The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 53

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Delicate features. Cool, elegant presence. Those dreamy, peach-blossom eyes shimmered faintly, and lips curled into a smile that was both innocent and strangely passionate.

An incredibly beautiful face.

He recognized it.

It was that guest. The one who had messed up his entire plan.

Back then, he had thought the guy was just a regular human—maybe just a little stronger than most.

But everything happening now was shattering that belief.

Looking at this shadow—this nearly two-dimensional, weightless entity—Zhu Yantong's mind went completely blank.

For a brief second, he seemed to think about many things. And at the same time, he thought of nothing at all. Every cell in his body was just screaming one thing: danger.

The shadow squinted at him playfully.

Then, with a bright, almost childlike delight, it rested a hand on Zhu Yantong's right shoulder and even added its own little sound effect—

"Crack."

With a crisp, bone-chilling snap, the shadow's fingers tightened. Zhu Yantong's shoulder blade and arm shattered effortlessly.

A sharp, searing pain exploded through him, straight to his skull.

Like his flesh was being torn apart alive.

A gut-wrenching scream burst from Zhu Yantong's throat. He thrashed violently, trying to shake off Chi Qingzhou's shadow.

But how could he shake off something that didn't even have a solid body?

Pain. Rage. Sheer terror. Zhu Yantong was losing his mind. He didn't even care about the remaining living corpses anymore—he just turned and ran.

And as he ran, he screamed hysterically, "You're not human! What the hell are you?!"

The shadow tilted its head, looking even more innocent than Chi Qingzhou's actual body.

What was this guy even saying?

It was just a shadow.

Shadows don't understand things like that.

It reached out, aiming for Zhu Yantong's left shoulder next.

Zhu Yantong's guts twisted with fear. He was beyond desperate now. With no other choice, he gritted his teeth, gripped his dagger, and—

Slash!

He hacked off his own right arm.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

The thick, metallic scent filled the foggy air.

His skin turned deathly pale, almost corpse-like, as agony nearly shut down his brain. Still, he forced himself to stay conscious, gasping for breath as he desperately chanted his master's name three times in Puluo language.

The next second, his whole body collapsed headfirst. Within moments, his flesh turned into a puddle of sludge, sinking into the soil and vanishing completely.

The shadow, losing the physical body it had been clinging to, pouted in dissatisfaction before reluctantly standing up on its own.

It glanced at Xing Shuangzhan, who was still guarding its real body, and grumbled with a hint of grievance, "Ugh, that corpse stench is so strong. So this ghost tamer really hasn't been human for a long time."

With Zhu Yantong gone, the remaining few living corpses stiffened for a moment, then started aimlessly wandering through the thick white fog.

Xing Shuangzhan only stepped a little farther away after the shadow returned to Chi Qingzhou's side, then began dealing with the leftover living corpses.

The slightly weakened ghostly energy reduced interference in the livestream room, allowing the members of the Xuanshu Association and the Paranormal Bureau, who had been monitoring it, to finally make out the blurry figure on screen.

The Xuanshu Association members paled in shock. "Xing Su?! That's Xing Su!"

"What the hell is he doing?!"

"What's going on in Yinping Village? Are the villagers still alive?"

"He woke up early—why didn't the grave watchers report it?!"

"Start the ritual, now! We can't afford any delays!"

Chaos erupted in the Xuanshu Association. Fear was written all over their faces, no longer hidden beneath any pretense.

The Paranormal Bureau agents, on the other hand, had no patience for their panic. After a quick discussion, they confirmed that Xing Shuangzhan was protecting Chi Qingzhou, which made them even more convinced that they could negotiate with this apocalyptic-level ghost.

Their reasoning was simple.

Xing Shuangzhan was still in control of his mind. Even though he was pissed off, he was restraining his ghostly energy and hadn't caused any catastrophic destruction. Clearly, he wasn't the kind of malicious spirit that thrived on slaughter.

A ghost of this caliber—why would they push him away instead of trying to bring him to their side?

Both sides were dead set on their opinions. The meeting room barely stayed quiet for ten minutes before it exploded into another heated argument.

Still, the Paranormal Bureau agents remembered that ordinary people had been caught up in this mess. Before getting sucked into the shouting match, they sent out three rescue teams and instructed their colleagues to investigate the full scope of the incident.

If necessary, they were prepared to issue a nationwide wanted notice.

By the time Xing Shuangzhan finished wiping out the remaining living corpses and returned to Chi Qingzhou's side, Chi Qingzhou was slowly waking up.

His eyes regained their clarity, and he stretched his stiff neck a little. Feeling that the yin energy Xing Shuangzhan had infused into him last night had thinned out quite a bit, he immediately knew—his other half must have gone out for a little adventure.

He didn't really mind.

That half of his soul hadn't moved around in a long time. A little outing wasn't a bad thing.

Xing Shuangzhan walked up beside him, resting a hand on his shoulder and channeling purified yin energy into his meridians.

"How do you feel? Any discomfort?"

Chi Qingzhou tilted his head, blinking playfully with his left eye, "Nope, I feel great. And I even got something special."

Xing Shuangzhan smiled indulgently, playing along, "Oh? What did you get?"

Chi Qingzhou flipped his hands over, presenting a dim, pale blue orb of light to Xing Shuangzhan like it was some kind of treasure.

"Brother Su, look! This is the system's true form. Turns out, it's not even fully solid. Surprise?"

Xing Shuangzhan nodded. "Surprise."

But his expression didn't look surprised at all. Instead, he took the opportunity to give Chi Qingzhou a thorough check-up.

The system, meanwhile, was absolutely losing its mind. It thrashed around wildly in Chi Qingzhou's hands, trying to break free, but no matter what it did, it couldn't escape his grasp.

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