Chapter 121: The Feeling of Winning Without Effort [1]

The changeling ghosts scattered as their essence dissipated into the air. Yan Yu signaled for Zhao Qingqing to follow his lead, and she frantically devoured the floating spirits. Perhaps sensing that its food was being stolen, the ghostly face grew even more enraged, desperately trying to seize control of Yan Yu's body.

Yan Yu’s left arm pulsed like a flickering lightbulb, shifting between pitch black and its normal hue, while the entire limb rhythmically swelled and contracted.

"You... don't even think about controlling me!" Yan Yu fought with all his might to restrain himself.

Noticing something was wrong, Zhao Qingqing finished consuming the essences and flew to his side, steadying him. "Husband, are you alright?"

"I'm fine! Get away!"

No sooner had he spoken than his left hand acted of its own accord, lunging out and grabbing Zhao Qingqing firmly by the chest.

"Husband?" Zhao Qingqing froze, a flush of crimson spreading across her pale face.

"This... this isn't what I wanted!"

Yan Yu struggled to pull his hand away, but the ghostly face, acting with mischievous intent, refused to let the arm obey him, even giving her a firm squeeze for good measure.

*It feels so good... No, wait, what the hell am I thinking!*

Yan Yu scrambled to clear his mind of such stray thoughts. Since he couldn't control the arm, he forced his body to retreat, finally breaking contact with Zhao Qingqing.

Blushing, Zhao Qingqing looked down and whispered, "Husband, if that’s what you want, we can do it when we get home... but not right now, okay?"

"...Watch out behind you!"

Yan Yu, speechless, shouted a warning as he saw Ye Han returning to the fray. Having absorbed those essences, Zhao Qingqing’s cultivation had increased, and she now held the upper hand against Ye Han.

Yan Yu let out a sigh of relief; now he only had to worry about himself.

"Hey, you thing living inside me, how about we make a deal?"

"Eat..."

"Are you just a glutton? All you ever think about is eating! I said a deal!"

"Eat..."

"Fine, I'll take that as a 'yes'!" Yan Yu proposed. "From now on, we cooperate. You help me deal with my enemies, and I’ll help you find a perfect physical vessel. How about that?"

The voice inside his body seemed to fall silent for a moment. Yan Yu felt a glimmer of hope—was there a chance?

"Eat..." The creature replied exactly as it had before.

"Eat!"

Suddenly, a violent surge of power erupted from within Yan Yu. His left sleeve burst into shreds, and the terrifying Qilin Arm broke free from his control entirely. The ghostly face slowly manifested upon his left arm.

Just as panic began to set in, his Qilin Arm lunged forward of its own volition, dragging Yan Yu’s body along with it. In an instant, he was face-to-face with a changeling ghost. The Qilin Arm clamped onto the creature's crown, and with the slightest exertion of force—the ghost was instantly obliterated.

"Holy crap... that’s insane!" Yan Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

"Haha, eat!" This was the first time the ghostly face had uttered anything other than "eat," revealing just how delighted it was.

Once the ghost was crushed, its essence was devoured entirely by the ghostly face. Yan Yu could feel the power of the Qilin Arm growing slightly stronger. The resentment radiating from the arm terrified the remaining ghosts, but bound by Zhang Qi’s orders, they could only swarm forward in a desperate wave.

"Eat!"

The Qilin Arm shot high into the air. Just as the ghosts were about to surround him, Yan Yu slammed his fist into the ground. A visible black shockwave rippled out from the Qilin Arm, expanding in every direction. Everywhere it touched, regardless of the strength of the ghosts, they were reduced to nothingness.

In a heartbeat, the ghosts that had been such a headache for him were gone.

"Was that... an ultimate move?"
"A total wipeout?"
"Is this what it feels like to be carried to victory?"

Yan Yu stared blankly at the scene. The ghostly face, unbothered, finished devouring the remaining essence, smacked its lips, and coldly stated, "Remember... your promise..."

Yan Yu’s heart leaped. The ghostly face had actually accepted his terms. "A gentleman never goes back on his word!"

The ghostly face wore a sinister smirk before slowly fading away, and Yan Yu’s Qilin Arm returned to normal.

"Whew..." Yan Yu let out a long breath. His master was truly a master; his plan had actually worked. According to Lin Xuan, the thing residing in his body was a nexus of all evil, possessing a depth of resentment beyond imagination.

Right now, Yan Yu felt like he had finally found a backer.

*This feels amazing! It’s like life has reached its peak!*

With all the ghosts cleared, the surrounding mist began to dissipate. Yan Yu looked back to see that Zhao Qingqing had also successfully subdued Ye Han. A complete victory!

As Ye Han struggled in Zhao Qingqing's grasp, Yan Yu hurried over to assist. "Qingqing, lend me your plush toy."

"No problem."

Yan Yu took the Hello Kitty plushie and recited the incantation over Ye Han:

"Ancestors of the Southern Fire Virtue, Spirits of the Flame Emperor.
Three heads and nine eyes, nine arms of golden form.
Golden eyes flashing light, thunder and fire arise.
Shear away the evil, return to the righteous path,
Hear my call and reveal your true form.
Capture the demons and evil spirits, bring them to the Gate of Heaven!"

"Obey this command immediately!"

As the spell concluded, Ye Han’s body dissolved into a wisp of ghostly energy, which Yan Yu promptly sealed inside the plush toy.

"Does this mean she's staying at my place?" Zhao Qingqing blinked.

Yan Yu laughed. "This was all so sudden, I didn't have a proper containment vessel ready, so I had to borrow yours."

"Let me out!" Ye Han, sealed within the plushie, did not surrender, screaming incessantly as she tried to break free.

"Will she be alright?" Zhao Qingqing asked with concern. Even though they had both forgotten their past, Ye Han had been her roommate, and she still cared for her well-being.

"Don't worry."

"Boss!" "Master!"

Fatty and Master Cao finally arrived, trailing Zhang Weiwei behind them.

"Did you run into any danger?" Yan Yu asked.

Fatty panted heavily. "N-no. We were following you, but fog rolled in as soon as we reached the foot of the mountain. We wandered around for ages and couldn't find the path, but then the fog suddenly cleared, and we walked out."

"It's good you're safe. Now, we head back to the village."

"What?!" Fatty and Master Cao nearly collapsed on the spot. One was overweight and the other had been starving for days; they were already exhausted from the trek up the North Mountain. Now, they had to run all the way back?

Yan Yu explained, "Zhang Qi kidnapped Yang Xuefei. He’s gone back to the village to kill the village chief. We have to stop him!"

"With what?" Master Cao asked.

Yan Yu squeezed the plush toy in his hand and said, "His sister is in our hands. I refuse to believe he won't stop!"