Moose’s tricks could be achieved by any cultivator but using them to earn money was something


    Wilbur had never seen before. Cultivation cost a lot of money, but no cultivator was shameless enough


    to stoop so low. How could he ever show his face if the other cultivators found out?


    Moose was truly shameless.


    Moose said in a low voice, “It depends on whether you have what it takes if you want to help others.


    Don’t act impulsively and risk your own life.”


    “Maybe I’ll die, but you definitely don’t have what it takes.”


    Wilbur did some research on Moose. He was only a beginner Aura level cultivator. How powerful could


    be be?


    Moose was furious. He yelled, “You’re outrageous!”


    He took out a y jar from the shoulder bag he carried as he spoke. He infused it with his spirit energy.


    A towering ck mist billowed out of the y jar in the blink of an eye and shrouded the ceiling. Eerie


    ghost voices echoed within the ck mist, and sinister apparitions lurked in the room. The chilling


    atmosphere sent shivers down everyone’s spine.


    The people who waited in line screamed because they felt the presence of evil spirits. They quickly


    backed away, Sammy and Dom were also frightened, turning pale. They stood close to Wilbur and did


    not dare to move an inch.


    “My Ghost Formation Spell will take your life away,” yelled Moose,


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    Wilbur sneered and said, “Don’t speak so highly of bad voodoo.”


    Moose turned angry from indignation. He yelled in a rageful tone, “Die!”


    Countless ghosts appeared in an instant. They lunged toward Wilbur with sharp ws.


    The room was instantly haunted and chilling.


    Sammy screamed and grabbed onto his shirt, shutting her eyes tightly.


    Dom looked frightened too, but he remained calm as he clenched his jaw while standing next to Wilbur


    The people who waited in line were scared out of their wits. They were shivering on the side.


    Wilbur suddenly yelled, “Thunder.”


    He opened his hand and a bolt of lightning instantly shot out from his palm.


    The lightning bolt shot out from his palm and disintegrated the ghosts in the blink of an eye.


    However, that was not the end. The lightning bolt kept going until he blew the ck mist apart from the


    ceiling.


    The lightning exploded like fireworks in the night. The ck mist was instantly destroyed. The eerie


    feeling faded, and everyone could finally catch their breath.


    Wilbur stood with hands behind his back. He looked at Moose coldly.


    Moose cried out in anguish and said, “My precious baby! You’ve ruined it all!”


    “I’m sorry. I tried my best to hold back. You’re just too weak,”ughed Wilbur.


    Mouseposed himself and looked at Wilbur, He had a fearful look in his eyes.


    A single lightning strike destroyed the ghosts he nurtured for over ten years. He understood that Wilbur


    was far beyond him.


    Wilbur looked at the y jar Moose was holding. He quickly reached out to grab the air, and the y jar


    appeared in his hand. He looked at it and smiled. He said, “This is a Spirit Weapon. It’s nice, so I’ll be


    taking i


    Then, he tossed the y jar into his demine. The y jar could be a sacrifice, so he took it from


    Monse


    Moose was instantly heartbroken and distressed. The y jar was his treasure, but he was too terrified


    of Wilbur to even make a sound, so he could only watch helplessly as it was taken away.


    “What else can you do? Show me what you got,” said Wilbur calmly.


    Moose was stunned. Then, he lowered his head. Hew some spells, but they were far weaker than


    the y jar. ‘What’s the use of casting spells? Monse thought.


    Wilber noticed that Moose did not speak, so he said coldly, “Break this curse if you don’t have what it


    takes, or else…” “I can ,” Moose said.