The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 351 - 245: Instant Kill of the Ghost Tamer

At this moment, on the streets of a city, Li Yi looked at the yellow letter in his hand, his face showing a hint of contemplation.

The requirement for this delivery was to get the letter to the hands of a Ghost Tamer named Song Jin within three days.

Yes.

He hadn’t read it wrong; Li Yi’s target was actually a Ghost Tamer.

"A Ghost Tamer wouldn’t just accept the letter calmly. As soon as meeting me and realizing I’m the messenger, he might immediately attack and kill me... And facing irrational supernatural power, even as an Evolver I’m not confident I could handle it. However, the instructions for the delivery didn’t specify that it had to be to a living Ghost Tamer."

"Perhaps a dead Ghost Tamer would also suffice."

Li Yi’s eyes flickered, and a plan began to form in his mind.

Rather than risking communication with the Ghost Tamer, it might be better to strike first and kill Song Jin, then stuff the letter into the hand of his corpse.

Despite their possession of supernatural power, the essence of Ghost Tamers in this world is still that of ordinary humans whose lives have not transformed. If it comes to a sudden confrontation, his advantage would be significant. If he attempts communication, it would only lose him the element of surprise, allowing the Ghost Tamer to be on guard.

So he didn’t want to take that gamble.

After making his decision, Li Yi immediately followed the directions on the letter, heading towards a villa on the outskirts of the city where Song Jin lived.

He did not have time to waste, as he was concerned that Song Jin might leave this place in a few days to go elsewhere. By then, finding him would be difficult, so to ensure the successful delivery of this third letter, Li Yi moved quickly.

And the security force in the villa district was as good as nonexistent to him.

Li Yi moved like an assassin, concealed in the cover of darkness, swiftly making his way outside the house of the Ghost Tamer named Song Jin.

He looked inside through a window.

Li Yi hadn’t pinpointed Song Jin’s location, but he could faintly hear some painful wails coming from somewhere inside the house; and not just one voice, there were several, and from the sound of it, they were likely all women.

"Song Jin has imprisoned at least four women."

He made a rough judgment in his heart.

Then, Li Yi confirmed the positions of the surveillance equipment before carefully infiltrating the place. For an Evolver like him, entering someone’s home was all too easy, and his previous judgment was correct: even as a master of supernatural power, a Ghost Tamer was still just an ordinary person.

Unaware of his infiltration, the Ghost Tamer had no idea.

At the same time.

In the basement of the villa.

A man, who appeared not even in his twenties, with a deathly pallor and cold all over as if he were a corpse, was holding a whip in his hand, lashing it fiercely against the bodies of several women. With each strike exerted with full force, skin was torn, flesh burst, and blood flowed freely. Listening to the women’s screams, a look of indescribable pleasure crossed Song Jin’s eyes.

"Teacher Zhao, Liu Qin, Wang Xiaoyue, you never thought I would become a Ghost Tamer. I’ve wanted to get my hands on you for a good time. Sadly, after becoming a Ghost Tamer, I found out I’ve long lost the need for that sort of thing, even emotions are scarce."

"But no matter, we can have fun in other ways. I believe it will definitely make you happy."

"Wang Xiaoyue, I hate you the most. Just because you’re pretty, you think you can look down on people? I already confessed to you; why didn’t you accept me? Why?"

Song Jin’s face twisted grotesquely as if he were an evil ghost, and the lights in the basement flickered ominously. He swung the whip again, striking a woman with force.

The woman, covered in scars, screamed in terror, trying to dodge.

"Daring to dodge?" Song Jin lashed out with a few more strikes, and this time the woman couldn’t escape, shuddering from the blows.

"Haha."

At this sight, Song Jin laughed merrily, his demeanor growing more deranged, "You can’t blame me. Since I’m not long for this world, why not live as I please before I die? Do you know, I’m very rich now. Just a week ago, I robbed a bank. Now I have so much money I can’t even fit it all in my house."

"Oh, and I killed a few people, they were my classmates. They were too annoying, and I’ve wanted to do this, but never had the chance. Did you know, humans are easy to kill, with just a touch they’re gone... Haha, supernatural power is so useful. I can’t understand why there are Ghost Tamers who play the role of leaders, solving supernatural incidents. Isn’t it better to enjoy life like I do?"

The women had already been imprisoned for several days. They had begged for mercy and tried to escape, but to no avail. Now they had to entertain Song Jin every day.

After his laughter, Song Jin dropped the whip and picked up a baseball bat, "Today we’ll play something exciting. One bat per person, let’s see who can withstand it until they die first. Zhang Jie, don’t think you can avoid this by lying on the ground pretending to be dead. Today, no one gets away."

"Song Jin, please let me go, don’t kill me, I beg you, I don’t want to die," the woman named Zhang Jie immediately knelt on the ground, crying and pleading.

"Don’t be afraid, everyone will die. I’m just hastening it a little for you," Song Jin said, walking toward her with the baseball bat.

Zhang Jie screamed in horror, scrambling to protect her head.

She tried to rush out of the basement, but just as she reached the door, her eyes widened in shock, and she froze.

