Mysterious Revival

"Where are you going now?" Tong Qian saw Yang Jian put down the phone and actually found a bicycle at roadside.

He even scanned the QR code to unlock it and was ready to ride away, which made her unable to help but ask.

"To find someone," Yang Jian said.

"Is it very important?" Tong Qian asked.

Yang Jian said, "It’s certainly more important to me than you all."

"So you’re not planning to take care of these survivors?" Tong Qian asked.

Yang Jian said, "You should be capable of looking after these survivors."

"But I’m not sure I can deal with that ghost. If you leave and that ghost comes, these people are bound to die."

Tong Qian said, "I suggest you take them with you. If you’re going to act, we should act together. With our combined abilities, we should be able to save this group of survivors."

Yang Jian said, "No, I plan to act alone for now. Don’t worry too much about that ghost. Since you’ve already avoided an attack once, the next should be after some time, so you’re safe for now."

"But..." Tong Qian furrowed her brow.

"No buts. If you want to leave here, you have to follow my instructions," Yang Jian cut her off, "Wait for me to return in this area."

"What if you don’t come back?"

Yang Jian said, "Then you can declare all of you officially dead."

"This isn’t right. You can’t sacrifice so many people just to save one. I hope you figure out a way to get them out of here immediately," Tong Qian grabbed Yang Jian’s bicycle, stopping him.

Yang Jian gave her a look and suddenly exploded in anger, grabbing her by the throat and forcefully pushing her to the ground.

"You..." Tong Qian’s face changed drastically, never expecting Yang Jian to suddenly make a move on her.

But before she could speak, a handgun was pressed against her forehead.

"Enough. I don’t need you directing my actions. If you want to save people, I won’t stop you, but don’t get in the way of my business. Speak out of turn again and I’ll blow your head off. I’d like to see if that Ghost Face behind you can save your pretty little head," Yang Jian said coldly, the golden pistol in his hand now loaded and safety off.

His finger on the trigger, it would only take one move to blow Tong Qian’s head open.

"You maniac," Tong Qian’s eyes widened.

"This world easily drives people mad," Yang Jian stared at her fiercely, "So, are you going to stop me, or not?"

While he spoke, his finger slowly began to bend.

Tong Qian could even see the trigger being pulled.

This Yang Jian really dared to shoot and kill her.

Zhao Kaiming, what kind of person did you ask to come for support?

Is someone like this going to become Dachang City’s Ghost Dominator in the future?

Tong Qian didn’t think too much, remaining silent, not daring to say another word to provoke this man.

Any action of her own could cause Yang Jian to kill her on the spot.

After a moment of silence.

"Good, you’re not completely beyond saving," Yang Jian slowly withdrew the pistol and turned around without another word, getting on his bicycle, and then left the place.

Watching him slowly disappear into the darkness ahead on his bike, Tong Qian stood up with an unsettled expression on her face.

This guy really had no restraints.

Are all Ghost Dominators this reckless?

Or is it just this man?

Tong Qian had very few contacts with other Ghost Dominators; the city she was responsible for was just a small city, not even ranking as a fourth-tier, and supernatural events there were extremely rare. Besides contact with her superiors, she had little interaction with others in the circle.

Yang Jian’s actions and behavior gave her an inexplicable shock.

As if revealing a cruel corner of this world.

"This man is like a wolf struggling to survive in the darkness, occasionally showing kindness, but that can’t cover up his wolf nature," Tong Qian thought silently, "This person is very dangerous. I must keep my distance from him in the future."

But what she didn’t realize was that the world was changing and some order was collapsing.

Zhou Zheng’s way of living would no longer work.

People like Yang Jian were better suited for the survival environment of the future.

"What are you doing as a Ghost Dominator? You’ve driven him away. With him gone, who’s going to protect us? You don’t have that ability. From the beginning, I felt there was something wrong with your attitude. That young man saved us no matter what, and you started off with a barrage of principles.

If I were him, I’d feel uncomfortable too," a survivor, an old lady, scolded with squinting eyes.

"When it really matters, women are unreliable, their minds filled with who knows what."

"It’s over. We’re done for. That capable guy rode away on his bike, and now all of us are going to die in this damned place."

