"An average second-tier university, not too bad," Youyin remarked, though she wasn’t really in a position to judge.
After all, she had never attended school.
She had been picked up by a Taoist master in a temple to learn occult arts. After descending the mountain, she took on odd jobs to make a living. It had taken her forever to save enough for a tiny apartment—only to transmigrate into this world after reading a novel.
But for Youyin, it wasn’t a big deal.
In this era, the development of feng shui masters was slow, and most tasks were left unfinished. Compared to the cutthroat competition of the future, this time was far more suitable for her survival.
But it wasn’t suitable for everyone.
Jiang Chu was one of those people.
The two followed Jiang Chu back to her home—a somewhat rundown neighborhood that had clearly seen better days, though at least it was clean.
They stepped into the elevator together.
Jiang Chu shivered, her neck prickling as if someone were breathing down her back. She even shuddered, but then her expression darkened with bitterness as she thought about what had just happened.
After all, it was her boyfriend of a year who had suddenly broken up with her. The ache in her chest was hard to ignore.
The elevator doors opened on the fifth floor. Youyin pretended to take a call and lingered in the hallway, watching as Little Wei followed Jiang Chu inside.
Youyin stroked her chin.
Would Jiang Xixi really be cruel enough to scare Jiang Chu to death?
Actually… Little Wei was very much tempted to stir up trouble.
She watched as Jiang Chu packed her things, then casually wandered around the apartment. The neighborhood might’ve been shabby, but the place itself was cozy and tidy.
Good. So far, this junior didn’t seem suspicious.
But how should she scare her?
That was the real question for Little Wei.
If Jiang Chu hadn’t been wiping away tears while packing, Little Wei might’ve actually messed with her a little.
She understood how Jiang Chu felt.
Being a woman—especially one with an unyielding spirit—meant suffering in this cruel world.
Jiang Chu didn’t earn much, her savings could be counted on one hand, and now she had to move out. Forget everything else—could she even afford rent?
Jiang Chu finished packing. Thankfully, she didn’t have much—just two suitcases.
Life’s hardships didn’t allow her to be a delicate, pampered fairy.
Little Wei took a step back and glanced at Youyin, who was still standing outside.
"Can you do me a favor?" Little Wei asked.
"Help her find a place? Sure. I actually have an apartment nearby—bought it a while ago." Youyin could tell what Little Wei was thinking just by her expression.
"I’ll pay you back later," Little Wei said, blinking.
Youyin chuckled at that.
"Don’t laugh! Seriously, I’ve got plenty of burial goods." Little Wei wasn’t exaggerating.
The original owner of her body had been from a well-off family. The gold and silver buried with her could easily cover the rent if sold.
"Fine. But no need for that. If you’re free, just come with me somewhere. It’ll be easy for you."
Youyin’s words piqued Little Wei’s curiosity.
"Are we… catching ghosts?" Little Wei ventured.
"Exactly," Youyin confirmed.
Little Wei: "…"
So now she had to bully her own kind?
Wasn’t that just ridiculous?
Whatever. Given her wife’s nature, even if they were disciplining ghosts, they definitely wouldn’t be good people anyway.
"But… will they be scary?" Little Wei asked cautiously.
If they were, well… whimper, she’d be the one scared to death.
But right now, it was hard to explain why she was afraid of ghosts.
I’m scared of myself.
Kind of funny when you thought about it.
"Probably. They’re vengeful spirits," Youyin mused.
But no matter how fierce, none had wandered the world as long as Jiang Xixi.
"You’re strong. They can’t beat you," Youyin said with a smile.
Little Wei: "…"
That wasn’t the issue!
The problem was she’d probably flee before the fight even started.
"Oh," Little Wei grumbled unhappily.
Jiang Chu soon emerged from the apartment. As she stepped into the elevator, a strikingly beautiful girl appeared in front of her.
"Hey, um… are you looking for a place to rent? I need a roommate."
Youyin’s tone was casual, her eyes warm as she smiled at Jiang Chu.
Jiang Chu blinked, glancing back at the rooms behind her.
"You live here too?"
Youyin quickly shook her head. "No, I was visiting a friend, but she’s out. I’ve been looking for a roommate for a while. If you need a place, I’ve got one. But if you’re not into sharing, no worries."
She pulled out her phone and showed Jiang Chu some photos—a fully furnished three-bedroom apartment with everything included. The villa was too far, so Youyin occasionally stayed here instead.
"How… how much?" Jiang Chu’s lips paled at the sight of the luxurious decor.
She had never seen such a beautiful place in her life—each bedroom had floor-to-ceiling windows, the kind every girl dreamed of.
"700 a month."
"Wait, seriously?" Jiang Chu couldn’t believe it.
"Yep. Just one condition—you’ll need to keep the shared areas clean. I’m rarely there, so it’ll mostly be yours. Just no nails in the walls or anything."
Jiang Chu’s face lit up.
"In that case, I’ll take it. Is it first month’s rent plus a deposit?"
Renting such a place for 700 was like winning the lottery. And this girl seemed well-off—she wouldn’t joke about something like this.
"Sure. Here’s my ID. Feel free to take a photo if you’re worried."
Jiang Chu hesitated but snapped a picture anyway.
It made her feel a little more secure.
"Let’s go. My car’s downstairs." Youyin tucked her ID back into her bag and glanced at Little Wei, smiling faintly.
Was this repaying Jiang Xixi for saving her life?
Probably.
Besides, having Jiang Chu stay at her place made it easier to keep an eye on her. She couldn’t leave Jiang Xixi to do all the observing alone.
The world was full of deceitful people. If Jiang Chu wasn’t as good as she seemed, what if Jiang Xixi—a ghost cut off from the world—got tricked?
But so far, Jiang Chu seemed like a decent girl.
Jiang Chu exhaled in relief. Sharing an apartment didn’t bother her at all.
This place was already better than most options.
Only 700.
Way cheaper than that two-bedroom she’d been eyeing.
Even when splitting rent with her ex, she’d paid over a thousand a month—and that place had been a dump.
Just looking at the view from the windows in those photos, she could tell it was in a prime location.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
