“What do you mean no third person can know?” Lu Baojing was startled.
There were clearly more than three people present. When Wang Yukai said that… could it be that he intended—
Wang Yukai looked toward Ruan Yaoyao and the others. “They can’t leave here alive. That’s the rule—I have no choice. I told you before, if you want to stay, you can. But knowing the ‘truth’ comes at a price. And this is the price.”
“You’re going to… kill people?!” Lu Baojing’s mouth went dry, as if her throat had been seized.
Earlier, when Wang Yukai told her how brutal the trial space was, she didn’t feel much. But now she suddenly realized—someone who could say such words so casually must already have blood on his hands.
In other words, Wang Yukai had killed before.
“I’m sorry, Jingjing,” Wang Yukai said. “I don’t have a choice. Either they die, or I die. I just want to live.”
Lu Baojing burst into tears.
Yes—the trial space was cruel, where the strong preyed on the weak. He had been a trial participant for years. How could he have survived until now without killing?
But for Lu Baojing, who had always lived in a peaceful society and never experienced anything like this, it was impossible to accept.
Her boyfriend… Wang Yukai… had killed people.
Ruan Zhihe and the plainclothes officers drew their weapons and aimed at Wang Yukai, warning him that he still had a choice—but once he made a move, there would be no turning back.
Moreover, before coming here, they had reported their movements. Even if he killed them inside the trial space, the national team would already have him under watch. He wouldn’t escape.
Damn it! Wang Yukai cursed inwardly. He knew the plainclothes officers were from the national team and had planned to stage it as an accident—but he hadn’t expected that even the female bodyguard beside that woman was one of them.
So who exactly was that woman, and why did she have national team personnel as bodyguards?!
Fortunately, he hadn’t asked. If he had, Ruan Yaoyao would have simply told him: “Oh, didn’t you know? In this world, there are retired military personnel who need reassignment. I just offered them a decent job.”
Ruan Yaoyao completely ignored what was in Ruan Zhihe’s hands. The reason was simple—her son, Ru Anzhi, was a special forces soldier, and she herself was registered with the national team. Ruan Zhihe also had proper credentials. Was it strange for her to carry something like that?
No. Not strange at all.
Wang Yukai didn’t take Ruan Zhihe or the plainclothes officers seriously. He directly summoned the little ghosts he had raised and sent them attacking the three.
Ruan Zhihe and the officers immediately opened fire.
However, they quickly realized that modern weapons were completely useless against such supernatural entities. Their aim was precise, but every shot passed straight through the wailing, soul-like forms of the little ghosts without causing any harm.
They were stunned, unsure what to do, and could only watch helplessly as the grotesque little ghosts lunged at them. Just as they were about to be struck, a golden net suddenly appeared behind them, instantly enveloping all the ghosts.
It was like a masterful fisherman casting a net—catching a full, heavy haul in one throw.
The moment the golden net captured the ghosts, Wang Yukai immediately felt his connection to them severed. He then saw the net shrink in Ruan Yaoyao’s hand, like a basket full of fish, and she seemed quite pleased with the catch.
Panicked, Wang Yukai called out internally:【System, what’s going on? What is that thing in her hand? How did she capture all my ghosts in an instant?!】
Those ghosts had taken him years to accumulate—one soul at a time, carefully nurtured. Without time, it would have been impossible to refine so many.
Yet his painstakingly built trump card—his life-saving secret technique—was useless against this woman.
And she dealt with it in a single move.
At that moment, even the system was trembling. The instant it saw the golden net, it recognized it—it wasn’t an ordinary artifact. It was merit.
Damn it! Wasn’t merit supposed to be incredibly rare? Even a trace of it could accelerate cultivation tremendously. How could this woman possess so much of it?!
She could even manifest it externally and refine it into a weapon?!
Who could afford to be this extravagant?!
Without hesitation, the system threw a pile of artifacts to Wang Yukai and said: 【This one’s troublesome. I’ll lend you these on credit—hurry up and kill her.】
There were talismans, skull-like items, and among them, one Wang Yukai had long coveted—an epic-grade equipment: the Ghost-Suppressing Banner. His eyes lit up instantly.
Grabbing the banner, his confidence surged.
“Hundred Ghosts March!” he roared.
With a wave of the banner, black mist billowed out. From within it emerged all kinds of grotesque ghosts—some with razor-sharp fangs, some with long blood-red tongues, some with deformed dog heads, others with ghastly humanoid faces, and some as large as small hills…
A chilling wind swept through the air.
It sent shivers down one’s spine.
Ruan Yaoyao immediately told Ruan Zhihe and the officers to stand behind her along with Lu Baojing and the others. Holding a net full of little ghosts in her left hand, she waved her right—
A larger golden net appeared, heading straight for the swarm of ghosts.
The moment the ghosts touched the net, it was as if they had hit an electric grid. They let out shrill, agonizing screams as they were burned.
The sound was piercing—enough to make one’s scalp go numb.
Even Ruan Zhihe, hardened by experience, had to cover her ears, feeling the urge to flee.
Ahhh—
Was there mental damage too?!
At that very moment, in the blink of an eye, something the size of a quail egg shot out from Wang Yukai’s body, flying in the opposite direction.
Wang Yukai instantly sensed something wrong. 【System?】
“Ah—!”
Before he could turn around, an even more miserable scream came from behind him.
He turned just in time to see a small golden snake letting out a satisfied burp. On its head were two small bun-like protrusions.
Ruan Zhihe: …
Lu Baojing, Lu Rulan, and the plainclothes officers: What… is that?!
Ruan Yaoyao glanced down at her dantian and, sure enough, found it empty. She had no idea when that thing had slipped out to “play the mantis stalking the cicada.”
Wang Yukai called again in panic:【System?】
【System, are you there?】
【System, say something! Where are you?】
【System, you weren’t really eaten, were you?!】
【Come out!】
…
But nothing responded.
His eyes turned bloodshot. “You actually ate my system—I’ll kill you!”
With a wave of his arm, the hundred ghosts that had been attacking Ruan Yaoyao suddenly changed direction. Ignoring their melting limbs and heads, they charged madly toward the little golden snake.
“Watch out!” Ruan Zhihe cried.
Then she saw—
The little golden snake, upon seeing the oncoming ghosts, happily opened its mouth wide like a bottomless abyss, swallowing all the ghosts in one gulp.
Not even the Ghost-Suppressing Banner in Wang Yukai’s hand, nor the ghost talismans on his body, were spared.
Oh—and Wang Yukai himself was lifted into the air…
And swallowed whole.
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