Chapter 62
A cold gaze silently watched Wang Ye's figure from a nearby rooftop.
Finally, the figure slowly disappeared.
Even when walking in corners, Wang Ye was still occasionally discovered by ghost slaves who ceaselessly attacked him.
These massive numbers of ghost slaves continuously delayed Wang Ye's footsteps.
While dealing with the ghost slaves and aimlessly searching through the city, Wang Ye's eyebrows were deeply furrowed.
Lin'an City was neither big nor small.
Searching aimlessly like this, who knows how long it would take to find that ghost's whereabouts.
The scope of this ghost domain was simply outrageous.
What's more, what made Wang Ye solemn was that the number of level 2 ghost slaves was not small.
Level 2 ghost slaves would often launch sneak attacks against Wang Ye from dark corners.
Moreover, the wounds around the waists of level 2 ghost slaves had already healed. They would not immediately split into two halves like ordinary ghost slaves.
Even with the existence of Little Four, he had already suffered several heavy blows. Although he had not been seriously injured, continuing like this, he would still be worn down to death in the ghost domain.
Also...
Seeing how the ghost domain could cover the entire city, he did not believe it had only cultivated level 2 ghost slaves.
It seemed he needed to find a way to get to Lin'an City's Celestial Organization branch first.
After thinking for a bit, Wang Ye recalled the map of Lin'an City he had checked before setting out. He quickly moved in a direction.
Suddenly, an icy voice rang out.
"You want to go to the Celestial branch? It's very dangerous there now."
Hearing the voice, Wang Ye abruptly halted his footsteps, his cold gaze looking into the distance.
A slender figure slowly emerged from the mist, carrying a huge black box on his back. His expression was calm as he silently watched Wang Ye.
"Let me introduce myself. Celestial Lin'an City squad... captain Luo Ping."
Luo Ping.
Wang Ye's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he recalled all the information he had checked about Lin'an City before heading out.
Luo Ping, 22 years old.
Second Awakening.
Awakened parts: legs, eyes.
A native of Lin’an City who joined Celestial half a year ago. Calm when dealing with things and has handled many supernatural events.
And the photo in the information...
was him!
After confirming it was Luo Ping, Wang Ye put away the ghost blade but still kept a certain distance from Luo Ping.
"What happened at the branch?"
Wang Ye's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he asked.
Luo Ping's expression was indifferent. "Three hours ago, the branch was attacked by that terrifying creature. Most people took refuge in the safe house."
"Is that ghost at the branch?" Wang Ye asked.
Luo Ping shook his head. "No, it left. But it left some ghost slaves at the branch's location, more terrifying than these guys."
As he spoke, a faint glow emerged from Luo Ping's legs as he kicked and shattered a level 2 ghost slave pouncing towards him.
...
Sure enough, there are level 3 ghost slaves...
Wang Ye thought silently: "How did you get out?"
"I happened to be outside checking the situation when it happened. I didn't have confidence in dealing with those things, so I went to wait for rescue at the city gate. Then I saw you," Luo Ping calmly explained.
Safe house huh...
Wang Ye was still somewhat familiar with safe houses, as Celestial Headquarters also had one.
It was a room made of gold melted into panels. Ghosts cannot affect gold, so as long as there was sufficient food, there would be no danger to life inside the safe house.
Of course, it was not absolute.
If that terrifying wailing creature from the wastelands...
Even separated by gold, everything inside would still be killed.
So, "You want me to accompany you to save the branch members?" Wang Ye looked at Luo Ping and said lightly.
Luo Ping nodded without speaking.
"What's in that box on your back?" Suddenly, Wang Ye's gaze fell on the black box behind Luo Ping's back.
Luo Ping was silent for a moment. "My weapons, supernatural artifacts."
Wang Ye nodded lightly.
"You've almost convinced me." Wang Ye looked at Luo Ping and smiled faintly. "But...I refuse."
Refuse?
For the first time, surprise appeared on Luo Ping's usually expressionless face.
It was as if he found it baffling why Wang Ye would refuse. After all, he had come to provide reinforcements. Working with a Second Awakening like himself was the most reasonable, right?
Wang Ye gently retreated two steps. "I sensed something from you that could threaten my life."
As his voice fell, Wang Ye gradually disappeared into the thick fog.
After eating that fruit, his physical abilities had become unprecedentedly powerful. Likewise, his perception had also obtained an enormous boost.
When facing Luo Ping, he had sensed a threat.
It was an energy that could threaten his life.
According to the information, Luo Ping was just a Second Awakening. How could he possibly have this kind of strength?
Even the other two squad captains in Beijing didn't make Wang Ye feel this way.
But he truly didn't sense any malice from Luo Ping. Still, that did not affect his decision.
In the perilous Lin'an City where he could die at any time, being with someone whose strength clearly did not match his information was even less reassuring than having Little Four around.
At least he was now certain of the existence of level 3 ghost slaves.
As Wang Ye disappeared, a flash of light glinted in Luo Ping's eyes as he watched.
The huge black box on his back swayed lightly twice.
"Humph!"
Luo Ping let out a cold humph. He took out a strange talisman and affixed it to the box.
The box's swaying gradually disappeared.
Luo Ping's icy gaze took one last look in the direction Wang Ye had vanished before he turned and left.
After Luo Ping left, the fog stirred slightly and Wang Ye's figure reappeared.
Staring in the direction Luo Ping had departed, the look in Wang Ye's eyes flickered as he pondered: As expected, there's something odd about that box...
And that talisman, what was it?
Thinking so, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Wang Ye's mouth. Without a sound, he began to follow the direction Luo Ping had left in.
At that time, outside Lin'an City, a youth abruptly appeared in a corner.
"I don't believe it, I can't pass again this time!"
Determination flashed in the youth's flickering eyes. He avoided the crowds and silently slipped into the ghost domain.
In his hand was an antique bronze lamp.
The wick was nearly burned out.
As the bronze lamp lit up, the thick fog actually receded slightly.
The youth kept muttering something under his breath. He successfully snuck into Lin'an City.
The moment he entered, he reluctantly extinguished the lamp and placed it in his backpack. He took out a longevity robe and put it on.
The ghost slaves that had originally rushed at him seemed to lose their target. They wandered the streets once more.