"No." Cui Wenyan flatly refused, "You can wait for me here. I’ll go over there and check it out." In Cui Wenyan’s heart, a voice told her that the Ghost King controlling this city was the one who killed her parents. It must be, there’s no mistake!
She wanted revenge, she had to seek vengeance!
How could Yan Qing possibly let Cui Wenyan go alone? He pedaled the bicycle and followed her. Then he saw Cui Wenyan’s slender legs pedaling frantically, quickly leaving him far behind.
What? What? This isn’t possible! How can a young girl be this formidable?
Unwilling to be outdone, Yan Qing sped up too. However, watching Cui Wenyan’s increasingly distant silhouette, he widened his eyes in disbelief.
He, Yan Qing, a strong 22-year-old man, was overtaken by a 17-year-old high school girl on a bicycle this day.
What a disgrace for a lifetime!
The Ghost Hunters in front of the monitor watched this scene, twitching at the corners of their mouths. They wanted to laugh, but such a situation wasn’t suitable for laughter.
The world in Cui Wenyan’s eyes had changed. In her view, the city before her was shrouded in dark energy. The place where the dark energy was the thickest was just ahead. Is that where the Ghost King resides?
Cui Wenyan finally stopped in front of a park, parked her bicycle, and stepped into the park, heading toward where the dark energy was densest.
The park was empty, but the strong smell of blood almost made her retch. Passing the artificial lake in the park, Cui Wenyan gasped at what she saw inside. The enormous artificial lake lacked water, filled entirely with human remains, shocking to behold. They were the unjustly killed people of this city. No souls were present; souls weren’t here.
Cui Wenyan continued forward and eventually saw a figure sitting on a swing in a sandpit.
"Oh, a little rabbit has come. Not bad, as the first Ghost Hunter to find me, I’ll reward you well." The "person" on the swing lifted their head, speaking lazily and slowly.
When Cui Wenyan clearly saw this "person’s" face, her expression changed dramatically, without saying a word, she drew out her Nine Bends Whip and attacked directly.
She was absolutely certain that the Ghost King before her was the one who killed her parents. Because the Ghost King’s face was her father’s face!
"You filthy thing, how dare you use this face?" Cui Wenyan swung the Nine Bends Whip and charged forward.
"Face? Oh, it seems this face belongs to someone you know." The Ghost King chuckled softly, disappearing from the spot, making Cui Wenyan miss her attack.
"How about this face?" The Ghost King shifted to another face, that of Cui Wenyan’s mother.
Cui Wenyan stood still, her eyes full of hatred, quietly watching the Ghost King, then she shook the Bell in her hand.
The Ghost King’s gaze turned bewildered for a moment, then regained clarity, no longer casual, but looked at Cui Wenyan solemnly, uttering a few words: "Interesting."
"Die!" Cui Wenyan swung the Nine Bends Whip again, attacking alongside the Bell.
...
By the time Yan Qing arrived at the park, still panting, he heard the earth-shattering noises and a furious roar from inside.
"You damned girl! Die, die!"
The park’s dark energy suddenly surged.
Yan Qing yelled and rushed inside. Had Cui Wenyan found the Ghost King? She fought with the Ghost King; what exactly had she done to make the Ghost King this angry?
(Tomorrow this world concludes; next world, ancient times, the indolent Empress.)