“Go take a look upstairs.” Fang Zhiyi had arrived at the location.
Qin Shaoqing frowned slightly at the small tea house before him, unsure what this meant.
“With your skills, sneaking up for a peek shouldn’t be a problem, right? Or are you really that useless…”
Qin Shaoqing, instantly annoyed, quickly approached the building and climbed up the fire escape at the back.
Fang Zhiyi wasn’t in a hurry, but the female ghost beside him couldn’t stop trembling.
“Don’t rush… he won’t get away,” Fang Zhiyi comforted her.
The female ghost stared intently at the third-floor spot.
When Qin Shaoqing returned, his face was grim.
“See anything interesting?” Fang Zhiyi raised an eyebrow.
Qin Shaoqing didn’t answer his question directly. Instead, he said gloomily, “You knew all along, didn’t you?”
He had seen the mess upstairs: two tied-up girls, a bunch of thuggish men gleefully planning how to use the girls to make money, even scheming to lure more classmates over.
“Great Celestial Master, where’s your sense of justice?” Fang Zhiyi suddenly mocked.
Qin Shaoqing clenched his teeth.
“Alright, I’ll stop teasing you. Our company recently launched a new service.” Fang Zhiyi waved his hand, and the impatient female ghost shot upward instantly.
“Stop!” Qin Shaoqing reacted on instinct, but Fang Zhiyi blocked him.
“I knew you wouldn’t change your habits. Can’t you even hold back for a moment?”
“But—”
“But what? Just hearing her story, I was afraid you’d think she made it up. Now that you’ve seen it with your own eyes, you can still tolerate this? Are you on the side of justice, or on the side of your own image?”
Qin Shaoqing stood frozen.
“This is her own karma, and that scumbag’s karma too. As a Celestial Master, if you indiscriminately destroy someone’s soul, you’d have to bear so much karma yourself… Actually, you should be thanking me…”
Hearing sudden screams from upstairs, Qin Shaoqing jerked his head up.
Then came sounds of begging, followed by someone laughing maniacally.
He found a surge of satisfaction rising within him.
He quickly shook his head—no, how could he gloat? But… thinking about those villains’ fate, it felt undeniably good.
Soon, the female ghost floated back down, smiling.
Fang Zhiyi glanced at her: “All done?”
The female ghost touched her stomach. “My wish has been fulfilled… Thank you.” She turned to Qin Shaoqing. “Thank you, too.”
Qin Shaoqing felt inexplicably embarrassed. “I… I didn’t do anything.”
“That’s exactly why I’m thanking you!” Fang Zhiyi didn’t spare his feelings. “Now call the police.”
“The police?”
“No kidding. She only took revenge on the man who killed her. The other scumbags were just scared. You really can’t think straight—you’d act dumb when it’s your turn to step up?”
Fang Zhiyi scolded him thoroughly, and Qin Shaoqing finally snapped out of it.
But what he didn’t expect was that Fang Zhiyi’s new business process wasn’t over yet. After the police arrived and took away the terrified thugs, rescuing the girls, two vengeful spirits floated over, bowed to Fang Zhiyi, and then charged straight inside. Moments later, they dragged out a clearly dazed ghost.
“Remember to label it clearly when you hand it over: toss it into the oil pot and fry it on both sides, then fish it out, let it dry, and fry it again.” Fang Zhiyi waved his hand, and the two vengeful spirits hauled the stupefied ghost away.
“Uh… isn’t that the job of a ghostly agent?”
Fang Zhiyi looked at Qin Shaoqing with mild surprise. “Oh, so you can actually talk like a human?” He chuckled before adding, “Didn’t your master tell you? Ghost agents and soul reapers are all short-staffed… Otherwise, there wouldn’t be room for you Celestial Masters. But now that I’m in charge, you guys might be out of a job soon.”
Qin Shaoqing watched him walk away, momentarily unsure of what to do.
But Fang Zhiyi turned back: “Waiting for me to invite you? Come on, let’s go back and discuss our cooperation plan…”
“Qin Shaoqing hasn’t shown up lately. System, isn’t my plan brilliant?” Tang Nuannuan was delighted.
The system flattered her: “The host is the most impressive!”
“Of course! As long as I cut off Li Chenxue from the most powerful Qin Shaoqing, my plan will be easier to execute! Just thinking about seeing my crush makes me so excited I can’t help myself!”
The system, watching its host gush like a lovesick fool, felt a bit nauseous.
“Nuannuan! Want to go shopping?”
Tang Nuannuan’s expression shifted instantly. “Sure! Going shopping with my best friend is the best!”
“We’ve been seeing fewer ghosts lately… I wonder why.”
“Isn’t that a good thing?” Tang Nuannuan’s mind was entirely on Gong Yu; she couldn’t care less about ghosts or gods.
The hastily formed “Celestial Master Alliance” had tracked the site down to the Eastern Suburb Cemetery.
As soon as they entered, the dense ghostly aura made all the experts frown.
What surprised them even more was a ghost—their own eyes couldn’t fully fathom its level—lazily sitting among a crowd of vengeful spirits, projecting an air of being second to none.
“That’s him! He’s the one who slapped me and my—” The young Taoist didn’t finish before his master kicked him.
How could he admit in front of so many peers that a ghost had smacked him?
The group’s excitement surged. Who knew that the vanished vengeful ghosts had all gathered in this very graveyard!
Just as tensions reached a breaking point, someone with sharp eyes spotted a human standing in the middle of the scene.
“Qin Shaoqing!”
“It really is Qin Shaoqing!”
“No wonder we couldn’t find him—he got here first!”
“Wait… Qin Shaoqing seems to be on their side!”
“Traitor!”
“Traitor to humanity! Shame of the Celestial Masters!”
Qin Shaoqing grimaced. Go ahead and yell. You don’t know what’s coming.
Then, a suona began to blow, thick fog rolled in, and the sudden spectacle made all the cultivators tense up. From the mist, two rows of ghostly agents slowly emerged, with two little ghosts blowing trumpets energetically, followed by a palanquin carried by eight bearers.
“A Judge?!” Someone finally recognized the sign held by the ghost agents.
Cultivators naturally had dealings with the underworld, but they usually interacted with lesser agents or soul reapers. A Judge…
“Great! With a Judge’s help, we’re sure to win! These vengeful spirits are plaguing the human world—”
“Wait, something’s off. Look over there!”
“Boss, why do we have to come in a palanquin? I couldn’t bring my big luxury car, and this bumpy piece of junk is murder on my butt.” A’da complained to Fang Zhiyi.
“You don’t even have a butt to hurt—you’re a ghost now, can’t feel pain!” Fang Zhiyi scolded. “This entrance has style.”
“Style? I think my license plate with seven eights in a row has more style.”
“Shut up.”
Qin Shaoqing was already numb. At this point, even if an Underworld Inspector called Fang Zhiyi “big brother,” he wouldn’t bat an eye.
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