Unexplained Rejection, Hanging by a Thread

The moment Liu Congming saw it was a Tier 4 Oil Lamp Ghost, his heart sank halfway.

Even the Hanged Ghost had at least been Tier 5.

But last night, after the eerie invasion from Nangong Haunted House, the Tier 5 Hanged Ghost had nearly been eaten alive, half its face gnawed away!

To stay alive, Liu Congming had devoted all his energy to completing a side quest over most of the day as soon as day replaced night at six in the morning.

When he learned that the unlocked eerie was located on the Spirit Tablet Table, Liu Congming had been overjoyed, thinking he had unlocked the Spirit Tablet Ghost.

Instead, it was a busted oil lamp beside the table!

And now, mentally exhausted and without enough time to unlock another Haunted House Eerie, he could only rely on a half-dead Tier 5 Hanged Ghost and a Tier 4 Oil Lamp Ghost, somehow surviving until dawn tonight.

Throughout the long, pitch-black night, Liu Congming saw only four words—his days were numbered!

"I have no reason to be this unlucky. Are you that hungry, kid?"

"You're even chewing on your host's bad luck now?"

"Ever since the Tier 5 Dungeon, I noticed that your appetite has been getting bigger and bigger after every advancement!"

Liu Congming turned back and glanced at the Unlucky Eerie behind him.

Unlucky Eerie: "..."

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have lasted through the first night."

"And you're blaming me instead? I'd already be generous not to make you call me Dad!"

"Ever since we entered this Dungeon, even an Unlucky Eerie like me has become unlucky because of you!"

The Unlucky Eerie did not indulge Liu Congming either. "If I hadn't desperately eaten the bad luck of those invading eeries, you couldn't even