### Chapter 269: Finding a Match for Lu Liangting
Lu Liangting just stared at Old Yang, watching her grind her teeth in frustration. Somehow, he suddenly felt a chill creeping up his spine, as if her eyes were saying, “You little brat, just wait! I’ll make sure you regret this!”
He knew Old Yang too well; that look in her eyes could only mean one thing: revenge. A hundred percent.
When he recalled her earlier words, an uneasy feeling settled in his stomach.
“Her family really is around here,” he said.
“Then that’s settled,” Old Yang huffed coldly.
Lu Liangting felt like facepalming. Honestly, Old Yang looked quite nice right now. The body wasn’t bad at all—cute and fresh-faced, like a friendly little neighbor. Her shiny, bright almond-shaped eyes seemed to sparkle with life, contrasting starkly with the chilly vibes from Zhao Mingyue and Bai Yu.
Her features weren’t striking, but it was those eyes and her naturally rosy lips that highlighted her charm and character—definitely the kind of beauty that grows on you. In fact, in his eyes, Old Yang looked really great. Sure, comparing her to Bai Yu and Zhao Mingyue might make her seem ordinary, but if she stepped out, her looks could easily score an eight or even a nine.
And that “ordinary” wasn’t a flaw. If someone was too stunning, hanging out with them would come with pressure—a feeling of unease. It’s like walking down the street with a movie star; they shine so brightly that you feel like a total background character, and saying there’s no pressure would be a lie.
Of course, this was all in his head. If Old Yang ever found out what he was thinking, she’d probably explode on the spot.
“Alright, now that we have the embryo body, let’s head back. It’s already four in the morning. We can grab breakfast and call it a day,” Li Tianan interrupted the little tête-à-tête.
“Sure, let’s head to my place first,” the Spider said as she stepped outside, gently cradling Little Moon, who was still fast asleep.
Zhao Mingyue linked her arm with Bai Yu, her gaze toward the Spider full of complexity.
The Spider was willing to give up the embryo for Little Moon, which meant giving up the chance to be human again. With that body, she wouldn’t have to suffer the bone-chilling cold constantly. All the negative effects of being a ghost would fade away.
But it would complicate things with Little Moon. Wearing a mask every day would be necessary, and Little Moon might not get used to her new body.
Trailing behind everyone, Old Yang tugged at her dress and wrapped herself up with bl**d Thread, finally feeling a bit safer; at least her lower half wasn’t so exposed.
Dressing in skirts was such a pain! How did those female ghosts manage to fight in skirts?
Wait, didn’t Bai Yu often wear skirts while fighting?
But that’s different; she’s actually a girl. Wearing skirts is second nature to her.
Poor Old Yang was the only one suffering here.
Amid her thoughts, she raised a small fist behind Lu Liangting’s head, plotting how to make it land squarely, effectively blow his brains out.
“Never trust this punk again! He’s up to no good!”
Just then, Lu Liangting turned around and locked eyes with Old Yang. He deliberately slowed his pace and looked her up and down, nodding. “How’s it feel?”
He genuinely meant it as a concern. But to her ears, it sounded dripping with sarcasm.
Old Yang clenched her silver teeth, hissing through them, “You’d know if you turned into a ghost, you little brat! Take this punch!”
She swung her little fist at him, aiming right for his stomach. But just as it was about to connect, Lu Liangting caught her tiny fist in his big hand, completely enveloping it.
Old Yang’s eyes went wide as she tried to pull back, but Lu Liangting wouldn’t let go. She glared at him, but before she could speak, he jumped in.
“Looks like this body’s strength is lacking a bit. When we get back, I’ll figure out a way to beef it up.”
“Let me go!”
“Sorry, just wanted to test your strength.”
And just like that, Lu Liangting released her, just as Old Yang yanked back hard, trying to break free, which sent her stumbling backward several steps, barely managing not to fall flat on her backside.
Her pent-up grudge blew up in an instant.
“Lu Liangting!”
With newfound vigor, Old Yang launched herself toward Lu Liangting, who had just turned around and was bewildered. She clamped her legs around his waist and wrapped an arm around his neck, hanging off him in a vice-like grip.
