The young man was fully on guard, his muscles taut as he took a defensive stance. He even raised his hand and pulled out a Peach Wood Sword adorned with Five Emperors Coins from his backpack.
Pei Ye took two glances and looked away.
Even if his spiritual power was a hundred times stronger than an ordinary person's, in her eyes, he was still the weakest of the weak—a complete novice. He was nothing worth paying attention to.
The young man stood there, perplexed.
Watching helplessly as Pei Ye walked away and entered the nearby vocational nursing college, his expression grew increasingly solemn. He called his master.
"Chun'er, have you figured out the car accident?"
"There is a residual aura of a fierce ghost at the scene of the accident. This probably isn't an ordinary car crash. Just like last time, it's most likely the same fierce ghost causing trouble." Zhu Chun'an gazed in the direction Pei Ye had left, his handsome brows knitted in wariness. "However, I just discovered another target with extremely heavy Evil Qi. I don't know if it has anything to do with the car accident."
Zhu Chun'an was a Heavenly Master belonging to Team One of the Special Security Investigation and Management Department under the Heavenly Master Alliance, and he studied under a certain Perfected One of the Xuan Sect. Despite only being a college sophomore, he possessed an innate Pure Yang Body along with the Yin Yang Eye. With immense talent and comprehension, he was the most powerful member of Team One despite his young age.
The path of Cultivation was exactly like that. Years of bitter training couldn't compare to talent and comprehension. Some could attain sudden enlightenment and experience Ascension, while others couldn't even touch the threshold in their entire lifetimes.
Comparisons were truly maddening!
At noon, an anomaly was discovered at this intersection. The Special Investigation Department issued a mission to the closest operative, Zhu Chun'an, asking him to come over and investigate. Instead of finding the troublemaking fierce ghost, he ran into a formidable character shrouded in Evil Qi.
Zhu Chun'an swore that in all his life of dealing with evil spirits, even if all of them were bundled together, their Evil Qi wouldn't amount to a tenth of that person's.
He bit his lip and explained the general situation to his master. The old Daoist on the other end of the phone remained silent for a long time.
"You possess a Pure Yang Body. That evil spirit didn't make a move on you?"
Zhu Chun'an thought for a moment. "Does rolling her eyes at me count?"
The old Daoist fell silent once again.
Rolling her eyes at most counted as "making eyes," not "making a move"! This disciple was good in every way, except his brain wasn't too bright.
"Since it's such a vicious evil spirit, avoid its edge for now. Prioritize your own safety and just investigate the fierce ghost behind the car accident," the old Daoist warned his disciple, lest he bite off more than he could chew and lose his life.
Zhu Chun'an nodded. He was a sophomore in the Computer Science Department at 233 Finance University, which was right next door to the nursing college. The fact that the evil spirit was at the nursing college also made it convenient for him to keep an eye on her. If she started causing trouble, he could arrive at the first possible moment.
"It's still more important to investigate the fierce ghost."
This month alone, three tragedies had occurred at this intersection. The circumstances of the victims' deaths were all quite bizarre.
The first was a forty-two-year-old middle-aged man, a "Sanhe God"—a typical vagabond who would work for one day and slack off for three. His cause of death: he ignored the traffic lights, suddenly rushed under the wheels of a large truck, and was crushed into meat paste.
The second was a thirty-three-year-old hair salon owner. His salon did legitimate business during the day and illegitimate business at night. His cause of death: he mistook the gas pedal for the brake and crashed into six cars in a row. Because he wasn't wearing a seatbelt, he was flung out the window and run over by a passing car, dying on the spot.
The third was a twenty-five-year-old rich kid who excelled in nothing but eating, drinking, and having a good time.
His cause of death...
Well...
Even the experienced and knowledgeable Zhu Chun'an hadn't expected such a cause of death. He had gotten too wild fooling around with his girlfriend while driving, and ended up partying himself to death.
Young people these days really were wild.
The victims of the three car accidents had no connection to each other and were completely unacquainted in life. The only commonality was the trace of a fierce ghost appearing at all three scenes. Therefore, the special department's conclusion was that the fierce ghost was killing indiscriminately rather than seeking targeted revenge.
