Having devoted myself to guiding souls, I was surrounded by them after my death.

The deadlock of two against one instantly turned into a one-on-one situation.

"What?! How is this possible!" Wenjie exclaimed in shock, staring at the corridor in disbelief.

In that brief moment of distraction, Zhang Chengkang suddenly sprang up again, using the last ounce of his strength to slam his fist down:

"boom--!"

Dust rose up, and Wenjie staggered back, falling to the ground.

Zhang Chengkang was too exhausted to continue his punches and only managed to miss.

"A waste of effort."

Wenjie, panting heavily, stood in the dust and stared coldly ahead—Zhang Chengkang was kneeling on the ground, unable to stand up for a moment.

Let's deal with this guy first, then that brat. As for that special spirit, we can take it back and study it.

Wenjie had a plan in mind. She picked up the scalpel and was about to go forward to harvest when she felt a chill behind her.

"!"

She turned around abruptly and saw a figure appear behind her at some point, its eyes staring intently at her as if they had been turned on with a red-eye filter.

It was Chen Shi!

In a daze, Chen Shi suddenly raised his hand, his movement extremely fast!

After Zhang Chengkang's prolonged exertion, her physical strength had already declined, and Chen Shi's movements were unexpectedly fast, so much so that she had no time to react.

Chen Shi held his hand in a sword-like gesture and thrust it directly into her right eye.

"Uh ah ah!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out, and Wenjie's vision was instantly reduced by half. A searing, excruciating pain shot through her, causing her to wail and retreat.

Chen Shi's face hardened, and he pulled his hand back, forcefully gouging out her right eye and crushing it in his hand.

"Let's see how you suppress yourself now."

"You...you brat!"

Wenjie covered her right eye—or rather, the eye socket where the eyeball had been lost—and gripped the scalpel in her hand tighter and tighter.

Behind Chen Shi, Su Yining stepped out, glaring at her angrily like a panting kitten.

"You actually managed to remove it... This evil spirit is truly useless."

Wenjie gritted her teeth and said fiercely:

"If I had known, I would have killed more people and spawned more evil spirits."

"Kill more people? What do you mean?" Chen Shi vaguely guessed what was going on, and his expression immediately darkened.

"Ha, Zhang Yan was a foolish woman in life, and the evil spirit she became after death is also a useless one. She originally wanted to kill her husband and use his resentment to create an evil spirit, but she didn't expect that her husband only had an unresolved obsession and became a benevolent spirit. On the contrary, this foolish woman Zhang Yan cried and made a fuss, and became an evil spirit after death."

Wenjie looked disdainful, as if doing these things was as ordinary to her as breathing:

"To be honest, this is the first time I've seen a Sorrowful Spirit. I didn't expect her to be so useless. Crying her heart out? How stupid, just as stupid as her death."

Her eyes were full of disdain, and her heart was filled with contempt for Zhang Yan's failure to kill Chen Shi.

"..."

Chen Shi stopped talking.

“Chen Shi, step back, you’re no match for her…” Zhang Chengkang reminded him with difficulty, but his legs went weak as he tried to get up.

"You son of a bitch..." Su Yining was furious.

She tossed her long hair and was about to step forward, but Chen Shi stopped her.

"Junior, why are you stopping me?" she gritted her teeth.

"I come."

Chen Shi took out the sling, gripped it tightly, and the rope and the bandage on his right arm all emitted a shimmering light.

"A magical artifact?" Zhang Chengkang recognized it at a glance, his eyes widening slightly.

"What a joke! What do you think your life is?" Chen Shi's eyes blazed with anger.

He was disgusted by what Wenjie had done and even more furious at her indifferent attitude.

Wenjie smiled: "You don't really think you're..."

Chen Shi was too lazy to waste any more words. He kicked off and instantly rushed in front of Wenjie!

"So fast!" Wenjie exclaimed in surprise.

The next second, Chen Shi grabbed Wenjie's head, the bandage on his right arm emitting a shimmering light, and slammed her head against the wall!

"Cough!"

Wenjie's eye rolled back as she was struck hard on the back of the head, causing her to lose consciousness instantly.

"How could it be so fast? Even though we were worn down by that ferryman for a long time, it's impossible that we couldn't even react to this kid's movements?"

She was puzzled—she had noticed Chen Shi the moment he entered the fourth floor. After observing him for more than a day, she was certain that Chen Shi's intuition was very weak, and even as a ferryman, he was definitely a novice.

How could his movements be as fast as Zhang Chengkang's?

In a life-or-death moment, Wenjie unleashed her power, wielding a scalpel to strike Chen Shi directly in the heart.

Chen Shi's eyes sharpened. The effect of [No Illness Forging] combined with the enhanced inspiration allowed him to clearly see Wenjie's movements.

