At the #4 entrance,
A few instructors, as longtime old teammates, worked together seamlessly and quickly dealt with this group of monster parasites.
One instructor stood in a tree with a gun in each hand.
Finally the cleanup was complete, he breathed a sigh of relief and started chatting after the fact: "The National Guard Army has been severely underestimated here."
"There are more people coming, don't let your guard down."
Instructor Wang drew out his sword and pointed it towards the front.
The other instructors looked around vigilantly.
The woods were blown by the wind, the leaves shook and collided to make a rustling sound.
They were on high alert for a while, but still nothing was found and they all looked towards Instructor Wang.
Instructor Wang also shook his head, puzzled in his heart.
Suddenly, he noticed a flash of shadow passing behind him.
Instructor Wang immediately turned around to check, but there was still only the noisy students behind him, and he didn't notice anything amiss.
Relying on his many years of combat experience and personal intuition, he chased it.
"Hey! What's going on?"
The other instructors followed Instructor Wang and asked.
Instructor Wang frowned, looking around.
Over here!
With a swoosh he pulled out his sword and stabbed it over.
The body of the sword was stabbed into the wall, with fresh blood flowing down in the air about ten centimeters from the wall.
"There's someone here!"
The instructors' faces were slightly astonished, but they reacted quickly and attacked the place where the blood was flowing.
The place where the blood was flowing gradually revealed the contours of a human figure...
Instructor Wang used the tip of his sword to peel open the strange cloak covering him.
It looked like an ability item.
This unidentified infiltrator seemed to give up struggling and leaned against the wall to let them attack.
The instructors felt bad and immediately stopped their hands.
Unfortunately, it was too late...
A ghost bride in bridal clothes floated up from inside this unidentified infiltrator, completely separated from his body.
A pale face, crimson lips, she would definitely be a great beauty if she were human.
The man lying on the ground lost his life instantly after the ghost bride left his body.
The ghost bride held a cloth doll in her hand, wrapped around with many red threads, the other ends of the red threads were tied to the instructors.
The marriage covenant is formed!
Husband and wife share life and death, they live and die together.
Instructor Wang's face changed drastically as he shouted loudly, "All students retreat from the scene as soon as possible!"
This ghost bride had swallowed so many humans that she had actually reached B level!
What's more important is that they attacked the ghost bride, fulfilling the conditions for the ghost bride to take revenge.
Then the ghost bride could sign a marriage covenant with them.
For both parties of the marriage covenant, attacking the ghost bride would also cause equal harm to oneself.
If this was all, they wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice themselves to ensure the safety of the next generation.
But the problem lies with the cloth doll the ghost bride was holding—the substitute doll. The ghost bride can shift the damage from the marriage covenant onto the substitute doll.
When they inflicted harm on the ghost bride, not only would they be injured, but the ghost bride would be completely unharmed.
When the ghost bride harmed them, the doll would suffer on her behalf.
Now someone needed to end the ghost bride with one stroke of the knife in order to restrain her actions.
Obviously the instructors didn't have the conditions and strength to do that.
The students weren't mules, they had been taught things in class that should be taught, so they naturally recognized that this was a ghost bride.
Very quickly a third year student came out to direct the scene, leading the newcomers to retreat.
But things didn’t go as smoothly as expected.
I saw the ghost bride's fingers curled into claws as she floated swiftly towards the students.
The instructors tried their best to block her, but couldn't stop her.
After all, when unable to attack, C-level and D-level ability holders trying to stop a B-level monster was simply impossible.
"Request backup at entrance #4, the enemy is a B-level ghost bride monster."
Finding it helpless, Instructor Wang could only first request backup, and then chase her to protect the students.
The students who were barely maintaining order were completely disrupted and fled in all directions after being attacked by the ghost bride.
There was a huge gap between the two sides.
In a moment, the ghost bride's claws pierced through two students' chests as she dragged the corpses away.
"Captain Wang, this is bad!"
One instructor said, he realized that the ghost bride intended to have a full meal and then escape again to infiltrate the crowd.
"I know, follow her."
Instructor Wang's expression was calm, as he also saw her intention.
But it’s very fortunate that there were no more student casualties. They could only follow the ghost bride closely to prevent her from infiltrating the crowd again.
That's what he said, but he had no confidence in his heart.
The ghost bride could float, and she was faster than them by who knows how much.
Soon they started to lose sight of the ghost bride, and could only see a dot far away.
The ghost bride looked back at Instructor Wang and the others, with the corners of her mouth upturned.
These humans who oppose abilities are truly laughable.
I just need to parasite them, and they still want me to risk my life and go on a killing spree at the school?
Who would eat all the food at once, wouldn't that be a waste?
Also, she wasn’t without a brain. If she didn’t run away now, wouldn’t she be killed by high-level ability users coming?
Holding the corpses in her hands, the ghost bride was extremely proud and whispered to herself softly.
"Go back to find more humans to parasite."
She had tasted the sweetness of parasitizing humans.
Suddenly, she noticed a person in front wearing a black cloak, hooded, face covered with a wooden mask, had taken out a long knife from his pocket.
It could be seen that this long knife had a scabbard as dark as lacquer, intricately carved with beautiful patterns, and even inlaid with gold threads.
Clang! A sound rang out as the sharp blade was unsheathed.
The blade was sharp, exuding a hint of chill.
He held the knife in both hands, waved it simply.
The ghost bride sneered, that's all? Just a human who doesn't understand blades, behaving all pretentiously.
Even if she took it head on, she wouldn’t...
Whoosh!
I saw a blade aura cutting through the air and coming towards the ghost bride.
Nothing? Bullshit!
In its final moments before death, these words kept echoing in its brain.
Its body was sliced in half at the waist by the blade aura, falling from midair and hitting the ground with a loud thud.
The mysterious person who had suddenly appeared put the knife back into its sheath, then turned and walked away leisurely.
A real man never looks back at the explosion.
Uh, although there is no explosive scene, killing the monster is similar enough.
Just as the mysterious person was thinking this, his gaze suddenly met with a pair of light brown eyes.
Qi Yuan held a file bag in hand, standing in the middle of the road blocking his way. He happened to see this mysteriously dressed person pretending to be some expert, and felt somewhat tempted to learn from him. Then he suddenly remembered that weird costumes were not allowed in school.
"Weird costumes are not allowed in school."
So, Qi Yuan kindly reminded the mysterious person.
The mysterious person was somewhat at a loss from his words, and froze on the spot without speaking.
A gust of autumn wind blew past, with the ghost bride's corpse quietly lying on the ground, while the two stood facing each other, fluttering clothes billowing in the wind.
When the instructors arrived, this was the scene they saw.
Seeing Qi Yuan and the mysterious person in a standoff, Instructor Wang questioned sternly.
"Who are you? What business do you have sneaking into school?"
Under Instructor Wang's questioning, the mysterious person was first stunned, then took a step back, cupped one hand in the other across his chest towards Qi Yuan and bowed his head.
"Young Master, I have killed this monster. This subordinate will take my leave first!"
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
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!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.
