The final cannonball shot straight into the shop within the Body World.
Before Chu Yang could react, a cannonball flew past him from behind and landed on the shop’s prop counter.
“No don’t!”
“No!”
“My props!”
The Body Ghost was frantic, nearly throwing himself in front of the cannonball. His pupils shrank to pinpricks, and he couldn’t help but black out for a moment.
AAA Prop Destroyed,
The Body Ghost was no longer invulnerable. His attack power, defense, and attack speed all became no different from an ordinary person’s, and his health rapidly dropped to 20%.
BBB Prop Destroyed,
The Death Scythe in the Body Ghost’s hand dissolved into specks of light and vanished.
CCC Prop Destroyed,
Ji Mi suddenly hurled a talisman, effortlessly trapping the Body Ghost.
DDD Prop Destroyed,
[Due to external factors, the Wrathful Ghost’s rampage has been terminated.]
All four props were destroyed, and the Body Ghost had completely lost his combat capability.
Using the last of his strength, the Body Ghost tried to break free from his restraints. The next moment, he felt he could move.
His heart surged with ecstasy. He almost couldn’t help but let out a laugh as he scrambled frantically toward the shop’s exit.
Then.
The smile froze on his face.
At the shop’s entrance stood a person, silent and still.
Or rather, a ghost.
Ghost Meng Shu looked at him, tilting her head and curling the corner of her mouth slightly.
Her mouth split open all the way up to the side of her nose. The Body Ghost was scared out of his wits. He backed away step by step, his face etched with terror, his lips trembling uncontrollably.
“Save me… I don’t want to die.” he repeated, blood-tears streaming from his eyes as his eyeballs bulged.
What kind of ghost was he, really? He was merely a person boosted by the props in the shop of the Body World. Without the props’ aid, he was no different from any ordinary human.
But Ghost Meng Shu was different. Ghost Meng Shu was a wrathful ghost born from a person he had truly killed a real ghost.
Ji Mi raised his hand, and Ghost Meng Shu stepped forward. With a gentle twist, she dislocated the Body Ghost’s arm.
As if playing with some amusing toy, Ghost Meng Shu fiddled with the Body Ghost’s body, pulling it apart and putting it back together. The Body Ghost howled in agony without pause.
“Save me… save me.”
“She’s the ghost, I’m not a ghost, I’m not a ghost.”
Ji Mi’s eyes darkened. Ghost Meng Shu received the command and raised her hand to slap him across the face. The Body Ghost’s cheek swelled, mottled with bruises.
“Sometimes, humans are more terrifying than ghosts.”
“For example, you.”
Ji Mi used the prop in his hand.
<Guillotine x2: When a wrathful ghost’s health drops below 30%, deal damage equal to 10% of its maximum health directly.>
Before entering Qi Dengzui’s body, Guan Si had transferred the prop to Ji Mi. The “Guillotine” in Ji Mi’s hand, plus the “Guillotine” in Guan Si’s hand, totaled exactly 20% health.
The massive cleaver fell on the Body Ghost’s neck. Blood splattered onto Ji Mi’s face. He watched coldly as the Body Ghost’s head rolled to the ground like a soccer ball, saying, “You killed Xiao Shu, I killed you this is fate.”
The head rolled several times on the ground before a key dropped out from it.
The key to the Haunted Inn’s core puzzle was actually inside the Body Ghost’s head.
Ghost Meng Shu looked at Ji Mi and spoke in a gentle voice, “Ji, Mi, don’t, be, sad.”
“I’m, still, here.”
Ji Mi looked at her, reached out, and tucked a strand of Ghost Meng Shu’s hair behind her ear. With something between emotion and a sigh, he said, “Mm, you’ve become a little ghost now.”
Before entering the Supernatural Academy, Meng Shu had been a young lady from a wealthy family. She was very timid, startled by the slightest rustle and prone to tripping and stumbling, always getting hurt.
When she was very young, her father had sent Ji Mi, the son of a subordinate, to look after her. Ji Mi had a gentle temperament and was handsome to boot, and he quickly became good friends with Meng Shu.
The two grew up together as childhood sweethearts. Her father saw their bond and didn’t oppose their being together in fact, he was extremely supportive.
Meng Shu was her father’s only daughter. Her ambitions lay not in managing the company but in painting and the arts. Yet the vast family business had to be passed down to his daughter, and Meng’s father had long been troubled by this.
Ji Mi’s appearance happened to solve his dilemma. He could see Ji Mi’s sincerity toward his daughter. If Meng Shu and Ji Mi were together, Ji Mi could help Meng Shu protect the company from being swallowed by others.
Life was so smooth, yet Ji Mi never stopped worrying for a single day.
Because he soon learned that the reason Meng Shu was always stumbling and running into all sorts of misfortune was that she had a special constitution, she could attract ghosts.
In the ordinary world, this constitution might only cause Meng Shu minor injuries, but in the Supernatural Academy, it was fatal.
Ji Mi turned back to look at Qi Dengzui and said, “Xiao Shu has already been contracted by me. She doesn’t belong to the exam grounds. You don’t need to kill her. The exam is already over.”
The system seemed to have heard his words.
[Congratulations to examinees Qi Dengzui, Guan Si, and Ji Mi for solving the final exam question and surviving.]
[Now calculating each examinee’s answer sheet score for this exam.]
〈Finally over. One wave after another so intense it gave me a headache.〉
〈God, Chu Yang just died in the exam room like that?〉
〈Ugh, my friend actually liked Chu Yang. Didn’t expect him to die just like that.〉
〈Dead is dead. Out with the old, in with the new. If Chu Yang’s dead, just stan someone else. Tell your friend not to hang herself from one tree.〉
[Score settlement for this exam: Qi Dengzui 95 points, Ji Mi 90 points, Guan Si 85 points.]
