Chapter 50
The so-called Spirit of the Pen, although it carries the word ‘spirit’ in its name, is in essence still a ghost.
But this ghost is unpredictable-even the summoner cannot foresee exactly what kind of existence will be called forth in the end.
Everything is unknown.
Just like the Evil God Incident at Dajiang Kindergarten, which was a summoning ritual-the difference being that the former is targeted, while the latter is random.
“Accept the mission.” Li Yi didn’t hesitate. He had no idea where the System kept finding so many missions rated as difficult.
No matter how hard, with his Twenty Yinsi attacking together, wouldn’t this pitiful Fierce Ghost be beaten until it’s crying for its parents?
[ Ding, Host detected to be carrying out a spirit binding mission. Live Streaming Room will open automatically. ]
As soon as the stream started, the audience who hadn’t seen Li Yi for a full twenty-four hours all flooded in at once.
They vented their dissatisfaction in the barrage.
[ “The Streamer didn’t go live all day yesterday-did he sneak off to some club for an unlicensed massage?” ]
[ “What are you saying? With our Streamer’s status, could he not afford a proper massage?” ]
[ “You’re wrong. What decent person goes to a proper massage parlor? What proper massage parlor would a decent person go to?” ]
[ “The one above must be a real tight guy, huh?” ]
[ 666, that was so slick it made my scalp tingle. ]
During the time Li Yi was offline, his hundreds of millions of fans were left leaderless, and the other Ghost Hunting Streamers suffered for it.
Having gotten used to Li Yi’s straightforward and brutal ghost-expelling style, who would want to watch those other streamers sneaking around, scared out of their wits?
The audience was immediately dissatisfied, clamoring for the other streamers to confront the Fierce Ghosts head-on. The results were predictable.
Not every Ghost Hunting Streamer is named Li Yi. Without exception, these people all ended up dying miserably at the hands of the Fierce Ghosts.
Some clever ones completely ignored the barrage’s goading, but were still harshly scolded by the viewers.
[ “Is this it? Is this it? You call this a ghost hunting stream? Afraid of ghosts? Next door, Li Yi has already subdued twenty Blood-clad.” ]
[ “The waters of ghost hunting are too deep for you. Just let our Brother Li stand alone at the top.” ]
[ “Catching ghosts is deep water, but my Brother Li isn’t afraid, because his nickname is Li Dahai-he contains all rivers.” ]
The day Li Yi disappeared, the whole internet was in an uproar. The top ten trending topics were all about Li Yi coming back to stream, when he would go live, and where he’d gone off to enjoy himself.
“Hello everyone, welcome to the Spirit Binding Live Stream. I’m your handsome Streamer, Li Yi.”
[ “Please just fast-forward to the part where the Fierce Ghost gets pinned to the ground and beaten up by the Streamer.” ]
[ “We’re all regulars here, just start the fight. Which Fierce Ghost is unlucky today?” ]
[ “Streamer, I missed you so much!” ]
These guys are acting like he’s been retired for years.
Looking at the dense barrage of complaints, Li Yi couldn’t help but get a little exasperated. He just missed one stream-was it really that serious?
“Yesterday I ran into some old classmates I hadn’t seen in a long time. We had a simple get-together, so I was delayed for a bit.”
[ “A class reunion? Don’t tell me everyone except the Streamer was a ghost?” ]
A comment flashed by.
Li Yi wore a strange smile. These people really hit the mark by accident. Maybe they weren’t before, but now they’ve all definitely become ghosts.
He’s always been the type: if people don’t mess with him, he won’t mess with them. But if they do, he’ll wipe them out completely.
These people tried to please Master Chen by plotting to ambush him, even hoping he’d die accidentally at the hands of a Bound Spirit.
Since they think so highly of Master Chen, then I’ll reluctantly agree and send Master Chen to accompany them in a few days.
“Audience Friends, have you ever heard of the game called Spirit of the Pen?”
After wrapping up yesterday’s events, Li Yi began to seriously prepare for today’s livestream. His voice was low and carried a certain mysterious tone as he slowly shared all the information about Spirit of the Pen that he had in his mind.
Speaking of the Spirit of the Pen game, it actually has a long history in our Hua Nation, originating from an ancient branch of shamanistic practices-a variant of ‘Fuji’ (spirit writing).
Gradually, it evolved into a well-known spirit-summoning game.
Usually, the game is played by two people, with one pen and a piece of paper.
When both people hold the pen in the center of the table at the same time,
and silently recite the incantation, the Spirit of the Pen will appear and control the pen in their hands.
When the pen starts to move inexplicably, it means the Spirit of the Pen has arrived.
There’s also a very scientific explanation: when two people play this game, their nerves are tense, causing their arms to tremble unconsciously, which is why so many terrifying urban legends have sprung up.
But today, Li Yi was playing this game alone. Having encountered not a thousand, but at least hundreds of Fierce Ghosts, he naturally wouldn’t have any issues with shaky hands.
When two people play, you can always say the other person is playing tricks, but when you’re alone, there’s only one possible result.
The spirit-summoning ritual must have succeeded.
Li Yi then brought over a round table to serve as the game’s venue.
He turned off all the lights in the room, lit a single candle, placed a piece of paper, and began to recite the incantation.
“Spirit of the Pen, Spirit of the Pen, you are my past life, I am your present life. If you can hear me, please draw a circle on the paper.”
The room was silent.
There was no response.
In the darkness, he could only hear his own breathing.
He wasn’t discouraged; even ghosts need time to arrive, and he could wait.
“Spirit of the Pen, Spirit of the Pen, you are my past life, I am your present life. If you can hear me, please draw a circle on the paper.”
He repeated it several times. Just as Li Yi began to wonder if he had made a mistake in the process,
a sudden breeze swept through the room.
It’s here!
Confirming that a Fierce Ghost had entered the game, a smile gradually appeared on Li Yi’s lips.
The most skilled hunters often appear as prey.
Ghost brother, you’ve come to the wrong place.
Sha, shasha.
The wind grew stronger and stronger. One could imagine a Wandering Spirit being drawn in, slowly entering the room.
The pen in Li Yi’s hand began to move on its own, drawing a large circle on the paper.
Interesting?
Li Yi looked in surprise at his uncontrollable arm. This Fierce Ghost could actually manipulate his body, which piqued his interest.
“Spirit of the Pen, Spirit of the Pen, if you can hear me, please draw a circle on the paper.”
This time, Li Yi deliberately mobilized his True Qi to resist, but his arm still moved uncontrollably, drawing another circle of the same size.
His gaze grew heavier. As expected, the System’s mission rewards were not so easy to obtain.
“What is your name?” Li Yi asked tentatively.
Then, a name that made his hair stand on end slowly appeared on the paper.