Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 364 - 252 Ghost Hunting_2

Chapter 364: Chapter 252 Ghost Hunting_2

"Brothers and sisters, I’ve arrived at the Immortal’s location and will be having a direct conversation with them next."

What Director Qin and the Supernatural Bureau did not know was that Qin Fangli’s live stream of Li Ping’an catching ghosts had caused quite a sensation online, ranking in the top ten trending searches. According to the internet, he now had both popularity and traffic.

All hot internet celebrities are like dogs, with particularly keen noses. As soon as Li Ping’an gained some heat, they immediately came over to sponge off his popularity, bursting in, including Qin Fangli who wore a face mask.

As soon as they entered, they started excitedly waving their smartphone cameras at Li Ping’an under the tree:

"Immortal, hello, Immortal!"

Li Ping’an, who was cultivating, opened his eyes instantly when he heard the word "Immortal" and stopped cultivating, overjoyed, he exclaimed:

"Finally, someone in this world understands me!"

"Immortal, can you tell my fortune?"

"Immortal, can you perform a spell for us?"

The group of live streamers clamored noisily.

"Sure, sure!"

Li Ping’an readily agreed.

Not only the live streamers and viewers were excited, but also the folks from the Supernatural Bureau were hoping to take this opportunity to see if Li Ping’an was truly the only person in the world who knew Taoist Magic, as such magic had been lost for hundreds of years.

If Li Ping’an truly knew Taoist Magic, he would inevitably become a coveted asset by all powers in this part of the world!

Director Qin noticed the true purpose of the Supernatural Bureau’s visit, and hinted:

"Li Ping’an is really nuts, everyone, don’t take him seriously, he absolutely can’t be an Immortal!"

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Li Ping’an shouted from behind a sheet:

"This is Immortal Law—the Invisibility Technique!"

The crowd looked on, wide-eyed.

Li Ping’an then gave one live streamer’s head a knock and bragged:

"This is the Enlightenment Technique. With my guidance, your comprehension is off the charts!"

"..."

The group of live streamers stared at each other.

Li Ping’an then caressed the hand of a pretty female live streamer and said:

"You’re quite fortunate, gifted with a strong spirit. If you’re willing to accept me as your master, and become my junior blowing flutes beneath me, I can assure you longevity!"

Pretty Female Live Streamer: "How can you tell I’m gifted?"

Li Ping’an immediately grabbed the pretty live streamer’s stocking-covered leg and explained:

"See, your stockings are indeed sexy, capable of attracting the gazes of many men. With the support of your legs, they are the ultimate tools for speedy advancement. Given this, you are bound to achieve immortality in the future!"

Pretty Female Live Streamer: "You filthy rogue!"

And their live stream became even more lively, with viewers firing off barrage of comments:

Your Honor: Is he treating us like idiots?

Using Zhou Shuilong’s high silk to polish the gun: I’ve always said he’s nuts, and you wouldn’t believe me! Now your intelligence has been trampled, huh?

Old Eight’s Diner: Never expected him to be a perverted lunatic!

Meanwhile, the audience in Qin Fangli’s live stream continuously spammed one message:

Fraud! Unsubscribe! Report!

The people from the Supernatural Bureau felt an immense sense of humiliation:

"Even the director believed in a lunatic, wasting our time. Let’s go!"

Just as the group of live streamers and officials from the Supernatural Bureau were about to angrily depart, suddenly, the previously clear sky started to darken.

Clouds appeared out of nowhere, the previously sunny environment transitioning to one covered in thick clouds.

The suona and erhu players on the lawn played even harder, true to their reputation as the gangsters of musical instruments with their penetrating power!

Meanwhile, Li Ping’an slowly got up, kicked away the Snake Spirit that had been hatching eggs beneath him, stood with his hands behind his back, his loose hospital gown fluttering in the wind, exuding a grandmaster-like demeanor.

"Get down, hurry and get down!"

Seeing him start his act, Han Jing quickly yelled at Li Ping’an.

However, Li Ping’an remained unmoved. Although the wind was strong, it did not impair his vision; his eyes were sore, but he endured.

The Snake Spirit beneath him, watching Li Ping’an’s posture suggesting that of an Immortal, grew increasingly admiring in her heart.

