Ten minutes later.
At the base of the ghost-hunting team, inside the cozy little hut of the players.
Zhou Yue, Zhou Qiaoling, and Mu Yawen sat on stools with their heads lowered like children who had done something wrong, their expressions full of embarrassment.
Beside them, Zhong Yi glared at the trio with a mix of frustration and disappointment.
"Look at you, just look at you!!!"
Zhong Yi was seething inside.
He could have escaped, but the three of them had locked him in the basement, leaving him at the mercy of the female ghost, who drained him of his life.
When Zhou Yue and the others reopened the basement door to fetch matches for the lantern and saw Zhong Yi’s corpse lying on the stairs, their expressions were… indescribable.
"Each of you is a prodigy from your respective peaks—future representatives of the Lingxiao Sect’s reputation! How could you be scared witless by a mere ghost in an illusion?!"
Zhong Yi lectured them with a stern glare.
Hearing this, the live-stream chat erupted in amusement.
[Hahahaha, the streamer really has the nerve to say that!]
[LMAO, I won’t name names, but someone was so scared they headbutted the door.]
[Talk about confidence after changing your pants.]
[Who knew disciples of the Lingxiao Sect would be afraid of ghosts…]
[Don’t even start, the elite disciple from Tianxuan Sect was terrified too.]
[This illusion is genuinely horrifying! Try it yourself if you don’t believe me!]
[No way! I’ve seen all kinds of horrors—how could a ghost in an illusion scare me?]
[Go live and show us, let’s see what you’ve got.]
……
After Zhong Yi was killed by the female ghost, the remaining three, having stayed in the dark for too long, saw their sanity points plummet rapidly.
Even after relighting the lantern, they still triggered the ghost’s hunting phase.
Within less than ten minutes, all three had met gruesome ends at the hands of the female ghost.
"Even though we lost… we still gathered a lot of valuable intel."
Zhong Yi sighed, trying to console the group.
He had died first.
After death, he became a spectating spirit, observing the map from a detached perspective.
Freed from sanity constraints, Zhong Yi could analyze the illusion’s mechanics more clearly.
He had noticed many intriguing details.
For instance,
the female ghost wore embroidered shoes, could douse matches, and even muttered, "The guilty must pay for their sins…"
Zhong Yi privately assumed she was either a drowned ghost or a vengeful spirit.
Yet, when the final results were tallied, the entity’s classification turned out to be "wandering ghost."
From this, Zhong Yi drew a conclusion:
Superficial traits—like a ghost’s appearance or certain behaviors—could be deceptive.
The only reliable way to determine a spirit’s true nature was through evidence recorded in ancient texts.
Zhong Yi glanced at the spectral dossier in his hand.
Wandering ghosts, nightmares, wraiths, drowned ghosts, vengeful spirits, ghost infants…
A total of 24 types!
Each ghost had three distinct traits, requiring identification artifacts to verify and document.
"If even a wandering ghost is this terrifying… Old Demon Lu is truly a monster!!!"
Recalling the ordeal, Zhou Qiaoling shuddered and hugged her shoulders.
Even though the fear-inducing formation was gone, the lingering dread remained.
The thing that had reduced the four of them to screaming wrecks was just a wandering ghost?
Then what about the even more horrifying vengeful spirits, malevolent ghosts…
Or worse—ghost immortals?
The thought sent another chill down her spine.
"I—I’m done! I swear the cabinet next to me just moved!!"
Zhou Qiaoling waved her hands frantically, ready to log off.
But Zhou Yue grabbed her before she could.
"Zhou! Qiao! Ling!!"
Zhou Yue glared at her fiercely.
"Look at yourself—scared out of your wits by one ghost! As cultivators, how can we focus only on refining our bodies and neglect our minds? You’re staying, no excuses!"
After a stern lecture from Zhou Yue and Zhong Yi, Zhou Qiaoling reluctantly stayed.
The four of them selected their equipment and once again arrived at a familiar place—
the haunted house.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
