Tl note: wailing of a child
Those cold blooded pupils made Bai Gu feel like a chick being stared at by an eagle. Under the shadow of death, he seemed to have returned to his previous life. The cruel image of his own death passed through his mind like a movie, and his mind was buzzing with fear. It took a while for Bai Gu to come back to his senses and see that Wu Rong was not looking at him, but behind him.
Behind Bai Gu was a completely shattered floor-to-ceiling window. Zhou Xinhong’s study was on the 30th floor of the Zhou Family Building. From here, you could overlook half of Jieyang. Rows of streetlights in the misty rain and fog were reflected in orange shades. The lights that reflected on the rain came in through the broken floor-to-ceiling windows. And in that light yellow spot, there was a thin, deformed and distorted ghost.
The ghosts attracted by Bai Mei’s scream arrived at the Zhou mansion one after another, and it was the first one. But the direction in which its shadow extended towards was not Bai Mei, but Wu Rong! As cold sweat slipped from his back, Bai Gu stared at Wu Rong’s shadow. He stood there without moving, but his shadow reached out to the ghost shadow as if it had self-awareness. Like a moth fluttering towards a flame, the ghost shadow jumped into Wu Rong’s shadow excitedly and was torn apart and swallowed by the black shadow. At the same time, Wu Rong’s Adam’s apple twitched.
Dong.
The ghost was eaten by him!
Wu Rong watched the Daytime Empress, who was transforming into a ghost king, and his shadow that devoured dozens of arriving ghosts one after another. The fanatical and active attitudes of these ghosts, almost as if they were pious and dedicated, made Bai Gu feel even more creeped out. There was a blood contract between him and Wu Rong, and he could clearly feel that the current Wu Rong was Wu Rong, and that he wasn’t possessed by the ghost in his body.
But if Wu Rong was obviously himself, how did he devour evil spirits? !
Cold sweat broke out on Bai Gu’s forehead, and an unbelievable thought crossed his mind in a trance.
Was the pilgrimage of these ghosts for the Daytime Empress who was about to transform into a Ghost King, or for Wu Rong?
After devouring so many ghosts, Wu Rong didn’t show any satisfaction. There seem to be countless large and small holes in his soul that constantly leaked air, and the hunger that penetrated deep into his bone marrow permeated through them. There seemed to be an icy cold spreading from the depths of his soul, like a flame condensed under an ice that was thousands of years old. His power, this was his power. It’s just that there was still a layer of film remaining, and the ghosts that he devoured were not enough.
Not enough to recover him.
Wu Rong no longer looked at the ghosts that kept crawling in from the window, but looked at Bai Mei’s resentful soul. Thick black resentment gushed out from her slender shoulder blades, like dark yet gorgeous demon wings. The angel wings on her left were extremely thin, with pale and deformed bones sticking out. There was no beauty in her heart, it was barren and lonely. The wide and thick demon wings wrapped around her, and Bai Mei curled up in the wings like an innocent newborn deeply asleep. But an even more terrifying power pervaded from her body.
Hatred drove her to transform into a Ghost King.
Wu Rong stared at the huge black wings made of resentment and Yin, and licked his lips.
He was even hungrier.
Boom!
The deafening roar and the explosive flames drove back the night-like Yin, and the heavily armed operation team quickly sprinkled cinnabar mixed with silver powder on the temporarily cleared road. They had already broken through the fifteenth floor of the Zhou Family Building, getting closer and closer to the source of terror and resentment.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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This is a fierce ghost that is about to transform into a ghost king. Zhou Xun, who led a small team alone, turned blue under his protective mask. The cowardly ghost sore wanted to hide in his intestines again, but Zhou Xun couldn’t hide. He led the team to quickly clean up the little ghost spirits formed by resentment, and then continued to advance upwards without stopping. The Zhou Mansion was in the center of Jieyang, near the most prosperous commercial street, not far from residential buildings.
Who would have thought that Zhou Xinhong would be so mad that he would hide a ghost that could transform into a Ghost King in his study!
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Human belief and will could suppress evil spirits, but some people were more terrifying than evil spirits. The elevator could not be used, and Zhou Xun’s team continued to break through using the stairs. In the mist of cinnabar and silver powder, Zhou Xun in his protective clothing gritted his teeth and sweated profusely. The pressure of the high-ranking ghosts was like Mount Tai pressing down on his always straight back, as if he was carrying a weight of several hundred catties, making it difficult to move even an inch.
