My Name Is Shu Yunwen, I Am A Sorcerer

Chapter 1: My Name is Shu Yunwen, I am a Sorcerer

"Haha! Where do you think you're going? It's not easy to find a ghost, and if I let you escape, would I still have the nerve to call myself a Ghost Sorcerer~"

In the darkness, Shu Yunwen rode his mount – a second-hand scooter – speeding down the sidewalk.

Under the bright streetlights on both sides of the sidewalk, Shu Yunwen wore a smile. However, this smile, paired with Shu Yunwen's youthful appearance in his early twenties but a face that looked like a fifty-year-old middle-aged man, made him appear somewhat lecherous. If a little girl from a kindergarten were to pass by, she would surely shrink behind her mother in fear and scream, "There's a bad guy!"

That's right, Shu Yunwen's appearance was the standard for those sleazy middle-aged men in movies and TV shows. It was precisely because of this that Shu Yunwen had remained a sorcerer.

There were some pedestrians on the sidewalk, and Shu Yunwen carefully avoided them, just as they avoided him.

Ahead on the sidewalk, in Shu Yunwen's eyes, a hazy, smoke-like mass was drifting forward. From time to time, this wisp of smoke would condense into a human face, looking back in panic.

The smoky mass ahead was Shu Yunwen's target.

A ghost.

A newly born ghost, just killed.

Shu Yunwen was a sorcerer, a Ghost Sorcerer passed down through his family.

The Ghost Sorcerers of his lineage primarily cultivated and practiced spells related to ghosts. Moreover, their best "tools" for cultivation were those newly born ghosts who had been killed.

When encountering such a newly killed ghost, Shu Yunwen's family had a "Judgment" Sorcerous Curse. Through Judgment, ghosts who committed evil in life would have their souls annihilated, while kind ghosts would be purified. Then, one could obtain a mysterious and profound power to nourish oneself, enhance one's strength, and also condense some Sorcerous Power to cast simple Sorcery.

Of course, after becoming a Ghost Sorcerer, if one did not receive the nourishment of the mysterious energy from newly born ghosts for a long time, they would suffer a curse backlash, and their appearance would become increasingly aged.

This was also the main reason why Shu Yunwen, despite being in his early twenties, looked like a fifty-year-old uncle.

Besides newly born ghosts, Shu Yunwen could also absorb ordinary ghosts who died of illness or ghosts formed by dead animals. However, the side effect was as mentioned before – he would become increasingly old. This was why Shu Yunwen was chasing this newly born ghost relentlessly.

A fifty-year-old uncle's face... He was truly fed up with it!

If he didn't absorb newly killed ghosts soon, he'd probably start looking like he belonged to the grandfather generation.

This newly killed ghost was reportedly an online fugitive. While committing robbery, he was spotted by a passing police officer, who eventually cornered him in an alley. He took a hostage and confronted the police, then was shot in the head by an armed police officer...

Shu Yunwen loved ghosts born from wicked people like this the most!

Ghosts born from wicked people after being killed had twice the energy compared to ghosts born from good people after being killed.

The scooter accelerated again. The distance between Shu Yunwen and the "smoke" ahead was less than ten meters, enough for him to cast a Sorcerous Curse and pull the ghost over.

He chanted the Sorcerous Curse, and after about five to six seconds, the "smoke" let out a scream. The pedestrians around involuntarily turned their heads, trying to find out who was screaming so wildly.

The "smoke" slowly drifted towards Shu Yunwen, who wore a smile.

Just then, a car on the roadside suddenly sped wildly and crashed directly into Shu Yunwen and his scooter. Instantly, Shu Yunwen and the scooter flew up, covering a distance of over twenty meters in an instant. He landed first, then the scooter crashed onto him before falling to the side, its kickstand bent.

The car continued to speed forward for a distance before stopping after crashing into a utility pole next to Shu Yunwen.

"I was flying just now..." Shu Yunwen spat blood from his mouth. His injuries were severe, and his consciousness began to blur. Although he held the "smoke" in his hand, it showed signs of slipping away. "...What a shame, the flight was too short this time. I originally wanted to truly experience what it felt like to fly in the sky after my Sorcery reached its peak..."

