“The ghosts we sent all died,” the fog-shrouded specter said with a tone of resentment. “I can feel it… It’s there, right in that house.”
The rabbit head had once swallowed a black paper, been marked, and had even been devoured by the fog-shrouded specter once.
The fog-shrouded specter could vaguely sense its general location. It was in the outskirts, where Lian Yi resided, a place ghosts usually dared not approach.
The night Gu Xu led people to Lian Yi’s residence, the fog-shrouded specter deliberately lured Lian Yi away. Sure enough, the Filthy Head showed up.
It had stayed there since, hardly ever leaving.
“Heh,” the person on the other side of the disk said with an ambiguous tone. “It’s clever, finding a suitable shelter.”
Lian Yi was a very special existence, incredibly powerful. But unfortunately, they hadn’t managed to control him at the right time.
“Should we continue?”
The mist swirled inside the ground cave, and the crowded ghosts dared not make a sound, quietly lying on the ground.
“No rush. Lian Yi is a trouble,” the voice in the disk grew fainter. “Such a naturally sinister body, it’s really strange that the Filthy Head can resist eating him…”
The fog-shrouded specter gradually calmed down. “Maybe it’s the Mountain God…”
The voice in the disk was silent for a moment. “He’s not worthy of the Mountain God’s favor.”
The fog-shrouded specter did not argue and continued, “You should be careful, too. Don’t get discovered…”
Listening carefully, his voice sounded very similar to the one on the other side of the disk, only more indistinct and chaotic.
The disk stopped spinning, and the light dissipated.
The fog-shrouded specter lowered his head and raised his hands. “Go, bring me some more food.”
The ghosts in the ground cave immediately set off, disappearing without a trace within a few breaths.
—
At the bathroom door, Nan Deng asked, “What did Xiao Tu eat? Did it eat the flowers on the balcony?”
“No,” Lian Yi replied, using another towel to dry Nan Deng’s hair. “It’s nothing important.”
He certainly couldn’t tell Nan Deng that the rabbit head had eaten the resentful spirit he had just captured tonight.
The rabbit head, having made a mistake, showed no remorse. It assumed those resentful spirits were caught by Lian Yi specifically for it.
Hiding it and Nan Deng together was exactly for this purpose, wasn’t it? Otherwise, it could come out and eat by itself.
Since it had already eaten, Lian Yi couldn’t do anything about it.
Ignoring the two, the rabbit head quietly buried its head and silently rolled away along the wall.
Nan Deng frowned. “It’s getting more and more disobedient…”
Lian Yi carried Nan Deng back to the bedroom and carefully dried his hair.
Leaning against Lian Yi, Nan Deng nearly fell asleep, drowsily hearing Lian Yi say, “From now on, put on your clothes before coming out.”
Nan Deng mumbled in agreement, “Got it…”
The pajamas Lian Yi prepared were right in the bathroom. But Nan Deng found it troublesome to put them on before his hair was dry.
Since Lian Yi always helped him, and he didn’t know how others did it, he just did things his own way.
With his hair dry, Nan Deng tossed aside the bath towel, quickly put on his pajamas, and dove into bed to sleep.
Lian Yi put away the hairdryer and, hearing the commotion end, turned around from the cabinet where he stood with his back to Nan Deng.
He walked to the bedside and tucked Nan Deng in. Nan Deng, exhausted, soon fell asleep.
Lian Yi watched him for a moment before getting up and heading to the study. He took out the communicator from a drawer.
A new dossier had arrived, containing records of the capture of the Ghost King who had escaped from Yezhang Tower.
As the chief celestial master, Lian Yi had high-level access within the inner court, allowing him to view most of the files.
He opened the dossier and quickly skimmed through it.
The dossier contained only a few brief sentences. The incident had occurred eighteen years ago when a newly emerged Ghost King appeared in a certain area, attracting a large number of resentful spirits.
Elder Xie Yun was responsible for the capture. He led a team against the Ghost King, resulting in heavy casualties. They narrowly secured victory, imprisoning the injured Ghost King and the other resentful spirits in Yezhang Tower.
Xie Yun was also severely injured during the confrontation, taking several years to recover, and rarely appeared thereafter.