Zhou Xun resolutely bit the tip of his tongue and swallowed a mouthful of warm blood. The blood soaked the ghost sore inside his throat in bright red, and Ghost Qi surged out fiercely to bear the pressure. The team members behind him also incited the ghosts they raised, carrying the heavy pressure and continuing to clean up.
Is the pressure of the ghost king really so terrifying?
“It’s not just Bai Mei upstairs.”
On the stairs from the 25th floor to the 26th floor of the Zhou Family Building, two figures continued to go up as if they were strolling in a courtyard. The leader was Zhou Ju, who was dressed in the black and silver uniform of the police chief, with a stern expression. The vertical slit between his eyebrows had been opened, revealing a scarlet rolling eyeball. Blood mist invisible to the naked eye spewed out from the eyeball and all the Yin and resentment that touched the blood mist were completely corroded.
“There’s at least one fierce ghost-level ghost.”
Zhou Ju looked serious and dignified, and the development of the situation far exceeded his imagination. Zhou Xinhong committed a heinous crime worthy of death. Facing this scum of the Zhou family, Zhou Ju, who abhorred evil as a deadly foe, took the initiative to submit a request for vanquishment, wishing to cut Zhou Xinhong into pieces. But the top priority right now was to prevent Bai Mei from recovering and to save the thousands of people in Jieyang City. The news he got before was that Zhou Xinhong might imprison Bai Mei’s soul, but he didn’t know that she had been soaked in hatred and resentment and was about to be promoted to a ghost king!
If a ghost king was born, the entire Jieyang would instantly become a place of death!
The current situation in Jieyang made Zhou Ju unable to stop thinking about Yangjiaping who was about to face the Lantern Ghost King's invasion, but right now he had no time to think about it. Judging from the two completely different Ghost Qi’s, it was obvious that there was not only Bai Mei upstairs, but also another ghost!
Could it be Zhou Jin?
Zhou Jin was about to die, and his Death Qi was stronger than his Yang Qi. If Bai Mei was awakened by Zhou Jin, the powerful resentment she carried would definitely dissipate Zhou Jin’s body energy and make him die earlier. Then what they would face was two powerful ghosts with the physiques of both the angel and the devil!
Even Zhou Ju, who had experienced many battles, was shocked by this possible situation, and couldn’t help but glance at the people around him. Zhou Ju’s own strength was more inclined towards combat destruction. If he wanted to keep Jieyang as untouched as possible in the upcoming battle, it depended on the means of the police inspector Angus from Saint Joelman’s Cathedral.
The Holy Spirit, the Holy Son, and the saints were people with higher-level abilities in the Church than ordinary paladins and bishops. They were powerful enough to communicate with both heaven and earth, and they could perform almost legendary divine descent techniques. Holy Light was the nemesis of all evil and resentment. This Inspector Angus was currently the youngest saint in the European Union, and he was a well-deserved genius. If he made a move, he should be able to keep Jieyang City intact under the ghost king’s resentment.
But Zhou Ju didn’t hold much hope, after all, he was just an outreach friend who came to cooperate and jointly handle the Daytime Empress`s case. In recent years, the favorite topic of the internet has been human rights, ghosts, and ghost rights. Many capable individuals have lost their minds. Zhou Ju advocated for iron and blood methods, regardless of whether ghosts had grievances or not, any potential danger to the safety of the people should be dealt with first. He just hoped that there would be a real fight soon, and that the young inspector would simply stay out of the way.
“I’ll deal with Bai Mei while you deal with the other ghost.”
Zhou Ju’s general arrangement was carried out in a resolute manner, but Inspector Angus remained silent. A moon-like platinum halo floated around him, and the mottled walls that were touched by the light returned to their original shape, making the blood-stained steps become clean again. The purification effect of this holy light could be called a miracle. Seeing this, Zhou Ju frowned a little, but did not stop his behavior of wasting his ability very irrationally.
Downstairs, there was a guard team specifically to clean up the resentment. Inspector Angus had cleaned up a wave, and the workload of the special police officers was also reduced. The military support sent by the top was responsible for cleaning the Seven Treasures Hall, arresting Zhou Xinhong and clearing the Secret Lotus Congregation, so the special police had to hold on until the army returned.
Zhou Ju stopped thinking about it, speeding up and rushing upstairs with Inspector Angus, wondering how long it would be before Bai Mei completely transformed into a ghost king.
“Huh?”