Hearing what the survivors said, Tong Qian’s face changed, but she had no comeback.

She indeed was unable to handle the current situation.

"Tong Qian may have a good character, but she is too idealistic and has yet to recognize the cruel reality," Yang Jian pedaled his bicycle along the road, his gaze vigilantly sweeping the surroundings as these thoughts ran through his mind. "A ghost master like her doesn’t even qualify to be a teammate. Teaming up with her would only be a burden.

In my opinion, it’s impossible for her to survive more than two paranormal events on her own unless she relies on others."

Because Tong Qian had one fatal flaw: she could not rationally assess the situation.

This might be inconsequential for ordinary people, especially for a woman of appealing appearance.

But it was unacceptable for a ghost master.

Dealing with fierce ghosts required a calm mind and accurate judgment of the situation, knowing when to act and when to hold back.

One wrong step could mean death, with no second chance.

On this point, he believed that Zhao Kaiming did it the best.

Although they were enemies, Yang Jian could not help admiring Zhao Kaiming’s meticulous approach to matters. If it weren’t for the curse of the Ghost Door Knocker spread through the phone, which caught him off guard and dragged him into this incident, his fate unknown,

Otherwise, Yang Jian would have remained in a passive position, constantly being hit.

Most importantly, he couldn’t find any opportunity to fight back.

Because Zhao Kaiming was well aware that he couldn’t handle Yang Jian, who had now mastered two ghosts, and even as a ghost master from Dachang City he had to stay hidden.

"However, he is also in this Ghost Domain now, and this event occurred because of him. If all goes well, Zhao Kaiming should already be dead somewhere... If Zhao Kaiming really is dead, then there shouldn’t be just one ghost here; there should be two," Yang Jian thought, resolving to be even more observant.

With that thought,

Yang Jian became even more cautious.

He decided to look around the area. If he couldn’t find Jiang Yan, he would save a few people and leave this place to briefly acknowledge Zhao Jianguo’s concern and be done with it.

As for Jiang Yan’s life, he could only give it up.

Though this woman indeed helped him a lot, he had not treated her poorly either. He had offered his help during paranormal events, but if her luck was truly so dreadful, what could be done?

If he continued to stay here, Yang Jian would only lose more.

And so,

He rode his bicycle through the darkened streets.

No matter how dark the surroundings, how impenetrable by sight, his Ghost Eye could see everything clearly.

If everyone here were to die, Yang Jian was convinced that he certainly would not be among them.

"Something seems off about the Ghost Domain here," Yang Jian noted as he cycled along and suddenly saw a street lamp by the roadside, unlike the others that were extinguished, this one shone brightly.

Under the street lamp stood a stiff figure, its back still turned towards Yang Jian, an exact replica of the scene he’d encountered before.

Without a doubt, the person standing under the light was a ghost.

Lost?

A hallucination?

Yang Jian stopped his bicycle, frowned.

But the Ghost Eye on his forehead told him this was no hallucination, nor was it getting lost.

He didn’t rely on his own eyes to see the path but on the Ghost Eye; he couldn’t be tricked by some aspects of the Ghost Domain.

Unless... the ghost had changed its location, and he had merely come across it again.

"I should take a look to confirm whether I’m lost or if there’s something wrong with this ghost," Yang Jian hesitated briefly, not wanting to continue circling around and wasting time, deciding to ride past it.

If it was a Ghost Slave then it would be a mere scare.

But to be on the safe side, he lit the Ghost Candle once again.

The sinister Ghost Flame emitted a strange glow.

Enveloped by this light, Yang Jian felt an additional sense of security.

The fire of the Ghost Candle, capable of repelling even the Door Knocking Ghost, had no reason to fear a mere Ghost Slave.

However, as he rode his bicycle with the ignited Ghost Candle, approaching slowly. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Something unexpected happened.

The fire of the Ghost Candle suddenly flared up as if doused with gasoline.

The candlelight flickered wildly without wind, its flame swaying dramatically.

At the same time, the wax of the candle burned away at an alarming rate.

In just a few seconds, the Ghost Candle had burned down five centimeters.

"This is impossible," Yang Jian stopped his bicycle abruptly, his eyes narrowing, quickly backing away.