The BMW's airbags deployed. Three young men with flushed faces and the smell of alcohol got out of the back seat, dragging out the people in the driver's and passenger's seats – also two drunkards.

The driver, due to the airbags, was actually unharmed. Instead, he was sobered up by the scare. Seeing Shu Yunwen lying on the ground not far away, he yelled, "What are you pretending on the ground for? Trying to extort me? No way! My dad is XXX, I have people in the Public Security Bureau and the traffic police, what are you pretending for! Get up! Get lost!"

People gathered around in the distance, pointing and chattering.

Some took out their phones and started filming.

Blood continued to gush from Shu Yunwen's mouth, but he suddenly felt a surge of strength.

This was a final burst of energy before death.

The abilities of a Ghost Sorcerer prevented him from dying in a coma. At least, he could remain conscious before his death.

Opening his eyes, Shu Yunwen looked at the arrogant, drunken young man a few meters away and asked coldly, "You're so awesome, do your family members know?"

"Ha! I knew you were faking it!" the drunken youth remained arrogant. "You all saw it! He's perfectly fine!"

"Yeah! Yeah! This guy is totally fine!"

"Is that ketchup you're spitting out? What are you pretending for!"

"Get up and get lost! If you don't leave, believe it or not, I'll find someone to deal with your whole family?"

"..."

Beside the drunken youth, four equally drunk young men also started shouting, threatening and cursing, showing no sign of realizing they had done anything wrong.

Shu Yunwen coldly scanned their faces one by one, then said softly, "Has anyone ever told you not to offend a sorcerer, especially one who is about to die?"

As his voice fell, Shu Yunwen suddenly spoke again, "Ghost Sorcery – Ghost Claw!"

In an instant, a cold wind seemed to blow around. The "smoke" in Shu Yunwen's hand flew out, wrapped around the wobbling utility pole that had been hit by the car, and violently smashed towards the five shouting drunken youths.

The utility pole seemed to have a mind of its own, jumping back and forth and hitting the heads of the five people consecutively before crushing them. Currents raged from the broken wires, and the bodies of the five people sparked together, turning into charcoal.

The onlookers were all dumbfounded.

Some quick-fingered individuals had already edited the video and posted it to their Moments.

The news of an "X-generation" drunk driver hitting someone, yelling insults, and then immediately being smashed to death and cooked by a utility pole would certainly attract a lot of attention.

As for Shu Yunwen, after seeing the five people die, he chanted a Sorcerous Curse, shredding the souls of the five people. At the same time, his consciousness blurred again.

"This time, I'm really going to die, aren't I..."

He slowly closed his eyes, and before him was darkness.

"His hand moved! It moved! He's still breathing, he's alive, prepare for surgery immediately!"

Fuzzily, Shu Yunwen seemed to hear some voices. The language they were speaking probably wasn't Chinese, but he could understand it.

Besides, hadn't he already died? Was this... someone performing surgery on him?

"The surgery was successful, the rest depends on his willpower. If he can wake up within three days, everything will be fine. It's a shame, a family of three, and we only saved one..."

What family of three?

He was the only one who was hit by the car, alright?

"Two days have passed, his brain activity isn't very active, he might never wake up. So, please be mentally prepared."

"Today is the eighth day, are you sure you want to continue caring for him? This will seriously affect your lives..."

"The patient's condition is very bad and requires a second surgery. Honestly, it's not easy for him to survive for two years without dying, we will do our best."

"We're very sorry, we've done our best. Multiple organ failure, his life has reached its end. In another half an hour, he should die. Of course, this might be a good thing for you, for him..."

Died?

Who died?

Shu Yunwen used all his strength to open his eyes and saw his surroundings.

Dimly, he saw a man in a light green shirt, two nurses in white uniforms, a square-faced man with big eyes, a chubby aunt who was crying, and a chubby little kid... and the glaring lights.

They were still talking, and Shu Yunwen croaked, his voice hoarse:

"I... didn't... die..."

All eyes turned to Shu Yunwen. After a moment of silence.

"Prepare adrenaline immediately! Prepare for surgery again! He's awake! He's awake!"

Then, there was a flurry of activity.