The Person Who Most Wanted to See Me

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yijiu fell into a suspicious silence for a moment. His eyes flickered, as if a voice from his heart was telling him that it was better not to be so arrogant, otherwise, a big "danger" would be hanging over his head.

After all, Ghostification was his personality and abilities; he was still Zhao Yijiu himself, and his views on Yu Xing were based on his past experiences.

"..." Hearing Yu Xing's undisguised threat, Zhao Yijiu's initial bravado, which had come specifically to cause trouble, weakened considerably. However, he was not one to back down, and he scoffed, "Look at how fierce you are, I'm starting to doubt whether the person who always pretends to be well-behaved and calls me Brother Jiu is really you."

Then, lowering his voice, his slightly long bangs obscuring half an eye and concealing the sinister look within, he said, "I'm usually so weak, you wouldn't have the heart to bully me too much, would you? What if I accidentally experience the coldness of this world..."

His tone seemed to be filled with disdain for his taciturn, gloomy, and cold self, yet it also carried an almost imperceptible trace of persistence and protectiveness. "Then your willpower will weaken, and from now on, the vengeful ghost will have the upper hand. The one who will be most heartbroken will probably be my brother, right? And you'll lose an ally you can use. As for me? I won't lose anything. Think about it before you decide whether you want to threaten me like this?"

Yu Xing raised an eyebrow at Zhao Yijiu. The good news was that the Ghostification Zhao Yijiu was still primarily driven by the personality of "Zhao Yijiu".

Zhao Yijiu's situation is quite complicated. In his current state as a vengeful ghost, he is in a state of enhancement, but the vengeful ghost within him is constantly eroding him, causing his personality to become confused.

If Zhao Yijiu relaxes her guard, she could easily be overwhelmed by the vengeful spirit's consciousness, forget who she really is, and then the personality belonging to "Zhao Yijiu" will be completely eroded in the process.

To put it simply, there are two consciousnesses in one body: the original owner and the new owner. The new owner was assimilated in the process of interacting and competing with the original owner, and from then on they became one. However, the new owner is constantly influencing the original owner's consciousness.

When the original owner finally accepts all the memories and personality traits from the successor and forgets his own, then he will believe that he is the successor, and that the successor is the original owner of this body, thus naturally becoming like the successor.

In that case, even if the original owner, Zhao Yijiu, were dead, it would be because even he himself did not acknowledge his own existence.

Thinking about it this way, Yu Xing suddenly realized that the current Brother Jiu was really difficult to deal with. He had a good sense of self-esteem, but because of his personality, he was not as easy to fool as before. Yu Xing also had to constantly divert most of her attention to resist the temptation of power, which was indeed very hard.

Oh, and it also inherited the talkative trait.

He softened his tone and comforted you, "... How could I threaten you? I'm just reminding you so you won't regret it later. You always have such a twisted sense of humor, just like me."

"Do you know you have a really bad sense of humor?" Zhao Yijiu's lips curled into a smile, which he quickly suppressed. He was completely unrestrained right now; regret was a matter for later. He didn't care about what would happen to him later. Thinking of this, his confidence returned. He forgot about the consequences and took another look at Yu Xing's current state.

Because he was constantly being chased by Han Yan's Shadow Ghost, and also had to be careful of the ghosts in the building itself and the wandering dean, Yu Xing inevitably got injured.

Although the wound healed quickly, the hospital gown wouldn't heal on its own. The tears and bloodstains indicated that while others were struggling to survive, Yu Xing wasn't having an easy time either.

Zhao Yijiu's pupils darkened slightly, a strange aura spreading silently. He toyed with the weapon in his hand, a playful Stop Killing in his voice. "You look like a stray dog right now. What, you really don't intend to ask for my help? I know that in your and my brother's original plan, the final battle with Han Yan didn't include me because I was too weak, but now..."

Yu Xing's vision blurred, and the blade of Stop Killing was pressed against his neck. The cold, desolate touch made him involuntarily lean back. However, Zhao Yijiu merely moved her finger, and the blade followed her like a shadow, always maintaining a distance that touched her skin but did not cut it.

