The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 121

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This Chi Qingzhou must be a little crazy too!

He widened his already eerie black pupils, and if the corpse's blood wasn't in a semi-coagulated state, he would've already spat blood by now.

Even so, he could feel the death energy in his meridians wildly spiraling around, almost forcing his soul and spirit to burst out of his body.

In his twenty-some years of life, he'd never met anyone with such a bizarre thought process!

Chi Qingzhou looked at him in confusion, tilting his head.

What was going on? Why was his new friend suddenly angry?

He was so hard to understand.

Luo Huaiyu finally couldn't hold it in, letting out two sharp breaths from his throat, like being burned by fire, and suddenly withdrew his gaze.

There was no point in continuing to argue with these two.

They were impossible to talk to.

He moved his fingers.

The moonlight was beneficial for the corpse's cultivation. After just a little exposure to the moonlight, he could clearly feel his fingers becoming much more nimble.

His vengeful gaze slowly scraped across Luo Ting's face, and Luo Huaiyu slowly lifted the corners of his lips, channeling all his death energy. He simultaneously made hand seals with both hands, quickly chanting a couple of obscure incantations.

In the next moment, his dark aura exploded, and his fingertips glowed with a purple-green eerie light. Before Luo Ting could react, he lunged forward!

He deliberately chose a route that would avoid Chi Qingzhou, and his fingers, poisoned with corpse venom, spread wide with sharp claws aimed directly at Luo Ting's eyes.

Luo Ting's expression changed drastically as he desperately crouched to dodge the attack.

He rolled across the ground, but because he had to move so quickly, his posture was awkward, making it hard to regain his footing. He nearly got hit in the back by Luo Huaiyu, who had already anticipated his move.

Stumbling back a couple of steps, the fire in Luo Ting's chest surged as though someone had thrown gasoline on it, igniting in an instant.

He coldly glanced at Luo Huaiyu and, without hesitation, shook the Soul Bell with two red strings tied to it.

Ding—ling—

The crisp sound of the bell echoed through the forest, and Luo Huaiyu froze mid-motion. His expression turned confused.

He shook his head, trying to regain his composure, but instead staggered, nearly falling to the ground.

Luo Ting gave a low sneer.

Compared to the peach wood sword, the Soul Bell was the most suitable weapon for a corpse-farming master, as it naturally had the power to suppress walking corpses. It was certainly the quickest way to deal with Luo Huaiyu.

He hadn't used the Soul Bell before, not because it wasn't effective, but simply because he didn't want to harm this corpse full of resentment.

But since Luo Huaiyu had made the first move to kill, there was no need for him to hold back!

Seeing that Luo Huaiyu was still not giving up and swinging his arms, Luo Ting's expression hardened as he was about to shake the bell again when suddenly, something cold tightened around his waist, and his wrist was bound by something icy, instantly immobilizing him.

He was confused for a few seconds and looked down, seeing a thin shadow, like a steel cable, tightly wrapping around his limbs, making it impossible to move freely.

He realized what had happened and glanced sideways at Luo Huaiyu. Sure enough, Luo Huaiyu was in the same predicament.

Chi Qingzhou's troubled voice rang out beside them, "Didn't I say we're all friends and should get along? Why are you two fighting again?"

He sighed lightly. "Ah, this is really getting out of hand."

Luo Ting choked, unable to get angry at Chi Qingzhou.

He had long known what kind of person Chi Qingzhou was and had already accepted his friend's way of doing things, so he certainly wouldn't start a fight with Chi Qingzhou over this.

He simply coaxed, "Zhou Zhou, let go of me. I won't fight him anymore, I promise."

Luo Huaiyu, whose mind was still a mess, had no idea what kind of situation he was in. He kept trying to move his body, attempting to break free from Chi Qingzhou's restraints.

Chi Qingzhou sighed again, manipulating his shadow to lift Luo Huaiyu into the air, shaking him forcefully with his head facing downward.

"Luo Huaiyu, wake up."

Luo Huaiyu was shaken violently, his head spinning as his senses returned. He felt like his limbs weren't even his own anymore.

He weakly stopped him, saying, "Don't... don't shake me anymore, I'm going to throw up."

Chi Qingzhou was stunned. "Even a walking corpse can feel nauseous?"

Wow, how fascinating!

Luo Ting: "......"

Luo Huaiyu: "......"

He turned his head to look at Chi Qingzhou. In his upside-down vision, this young exorcist with an extremely harmless appearance was giving him a genuinely kind smile.

Luo Huaiyu fell silent.

After a long pause, he finally asked softly, "What exactly do you want?"

Chi Qingzhou's tone carried a hint of reproach. "Didn't I say earlier? My friends need to get along and help each other. How could you fight?"

Luo Ting quickly responded, "Got it, got it. I'll be more careful next time."

Luo Huaiyu's lips twitched. "I'm not your friend."

Chi Qingzhou looked at him, his hazy peach blossom eyes blinking, his face showing a hint of innocent sweetness.

He asked gently, "You don't want to be friends with me?"

The shadows hidden in the forest gently swayed, and the mildew-like spots around them seemed to grow, blurry pupils all focusing on Luo Huaiyu.

Luo Huaiyu fell silent for a moment. His hoarse voice softened.

He calmly replied, "It's not that I don't want to. I've heard of you from Lu Yao, but I didn't expect you to be friends with this corpse-farming guy."

Chi Qingzhou responded, "There must be a misunderstanding between you two."

Ah Ting had a very good nature. He often helped walking corpses fulfill their last wishes and szs definitely not the kind of villain his new friend just mentioned.

He paused for a moment, growing even more curious about what had happened between Ah Ting and Luo Huaiyu before he arrived.

Luo Huaiyu didn't respond or offer an explanation to Chi Qingzhou's curiosity.

The sound of crunching leaves grew louder as Xing Shuangzhan, after collecting the surrounding ghost and death energy, slowly walked back to Chi Qingzhou's side.

Luo Ting and Luo Huaiyu instinctively looked at Xing Shuangzhan, and their expressions changed simultaneously.

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