The last line of the document stated, “Appearance characteristics of the Ghost King: Unknown.”
There was no other useful information. Most celestial masters who had seen that Ghost King perished in the battle.
The Ghost King is a highly unique resentful spirit, extremely difficult to form, requiring a convergence of favorable conditions.
Throughout history, only five Ghost Kings have been captured, each meticulously documented. Except for this one.
It seemed that after this event, both the Chaos God and the Mountain God vanished, and ghostly disasters began to intensify everywhere.
Lian Yi turned off the communicator and returned to the bedroom.
Nan Deng was still asleep, half of his delicate face buried in the quilt.
He used to be a ghost, but now he is a human. Though his state has changed, his essence and personality haven’t changed much. He certainly can’t be associated with the gods from the legends.
But what should a god be like? There’s no real definition.
Lian Yi reached out and brushed aside the strands of hair on Nan Deng’s cheek. In his sleep, Nan Deng seemed to sense it and moved slightly.
The rabbit head hopped through the corridor, sneaking a glance to see what Lian Yi was doing before nonchalantly leaving again.
Lian Yi ignored it and went to the bathroom to soak in the tub by himself.
—
The next day, Lian Yi planned to help Nan Deng start adapting to sunlight.
Nan Deng was somewhat resistant. “I don’t like going out during the day…”
He hadn’t been human for long and still feared sunlight, disliking the sensation of it on his skin.
Moreover, going out during the day meant encountering many people, possibly even celestial masters.
Lian Yi patiently said, “No rush. Let’s try the balcony first.”
He had promised to take Nan Deng away, and it had to be done quietly. The night was full of patrolling celestial masters, making daytime more suitable.
Nan Deng was still reluctant, only willing to go to the edge of the balcony and stretch his hand out to feel the sunlight.
In the end, Lian Yi took a box of ice cream from the fridge, standing outside the balcony to entice him. “Come out, and you can have this.”
Nan Deng had never tasted ice cream before. He caught a faint whiff of its sweet aroma from Lian Yi’s hand, feeling both curious and tempted.
Unable to resist the temptation, he slowly stepped out onto the balcony.
It was noon, the time when the sun was at its peak. As soon as Nan Deng stepped outside, he couldn’t bear the intense sunlight and hid in Lian Yi’s embrace, using him to shield against the glaring sun.
The balcony was furnished with tables and chairs. Lian Yi opened the ice cream and said, “Eat.”
Nan Deng took the spoon and cautiously scooped a bit into his mouth.
It was cold and sweet, a different kind of food compared to regular meals. He looked up in surprise. “This tastes just like you!”
To Nan Deng, the flavor of the ice cream was very similar to the essence of Lian Yi’s living soul.
Lian Yi didn’t respond, just gently stroked Nan Deng’s hair.
Holding the ice cream, Nan Deng continued to nestle in Lian Yi’s arms. Although he was supposed to be sunbathing, Lian Yi blocked most of the sunlight for him.
Nan Deng’s skin was fair and delicate, truly unable to tolerate much sun. Lian Yi, unable to be harsh, allowed him to stay sheltered like this.
The ice cream wasn’t much, and Nan Deng quickly finished it, licking the spoon longingly.
He sniffed the empty paper cup and then bit into it.
By the time Lian Yi noticed, Nan Deng had already taken a bite out of the cup.
He immediately took the cup away and pinched Nan Deng’s cheek. “Spit it out.”
Nan Deng obediently spat out a small piece of the paper cup, which Lian Yi caught in his hand.
Lian Yi sighed, “You can’t eat the cup.”
Although Nan Deng’s body was unusual and seemed to digest everything completely, he still couldn’t eat just anything.
“Got it,” Nan Deng said, hugging Lian Yi’s hand. “Is there more? I’m hungry…”
Lian Yi threw away the paper cup. “If you’re hungry, eat a meal.”
It hadn’t been long since lunch. Nan Deng whined, “No… I want ice cream.”
Lian Yi remained unmoved. “You can’t eat too much ice cream.”
While they were talking, the rabbit head was perched on a potted plant on the balcony, looking out.
It didn’t want to be in the sun either and quietly squatted in the pot, keeping watch.