"I'm very strong now. Now, immediately, change your plans and add me in." Zhao Yijiu's tone was practically a command. Yet, in his arrogant manner, Yu Xing saw the same Zhao Yijiu from the night before at the Haunted Bar —the same Brother Jiu who, despite his cold demeanor, had astutely observed his thoughts, surprising him and even making him slightly smug.

At that time, Brother Jiu really wanted to increase his strength so as to share the pressure with him and Zhao Mou.

Zhao Yijiu never said these things directly, only occasionally insisting that he was not weak, hoping that Zhao Mou and Yu Xing would take him into consideration when arranging tactics.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yijiu, now Ghostification, has changed her personality and is willing to speak her mind directly.

For a fleeting moment, Yu Xing felt a similar sadness as Zhao Mou, for no other reason than that Zhao Yijiu's past twenty-five years of life had been too repressive.

He neither smiled, nor spoke, nor showed weakness. Even when faced with the strange looks and comments from other members of the family, including collateral branches, he remained indifferent and unperturbed.

But many people forget that the prerequisite for developing a habit is... having experienced enough.

Before one's heart becomes strong enough to completely isolate oneself from malice, there will inevitably be a period of time when it is cut and scarred by malice, riddled with holes, and every heartbeat aches. This was not something that Zhao Mou could have avoided with the protection of Zhao Yijiu alone; she endured most of the damage on her own.

"What's on your mind."

Yu Xing was pulled back to reality by Zhao Yijiu's voice. He heard Zhao Yijiu's tone become even more sarcastic. "You can still get distracted at a time like this. It seems you are indeed too confident, thinking that you definitely won't die here."

"How could that be? It's only because you're here that I dare to daydream," Yu Xing said with a grin.

"..." Zhao Yijiu's expression stiffened, then she withdrew her Stop Killing and impatiently reminded, "So you've figured out how to get me involved in the plan?"

"I've thought it through, I've thought it through. Here's what we'll do, Brother Jiu, don't leave yet." Yu Xing's smile kept widening. It was just too perfect that Zhao Yijiu had arrived. Just a minute before he ran to the first-floor storage room, the system had given him an unsurprising notification.

In his final, impulsive act of madness, the system, being extremely petty, refused to exempt him from the punishment.

"I'm going into a crazy state later. No matter what I say or do, promise me you won't hit me, okay?" Yu Xing knew what kind of person he was in this crazy state, so he gave Zhao Yijiu a heads-up to avoid saying anything inappropriate and angering this arrogant and irritable kid.

"Originally, I assigned this task to Qu Xuanqing. When the time was almost up, Qu Xuanqing and I would go together to interrupt Han Yan's control of the Shadow Ghost. His sacrificial abilities are beyond our current capabilities. Even if we can't interrupt the process and successfully create the scene of a hundred ghosts devouring the building, we must kill him as soon as possible."

"Oh? Since you're capable of facing him directly, why have you been running around here for so long?" For some reason, Zhao Yijiu, who was at least outwardly obedient when facing Zhao Mou, was like a firecracker in front of Yu Xing. "You think your legs aren't so good and want to do some rehabilitation?"

"You know perfectly well why I'm doing this, yet you still insist on provoking me. Is this revenge for my previous wickedness?" Clearly, he was stalling for time to allow Han Yan to succeed halfway, so that Han Yan wouldn't have enough time to change his plans after being attacked.

Yu Xing was almost amused by Zhao Yijiu. However, time always flies when you're talking. Not far away, another group of Shadow Ghost had already caught up and pounced on the two of them. Meanwhile, the three-minute countdown to the madness state was coming to an end.

This final frenzy caused Yu Xing's expression to change drastically.

Perhaps because of their different circumstances, this madness came on fiercely. Yu Xing glanced around and found something good in the similarly mutated storage room.

Zhao Yijiu keenly noticed his difference and watched as Yu Xing pulled out a chainsaw, only a small part of which was visible, from the very bottom of the storage room.