Despite Lu Liangting’s enhanced strength, his neck was still pretty fragile. He was on the verge of losing consciousness from her chokehold.
“Old Yang!”
“You little brat, today I’m really going to teach you a lesson!” Old Yang hissed.
“Wait, wait, wait! Let go!”
“No way!”
In emergencies, people instinctively grab onto nearby objects. Lu Liangting’s reflexes kicked in, and he reached behind to pull Old Yang off him. But in doing so, he awkwardly grabbed hold of her slender legs, right on her thighs.
He felt his hands sink into warm, soft flesh—truth be told, it felt pretty nice.
“!” Old Yang’s eyes widened as she tightened her grip, realizing what he had just touched.
Lu Liangting could barely breathe now; his face was flushed. He dropped one hand and went to tug at the arm around his neck, while the other moved behind him again, trying to dislodge Old Yang.
Unfortunately, this time, it touched something it definitely shouldn’t.
You can’t blame him; there’s really no part of a girl’s body that can be touched casually by a guy, especially not when Old Yang’s new body was particularly sensitive.
It was like a minefield; every random touch was a potential explosion.
“See if I don’t teach you a proper lesson today! You think you can keep touching, huh?!”
“Let—let me go!”
In the end, Lu Liangting just started grasping at Old Yang from behind, hoping that would make her loosen her hold. But of course, that didn’t work.
Everyone else just stood by, watching the two squabble, speechless.
As Li Tianan would put it:
“Those two really get along well. They just swapped bodies and already started this up. Can’t they wait until they get home later tonight?”
Zhao Mingyue linked her arm with Bai Yu and marveled as Lu Liangting finally managed to tickle his way out of Old Yang’s grip, engaging in a war of words. She reflected, “Honestly, Lu Liangting really doesn’t need to learn how to make friends with a ghost. He’s picking it up naturally.”
“If you didn’t tell me, I’d swear they were a couple.”
Old Yang could mess around with Lu Liangting all she wanted without a hitch; it was just two buddies bonding.
But now that she was in a new body, and a girl at that, the sheer playfulness of their back-and-forth made it hard not to raise eyebrows. What they were doing was baby-faced “showing off their love,” really. Flirting knows no bounds, huh?
The ride home was mostly quiet, with Bai Yu and Zhao Mingyue barely saying anything while listening to Lu Liangting and Old Yang banter away.
When they finally got home, the sky just barely lightening, the Spider carefully placed Little Moon in bed before stepping into the room where the Ghost Gate was located, only to bring out a dry, gray-black tentacle.
This little piece of tentacle emitted a faint aura, identical to the black tentacles controlled by Bai Yu and the ones looming over the Ghost Gate—except this one was physical.
Both Bai Yu and the Ghost Gate’s black tentacles were manifestations of vaporous force; if they weren’t reined in, they would dissipate into nothingness after a short while.
“Bai Yu, take this. It should be of some help to you.”
The Spider tossed it over. “I’ve been in the Ghost Gate a few times and found it inside. See if it’s useful.”
“I don’t have anything useful to offer you—just some scrap.”
“I don’t have money at home either. I can’t earn a living; Little Moon can’t either. The family money is stolen by me—just a little at a time, just enough for me and Little Moon to live on.”
“I guess I’m the poorest among us, huh? Even a decent meal requires careful budgeting. All the improvements from living life on the edge were wasted.”
Taking the dry tentacle, Bai Yu stored it away. “Your life seems fine.”
“Is ‘fine’ what you’d call it? I’m actually surprised you said that.” The Spider shrugged. “You’re a big deal; I never thought I’d get to collab with you.”
“But you’re right. My life is pretty good now. Everything I went through there was worth it. This is the result I wanted.”
“Yours is about the same, right? That girl is a good person.”
The Spider glanced at Zhao Mingyue, who was reading by the door, their smiles meaningful.
While those two ghosts were reflecting on life, no one noticed Old Yang skillfully sliding Lu Liangting’s phone from his pocket, unlocking it, and swiftly sending a text to Xia Qingrong.
“Staying at a friend’s place in Feng Village. Can you arrange a few girls for me tomorrow morning? I’ve realized it’s about time I found a girlfriend.”
After sending, he added, “Anyone will do; you pick. I trust your judgment.”
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