Hearing Nan Deng says he still wanted ice cream, the rabbit head turned and hopped away, returning shortly with a cup of ice cream in its mouth, which it dropped on the edge of the balcony with a “plop.”
Nan Deng was overjoyed and was about to get it when Lian Yi sternly said, “Don’t go.”
At his words, Nan Deng sat back down.
However, with the ice cream so close, Nan Deng felt itchy with desire and clung to Lian Yi’s waist, pleading, “Can I have just one more cup?”
He quickly amended, “Half a cup is fine, I’ll give you the other half.”
Lian Yi remained silent. Nan Deng tilted his face up, resting his chin on Lian Yi’s chest, trying to soften his heart. “I can’t even bite you anymore… Only ice cream is sweet.”
Nan Deng needed to be taught many things, but saying such words seemed instinctive. It was unclear whether he was like this only in front of Lian Yi or if it was his true nature.
The temperature on the balcony was high, and the ice cream on the ground would melt soon.
After a moment, Lian Yi relented, “Go ahead and eat it.”
Nan Deng was thrilled and picked up the ice cream from the ground, returning to his chair.
He opened the cup and scooped a spoonful, offering it to Lian Yi first.
There was only one spoon for the ice cream, and the previous one had been thrown away. Lian Yi looked at the ice cream in front of him for a moment and then obediently ate it.
Nan Deng had said he would only eat half. At first, he alternated between feeding himself and Lian Yi, but later, he forgot, and Lian Yi didn’t say anything.
The rabbit head, anxious to get a taste, hopped a few times in the potted plant, trying to get Nan Deng’s attention, but to no avail.
Unable to resist any longer, the rabbit head braved the sun, jumped into Nan Deng’s arms, and opened its mouth, waiting to be fed.
There was only one spoonful left, which Nan Deng fed to the rabbit head. The rabbit head also ate the remaining spoon and the empty cup.
Apparently, it also liked the taste, as it then went to the trash can and ate the previous ice cream cup that had been thrown away.
In the afternoon, Lian Yi prepared some new items for Nan Deng.
A mask, glasses, and a hat.
Nan Deng tried them on himself. The hat was one size too big, with a wide brim that covered most of his face, completely hiding his appearance.
Recently, there have been reports of an epidemic spreading, with some serious cases resulting in death. Many people in the city were wearing masks, fearing infection.
Dressed like this, Nan Deng wouldn’t attract attention if he went outside.
At this moment, Nan Deng realized that Lian Yi’s words about taking him away last night were true.
He felt a bit lost and asked again, “Where are we going?”
Lian Yi had also bought him a new phone and opened the map for him to choose from. “Where do you want to go?”
There were celestial masters from the Inner Court everywhere. They would likely need to find a remote place to avoid being discovered.
Initially, Lian Yi’s orders were to stay here until Zhuo Qing returned. Leaving on his own would be defying the Inner Court, which would have severe consequences.
Keeping Nan Deng by his side wasn’t necessarily safe, but neither was leaving him alone.
Especially after having Nan Deng with him for so long, he didn’t want to return to his previous lonely life.
This was Lian Yi’s selfish desire, regardless of Nan Deng’s true identity.
Nan Deng looked down at the map and chose a place with a pleasant-sounding name, showing it to Lian Yi. “Here!”
Lian Yi responded, “Okay.”
—
At night, the communicator in the study received several messages.
“Chief Lian, there’s a new situation at the hospital. The teacher insists that you come!”
The message was from Lin Jiu, and there was also a distress signal from the direction of the hospital.
Lian Yi did not respond and soon received a mission order.
The order, issued by Weng Ping Ran, specifically instructed Lian Yi to go to the hospital immediately.
Such orders were not issued lightly. Something serious must have happened at the hospital, and since they couldn’t reach Lian Yi, Weng Ping Ran had to use this method.
Lian Yi accepted the mission order with an impassive expression.
He went to the bedroom door, where Nan Deng was already asleep. Lately, Nan Deng has been following a very normal routine, eating well and sleeping soundly.
The rabbit head was watching TV in the living room when it was suddenly lifted into the air by a spiritual technique and moved to the bedroom, landing beside Nan Deng.
Lian Yi whispered, “Keep watch over him.”