Yu Xing violently pulled the chainsaw out of the pile of debris, an uncontrollable excitement appearing on his face. He tilted his head to look at Zhao Yijiu, then at the chainsaw. Even Zhao Yijiu had no idea what Yu Xing was thinking at that moment.

"Brother Jiu, look! A chainsaw! Don't I look like a chainsaw killer?"

When Yu Xing excitedly asked that question, Zhao Yijiu, who had never witnessed Yu Xing's crazy state before, blurted out, "Have you finally gone mad?"

As they spoke, the Shadow Ghost attacked. After being exposed to the prolonged twilight, they were even stronger than they had been on the rooftop. With more and more Shadow Ghost joining together, their power was inexhaustible. They were no longer afraid of the indescribable power that Zhao Yijiu had not deliberately spread.

Zhao Yijiu turned around, Shadow Ghost almost pounced on his face. He clicked his tongue, his pupils were deep black, and the short knife in his hand drew a sharp arc.

The power of annihilation is enough to affect intangible ghosts. These ghosts are not killed by the blades, but are devoured by the power of annihilation in the process.

"I remember the ability to Stop Killing is that the more it's used, the more withdrawn the master becomes, right? Brother Jiu, will this neutralize your talkativeness in your ghost state?" Yu Xing pulled the chainsaw so loudly that it made Zhao Yijiu's eyes narrow.

"I'm not a chatterbox." Compared to the pure ghost personality, the Ghostification Zhao Yijiu really doesn't deserve to be called a chatterbox. It seems that he himself is quite resistant to this title. His anger affected the Shadow Ghost, and a large number of Shadow Ghost disappeared into thin air.

Of course, even in his powerful Ghostification form, Zhao Yijiu was still Struggle Level. His body couldn't handle such immense energy. After doing all that, his face paled slightly, and his pupils suddenly changed from deep black to blood red. This was the same pupil color Yu Xing had seen when Zhao Yijiu lost control; it looked even more dangerous than deep black. With his blood-red eyes, Zhao Yijiu revealed a somewhat bloodthirsty smile, "Are you annoyed by me?"

"No, it's just that it's really nice when Brother Jiu gets talkative." Yu Xing went completely mad, ignoring Zhao Yijiu's increasingly violent aura, and actually reached out to pat Zhao Yijiu's head, "Becoming Ghostification has its advantages, huh? Sigh, at least it lets you talk more. Look at how much you usually hold back, you're not mute, why are you so quiet? I think you'd better release some of that and make up for all the words you've missed over the years. Oh, right, you can talk into Zhao Mou's ear, he'll definitely be happy to hear it."

"Are you sick?" Zhao Yijiu slapped his hand away.

"Yeah, I'm in a frenzy right now, I'm sick. Didn't I just say you can't hit me?" Yu Xing walked past him with satisfaction, found a path, and started walking upstairs. "Come on, let's go find Han Yan."

Zhao Yijiu grabbed him. "What's the use of holding this saw? It's not a sacrifice, it can't attack ghosts. Put it down." Still making a racket, all that noise, but it's completely useless. If Yu Xing had used this chainsaw to deal with the attacking Shadow Ghost, he wouldn't have even touched the Shadow Ghost's clothes.

"I won't let you go." Yu Xing glanced at him. "Either we go together, or you shut up... Sing me a song to liven things up, you choose one."

If it were a normal Zhao Yijiu, she would definitely choose to shut up and follow along at this point, without trying to figure out what this madman was thinking.

But now, hearing Yu Xing's irritating tone, he only wanted to punish Yu Xing.

He grinned maliciously, grabbed Yu Xing's arm, and looked directly into Yu Xing's eyes. "If you take this path, you'll run into the dean who's hunting for prey. How about... I take you a shortcut?"

Before Yu Xing could answer, he felt a daze in Zhao Yijiu's bloodshot eyes. It was a kind of soul possession with a strong intrusive force. Instantly, countless murmurs rang in his mind. He couldn't understand a single word of them, but Yu Xing just thought they were very noisy.

