The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 49

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Chi Qingzhou understood. "So both of those ghost tamers are panicking."

Since Ah Lai had already stepped in, it was only right for him to help out too.

Not a single soul was getting taken away by those corpses on his watch.

Yeah, this was his kind of job.

Chi Qingzhou smirked, rolling up his sleeves. Casually picking up a long wooden stick from the pile of props, he strolled into the mist at an unhurried pace.

The guests saw his movements and were momentarily frozen before their faces twisted in horror.

Tang Qichen rushed forward, yelling anxiously, "Mr. Chi! Chi Qingzhou, where are you going?! Come back, now!"

Liang Ji also lunged forward, trying to grab him.

But they were a step too late—Chi Qingzhou had already disappeared into the fog.

Glancing back at the panicked guests, he smiled, warm and innocent.

"Don't worry. I'm just gonna have a little talk with them and I'll be right back."

He paused, his gaze landing on the trembling Xu Xinxin, then added softly, "If the two seniors still have the energy, please look after Miss Xu."

Xu Xinxin looked up in a daze, just in time to hear Chi Qingzhou's meaningful words:

"Sometimes, being too sensitive isn't a good thing."

Her face instantly turned pale, and she instinctively grabbed onto Zhong Lingshu's sleeve.

Chi Qingning watched as Chi Qingzhou's figure disappeared into the fog, lowering his gaze to hide the cold glint in his eyes.

Go on, go on. Hopefully, you'll never come back.

Chi Qingzhou gripped the long wooden stick as he slowly walked through the dense fog.

The eerie energy in the air was so thick it was almost turning liquid.

Looking around, everything was blanketed in endless white, making it impossible to tell which way was which.

Except for the dark, shifting figures in the mist, becoming clearer and clearer.

They caught the scent of a living human. Like sharks smelling blood, they dragged their stiff bodies forward, scrambling to reach Chi Qingzhou first.

Chi Qingzhou chuckled.

Shifting his grip on the staff, he held it with both hands. The tip of the stick touched the ground. Then, with a swift step forward, he kicked the stick high into the air!

A living corpse suddenly lunged from the fog, its twisted features writhing, glowing fingernails flashing as it aimed straight for Chi Qingzhou's throat.

But instead of backing away, Chi Qingzhou stepped in. His core tensed, his foot landed firm, and with a downward slash—

The stick cut through the fog, slicing through the air with a sharp whoosh before slamming down hard on the corpse's shoulder.

The thing didn't even sway. It just crashed straight to the ground.

The bones from its right shoulder to its back were completely shattered by Chi Qingzhou's strike. No matter how much it struggled, its limbs flailed uselessly—it couldn't get up.

Chi Qingzhou withdrew his stick and lightly prodded the collapsed corpse with the tip.

From within his shadow, Xing Shuangzhan reached out a hand and started extracting the ghostly energy locked inside the creature's body.

These corpses had only just been created, so their ghost energy hadn't leaked out much yet. That meant regular people wouldn't see anything too weird happening.

But in the livestream chat, chaos erupted.

[Holy sh*t, what is that?!]

[Ahhh, that face just now was terrifying!!]

[I'm gonna die from fright! Is this some special effect from the production team?!]

[Wait, was that a crew member? Just now, it really looked like he was about to attack Mr. Chi—my heart almost stopped.]

[No, you got it backward. It looked like CQZ was the one who hit that crew member.]

[Production team, can you stop messing around? This thing is way too ugly!]

[Honestly, the makeup is pretty impressive. Did they learn this from a haunted house?]

Chi Qingzhou didn't bother checking the livestream chat, but he could easily guess what the viewers were talking about. His smile became even softer and more sincere.

"Dangerous stunts, please do not attempt. Post-production team, remember to add a disclaimer subtitle. We don't want the audience to get the wrong idea."

[So it's just special effects, huh.]

[The crew is so dedicated, respect.]

[Wait, so he wasn't actually hitting anyone? Meh, that's boring.]

While the audience was still caught up in their confusion and shock, Xing Shuangzhan effortlessly harvested a wave of high-purity emotions from the chat.

He remained hidden in the shadows and spoke in a voice only Chi Qingzhou could hear. "Qingzhou, be careful. The ghost energy controlling this corpse... is the same as mine."

Chi Qingzhou gave a small nod to show he understood.

Since the livestream, powered by eerie energy, wasn't all that intelligent, the audience couldn't see what was happening on the ground. They only saw Chi Qingzhou nodding and assumed the production team was giving him some kind of instructions.

[Don't tell me this special segment was custom-made just for CQZ?]

[LMAO, is this because CQN stole the spotlight yesterday, and CQZ got mad and demanded his own event?]

[Use your brains, people. You think they could whip up effects like this last-minute?]

[This season's show is so weird. Wasn't this supposed to be a chill travel variety? Why did it suddenly change direction?]

[Wait, aren't you guys noticing that the person who attacked CQZ seemed... off?]

[That pale complexion, those stiff movements—was that really a living person?]

[AHHH BEHIND HIM!! HE'S ABOUT TO GET JUMPED! ACTOR CHI, RUN!!]

A shadow suddenly lunged from behind Chi Qingzhou, hands curled into claws, slashing toward the back of his neck with razor-sharp fingernails stained with fresh blood.

Many viewers were so startled they spammed the chat frantically, terrified that Chi Qingzhou was about to get hurt.

But as if he had eyes in the back of his head, Chi Qingzhou ducked, smoothly dodging the attack. He braced his right hand against the ground, flipped up, and locked his legs around the corpse's neck in one swift motion—coiling tight like a snake.

The corpse stumbled forward, its balance thrown off. Seizing the moment, Chi Qingzhou twisted sharply.

A sickening crack.

Its head snapped clean off.

Without missing a beat, Xing Shuangzhan extracted its ghost energy, and the still-writhing corpse instantly fell silent.

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