When he reached the twenty-seventh floor, Zhou Ju’s pace suddenly stopped and he was in doubt.
Bai Mei’s Ghost Qi actually decreased!
If we say that strong Ghost Qi, that was from a ghost about to transform into a ghost king, was like an upcoming active volcano with terrible magma about to burst out, now the state of Bai Mei’s Ghost Qi was like pressing the reverse button, directly returning from a volcano’s active state to its dormant state
He was befuddled!
What the hell was going on here, I have never seen a ghost king retreat halfway after entering a new stage!
Zhou Ju wondered if Bai Mei’s physique was special and had a hallucinating effect on outsiders. When he and Inspector Angus climbed to the twenty-ninth floor, Bai Mei’s Ghost Qi decreased again!
This time, it wasn’t that Zhou Ju’s perception was wrong. This Ghost Qi retreated too much. The Qi of the other ghost also became weaker and weaker, until it was barely audible. Could it be that the two ghosts above were fighting each other? But there was no sound of battle coming from above, not even the sound of explosions caused by the impact of Yin Qi and Ghost Qi.
Zhou Ju was puzzled, his brows furrowed tighter, and his vigilance grew deeper. But the illuminated figure suddenly accelerated, and he climbed up to the 30th floor first.
“Inspector Angus! ”
This young man was too impatient! In the face of resentful-level ghosts, the most taboo thing was to act alone, and his sudden acceleration was equivalent to disrupting their rhythm!
The surrounding situation was sinking like water, so his speed could only accelerate. The two quickly arrived outside Zhou Xinhong’s study one after the other. Before Zhou Ju opened his ghost eyes to investigate the situation, Inspector Angus directly pushed open the door of the study.
Just reckless!
Why didn’t he see that Inspector Angus was so “brave” before!
Zhou Ju quickly entered a combat state, and two more slits were opened on his forehead, with three scarlet ghost eyes, one large, two small, rolling strangely, filled with terrifying blood. But the moment Zhou Ju stepped into the study room, they were all shut.
The ghost eyes were closed, but Zhou Ju’s eyes were not. Inspector Angus was standing right in front, staring in the direction of the French windows. Zhou Ju quickly raised his gun to aim at the target in front of him, but when he really saw it, he froze for a moment.
Suddenly the special police’s helicopter’s rotor blades tore through the curtain of rain, blinding columns of white and dazzling light shone in through the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the whole study room in a bright white, shining upon the figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The night wove into his cloak, and the wind blew his hair. The hazy Yin Qi shrouded around him like a black mist, but it was hard to hide that perfect and icy figure. A blond and weak woman was held in his arms, her arms drooping limply, like a dying swan. The man buried his head next to the woman’s neck, like a noble and mysterious vampire from legends. Thick black Yin Qi and crimson blood mist lingered around the two of them, and there was a sense of horror and bloody poignancy that made people’s hearts tremble.
As if aware of the noise behind him, the man turned his head to look at the door, staring indifferently.
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The author has something to say:
Zhou Ju: You are under arrest!
Kacha Kacha, the criminal group, the Rong Gang was arrested and brought to justice!
New Year’s Prison Concert, please enjoy the excerpts of ” Sorrow, Sorrow ” from “Tears Behind the Bar” brought by Rong Gang!
Master Ling Yun [choked up]: Worry, worry, worry turns me gray. Since I parted from you. I live in the prison building
Bai Gu [teardrops]: Tears can’t stop flowing, can’t stop flowing down, I hang a two-foot-eight sign on my neck, high streets and back lanes take me on a tour.
Huang Mao [regret]: I hold a steamed bun in my hand, there is not a drop of oil in the dish, how painful life in prison is, one step at a time.
Coffin Old Man [lip-singing]: I hold the steamed bun in my hand, tears can’t stop streaming down, what a shameful crime I’ve committed, tell me how can I raise my head?
Rong Shan [with no expression on his face]: I still dare.
Editor: Cloud Chip Cake
I mean, our poor MC was starving since chapter 1, it’s good he finally got a nice meal, isn’t it?
Thanks for the chapter!!! ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
This may not be able to feed ghost Rong. Surprised big guy has kept silent for so long and not tried to wake our boy up. Also where is Husband he should be able to have felt this ghost king. Not like him mot to run to the scene
Boi leave our poor Rong Rong be he’s been starving since day 1 💀
Bro, Wu Rong is so f*cking hot. Truly our harem king /j