Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 242 Yang Jian
Yamazaki shifted his gaze to the beauty in his arms, raised his hand to stroke the woman's soft neck, and a fierce and cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Alright, alright, are you just going to kill Tianye directly? The battle between vengeful ghosts is inherently dangerous. It wouldn't be surprising if Tianye couldn't withstand the attack and died instantly. I can do that too."

This Wang Liang is somewhat capable, but he kills indiscriminately, even my people. This shows no respect for the island nation, no respect for the Exorcism Society, and certainly no respect for me!

"Hmph, Brother Yamazaki is right." Ishii chimed in with a disgruntled look. "If it weren't for the fact that you don't have a ghost domain, and that Tano's ghost domain is too weak to enter Tokyo, the overpopulation incident would have been resolved by you long ago."

Yamazaki glanced at Ishii, who had said this, but did not refute him.

"Mishima was there, right? What was his reaction at the time?"

“That bastard Mishima even spent ten tons of gold and five pieces of porcelain to buy back the demon in the field!” Ishii said angrily, “He has completely disgraced the island nation.”

"Where is Wang Liang now?" Yamazaki asked in a deep voice.

“We’ve already entered the Hungry Ghost’s gloomy ghost realm. That guy’s ghost realm is indeed quite powerful,” Ishii said.

"Is this so"

Yamazaki stared ahead, but his hand was stroking the neck of the trembling kimono-clad beauty, and he sneered.

"Then I'll see if he has the ability to resolve the S-level overpopulation incident."

Click.

The tender, boneless neck was twisted off.

Yamazaki picked up another bottle of wine and took a few big gulps. After putting it down, he gazed at the direction of Tokyo with a fierce look in his eyes.

In Tokyo, on the rooftop of a high-rise building, a thick haze blankets the area.

In the gloom, Wang Liang stood to one side with his arms crossed, the rifted female ghost domain opening out in all directions.

This was both to defend against potential attacks and to keep an eye on the situation at Yang Jian's location.

Yang Jian frowned, holding Wang Shanshan's wrist and carefully adjusting the power of the Ghost Eye.

Teacher Wang is right. This is indeed not a simple matter. One wrong move and it could lead to an imbalance in the supernatural phenomena and the experiment failing.

He had failed more than ten times, each time worried that Wang Shanshan would be completely transformed into a ghost slave of the starving ghost, and that the power of the ghost eye would dispel the gloom and supernatural atmosphere.

But Yang Jian truly saw the possibility of success. The theoretical result could actually be realized in reality, which made Yang Jian feel secretly excited.

Having learned from his previous failures, he had a general idea of ​​how to balance things out.

So far, there haven't been any problems this time.

The surrounding gloom eroded Wang Shanshan's body. Yang Jian suppressed the power of the ghost eye in the Ghost Slave Seal and observed the changes in Wang Shanshan's body with his open ghost eye.

He could already see the supernatural entities in the gloom gradually condensing into a blurry and eerie shape in Wang Shanshan's abdomen, like gas, but slowly taking shape.

Moreover, there was a faint trace of ghostly vision mixed in, resulting in an incredible change.

Step, step.

The dull sound of footsteps echoed through the deathly silent street.

Wang Liang looked over and saw a man with a bluish-black body, stiff as a corpse, walking towards him along the street.

Enveloped in a chilling gloom, he took a small step and appeared eerily not far from the building.

After this figure appeared, one by one, ghost infants, some crawling and some trotting, emerged from various dark corners and gathered downstairs.

In a short time, hundreds of dark blue ghost infants had gathered, like a procession of a hundred ghosts at night.

"A ghost baby in the fourth stage?"

Wang Liang stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the ghosts below. Below,

The dark blue-green man stiffly raised his head, his neck making a chilling creaking sound as it moved, like a rusty machine starting to work again.

It silently gazed at the man in the black coat whose silhouette was partially visible above, without making a move.

But among the hundreds of ghost infants around, dozens of infant-sized ghost infants suddenly moved, climbing up the building, trying to kill anyone who saw them.

But looking up from below, seven or eight more white-clad female ghosts with disheveled black hair emerged from beside Wang Liang and filled the edge of the rooftop.

Then, as if pushed from behind, the female ghosts tumbled down, knocking over several ghost infants climbing the wall, and they all fell to the ground.

More mature ghost infants surged up from the ground, engulfing the falling Sadako and trying to kill whatever made the noise.

As they were being torn apart, a shadow grew larger and enveloped the ghost infants.

Following the seven or eight Sadako that had just fallen from the rooftop, it was as if a floodgate had been opened.

A vast expanse of white, countless Sadako pupae poured out from the edge of the rooftop, whistling as they fell as if they couldn't fit in.

Pale white hands ripped the climbing ghost infants from mid-air, dragging them to the ground and slamming them into the bluish-black ghost infants below.

A thick, chilling aura permeated the streets, accompanied by the sounds of limbs tearing apart and eerie cracking noises.

The tearing apart of the ghosts was enough to chill the hearts of any ghost tamer who witnessed it.

Wang Liang withdrew his gaze from the street and walked back to Yang Jian's side.

On the edge of the rooftop, an old, dimly lit television set still stands, spewing out large amounts of Sadako (a type of Japanese ghost character) that flood the street below.

"Teacher Wang, it'll be ready soon." Yang Jian closed his eyes, but a look of joy appeared on his face, and the ghost eye on the back of his hand stared intently at Wang Shanshan's stomach.

Waited a few more minutes.

"It's formed! I can sense it!" Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Because at that moment he finally understood how Teacher Wang had described the theft of the Hungry Ghost's supernatural abilities.

After the ghost baby in Wang Shanshan's belly took shape, it curled up inside and remained motionless, appearing unusually quiet and stable.

But when he looked over with his ghostly gaze, the ghostly infant slightly opened its eyes.

Unlike the offspring of a normal starving ghost, it did not have completely black eyes without pupils.

Instead, it displayed an eerie scarlet color, just like his ghostly eyes!
Two pairs of eyes met through their bellies, yet there was a sense of familiarity between them.

At this moment, Yang Jian could even clearly sense the existence of this ghost infant, which had a special connection with him, just like...
He's like a demon slave!
“Deepening the Ghost Slave Mark and awakening Wang Shanshan will also enhance the power of the Ghost Eye on this ghost infant,” Wang Liang said.

"understood."

Yang Jian transferred more of the Ghost Eye's power to Wang Shanshan's wrist.

Wang Shanshan suddenly trembled and opened her eyes. Her gaze was still somewhat confused, but she quickly fixed her eyes on Yang Jian.

"finished?"

"Soon," Yang Jian replied, then said to Teacher Wang, "The ghost infant is still there, and I can sense a deeper connection now."

Wang Liang smiled and said, "It seems you've succeeded. Congratulations on creating a special anomaly. Do you want to give it a name? As its teacher, I can recommend one."

What do you think of Yang Jian?

(End of this chapter)