Su Yang Has the Makings of a Demigod

The sudden icy touch on his back made Su Yang's body instinctively sense danger, and now it was frantically warning him!

Su Yang felt his heart pounding, his limbs stiffening, and every pore on his body closing tight.

He slowly turned his neck and looked over his shoulder.

A single glance made Su Yang's head spin!

What kind of monster was this?!

Su Yang saw a woman—or, more precisely, a female corpse!

Her face was twisted, half of it festering, with wisps of black mist curling around the edges of her body.

One eyeball hung outside its socket, swaying on a sticky thread of blood.

The remaining half of her mouth had been sewn shut with a dense tangle of thick black thread, forming an eerie curve that looked like a smile.

The place where her nose had been was completely flat, as though someone had sliced it off at the base with a sickle, leaving only two holes.

Even more horrifying to Su Yang was the fact that the female corpse was sprawled across his back in a bizarre posture, staring into his eyes with her remaining eye!

His scalp went numb!

When did this thing get on my back?!

Wait!

Zhao Shengshen just said something about releasing the Maiden's Soul... Could this be it?

After a moment's thought, Su Yang immediately concluded that this was definitely Zhao Shengshen's fucking handiwork!

So this is what he meant by helping me awaken my Sequence Ability?

Zhao Shengshen! Fuck you...

In a magnificent hall.

A group of glamorous men and women were leisurely watching the electronic screen in the very center of the hall.

This was an electronic screen enhanced by a Second Sequence Ability; even Su Yang's pores were clearly visible on it.

Some lounged comfortably on sofas, sipping red wine;

Others sat in chairs, eating fruit as they watched with interest;

Still others gathered in twos and threes, chatting about everything under the sun.

If Su Yang could have seen this scene, he would have realized that everyone here was from the Soul-Reaping Bureau and had just appeared in the bar.

The middle-aged man Zhao Shengshen had called "Old Wang" raised his eyebrows as he watched the Maiden's Soul appear on the electronic screen and clicked his tongue.

"Tsk, tsk, the Maiden's Soul our Soul-Reaping Bureau keeps is as scary as ever!"

A blonde woman in a black evening gown that exposed a large expanse of snow-white skin on her back looked somewhat worried.

"Are we really leaving the little guy there alone? That's a second-tier vengeful soul. In the past, the awakening ceremony was always held with a whole group of unawakened people together."

The blonde woman's words made the others in the Soul-Reaping Bureau laugh.

"Little Lina, don't worry! Aren't we all watching from here?"

"The director is here too. There's no need to worry so much."

"If Su Yang can't even get past this, how will he stand in front of us and shield us from the wind and rain in the future?"

Lina pondered for a moment, then tossed her long blonde hair and nodded.

"Mm... that makes sense!"

"After all, the director is still here. There's no one more reliable than him!"

Lina set aside her worries about Su Yang, and the Soul-Reaping Bureau was once again filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Hahaha, that's right! Weren't we the same back then? We made complete fools of ourselves in front of our seniors."

"More than ten years have flown by in the blink of an eye. It's our turn to laugh at the newcomers."

Leaving a newcomer to face the Maiden's Soul alone was a Soul-Reaping Bureau tradition.

The people of the Soul-Reaping Bureau firmly believed that only when someone was in the grip of extreme fear would their potential be unleashed!

When faced with such a situation, the body would often secrete a large amount of adrenaline, concentrate its oxygen supply on the brain, and leave only one of the five senses active.

Under such extreme circumstances, a Sequence Ability would manifest from within the body.

Of course, there was another possibility.

The brain could be pushed beyond its limits, causing the person to faint outright from extreme fear.

And no matter how talented such people were, the Soul-Reaping Bureau would erase their memories and turn them away.

Even if such people joined the Soul-Reaping Bureau, they would only die in vain on future missions. It was better to erase their memories now and keep them away from this field.

"Look! What's Su Yang doing? Has he already gotten his fear under control?"

While everyone was chatting happily, someone who had been watching Su Yang's every move noticed something unusual about him.

Everyone turned to look at the electronic screen.

"Phew!"

"Calm down! Stay calm!"

"Slow my breathing, relax my muscles!"

After the initial shock, Su Yang collected himself.

He silently adjusted his breathing, doing his best to keep his head clear.

This was muscle memory he had developed after hearing those eerie whispers and seeing countless spirits.

Although those eerie whispers were nowhere near as startling as the Maiden's Soul before him now.

The spirits Su Yang had seen with the Dead Man's Book before had also been nothing more than indistinct blurs, unlike the Maiden's Soul with her terrifying appearance.

But ever since Su Yang's parents had disappeared, his mind had remained on high alert all these years.

So even though this was the first time he had seen such a horrifying sight, Su Yang quickly regained his composure.

He forcibly pulled at the corners of his mouth, putting on an awkward smile.

He was going to try communicating with the monster on his back!

After taking several deep breaths.

Su Yang's gentle voice rang out in the bar.

"Y-you hello! My name is Su Yang. I mean you no harm."

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Half a minute passed, and the monster still showed no other reaction, simply lying quietly on Su Yang's back.

This monster isn't hostile toward me?

Su Yang breathed a small sigh of relief.

"If there's nothing you need my help with, then I'll have to ask you to get off my back!"

The monster still did not react.

Su Yang took a deep breath.

He slowly reached out with both hands, feeling for the monster behind him.

Su Yang did his best to keep both hands within the monster's field of vision, ensuring that she would not suddenly lash out because of his movements.

This action also drew praise from the people of the Soul-Reaping Bureau.

"This kid is really something! His mental fortitude is comparable to a Sword-Bearer who's been on more than ten missions!"

"Tsk! I was hoping to see the newcomer make a fool of himself! But now it looks like he's showing off in front of us instead! Are newcomers these days all this strong..."

The faces of everyone in the Soul-Reaping Bureau were filled with surprise.

They had been shocked by Su Yang's series of actions. Now they had all risen to their feet and were staring intently at the enormous electronic screen.

Su Yang's actions just now were practically a textbook demonstration.

If Su Yang had not looked so young, they would never have believed that a kid who had only just come of age could be so composed in the face of danger.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Zhao Shengshen downed a glass of wine and roared with laughter.

"The stronger a Sword-Bearer's mind, the stronger the First Sequence Ability they awaken. Su Yang has the makings of a Demigod!"

"A Demigod? Is he really that exceptional?"

"When did the last Demigod in our Soul-Reaping Bureau appear?"

"Seventy years ago, I think. I can't remember clearly."

"Wait, Lina, why did you turn off your Sequence Ability? We can't see Su Yang on the electronic screen anymore!"

The blonde woman froze. "I didn't turn it off!"