Chapter One Hundred and Twelve: Mingyue’s Reward for Bai Yu
In the corridor shrouded in mist, a woman stood next to a big-headed ghost baby whose head was larger than its body. Its iron-gray skin glistened ominously as it clutched a round object.
Describing this red-clothed evil ghost according to Bai Yu’s usual standards, it resembled a single-celled organism. Such ghosts seldom think for themselves; they only act on instinct and resentment, tirelessly repeating cycles of killing and dying.
This red outfit was the norm for evil spirits; one couldn’t become a red-clothed ghost without a certain level of resentment.
Not to mention, this was a simple-minded baby, making it even more susceptible to hatred and likely to unleash indiscriminate slaughter.
The woman held a chain that bound the ghost baby, suggesting there might be another head lurking behind it.
“Bai Yu, is this guy one of the enemies?”
Zhao Mingyue stood beside Li Tianan, looking serious. The baby ghost in its bl**d-red diaper didn’t seem easy to deal with.
Uncertain of the woman’s identity—she seemed to be an old friend of Bai Yu but might not be—Zhao had noticed that Bai Yu’s old friends were particularly concerned about Lu Liangting while also being afraid of Bai Yu. The woman had just mentioned a young man named Lu without naming Lu Liangting directly.
“Yes, get ready.”
“Mm-hmm.” Nodding, Zhao Mingyue spotted a 34-centimeter-long adjustable wrench in a pile of debris and quickly grabbed it.
“Bai Yu, is this guy your old friend?”
“Not sure; we’ll find out soon enough. Let’s see how she fights.”
While the human and ghost shared thoughts, the woman spoke up again. “I know you; you’re that ghost hunter, huh? Hehehe, I wonder what ghost hunters’ bl**d tastes like. Must be quite nice.”
Pulling at the iron chain, the baby ghost’s expression turned grotesque and terrifying.
“Hmph.” The store manager scoffed, raising a hand to fire a shot. A specially treated silver b*llet zipped straight for the ghost baby.
Quick as lightning, the baby ghost snapped the chain and lunged forward, but it still got hit in the arm, letting out a howl as its cellphone completely disintegrated.
Unfazed, the store manager flicked his wrist; his fingers moved so fast they were a blur, and another b*llet was shot out.
Meanwhile, the ghost baby was now perched on the roof, emitting an eerie laughter and crawling towards them in an extremely twisted manner. The corridor was enveloped in a red glow, and the stench of bl**d filled the air.
At that moment, the ceiling fell into darkness, from which numerous arms extended—of all ages and genders—scrabbling down toward Zhao Mingyue and the store manager in a chaotic mass, as if trying to drag them into some abyss.
Zhao Mingyue stepped back, suddenly face-to-face with the grotesquely swollen face of the ghost baby, and before she could react, it lunged at her from the ceiling.
She knew what this was—an attack on her psyche, a common ghostly strategy.
Had it not been for her multiple enhancements to mental power, what she saw would have been more than just arms and bl**d mist; the whole corridor might have felt like a world covered in rotting flesh.
“Hehehe.”
The baby ghost’s laughter echoed everywhere. She blinked, and her hallucinations faded nearly half away. In the split second before the baby ghost reached her, she swung her rusty wrench without hesitation, striking it right in the face.
She had gained a new ability called Ghost God Resonance, which boosted her favorability toward neutral spirits and allowed her to inflict damage based on her mental power.
In other words, she could now harm ghosts even as an ordinary human.
Not to mention, the wrench was entwined with the bl**d threads from Bai Yu.
With a loud bang, the ghost baby was sent flying backward by Zhao’s wrench. Before it hit the ground, the store manager shot again, the ghost baby screaming as one of its legs vanished entirely.
Lying on the ground, the baby ghost slowly crawled backward.
The enraged woman behind it exclaimed, “You useless pile of junk! Don’t just sit there—k*ll them! Do you want to d*e?”
At her command, the ghost baby turned back, its eyes now filled with deep malice.
It opened its mouth, its tongue rolling toward Zhao Mingyue and the store manager with a wail, sending vast black-red bl**d threads spewing from the walls, filled with an incredibly nauseating stench.
The store manager tossed a box; three wooden spikes flew out, perfectly caught mid-air, launched toward the ceiling.
Whatever they hit, the bl**d threads and arms on the ceiling withered away instantly. He flicked his wrist again, launching a red string that twisted around the ghost baby’s tongue just as it lunged forward.
The ghost baby screamed again, its tongue turning black and shriveled at the point where it was bound.
However, the red string didn’t sever its tongue, which indicated the store manager’s attack lacked the necessary power.
In this desperate moment, Zhao Mingyue’s wrench came down, and the bl**d threads solidified into a blade, slicing the ghost baby’s tongue clean off.
The severed piece of tongue fell to the ground, writhing like a gecko shedding its tail. Moments later, it disintegrated into a puddle of pus, hissing as it corroded the floor.
Zhao Mingyue didn’t get cocky about her two successful hits; she charged at the ghost baby, her stance reminiscent of Bai Yu charging at an enemy—just with a wrench instead of a sword.
Whether her body had morphed into Bai Yu’s shape due to frequent use or she was imitating him remained a mystery.
“Ah!” The ghost baby arched back, revealing a woman’s head attached to its body.
Zhao Mingyue froze, watching the head suddenly rotate toward her, eyes snapping open.
With a shriek, the woman’s head unleashed a torrent of dry, black hair toward Zhao Mingyue.
“Mingyue, you’re doing great, leave the rest to me.”
A massive surge of crimson bl**d threads erupted from the walls, sealing off the incoming hair.
Zhao Mingyue stood rooted with her wrench in hand, beside her, the store manager observed a curious detail—Zhao’s shadow didn’t quite match her.