He had anticipated this, and with precise backstep, he swung the rope, the loop arcing up and precisely ensnaring Wenjie's wrist.

Immediately...

"Crack!"

Chen Shi pulled with all his might, snapping Wenjie's wrist in two.

"Ughhhh!" Wenjie screamed in agony as she collapsed to her knees, her right wrist completely shattered.

Zhang Chengkang and Su Yining were both stunned.

Su Yining: Is this still the same older-boy-loving junior she knows? She thought he was a cute puppy, but he turned out to be a wolf?

Zhang Chengkang: As expected of Miss Jiang's chosen disciple, impressive skills! I actually thought his abilities were just average when we met before, it's unbelievable...

Wenjie, in pain, shed tears and looked up at Chen Shi pitifully, unleashing an Oscar-worthy performance from the very first frame:

"I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I'll... uh!"

However, Chen Shi threw out the rope and mercilessly looped it around her neck, coldly saying:

"If you want to harm others, you deserve to die."

Chapter 39 He held back a trick

Jimu Private Hospital, 4th floor of the inpatient department.

Su Yining covered her mouth, looking at Chen Shi in astonishment.

From their first meeting at the library until now, she had never seen Chen Shi erupt in such anger.

She could tell that Chen Shi took good care of her when they were together. She didn't know if it was because of their working relationship or because Chen Shi was a thoughtful person.

But now, she feels she knows this "older man-crazy junior" a little better.

Like her, Chen Shi also felt anger when life was desecrated. Like her, deep down he harbored a burning rage against these people.

Su Yining looked at Chen Shi's profile and unconsciously took a few steps closer.

"When you hurt people, do you never think about the tears of their loved ones?"

Chen Shi gave a cold laugh, not giving Wenjie any chance to cause trouble, and pulled the rope, tightening it around her neck.

"Cough... Uh!" Wenjie's right hand was ruined, and her right eye was crushed, leaving only her left eye bulging out.

She never expected that Chen Shi, who looked so young, would be so ruthless.

Seeing that Chen Shi had no intention of letting her go, she tried to struggle. Her left hand trembled as she reached for the scalpel, but then she saw a white leg come into view and kicked the scalpel away.

It's Su Yining.

"Hmph." Su Yining put her hands on her hips.

Chen Shi tightened the rope and pressed for an answer:

"Speak! What forces are behind you and Wu Hui? What is the purpose of nurturing the evil spirit?"

"Heh...want to know?"

Wenjie's lips were purple, and her voice was hoarse and rough, as if it had been sanded with sandpaper.

"Go ask the ghost."

"No need, just ask me."

Chen Shi smiled coldly and took out a tuning fork.

【Soul-Eating Tuning Fork】

[Effect: Controls the target's mind; one sound controls one person. The weaker the target's mental state, the stronger the effect; conversely, the stronger the mental state, the weaker the effect.]

[Price: Consumes the user's mind; each sound will drain the user's mental energy.]

"This is... Wu Hui's...!?" Wenjie was shocked.

"You don't want to talk? That's okay, I'll make you talk."

Chen Shi's expression turned cold. He hadn't wanted to use the tuning fork, given its potential side effects.

Wu Hui's complexion turned so bad in the short interval between their meetings that it was because he used the tuning fork so frequently.

But now Wenjie's attitude has completely angered him.

Moreover, information is essential. Whether it's the three malevolent spirits or the truth behind Su Yining's death.

Without hesitation, he gently shook the tuning fork:

"Ding--"

In an instant, Wenjie's eyes became vacant, and her struggles weakened.

The tuning fork worked.

At the same time, Chen Shi suddenly saw double images and swayed a few times, almost falling over.

"Hey, junior, are you alright?" Su Yining was startled and quickly helped him up.

"It's nothing." Chen Shi paused for a moment, then got straight to the point: "Let's ask for information first."

He looked at Wenjie and asked:

"What power do you and Wu Hui serve?"

"Um……"

Wenjie frowned, her face contorted—she was resisting mental intrusion.

The stronger the inspiration, the weaker the tuning fork effect. Judging from their multiple encounters, Wenjie's inspiration far surpasses Wu Hui's.

After resisting for a while, she swallowed hard and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"The Flower Festival".

"The Flower Festival?"

Chen Shi and Su Yining exchanged a glance.

Why does this name sound so much like the name of a low-quality villainous organization in a bad novel?

Chen Shi didn't care about anything else and continued to ask:

Do you have a base? How many people do you have?

Wenjie unconsciously clenched her fists, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed from her nose.

This time, she struggled for even longer, and it took her almost a minute to finally speak: "No... I don't know..."