The former was different from the latter. If it was the former, they needed to stake out the intersection and wait for the fierce ghost to strike again. If it was the latter, they would have to investigate the common traits among the three victims, protect the fourth potential victim, and wait for the fierce ghost to show itself.
While the handsome young man in the white shirt squatted at the intersection lamenting about life, Pei Ye was nestled in her dorm room playing on her phone. To be precise, she was playing Love and Raising Puppies on her phone.
"It's really confusing how a puppy-raising game would include a mishmash of modes like Match-3, Snake, Fight the Landlord, and Rhythm Master," she muttered.
Her words were full of disdain, but her actions proved she was enjoying every second of it. As a result, her roommates could hear the game's background music playing out loud, with a cute, milky voice repeatedly calling out "Airplane," "Bomb," and "Pass"...
Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't help but roll her eyes at Pei Ye on the opposite bed. "Could you turn off the sound effects on your crappy phone?"
Pei Ye ignored her.
Zhou Huirong smiled to smooth things over and changed the topic. "Xiao Hong got a new phone! What brand is this? It looks awfully nice. It must have cost a lot of money, right?"
The phone Pei Ye was holding while playing Fight the Landlord was an ultra-thin new model Zhou Huirong had never seen before. It featured a "true" full screen of 5.6 inches with a stylish, beautiful, and minimalist design.
Only then did Bai Xiaoxiao notice that Pei Ye was holding a new phone. "Where's your ridiculously hilarious secondhand knockoff phone from before?"
Pei Ye replied concisely, "In my pocket."
She had kept the original owner's phone. As for the one in her hands, it was likely prepared by the Heavenly Brain.
Bai Xiaoxiao's gaze couldn't help but dart back and forth between the phone and Pei Ye's face, wondering where she had bought it. How could a pauper who could only afford a secondhand, high-imitation knockoff get the money to buy a new phone that obviously cost a fortune? Thinking about how Xiao Hong had stayed out all night yesterday, her eyes immediately filled with a bit more contempt. She figured she must have run off to do compensated dating again.
While they were talking, Pei Ye acutely noticed that the aura of Lei Yating on the upper bunk had grown a bit thinner.
Opening the System Record, sure enough, there was a new notification.
[16:21, the female lead Lei Yating used Immortal Water. Lifespan decreased by 1 day.]
On the upper bunk, Lei Yating, muffled beneath her thin quilt, was trembling all over with excitement, her shoulders shaking with laughter.
On the lower bunk, Pei Ye was swayed back and forth by the movement.
Before she could finish rejoicing, Pei Ye stretched out a long leg from the lower bunk and lightly kicked the bed board. "Keep the noise down while you're humping your quilt."
Everyone: "..."
Lei Yating: "..."
She had a string of curses she desperately wanted to unleash right now!
The still-pure roommates didn't know the innuendo behind humping a quilt, but Lei Yating, who had married early in her past life to become a full-time housewife, certainly did. She immediately flushed a furious red with embarrassment and fired back. "Xiao Hong, you're shameless! What are you slandering me for?"
Pei Ye couldn't help but roll her eyes and retorted, "If you aren't humping your quilt, then why are you shaking so much?"
Lei Yating scrambled down quickly and said angrily, "I couldn't hold back my laughter from reading a joke, is that a crime? Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"
Pei Ye coldly glanced at the frosted bottle in her hands. The bottle was semi-transparent with a frosted texture, holding about 300 milliliters of mint-green liquid. Even without opening it to take a sniff, a quick sweep of her spiritual power told her that there was something not quite right about this thing.
Seeing her looking at her Immortal Water, Lei Yating's nerves instantly tensed up.
This bottle of Immortal Water was snatched up by Lei Yating when the Hundred Flowers Fairy sent out red envelopes. Smearing just a thin layer of it was enough to lighten the old, deep-seated scars on her hands. The effects were even more miraculous than those described in novels.
If she applied it to her face and body, why would she ever need to buy high-end skincare products again?