She thought she might be hallucinating because she saw someone, a tall, young, unfamiliar man.

"Zhang Jie, let’s start with you," Song Jin was quite excited, swinging the bat as if playing whack-a-mole, venting his inner violence.

However, just as he was about to swing the bat, Song Jin suddenly froze.

He saw a pair of dazzling, luminous vertical pupils.

Someone had broken in!

After that, Song Jin finally reacted.

But it was too late; by the time he detected Li Yi, he had already lost the chance to make a move.

Eye-witness Skill!

In just an instant, Song Jin felt an intense dizziness in his head, as if his brain were about to split open. A severe pain washed over him, making him involuntarily let out a loud wail. Soon after, thick blood began to flow incessantly from his ears, eyes, and nose. His consciousness then plunged into darkness.

"Kill!"

Li Yi roared, his killing intent astonishing. His tall frame instantly crossed the space, with his Qi Blood Fist Gang erupting. His fists, like afterimages, swung out. In a moment, Fist Gang exploded like firecrackers one after another, the blasts nearly splitting the eardrums of those nearby.

When he moved, it was with lethal force, showing no mercy.

Under the release of Fist Gang, it took only a split second for Song Jin’s head to disappear, turning into a cloud of blood mist. His body was then pulverized by several punches, even his bones reduced to powder.

The bodies of ordinary people are too fragile to withstand his Fist Gang.

Especially when Li Yi was going all out, Song Jin couldn’t last even a second before dying, and after three seconds, his body had vanished, leaving only a pair of arms falling to the ground.

Five seconds later, Li Yi retracted his fists and stood upright. He looked at the remains of Song Jin, now blasted into meat mush, and let out a slight sigh of relief.

Indeed, Ghost Tamers were not hard to kill.

Despite possessing supernatural powers to counter fierce ghosts, their own bodies were too fragile. They couldn’t withstand a single Eye Witness, let alone his Fist Gang.

At this moment, this scene had the several women in the basement stunned; with wide eyes, they didn’t know whether to be scared or shocked. In their eyes, the Song Jin who had tortured them for days had disappeared from this world in mere seconds, completely unexpectedly.

"Send the message quickly." After killing Song Jin, Li Yi wasted no time but immediately placed the yellow letter in Song Jin’s hands.

Now, all that was left of him were his hands.

This was deliberately done by Li Yi; otherwise, even the hands would have been blown to pieces.

The yellow letter disintegrated and vanished upon touching the dead man’s hands.

This occurrence confirmed to Li Yi that his mission to deliver the message had been successful.

"Indeed, as long as the letter is delivered into the other party’s hands, it doesn’t matter whether they are dead or alive," realized Li Yi, confirming his judgment was correct.

There were loopholes to exploit in the rules of the Ghost Post Office.

He then glanced at the several women: "You guys have played quite wildly, with whips, cudgels... and not wearing clothes. But you won’t be playing anymore, this man I have killed..."

But before he could finish,

Li Yi sensed something and his expression instantly changed.

Instinctively, he looked toward a certain direction of the basement.

Although he saw nothing, he felt a familiar cold presence in that direction, a presence that lingered and seemed to be spreading faintly.

Li Yi immediately took out a bottle, which he used to carry nutritional fluid in, but now it contained murky Corpse Water.

Looking through the bottle of Corpse Water towards that corner, he couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

In that corner, he saw a charred corpse. The corpse stood still, but a stream of black air constantly drifted from its mouth, and there was even a faint sign of it awakening...

"If you don’t want to die, leave this basement, no, leave this house," Li Yi immediately said, then quickly evacuated.

There was a ghost in the basement.

It was just that he couldn’t see the ghost; only through the bottle containing Corpse Water could it be revealed.

Hearing this, the survival instinct prompted the women to rush toward the outside one after another.

And within just a few seconds, Li Yi had evacuated the building. As he left, he also picked up a stack of cash that Song Jin had left in the room, estimating it to be around a hundred thousand yuan. He wasn’t greedy though; he had no intention of taking more, fearing that lingering might attract the attention of the fierce ghost.

After all, money was just his operating funds, not an especially vital resource.

However, a few hundred meters after Li Yi had left the house, he found that the women had not left the building.

Looking down from a higher vantage point, Li Yi was dumbfounded.

He saw that after the death of Song Jin, the women were looking for their clothes. After dressing, they continuously grabbed cash from the table. One stack wasn’t enough; they took two, three, even fighting over it. Li Yi even faintly heard them hurling insults at each other, saying things like compensation, why not take what’s free, I’ve lost a lot, and other incomprehensible things.

"Do they no longer value their lives? Don’t they know that house is haunted? Is money that important? Having just escaped danger, don’t they think about saving their lives?"

Li Yi had thought he had saved their lives, but this drama made it uncertain whether they would survive.

"Forget it, it’s not my problem."

Li Yi shook his head, didn’t linger, and quickly left to avoid trouble. As for the haunted house, it wasn’t something he could resolve. He was just a Messenger struggling to survive, barely able to protect himself; it was better left to the local authorities to handle.