Mysterious Revival

"You... are that Ye Feng?" Yang Jian frowned as he sized up the man.

The man in front of him was under thirty, wearing a coat, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, a stubble on his chin, looking very ordinary, even a bit decadent; however, his eyes exuded an unyielding and proud defiance.

Such a look might only be seen in those of high ranking officials and nobility.

But if this Ye Feng had truly tamed two Evil Ghosts, he indeed had the capital to be proud.

"Correct, I am Ye Feng. I saw you at the Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club; you are quite impressive," Ye Feng said with a light smile. "There’s a sense of youthful brashness about you, to be honest, I rather admire you."

"To survive several supernatural events before the age of twenty, other ghost manipulators are far behind you. You have potential, what a pity that you chose the wrong path and joined the headquarters of ghost manipulators."

Yang Jian said, "So this time Wang Xiaoqiang sent you to deal with me?"

He now understood that the brilliantly arranged assassination plan was just a prelude; had it succeeded, it would have been best, but if it had not, this Ye Feng was the backup plan.

"Can’t help it, I am acting on someone’s behalf, and your meddling has affected the interests of many. Wang Xiaoqiang has been running the club for nearly a year now; even though it’s not as famous as some international clubs, it was doing quite well. But your last meddling almost caused it to close down. Isn’t your destruction everywhere a bit unreasonable?" Ye Feng said.

Yang Jian said, "What if someone wants to **** on your head, and you’re expected to lick their *** for them? A dog might happily oblige, but what about a wolf, what do you think will happen?"

Ye Feng chuckled, "That’s how society works; climb too fast, and you’ll be pushed down. Otherwise, how would you justify those who’ve worked hard all day to reach a position where they can **** on your head? Dogs and wolves are the same; you have to be a dog first before you can become a wolf, and it’s not just about doing whatever you want, otherwise, wouldn’t the world become chaotic?"

"You’re saying, I became a ghost manipulator, taming even ghosts and barely surviving several supernatural events, but in the end, I still have to follow your damn rules?" Yang Jian laughed mockingly.

"Yes, you can’t escape this circle," Ye Feng stated. "You’ve only been hopping around in Dachang City for a month; you don’t understand how terrifying the world of ghost manipulators can be. Compared to those top manipulators, you’re still far behind. Do you think controlling two Evil Ghosts is your limit? Do you know how many Evil Ghosts Asia’s top ghost manipulator can control?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian’s face tightened.

Indeed, his previous suspicion was correct; controlling two Evil Ghosts merely lengthened the time for the resurrection of a more powerful ghost, but to continue living, one must seek the power of new fierce ghosts to maintain balance within.

"Are you saying this to scare me?" Yang Jian said coldly.

"No, you managed to live up to today, so you definitely have the courage. I don’t need to scare you. I just want you to understand the vastness of heaven and earth. Do you think becoming an international ghost manipulator is glamorous? That’s nothing but hard labor, though there’s a chance for advancement, the rate of sacrifice is too high.

Joining the club, banding together for warmth, managing your own influence, and being the king of your domain, that is the trend of the future."

Ye Feng said, "As long as you live long enough, what won’t you have, money, women, power... but you insist on walking the path to your demise."

"That’s why I am willing to give you another chance, as long as you are willing to rejoin the club and compensate for some of the club’s losses, I can refrain from taking action today."

Yang Jian suddenly laughed, looking at him as if looking at an idiot.

"Do you think I’m an idiot?"

"What?" The smile on Ye Feng’s face gradually solidified.

Yang Jian said, "Hoping to fool me into surrendering directly, who do you think you are? We both have tamed two ghosts, how confident are you that you can kill me if we fought? Moreover, you’ve invaded my territory, killed my friends, and even created a three-phase hunt plan for me, and now I’m supposed to surrender to you? What do you think I am, a three-year-old child?"

"Like a dog, you must have licked plenty of boots in the past, haven’t you? I refuse, because I don’t know what youthful brashness means. I only know that the victor is king, to kill you, to annihilate the Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club, to slaughter Zhao Kaiming, from then on, Dachang City will be under my control."

As he spoke, a faint red light glimmered in his eyes, ferocious and eerie.

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"So there’s no room for negotiation? But that’s okay, at least during this conversation, you can’t use your Ghost Domain." Ye Feng’s expression was ice-cold.

He wasn’t really trying to persuade Yang Jian, he was buying time for Wang Xiaoqiang.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoqiang, holding a withered finger, had already moved more than a thousand meters away.

This distance was so vast that the Ghost Domain seemed about to be ripped from Yang Jian’s body, about to be forcibly torn apart.

But it wasn’t.

The withered finger Wang Xiaoqiang had brought could only nail down Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain, preventing it from moving easily and also limiting its range.

"Without the Ghost Domain, it’s like you’ve completely disabled a ghost’s power. What does it matter if you control a second ghost now?" Ye Feng spoke up. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Do you really think I’m just standing here talking to you, doing nothing?" Yang Jian stared at him.

Ye Feng’s eyebrows twitched, and then he suddenly realized something. He turned around and shouted, "This isn’t good, Wang Xiaoqiang, be careful, he’s coming for you!"

The shout reached Wang Xiaoqiang, a kilometer away, causing him to jolt in surprise.

The next moment.