While Zhao’s hair was just shoulder-length, the shadow possessed long hair that reached the waist.
The shadow seemed to come alive, the hair twisting as the bl**d threads expanded, like the shadow sprouted multiple tentacles.
Not far behind, the elevator dinged, and Lu Liangting and Qian Banshen stepped out.
Upon seeing the scene, Lu Liangting dashed forward without a second thought, gripping his ghost-hunting tools tightly, while Qian Banshen froze for a moment, watching a black-clad girl emerge from Zhao Mingyue’s shadow, immediately spotting the terrifying ghost baby, collapsing to the ground.
Bai Yu’s ethereal form flickered into existence, appearing in front of the ghost baby in a flash.
Her expression was icy; she spun a dagger in her hand and, with a piercing noise, stabbed it cleanly into the head of the ghost baby’s attached woman’s head, finishing it efficiently. As she twisted the dagger, the bl**d threads exploded within the head.
Next, she shifted her weight to her left leg, exerting force as she kicked the ghost baby away.
In mid-air, the woman’s head let out a shriek before bursting open, filling the area with an atrocious stench.
Without the woman’s head, a significant portion of the ghost baby’s chest was hollowed out, revealing ribs and long-decayed organs beneath.
“Mommy!” The ghost baby crawled forward with its remaining arm and leg as the woman’s head shouted again.
“You pathetic little thing! Do you want me to chop you into meat paste and flush you down the drain?”
“Take care of yourself!” Zhao Mingyue shouted back, having significantly upped her strength after multiple enhancements and Bai Yu’s extensive training. Her speed now surpassed that of a professional athlete.
Feeling ballsy, she charged past the ghost baby towards the woman, wrench raised.
“I—” the woman’s pupils constricted as she watched the wrench grow larger in her field of vision, resembling the approaching train that would hit her.
Hearing the crisp snap, she thought she saw her great-grandmother waving at her before her vision blurred, and she collapsed to the ground.
She hadn’t expected Zhao Mingyue to be so bold, charging in even while the ghost baby was still alive. But not only did she rush in, she didn’t say a word and swung that wrench like it was the most natural thing in the world.
In a daze, the woman only caught one line.
“Not too good, huh? Not as powerful as my pretty girl magic wand!”
The woman crashed to the ground, the ghost baby shrieked; it hadn’t even moved when it was sent flying by a cross kn*fe.
Bai Yu sidled up to Zhao Mingyue, glancing at the downed woman and then at the wrench in Zhao’s hand.
“Let’s go check it out.”
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Outside the apartment building, shadows flitted across the empty street, with black-red bl**d splattering everywhere.
The woman retreated while barking orders, directing the two red-clothed ghosts surrounding a looming creepy figure that seemed concocted from human parts—a centipede-like creature, with a face from a ghost at its belly, no legs below, just the body of another person, like an apparent glitch in a game.
This grotesque centipede was their target. Initially a team of three, they lost one teammate right after the battle began; the teammate got killed before becoming the ghost host, and the few small ghosts released were also wiped out, now fused into the centipede’s body.
She was so terrified she didn’t dare to use any more small ghosts, fearing it would bolster the centipede’s power.
However, the two red-clothed ghosts managed to maintain a slight advantage; to deal with the opponent, they’d need at least one or two more red-clothed ghosts.
As if reading her mind, the front door of the apartment suddenly burst open, and a battered figure staggered out, collapsing to the ground, quickly engulfed by bl**d threads.
Just before the figure was wrapped entirely, the woman recognized its identity—wasn’t it the three-headed ghost baby of Number Six?
The strength of a three-headed ghost baby was no joke; it had its mother’s head in front and its father’s head behind, making it equivalent to a red-clothed ghost accompanied by two formidable ghost heads.
The woman eyed the apartment; three figures emerged, all alive.
As they appeared, the centipede noticed them; with a flick of its body, it threw off the two red-clothed ghosts. Seizing the moment of distraction, it detached its own power, collapsing the fused centipede body, causing the few ghostly forms to scatter, the remaining human corpse gradually turning to ash.
Seeing the centipede ghost escape, the woman was startled; she was certain it hadn’t fled because of her—it sensed something genuinely threatening to its life.
Remembering the ghastly three-headed ghost baby, the woman didn’t linger. She recalled her red-clothed ghosts, abandoning her fallen comrade, and took off running.
Things hadn’t gone as planned; Number Six not only failed to eliminate Li Tianan but ended up getting eliminated instead.
Seeing the woman retreat, Bai Yu had no intention of pursuing her. Lu Liangting, however, shouted, “Don’t go!” and nearly unleashed all his strength to chase after her.
That insignia on the face of the masked woman was too familiar to Lu Liangting; it had haunted his nightmares for too long.
Bai Yu paid her no mind and exchanged a few words with Zhao Mingyue before possessing her body.
Compared to the masked woman, she was more intrigued by this red-clothed ghost.
Let’s just say she made a very wise decision today by sticking with Li Tianan.
By gulping down three red-clothed ghosts, her strength would receive a significant boost.
To be blunt, the main reason she didn’t chase the masked woman was… she couldn’t eat any more.
Even for her, she could only handle three red-clothed ghosts in a short time.
Consuming red ghosts carries risks; while she bore no fear of their resentment and fury—having taken many lives herself and long since deemed them ineffective to her—she simply dared not underestimate the overwhelming power of red-clothed evil spirits.
And Bai Yu’s fortune didn’t end there.
Once things calmed down, as the store manager planned to take a final look before Zhao Mingyue left, she suddenly turned to Bai Yu in her mind.
“Bai Yu, remember the reward I promised you back in Ping Shan Village?”
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