[Examinees Chu Yang and Meng Shu: absent from exam, 0 points.]
[Exam concluded. Now heading to the freshman assembly hall.]
Before Qi Dengzui could even check on Guan Si’s condition, he was teleported away.
The familiar stand for the “Freshman Assembly Hall” stood before him.
The robot once again rotated its head 180 degrees, its voice utterly unperturbed: “Welcome back, examinee, to the Haunted Academy~”
[Examinee Name: Qi Dengzui
Examinee Level: Utterly Ordinary LV.4
Examinee Points: 190
Examinee Rank: Unranked]
[Examinee Name: Guan Si
Examinee Level: Utterly Ordinary LV.4
Examinee Points: 180
Examinee Rank: Unranked]
This time, with his face revealed, Qi Dengzui was immediately surrounded and blocked in by the crowd the moment he landed.
“God Qi! God Qi!”
A group of people surrounded him, cheering so loudly it made his chest ache.
He tested a few coughs, and sure enough, someone spoke up: “God Qi is injured, let God Qi go back and recover first!”
A girl beside him blinked at Qi Dengzui, her gaze ambiguous as she said, “God Qi, you’d better take good care of Guan Si, okay?”
Qi Dengzui frowned, not understanding what she meant. Of course he would take care of Guan Si, did he need others to remind him?
He opened the map, tapped the student dormitory, and returned to the dorm space.
Guan Si had already fallen into a deep sleep. Taking advantage of this time, Qi Dengzui went to take a shower and changed his clothes.
It was just as well that Guan Si hadn’t woken up it saved him from another awkward moment.
After about two or three hours, Guan Si’s consciousness finally drifted back to wakefulness.
The white orb of light in the sea of consciousness rolled around comfortably a few times, and as it rolled, it ended up in Qi Dengzui’s arms.
The black orb caught the white ball and laughed: “Are you a child? Rolling around like that.”
If Guan Si had a physical body, he would probably be blushing by now.
He said, “Brother Qi, I.”
“If you have something to say, just say it. This time, causing your consciousness to fall into slumber was my oversight.” Qi Dengzui explained, “The situation was urgent then, and I had no choice but to resort to that. Now that we’re out of the exam room, I’ll make it up to you. What do you want, hmm?”
Guan Si stayed silent.
He was afraid that what he wanted, Qi Dengzui wouldn’t give him.
“What’s wrong? You seem so unsettled.” Qi Dengzui patted him and said, “I’m not the kind of person who doesn’t listen to reason.”
Guan Si asked him, “Brother Qi, do you really want to hear it?”
Qi Dengzui hadn’t yet realized the gravity of the situation. “Mm, go ahead.”
Guan Si looked into his eyes, his voice clear and crisp: “Brother Qi, I like you.”
Qi Dengzui: “Mm.”
He savored it for a second before it suddenly hit him.
“Huh?” He said in shock, “What did you say?”
Guan Si said with the resolve of one facing death: “I said I like you. Guan Si likes Qi Dengzui. Not the way a sub-personality likes the host personality, not the way a younger brother likes an older brother just.”
He took a deep breath and said, “Just… I like you. Qi Dengzui, I like you.”
His sudden confession caught Qi Dengzui completely off guard.
Qi Dengzui looked at Guan Si and asked him, “Do you know what you’re saying? We share one body.”
“I know what I’m saying. Brother Qi, I know you’ve always seen me as a sub-personality, or a friend, but I’ve never been mistaken about my feelings.”
Guan Si said, “Brother Qi, I want to be with younot sharing one body, but living together, like lovers.”
Qi Dengzui didn’t respond. He withdrew from the sea of consciousness, rubbed his temples, and felt like all the side effects from his injuries in the exam room were converging on him at this moment.
“Guan Si, calm down first. Let me think.”
He needed to think about how Guan Si had become like this.
Guan Si was indeed very close to him, but he truly hadn’t expected Guan Si’s closeness to be this kind of closeness.
So this was what Guan Si thought of him.
Qi Dengzui let out a sigh, thinking that there would be no peaceful days ahead for a while.
Before Qi Dengzui could even figure things out, he received two invitation letters.
One was from Xie Buyu, and one was from Pei Su.
Xie Buyu was, of course, inviting him to fight, while Pei Su mainly wanted to discuss matters regarding the team.
But… Qi Dengzui suddenly remembered, his signature weapon, the Colored Glass Fan, had already shattered in the “Haunted Inn” exam room. So now, where was his weapon?
He opened his backpack and found that in the spot where the Colored Glass Fan used to be, a new fan had suddenly appeared.
The fan had a lustrous, translucent sheen, its color a deep blood-red. The label read Blood Jade Fan.
Legend has it that in ancient times, the three realms of humans, ghosts, and gods stood side by side. This Blood Jade Fan was the weapon of Yan Duan, one of the three Ghost Kings of the ghost realm, known by the epithet “Blood-Robed Jade Fan, Gallant in Style.”
The blood jade of this fan was forged from Yan Duan’s heart’s blood combined with jade, granting it astonishing power.
In those days, Yan Duan, hailed as the “Banished Blood Immortal,” rose to become the foremost of the three Ghost Kings solely by wielding this fan.
But why had the Blood Jade Fan ended up in his possession?
His fan should have been a glazed glass fan even if the system intended to compensate him, logic dictated it would replace it with another glazed glass fan, not bestow such a formidable artifact as the Blood Jade Fan upon him.
Could it be that he shared some connection with this Blood Jade Fan?