A chilling aura permeated the flesh scraper knife.
Wang Ye silently gazed at the flesh scraper, feeling as if a voice was echoing endlessly in his mind.
"Pick it up."
"It will give you endless power."
At first the voice was faint, but as time passed, the murmuring gradually filled Wang Ye's mind.
"Enough!"
With intense pain, Wang Ye clutched his head and reflexively shouted.
As Wang Ye rebuked it, the voice gradually faded, but the bone-chilling aura emitted by the flesh scraper seemed to grow even more potent.
Several times, Wang Ye wanted to turn around and leave the kitchen, but his eyes couldn't move away from the seemingly simple flesh scraper.
"Completing tasks for the Post Office will earn corresponding rewards."
"This means the Post Office intends to nurture its letter carriers, making them stronger."
"Because only then can letter carriers go to more dangerous places."
"Speaking this way, can I enhance my own strength during the course of completing tasks..."
Wang Ye calmly analyzed, except for being caught off guard at the beginning, after he gradually calmed down, the alluring voice had disappeared.
"This is a gamble..."
"Gambling on the Post Office, and gambling on myself."
"But this is quite interesting, isn't it?"
Wang Ye's mouth curved into a faint smile as he picked up the flesh scraper from the cutting board.
A chilling aura spread throughout Wang Ye's body, making him shiver reflexively.
The chilling aura grew even more concentrated, ceaselessly surging into Wang Ye's mind. Under the intense stimulation, he let out bursts of low roars.
One scene after another emerged in Wang Ye's mind.
A pair of hands.
A very beautiful pair of hands.
But these hands were holding this flesh scraper, and the surroundings...
An antique siheyuan courtyard, the hands' owner sitting in the yard, scraping flesh...
What 'he' was scraping was a human head!
And the head was revealing an eerie smile, emitting a bizarre aura!
The scene flashed...
Still the same flesh scraper, still the same hands, only the location had changed.
It was...
404!!!
The hands' owner seemed very nervous, the hands holding the flesh scraper trembling slightly!
Then...
The scene vanished.
Sweat covered Wang Ye's body without him noticing.
He was breathing heavily, the scenes echoing nonstop in his mind.
Just what was that siheyuan courtyard!
This flesh scraper was so powerful, just what kind of horrifying existence could make even its owner feel afraid.
And this horror...
Was actually at 404?!
Wang Ye's pupils contracted slightly. It seemed this place was no less terrifying than the suburban graveyard!
Damn Tian Group!
Just what were they doing every day!
Why hadn't they sealed off such a horrifying location!
Wang Ye took a deep breath, gradually calming himself down, and tied the flesh scraper to his calf before leaving the kitchen.
Strangely, after he came into contact with the flesh scraper, the concentrated, putrid corpse stench had disappeared.
Wang Ye slowly made his way to the bedroom.
That was where his mission location was.
The photo on the wall...
Standing at the bedroom door, he paused for a few seconds. After preparing himself, Wang Ye fiercely pushed open the door!
The room was tranquil as always, seemingly harbouring no danger.
A simple wooden bed, two wooden cabinets painted red beside it, and apart from these, a photo hung above the headboard.
In the photo, a woman in a cheongsam smiled faintly.
Woman!
Wang Ye was startled stiff.
This woman, he had just seen her before.
The madwoman in the neighbourhood was the spitting image of the woman in the photo!
Suddenly, frantic footsteps came from the stairwell.
Someone was coming up extremely quickly!
Looking at the bronze nail in his hand, sensing the speed the footsteps' owner was ascending the stairs, after only two seconds of analysis Wang Ye knew there wasn't enough time!
Wang Ye gritted his teeth, looking at the red lacquered wooden cabinet beside him. He dove inside and gently closed the door.
Just as Wang Ye finished moving, the footsteps' owner entered the living room.
Then the footsteps gradually slowed.
Thump.
Thump.
The footsteps were heavy, silently roaming around the living room, intermittent sounds arising.
Wang Ye held his breath and closed his eyes.
He knew if that thing discovered him, the probability was high he wouldn't be able to escape.
However...
Surrendering wasn't his style. He silently pulled out the flesh scraper tied to his calf and held it in his hand.
As long as the creature opened the cabinet door, Wang Ye could guarantee stabbing the flesh scraper into it in the first moment.
Although ghosts couldn't be killed, even if he could hinder it for one second, he'd have a better chance of surviving.
The intermittent chilling aura from the flesh scraper stimulated Wang Ye's body, making him even calmer.
The footsteps wandered around the living room, the pace very slow, sounds arising at times.
Gradually, the footsteps moved towards the kitchen.
Very quickly...
The footsteps abruptly sped up, seeming to have noticed something. They restlessly paced around the house, as if searching for something.
At this time, Wang Ye felt his hand touching the cabinet growing damp.
A faint bloody scent drifted into Wang Ye's nostrils.
Blood!
This cabinet wasn't painted red, it was blood!
But this was no longer the point. As time passed, the footsteps' owner seemed increasingly anxious, ceaselessly pacing around the room, accompanied by the sound of rummaging through items.
Suddenly...
The footsteps came to the bedroom.
This thing had come in!!!
Wang Ye's heart leaped up and he reflexively held his breath, not daring to make any sound.
Then...
The footsteps slowly walked towards the closet, and finally...
Stopped.
Right in front of the cabinet door!
Wang Ye's eyes flickered slightly as he slowly raised the flesh scraper in his hand, aimed at the cabinet door, ready to stab out at any time.
The room seemed to have gradually quieted down.
Time slowly passed, but Wang Ye still calmly maintained his posture without any movement.
After long periods dealing with supernatural events, his psychological endurance had already been honed to a horrifying degree.
Suddenly.
The wooden cabinet door next to him abruptly made a sound.
Then, judging by the noise, it sounded like someone had charged out from inside the cabinet!
There was someone in the adjacent cabinet!
Wang Ye was shocked!
He had been hiding alone inside the cabinet the entire time he was in the room!
In an instant, Wang Ye felt somewhat terrified in retrospect.
If he had wanted to hide in the other cabinet instead, he could have already been a corpse if the person had suddenly attacked him.
Having been complacent for too long recently, he had indeed relaxed his vigilance somewhat.
Wang Ye reflected on himself.
Based on the sounds, it seemed the person in the closet had successfully rushed out of the bedroom.
Then the previous footsteps chased out after them.
The bedroom became quiet again.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