Finally!

Just as Li Ping’an was about to falter, a purple mist emerged upfront, prompting Han Jing to exclaim loudly,

"Not good! It’s an Evil Spirit!"

The dense purple mist spread out, resembling a giant snake twisting through the air!

The young members of the Supernatural Bureau immediately took positions, gripping their Spirit Guns with solemn expressions.

Han Jing furrowed his brows tightly, his hand resting on the Binding Spirit Rope at his waist, ready to take advantage of a surprise attack.

Compared to their tension, the psychiatric patients seemed much calmer, except for the Snake Spirit, who was ironically rolling on the ground, striking various enchanting poses.

It was probably out of fear, or due to the itching on her body...

Gazing at the massive purple mist in the sky, Li Ping’an’s eyes slowly became frenzied.

He hurriedly bit his finger, and with his bleeding fingertip, he yelled toward the purple mist,

"Purple Dragon! Become my mount!"

"Damn, he’s relapsed!"

Director Qin said helplessly.

At this moment, the brows of the few young members from the Supernatural Bureau were tightly locked, sensing that the newcomer was not benign.

This was a Resentful Evil Spirit about to transform; it was formed from the resentment of those wrongfully deceased, much more powerful than ordinary ghosts, and it could strengthen itself by devouring humans’ negative emotions!

Weak individuals devoured by it would die instantly, while strong humans might suffer depression at the least or go insane at the worst.

And this Resentful Evil Spirit was just one person short of transforming. Once it succeeded, it would become a murderous Evil Spirit, and everything would become exceedingly tricky at that point.

Li Ping’an’s shout had attracted the attention of the Purple Evil Spirit, which now slowly floated above his head.

It could feel that this young man possessed immense spiritual strength, an excellent nourishment that could greatly enhance its power after transformation!

With this thought, the Purple Evil Spirit released waves of devouring resentment around itself and then roared as it charged toward Li Ping’an!

"Illumination Seal! Quick!"

Li Ping’an swiftly formed the newly learned Illumination Seal. From the tips of his hand seal, a flame suddenly burst forth, the size of two knuckles and purely red in color.

This was still the Great Accomplishment version of the Replenishing Yang Seal, where not only the size of the flame had changed, but its color as well.

With a puff, the instant the black mist touched the flame, that very moment, it burned up like a deserted prairie caught in a sudden blaze.

Strangely enough, the red flame quickly grew and expanded along the Evil Spirit, as if it could convert the Evil Spirit into fuel. The flame instantly enveloped and trapped the Evil Spirit.

Haah!

The next second, a shrill, grating scream emitted from within the black mist, sounding like a person subjected to over a hundred different types of extreme torture, wailing in despair.

The sound was not only piercing but also burst with an inexplicable strength, shattering all the glass windows of the opera house directly.

Upon contact with Li Ping’an’s Divine Skills, the Purple Evil Spirit rapidly burst into flames, shrieking in agony, never anticipating that this young man possessed such Taoist magic!

Most fatally, its released resentment had no effect whatsoever; this person harbored no negative emotions at all!

Right...

What ill thoughts could a psychiatric patient harbor?

The Evil Spirit, being conscious, knew staying further meant certain death and thought to flee immediately.

But Li Ping’an saw through its intentions and promptly formed another hand seal,

"Suppression Seal!"

A golden ’Suppress’ character flew from his hand, pinning the Evil Spirit in place, immobile, allowing the flames to scorch it until it was completely incinerated.

Perhaps it was the Evil Spirit’s final struggle that made everyone see Li Ping’an’s strange hand seal connected to a cluster of red flames at the front.

In the blink of an eye, faster than one could blink, that scene flashed through their eyes and vanished.

Han Jing and the several young members were also dumbstruck. They had been chasing the Purple Evil Spirit for more than half a month without success, yet this psychiatric patient had just so simply destroyed it.

Now, they began to question their professional abilities; one of their duties was ghost-catching, yet they hadn’t even managed to assist in this!

But the happiest were indeed the dozen or so streamers present, as their live broadcast rooms exploded, viewers bombarding them with a dense flurry of comments: