let out a miserable scream.
"[Weak Spot + Spell Damage: -1566!]"
Jiang Yun's massive damage instantly killed the full-health Corpse Ghoul.
The rolling rock then crashed into another nearby Corpse Ghoul, inflicting a high 668 points of spell damage, and its momentum carried the Corpse Ghoul several meters down the slope, widening the distance between it and Jiang Yun by four meters.
Seizing the opportunity, Jiang Yun swiftly executed two Basic Attacks, cleanly taking down the last Corpse Ghoul.
Managing to defeat four Corpse Ghouls without a scratch was certainly due to the advantage of the terrain, but luck was also on his side.
Jiang Yun's talent, "Myriad Reset," allows him to refresh the drop rate of one monster each time it's used.
After slaying four Corpse Ghouls in succession, he drank a Level 1 Mana Potion and then used his talent to refresh the last Corpse Ghoul he killed.
"[Myriad Reset successful! Gained Fortune Turns, Experience: +50!]"
Jiang Yun was delighted, finally getting a good fortune result on the first try.
Even more surprising, a pair of dark boots dropped from the Corpse Ghoul's body.
Excited, Jiang Yun picked up the boots and carefully examined their attributes:
—[Rough Cloth Boots]!
[Durability]: 30/30
[Quality]: Basic
[Defense]: +3
[Movement]: +1.8
[Equipment Requirement]: Level 3 or above, all classes.
These boots were much better than the system-gifted "Pauper's Straw Sandals," and Jiang Yun switched to them without hesitation.
Instantly, his Defense increased to 8 points, and his Movement Speed soared to 4.6.
With a smile on his lips, Jiang Yun wasted no time and began pulling more monsters, taking down the Corpse Ghouls one by one.
Meanwhile, in a certain basin backed by Bone Mountain in the underworld, hundreds of wandering souls and wild ghosts gathered, forming a large group.
In the center of this group was a somewhat spacious but dilapidated courtyard.
In the courtyard, a hideous ghost with a face full of pockmarks lay leisurely on a deck chair, holding a female ghost in his arms, his hands roaming freely, thoroughly enjoying himself.
Beside him, another female ghost gently fanned him, displaying a servile demeanor.
This pockmarked ghost was the only Ghost Chief within a fifteen-kilometer radius—Pockmarked Wang.
His ghost age exceeded two hundred years, and his strength was nearing that of a Lesser Wandering Soul, making him the fiercest and most domineering old ghost in the area.
Thus, he occupied the only courtyard here, enjoying the best treatment.
"Oh, my... my lord, please be gentle, it hurts."
The female ghost being toyed with in Pockmarked Wang's arms was a newly arrived wandering soul in the underworld.
She was quite pretty, and after drifting here, she caught Pockmarked Wang's eye and became his plaything.
At this moment, she was softly crying out in pain, but Pockmarked Wang paid no heed, instead increasing his roughness, causing the delicate female ghost to grimace in pain.
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Just then, Pockmarked Wang sensed some commotion among the wandering souls and wild ghosts outside the courtyard.
Moments later, two ghosts with unfamiliar auras but much denser ghostly energy than ordinary wandering souls floated towards the courtyard gate.
"Brother Wang, it's been decades since we last met. Guang Fang has missed you dearly and brought a generous gift today."
Seeing the two uninvited ghosts outside the courtyard, Pockmarked Wang grinned, pushed the female ghost in his arms to the ground, and leisurely stood up.
Pockmarked Wang enjoyed reading historical books and liked others to address him in the manner of ancient people, which gave him a sense of inexplicable nobility and satisfaction.
"Oh, it's Brother Guang Fang and Sister Kou Miao." Pockmarked Wang personally opened the courtyard gate, welcoming Guang Fang and Kou Miao with a warm smile, "Isn't it delightful to have friends visit from afar? Please come in, please."
Back when they occupied a thatched hut, Guang Fang and Kou Miao, the ghost couple, had a bit of a relationship with Pockmarked Wang.
However, it was the first time Pockmarked Wang had been so enthusiastic towards them.
"Oh, Sister Miao, it's been decades, and you've become even more charming."
Pockmarked Wang bypassed the flattered Guang Fang and reached for his lovely wife, grasping Kou Miao's jade-like hand.
Guang Fang's face stiffened momentarily but quickly returned to normal, forcing a few smiles.
As for his ghost wife, Kou Miao, her delicate body stiffened slightly but soon relaxed, giggling, "Brother Wang, you're too kind. It's you who have become more imposing and robust over the years."
Pockmarked Wang beamed, wrapping his large hand around her waist, "Oh, really? Come, Sister Miao and Brother Guang Fang, you've come from afar, let's have a chat in the courtyard."
Yet his hand was not idle, taking advantage of the situation, revealing his lustful nature.
Once seated, Pockmarked Wang sat close to Kou Miao, then had two female ghosts bring ordinary ghost tea.
He continued to take liberties while his eyes roamed, as if trying to see through Kou Miao.
"By the way, Brother Guang Fang mentioned bringing a generous gift earlier." Pockmarked Wang suddenly changed the subject, "Oh dear, you see, we've known each other for over a hundred years, we're old friends, no need for gifts. Speaking of which, where's this generous gift?"
As he spoke, his eyes bulged, reaching out to Guang Fang, displaying his greed.
Guang Fang's mouth twitched slightly, but he dared not show any dissatisfaction, instead flattering, "Brother Wang, I truly have prepared a generous gift for you."
Saying this, he approached Pockmarked Wang and whispered in his ear.
After listening, Pockmarked Wang's expression changed, and he immediately withdrew his wandering hand from Kou Miao.
He asked with a serious tone, "Brother Guang Fang, did Jiang Yun really receive abundant incense offerings from the living? You must not deceive me, for although I have a good temper, I cannot tolerate being lied to."
Guang Fang quickly patted his chest in assurance, "Brother Wang, if there's even a single false word, may I be struck by lightning!"
Seeing Guang Fang speak so earnestly, Pockmarked Wang's eyes flickered, and after a moment of contemplation, he smiled, "Brother and Sister, this generous gift seems a bit insubstantial. Jiang Yun is not an ordinary old ghost, he's quite troublesome!"
"Even if I'm willing, I'd have to make a trip myself, and if successful, it would be equivalent to helping you reclaim your lost shelter. This deal seems a bit unprofitable."
Guang Fang and his wife immediately responded, "Brother Wang, you're right, we do need your help to reclaim our shelter. But rest assured, once it's done, all the incense offerings and savings Jiang Yun has will be yours."
"Moreover, the few thousand Ghost Coins we've saved up will also be given to you."
Pockmarked Wang withdrew his hand from Kou Miao's waist, stood up, and resumed a gentlemanly demeanor, as if the previous lecherous behavior had nothing to do with him.
He lightly shook his head, saying calmly, "This, I'm afraid, is far from enough!"
Guang Fang and his wife exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Once it's done, we are willing to serve you, Brother Wang, without question!"