chapter 4
[“Brother Wang’s guts are on par with Zhang Fei, Liu Bei, and Guan Yu-no one else can match him!”]
[“God Descended? Please. My Brother Wang can wrangle a Fierce Ghost with one hand.”]
[“Seriously, nobody thinks this is weird? You can see the damn skull on that Fierce Ghost’s face!”]
[“Brother Wang: Fierce Ghost, huh? Heard you’re tough. Come here, let me check you out.”]
“Hehehe.”
A creepy laugh echoed down the corridor, but Wang Dazhuang didn’t sense anything off-instead, he started cussing up a storm.
“Laugh my ass! Just watch your bro school you, that’s all!”
The next second, the Fierce Ghost lunged, its hands radiating thick resentment as they locked stiffly around Wang Dazhuang’s neck-so thick it was almost as wide as his shoulders. Wang Dazhuang’s eyes went wide, his voice trembling in terror.
“Bro, I’m sorry, I got the wrong guy!”
Just moments ago, he was acting all tough, but now he instinctively tried to back into his room.
Before he could get inside, *bang!*-the door slammed shut on its own.
No way out. The Fierce Ghost drifted forward, slow and menacing.
Wang Dazhuang’s face turned ghostly pale, and he collapsed to the floor, scared out of his wits.
“You damn fiend! Under the bright moon and clear sky, you dare act up in front of me? Eat my chair!”
Just as Wang Dazhuang was about to give up hope, a door-as grand as a hall to him-swung open. Li Yi strode in, making a flashy entrance with the reinforced Soul-Suppressing Chair in hand.
Outside the door, the Fierce Ghost choking Wang Dazhuang heard the commotion and turned around.
It didn’t merely turn; it twisted its whole head around, revealing a pair of eerie, gray-white eyes.
[“Whoa, what’s the Streamer doing? Saving his neighbor? No way, that’s a Fierce Ghost! Dude’s asking to get killed!”]
[“Streamer’s got guts and heart-risking his life to save a fallen macho man from the Fierce Ghost. When you get to the underworld, even the King of Hell will give you a thumbs up.”]
[“Rest in peace.”]
But in front of the Live Streaming Room camera, Li Yi looked cool as ice, cigarette dangling from his lips.
It was like the Fierce Ghost in front of him was just a quail.
Confidence off the charts.
“Hey! Fiend, you dare mess around in front of your master? Daweilong, World-honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bama Kong!”
“Hmph! Cheap tricks, showing off in front of me? Daweilong!”
The cavalry had arrived.
Wang Dazhuang, who’d nearly pissed himself from fear, felt a wave of relief hearing Li Yi’s shout.
But when he saw what Li Yi was wielding, he froze again.
What the hell? A bench-can you really use that to drive away ghosts?
And Li Yi calling himself “master” just made things more confusing. Sure, this world has masters: Mount Longhu, Mount Qingcheng, Kunlun…
All those famous mountains, temples, and Taoist abbeys have the position of master.
But every single one of them is old and gray-haired. How could there be a master this young?
Thinking about it, Wang Dazhuang felt despair creeping back in.
Li Yi, meanwhile, was a bit surprised after saying those words. Seeing the barrage of messages in the Live Streaming Room, he realized this world really did have masters.
[“Streamer’s moves are too slick-Master Chen from Mount Longhu would wanna smack him after seeing this.”]
[“Master Chen: I’ll give you a hundred bucks, just call yourself Abbot from now on.”]
[“If a master saw someone using a bench to drive away ghosts, he’d slap the table and call him an expert on the spot.”]
The Fierce Ghost didn’t reply, which actually fit the stories about Fierce Ghosts from before Li Yi transmigrated.
Ghosts usually survive on a single breath of resentment from their previous life. They lack clear consciousness and possess only the brutal killing instinct fueled by their grudge.
After Li Yi appeared, as expected, it abandoned its current target. Its pair of grayish, lifeless eyes, devoid of any spirit, turned toward Li Yi, its entire body exuding billowing yin energy, like a corpse that refused to rot after death.
It seemed to sense the intense threat emanating from Li Yi, becoming somewhat agitated, its aura spreading outwards.
The corridor lights flickered and dimmed, while beneath the Fierce Ghost’s feet, there remained a patch of gloom, with not a trace of brightness.
Suddenly, a sound sliced through the air. Li Yi swung the enhanced Soul-Suppressing Chair, making the first move, bringing it down squarely on the Fierce Ghost’s head.
The Soul-Suppressing Chair, capable of inflicting massive damage on vengeful ghosts, struggled somewhat against a Fierce Ghost-level evil spirit. Even after landing a blow, the Fierce Ghost still had strength to retaliate. Its bluish-black, corpse-spotted hand shot out swiftly, aiming straight for Li Yi’s heart.
It seemed intent on ripping out his heart in a single strike.
A cruel smile appeared on the Fierce Ghost’s face.
Palm Thunder!
Terrifying arcs of electricity burst from Li Yi’s hand. Under the Fierce Ghost’s horrified gaze, the lightning met its attacking arm head-on.
“You clap once, I clap once, a child rides an airplane.”
Blue light surged forth, and the entire Live Streaming Room erupted in dazzling thunder. Li Yi commanded the lightning, his oversized pajamas fluttering without wind, his posture lofty and imposing.
Combined with the Fierce Ghost’s ferocious visage, he truly embodied the demeanor of a grandmaster descending the mountain to exorcise evil.
Only, the Incantation Gesture he chanted sounded utterly childish.
“You clap twice, I clap twice, two children toss a handkerchief.”
The blue lightning surged up the Fierce Ghost’s arm like a living dragon, thunder roaring, divine might overwhelming!
The True Method of the Master’s Mansion, Palm Thunder, which existed only in ancient texts in another world, manifested truly in this world.
A miserable scream rang out immediately.
The Live Streaming Room was engulfed in a sea of blue light, shocking and unprecedented.
[“Oh my goodness, I’m starting to believe what the Streamer said earlier. Wielding thunder to suppress a Fierce Ghost-if that’s not God Descended, what is?”]
[“Hello Streamer, I have a friend who wants to become your disciple?”]
[“I can testify, I am that friend above.”]
In the apartment corridor, Li Yi, who unleashed terrifying thunder with a single palm, seemed like a Divine Being descending to the mortal world. The blinding blue light instantly enveloped the Fierce Ghost. The terrifying Fierce Ghost that had slaughtered hundreds of Shen City residents turned to ash after just three screams.
With the Fierce Ghost gone, the corridor of the apartment building returned to its normal temperature, leaving only the Hard-Headed Neighbor sprawled on the ground, his face full of confusion, staring dumbfounded at the wisp of white smoke lingering above the ashes.
The female viewers in the Live Streaming Room went wild at the sight of this explosively handsome scene. Comments like “male god,” “husband,” and “I want to have your babies” flooded the chat.
This world is not lacking in Extraordinary Persons capable of slaying Fierce Ghosts.
However, most who reach this level are already white-haired, aged elders-where could you find someone as youthful and vibrant as Li Yi?
Handsome and skilled-who wouldn’t be tempted by such a man?
Immediately, the Live Streaming Room was filled with usernames like “Li Yi my husband,” “Li Yi look at me,” “Li Yi is the most handsome,” and so on.