Chapter 10
Arriving in Beijing.
City center.
In the center of the entire city stood a towering skyscraper, piercing into the clouds.
Standing at the top of the building, one could overlook the entire city.
Seeing this majestic structure, Wang Ye couldn't help but twitch his mouth corner. Seeing Sun Qian's proud introduction, he was completely speechless.
If he remembered correctly, the headquarters of Tian Group, also this skyscraper, would have a grade A spiritual event in about three years.
Because this building...
Was so tall that the people upstairs had no time to escape at all.
Many died.
After that, Tian Group learned its lesson and changed to row houses instead...
Entering the building, the spacious first floor only had a simple front desk, where a pretty girl greeted them with a smile.
"You must be Wang Ye?"
Wang Ye nodded lightly.
"I have received the Minister's notice to take you to the assessment. Please come with me." The girl had a professional smile and said.
She then opened the elevator and pressed the button for the 13th floor.
"Good luck. I will not be responsible for what comes next." Sun Qian stood at the elevator and smiled at Wang Ye, then left.
As the girl left, the 13th floor became completely quiet.
A chill crept in, and Wang Ye frowned slightly.
A B-rank assessment task was to independently seal a lone ghost? The difficulty was a bit high.
Given the current level of espers, most could not seal ghosts alone, but worked in small teams instead.
Tian Group was overestimating itself a little too much.
And Tian Group seemed a bit too bold, to actually release a ghost in their headquarters. Any mistake could lead to severe losses.
Unknowingly, the lights seemed to be affected by the magnetic field, flickering uncertainly.
"It's starting."
Sensing the changing atmosphere, Wang Ye murmured.
A linen rope slid out from his left sleeve into his hand.
On his right hand index and middle fingers, a golden needle made entirely of gold appeared at some point.
After making sufficient preparations, Wang Ye did not act immediately, but instead stood in place as if waiting for something.
Before figuring out the ghost's killing pattern, any extra action could cost his life.
...
"This young man is quite calm."
Behind the huge screen, a middle-aged man nodded unconsciously as he watched Wang Ye.
Staying calm in crisis, his mentality was decent.
"But after all he is an ordinary person. Do you really think he can seal a ghost alone? Even if it is an engineered ghost."
Beside the middle-aged man, a young man with long flowing hair frowned, his eyes full of doubt.
"Heh, why force him to be able to seal the ghost? After all this is just an assessment, not a mission, right?" The middle-aged man chuckled.
The young man's eyes were deep, and he said no more.
...
Three minutes later.
Other than feeling a bit chilled, Wang Ye had no other anomalies.
"Is it hiding?"
"Or have I not triggered its killing pattern?"
Wang Ye frowned, surveying his surroundings under the flickering lights.
"Looks like waiting idly won't work..."
Wang Ye's mouth hooked into a strange smile. Indeed, such an assessment wouldn't be so simple. In that case, why not take the initiative to attack?
In his previous life, he had always believed in this principle...
As long as you grasp the ghost's killing pattern, even an ordinary person can easily contain it.
Of course...
For unsolvable ones, and those that kill indiscriminately...
One could only pray to live a while longer.
Wang Ye walked forward slowly, but no matter how he walked, he remained firmly in the spacious central area.
Leaning against walls and such...
That was like asking to die.
He might not even know when the ghost appeared and attacked, dying inexplicably.
But what Wang Ye didn't notice was...
As he walked forward, his shadow remained eerily in its original spot, shaking nonstop.
After a long while...
The shadow struggled and slowly rose from the ground, tilting its head as it watched Wang Ye's receding figure, then hid itself in the darkness and quietly followed.
"Nothing?"
After searching the entire floor, Wang Ye muttered.
That would make sense...
If it was a very aggressive ghost, then this assessment would be no different from murder.
But it seemed now that the most difficult part of this task was not the final sealing, but finding it.
Hide and seek?
Interesting.
A weird smile appeared at the corner of Wang Ye's mouth, his eyes filled with excitement.
"Foolish ordinary person."
The long-haired youth yawned boredly, having completely lost interest in Wang Ye.
In his perspective, Wang Ye was like an idiot, swaying around pointlessly.
"No, look closely."
The middle-aged man's mouth hooked into a smile. "It seems he has noticed something wrong already."
"It's barely been 10 minutes."
"I remember it took you about 30 minutes before you noticed something off in this assessment, right?"
The middle-aged man said, pointing at Wang Ye who had stopped moving on the screen.
"Hmph!" The long-haired youth snorted disdainfully, but his gaze returned to the screen.
...
"There are very few places to hide in the entire floor."
"So where is it..."
Wang Ye closed his eyes, picturing the floor plan in his mind, pondering continuously.
One minute later.
Wang Ye's eyes shot open, a smile floating at the corner of his mouth.
"Found you!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
