The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 77

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Chi Qingzhou heard it, but didn't really understand.

He looked at Xing Shuangzhan, confused and a little aggrieved. "Why was I so weird in the past? Brother Su, did you get it?"

Xing Shuangzhan thought for a second, then shook his head. "Nope, I don't remember either."

Ah Lai crossed his arms and let out a short laugh. He tilted his chin up, eyes lazily landing on Xing Shuangzhan with a hint of contempt.

Xing Shuangzhan gave him a calm glance in return and didn't say a word.

Ah Lai looked away and went on, "But three years ago, you told me—if you made it back alive after three years, I should remind you that you've got other friends waiting."

"Some of us know about the plans you made back then. Some agreed to help you three years later. And a few are keeping things you left behind. Basically, you're gonna be running all over the place next."

As he said that, he shot Xing Shuangzhan an annoyed look.

He hadn't fully transformed into a ghost god yet, which meant he couldn't leave the clan grounds. Lucky for that shameless guy.

Xing Shuangzhan responded with a polite little smile, clearly unbothered by the hostility.

Chi Qingzhou asked, "Which friends?"

He had a lot of friends. Just based on what Ah Lai said, he could think of at least fifteen people who'd totally do something like that for him.

Ah Lai sighed, exasperated. "No idea. You didn't tell me. You just said that three years later, fate would naturally lead the way, and there'd be something to guide you. Said I didn't have to worry about it."

Chi Qingzhou finished off the last bite of the ghost deity essence, and the haze in his head finally started to clear up.

He thought hard about what Ah Lai just said, and his eyes drifted toward the system hidden behind him.

So... fate after three years, huh...

System: [......WTF?!]

It froze when Chi Qingzhou looked at it like that, and finally pieced things together.

That "fate" that was supposed to guide the host after three years—don't tell it... he meant it, the system?!!!

It suddenly remembered: right before it entered this dimension, it had picked up a particularly tragic and miserable data signature in the space-time rift. That's what drew it in and triggered the selection protocol.

The results of that original scan were still stored in its database. Out of the top twenty candidates who could potentially become its host, Chi Qingzhou had ranked way above the rest with a score of 97.

The second place didn't even come close. The scores dropped off a cliff: 71, 66, 62... everyone else was way behind.

So it hadn't even bothered with a second evaluation round—it just immediately picked Chi Qingzhou.

It used to think this whole thing was just a coincidence. But now, looking back...

Was this all... planned?

The system hugged its chubby round self and whimpered, curling up behind Chi Qingzhou in a full-body tremble.

Chi Qingzhou found it hilarious. With its dramatic sobbing as background noise, he ate the second ball of essence too.

He stuffed down two full servings of high-quality ghost god essence in one go. Rubbing his now-bloated stomach, he realized he might've gone a bit overboard.

Xing Shuangzhan let out a low chuckle and reached out to massage his stomach, channeling purified yin energy into his meridians to help with digestion.

"Still thirsty?" Xing Shuangzhan glanced lazily at Ah Lai, but asked the question with a soft tone.

"Not anymore."

Chi Qingzhou was so comfy he was about to doze off, yawning as he leaned into Xing Su's arms.

"Eating this much makes me sleepy."

Xing Shuangzhan patted his back. "Then sleep."

Ah Lai ignored Xing Shuangzhan's actions. He watched Chi Qingzhou with a bit of tenderness for a while, then quietly turned and walked toward the dragon brain incense tree where Qingzhou's coffin was placed, not wanting to disturb him.

Song Yuzhi, who'd been standing there like a frozen statue, finally snapped out of it and hurried after him.

He had so much he wanted to ask Ah Lai—but Ah Lai had ignored him earlier.

Ah Lai raised a hand to stop him just as he was about to speak, then pointed off into the distance and said in a low voice, "Don't wake Zhouzhou. Let's talk over there."

Song Yuzhi: "...Alright."

Chi Qingzhou closed his eyes again, and Xing Shuangzhan kept working on his meridians.

He napped for about ten minutes, and when he woke up, he suddenly realized the wounds on the other half of his soul were almost completely healed.

He blinked, a little surprised by how potent the ghost god essence actually was.

Xing Shuangzhan looked pleased, though there was also a trace of disappointment.

"The purer the essence, the better it works. But your body's already reached its limit. Even if you get more of this kind of power in the future, it won't do much for you anymore."

In fact, because the two clusters of essence together were too much, some of the energy had overflowed.

Chi Qingzhou couldn't absorb the excess, so Xing Shuangzhan had to put in a bit of effort to lock the surplus up along with the refined yin energy in his meridians, forming a new internal barrier.

Half-warning, he reminded him, "Qingzhou, this time you lost control and didn't hurt yourself too badly, but there's no guarantee you'll be that lucky every time."

Chi Qingzhou nodded obediently. "I'll be more careful next time."

Now that he was back to normal, his shadow had returned to the ground as well.

Only then did Xing Shuangzhan finally put him down.

Chi Qingzhou tugged at Xing Shuangzhan's sleeve and looked down from the mountaintop toward the place where he'd clashed with Qu Feng earlier. He suddenly let out a curious little sound.

He pointed at a ghost girl wandering around in the woods. "Isn't that the host's little sister?"

Xing Shuangzhan glanced over and nodded. "It's her."

Chi Qingzhou looked behind her. "Those souls following her around look familiar too. Aren't they the ones from the missing person posters? The ones with special fates? They were being held near the altar? How come I didn't notice them earlier?"

Xing Shuangzhan replied, "The altar was shattered. Releasing the souls that were trapped takes time."

Chi Qingzhou nodded in understanding, eyes lighting up. "Then let's go talk to her! I wanna be friends with her!"

Xing Shuangzhan let out a low laugh, took his hand, and said indulgently, "Alright, let's go find her."

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