Yang Jian’s figure appeared in front of Wang Xiaoqiang, his ghostly eyes opened, emitting a faint red light, coldly staring at the person before him.

"Yang Jian~!" Wang Xiaoqiang’s expression was somewhat ferocious.

"After I killed you last time, you actually came back to life. I just wonder if you can come back to life again this time."

"Do you really think I’m so easy to kill?"

Right after saying this, Wang Xiaoqiang’s hands brutally tore the scalp from his head.

Blood-red flesh turned inside out, emitting a disgusting stench of rotting corpse.

At the same time, an unfamiliar face appeared before his eyes.

A highly decomposed dead man’s face.

No, it should be a highly decomposed corpse, hidden beneath Wang Xiaoqiang’s skin, as if a ghost was wearing his human skin.

In such a state, Wang Xiaoqiang was still somehow alive, not yet dead from the ghost’s revival.

Did that ghost enjoy hiding in Wang Xiaoqiang’s body so much?

Was there some filthy deal between this human and ghost?

"Wang Xiaoqiang, stop it, do you want to harm me?" Seeing this, Ye Feng quickly yelled out again, trying to stop his actions.

He was confident in dealing with Yang Jian alone, but if Wang Xiaoqiang released the ghost inside his body, then the situation would be different.

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The ghost didn’t discriminate between friend and foe, who knew if it would side with Yang Jian to deal with himself.

Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, Wang Xiaoqiang shuddered slightly.

He grasped his own scalp with both hands and pulled it over the decaying Dead Man’s Head, not wanting to let the ghost out and cause trouble at this time.

But how could Yang Jian let things go his way.

Just as Wang Xiaoqiang’s scalp was about to cover the rotten face, a black shadow stood in front of him.

Chilly and eerie.

As soon as Ghost Shadow appeared, it grabbed Wang Xiaoqiang’s scalp and started tugging it backwards relentlessly.

"Damn it, Yang Jian, stop it," Wang Xiaoqiang’s skin was stretched out of shape, feeling as if the flesh all over his body was about to be torn off forcibly.

At this moment, he was both angry and frustrated, wanting to resist but not daring to do so.

"I think the ghost inside you needs some air," said Yang Jian coldly.

How could he allow Wang Xiaoqiang to cause trouble on the sidelines? It was the right choice to deal with this fellow first, then to contend with Ye Feng.

Otherwise, dealing with two people by himself would be very strenuous.

"Ah~!"

Wang Xiaoqiang screamed in agony, feeling the skin on his neck tearing apart.

Without bones, as if a Human Skin Mask, he was still alive, still capable of feeling the pain in his body.

The highly decayed Dead Man’s Head was exposed once again.

This was a ghost about to be released.

"It’s no use screaming, your face is mine today," Yang Jian was not going to let Wang Xiaoqiang go.

Under the tug of Ghost Shadow, the human skin on Wang Xiaoqiang’s neck continued to tear, and with a mournful scream, the entire scalp covering the Dead Man’s Head, along with the whole face, was ripped off.

It was Wang Xiaoqiang’s Human Skin Face.

However, Yang Jian didn’t believe this would kill him.

Last time, he also removed Wang Xiaoqiang’s head, but it failed, and later he came back to life.

The only way was to completely destroy Wang Xiaoqiang’s Human Skin Face.

The ghost cannot be killed.

Yet a normal human skin face can easily be destroyed.

"Yang Jian, you’ve gone too far~! Do I not get a say when I’m right here?"

However, at this moment, Ye Feng had already arrived. He grabbed Ghost Shadow with one hand, while coldly looking at Yang Jian, attempting to retrieve Wang Xiaoqiang’s Human Skin Face.

Wang Xiaoqiang’s ability as an Evil Ghost was not strong, but his self-preservation was formidable.

Ordinary means really can’t kill him.

After all, he is a ghost wearing human skin.

"Daring to grab this thing with your hands, you’ve got guts," Yang Jian looked at Ghost Shadow being captured, not surprised, but somewhat amused.

This thing was very peculiar.

It could manipulate anyone’s body, as well as possess any ghost.

Yang Jian had always been extremely careful in controlling Ghost Shadow, daring not to let it possess a ghost’s body.

Otherwise, Ghost Domain’s suppression would likely fail immediately.

The next moment.

The black Ghost Shadow quickly fused into Ye Feng’s palm.

If successful, he would just be a puppet walking corpse.

However... Ghost Shadow failed.

The black shadow, like thick ink, was slowly squeezed out, unable to invade his body.

"I have had a taste of your ghost many times, but perhaps you don’t know about my ghost yet. I haven’t properly introduced myself before. I am Ghost Cloth Ye Feng," Ye Feng said with a creepy smile that chilled one to the bone, like an Evil Ghost slowly revealing itself.

He took off the coat he was wearing.

On his body, he wore a strange funeral garment, adorned with ’fortune’ characters, but stained with mottled blood, as if it had been pierced by something.

But one thing was for sure, this garment was definitely not meant for the living to wear.

"Ghost Cloth?" Yang Jian couldn’t help but take a step back.

His attack had failed.

That strange funeral garment seemed to protect him from being harmed by other fierce ghosts.

However, there are no harmless Evil Ghosts in this world. While the funeral garment protected him, it certainly came with some severe consequences.

It’s just that those consequences were borne by his second ghost.

It was just unclear what Ye Feng’s second ghost was.

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