Living With My Lady Boss

Chapter 298
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 clay jar from the shoulder bag he carried as he spoke. He infused it with his spirit energy. A towering black mist
billowed out of the clay jar in the blink of an eye and shrouded the ceiling. Eerie ghost voices echoed within the black 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,
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 claws.
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 black mist apart from the ceiling.
The lightning exploded like fireworks in the night. The black 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,” laughed Wilbur.
Mouse composed 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 clay jar Moose was holding. He quickly reached out to grab the air, and the clay 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 clay jar into his demiplane. The clay jar could be a sacrifice, so he took it from Monse
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Moose was instantly heartbroken and distressed. The clay 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. He law some spells, but they were far weaker than the clay 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.