At the same time, he set up several layers of talisman arrays inside and outside the house. After ensuring everything was secure, he turned and left.
At the hospital, a large number of celestial masters were gathered outside.
White lines were drawn on the ground, forming a massive formation that encircled the entire hospital.
Weng Ping Ran stood at the forefront of the formation, occasionally glancing at the pocket watch in his hand.
When Lian Yi arrived, Lin Jiu was the first to notice him.
Lin Jiu whispered something to Weng Ping Ran, received his permission, and then went to meet Lian Yi at the back.
“Chief Lian,” Lin Jiu explained, “the underworld is expected to appear tonight. The teacher is concerned that the formation’s energy might be insufficient and needs your assistance.”
Recently, it wasn’t the first time the underworld had appeared. Each time, it required the assistance of celestial masters. However, this time was different.
The hospital had admitted many newly infected residents, and over ten of them were expected to die simultaneously tonight.
Hospitals were already prone to generating malicious energy, and the newly born resentful spirits were highly likely to be at level three or above. Weng Ping Ran was worried that the large number of spirits would overwhelm the formation.
He had arranged for a considerable number of personnel and finally thought of Lian Yi.
“What has he been doing at home every day?” Weng Ping Ran instructed Lin Jiu, “Get him over here!”
The formation required spiritual techniques to maintain, trapping the resentful spirits and preventing their escape, ensuring a smooth delivery to the underworld.
With Lian Yi present, it alleviated a significant amount of pressure.
After Lin Jiu finished speaking, Lian Yi responded coldly and moved to the front.
The celestial masters along the way made way for him. Weng Ping Ran turned to say something when there was a commotion from inside the hospital.
His expression hardened. “It’s happening earlier than expected! Everyone, be ready!”
The formation activated, creating a blurry light shield around the outer perimeter of the hospital.
A level two resentful spirit was the first to emerge, lunging towards the nearest celestial master, only to be intercepted by the light shield.
Tension gripped everyone as they infused their spiritual techniques into the formation, awaiting the appearance of the underworld.
If they failed, the escape of these resentful spirits would cause considerable consequences.
Lian Yi was the last to act. A Bagua ring rose from his side and flew high into the air, hovering at the top of the light shield.
He remained silent, avoiding any interaction with others. Weng Ping Ran paid no mind to this, as long as he followed orders and completed the mission.
“Hmm—”
Everyone held their breath as a door gradually materialized from the blank space within the formation.
Lian Yi glanced sideways, catching sight of the words “Underworld” reflected in his eyes.
This was his first encounter with the underworld, one of the weakest of the Three Gods.
The previous time, there had been a mission, but he had grown impatient and preemptively refined the resentful spirit.
As the underworld appeared, the level two resentful spirit was pulled toward it, screaming and disappearing into the door.
In a corner to the side, a communicator screen flickered to life.
On the screen, Xie Yun watched the Bagua ring above the light shield, murmuring softly to himself, “Chief Lian’s spiritual techniques seem to have advanced again…”
After consuming one resentful spirit, the underworld temporarily vanished, awaiting the arrival of the second.
About half a minute later, a level four and a level three resentful spirit simultaneously emerged, attacking the light shield together in an attempt to escape.
Weng Pingran’s tone was grave. “These resentful spirits who died from illness indeed have high levels.”
The two resentful spirits were momentarily unable to escape and made a mistaken judgment, thinking there were fewer celestial masters around Lian Yi.
They collided with the light shield in front of Lian Yi and were immediately seized by spiritual techniques around their necks.
The underworld arrived belatedly. Lian Yi raised his hand, and the resentful spirits were hurled towards the direction of the underworld.
The resentful spirits landed at the feet of the underworld, fiercely resisting the gravitational pull.
The two doors slowly opened a crack, and with a creak, they finally opened wide enough to accommodate the resentful spirits, who were then smoothly consumed.
Seeing this, Weng Ping Ran temporarily relaxed. It seemed that bringing Lian Yi here was the right decision. Despite his uniqueness, his strength was undeniably among the strongest.
Yet for some reason, Weng Ping Ran couldn’t shake the feeling that the underworld held some fear when facing Lian Yi.
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