They went too far with the argument.

Luckily, he'd been a madman for a while, otherwise he would have gone mad by now.

That's a really powerful control skill.

In a daze, two thoughts floated into Yu Xing's mind one after the other.

When he came to his senses, he was already on the fourth floor. It seemed like only a moment had passed from the first floor to the fourth floor. Zhao Yijiu led him directly to the door of the room where Han Yan was. The densely packed Shadow Ghost were stunned for a moment when they suddenly appeared, and then they rushed towards them frantically.

Yu Xing summoned the Sheqing Dreamscape. The short dagger was not advantageous in a large-scale battle. Fortunately, the Azure Mist made up for the short attack range. Yi Qing floated out very actively and did nothing else but stare at Zhao Yijiu with great interest.

"What's so interesting about you?" Zhao Yijiu still remembered when Yi Qing slammed him against the toilet wall with a wave of his hand at the Sheqing Bar. At that time, he had no ability to resist. Now, whether it was the side of the vengeful ghost or the side of himself, he felt like beating Yi Qing up.

Yi Qing couldn't speak, but he was still very good at using his gentle and refined face to put on an expression that made others angry yet helpless.

Before Zhao Yijiu could catch Yiqing, it was obviously because he misjudged the difference in strength between the two sides. Even if Yiqing's attack methods and speaking ability were restricted, the strength of his true aura was still far beyond what Zhao Yijiu could currently match. It was about the same when the vengeful spirit within Zhao Yijiu was at its peak.

"Where's my chainsaw?" Yu Xing suddenly asked, clearly annoyed.

"Throw it away." Zhao Yijiu gloated as he swung his knife and killed a Shadow Ghost. In a sense, he had finally succeeded in tearing apart Yu Xing demeanor, which he had wanted to do all along.

"Tsk, what a pity." Yu Xing didn't say much, as if it were just a toy he had his eye on that had been broken by a naughty child. Seeing the endless stream of Shadow Ghost, he kicked the door directly.

"Not picking the lock this time?" Zhao Yijiu teased, just the right moment.

"There's no time for that underworld." Yu Xing replied, looking up to see Han Yan staring at him from inside a dark, semi-transparent sphere in the center of an empty room with nothing but shadows.

Driven by the despair-level deducers, the entire hospital is now basically occupied by Shadow Ghost. Because they are the overflowing sins of the director, even the director cannot devour them.

Han Yan's mission was not only to kill everyone, but also to carry out a brutal apocalypse that no witness would ever forget.

The other guests have all banded together. Those gathered together are hard to kill, and those scattered in different places are hard to find. It would be better to use an apocalypse to destroy the entire building, the garden, and this little world together.

"You've arrived?" Han Yan's voice was somewhat indistinct within the black sphere.

Yu Xing's eyes lit up.

"Did you take the last fragment?"

He left the base alone to find fragments of reporter's ID. He found three of them easily, mostly from the ghosts that had come to provoke him.

He did see the last piece, in a hospital room, but the moment he turned his head, the fragment disappeared, replaced by several Shadow Ghost.

He killed all the Shadow Ghost but found no trace of the fragments, so it must have been taken away by Han Yan after he noticed it.

Now that they've arrived here, Han Yan has stopped the Shadow Ghost from attacking. On the semi-transparent black sphere beside him, the faces of vengeful spirits occasionally bulge out, staring at Yu Xing with cold resentment.

He stood tall and straight, flicking his fingers to reveal a small red fragment at his fingertips. Han Yan no longer concealed his identity, looking at Yu Xing with a mocking expression, and waving the fragment around. "It's right here with me, but what do you plan to use to take it? With your attacks that can't even break through my layer of vengeful spirit, or... your companion behind you who's possessed by a ghost?"

It has to be said that the Despair level is a level that Yu Xing is currently far behind in. He only glanced at it, and coupled with the scene of the Shadow Ghost he controlled being killed by Zhao Yijiu, he was able to sense the abnormality in Zhao Yijiu's body.

Although there were some discrepancies between what he said and what was said, he was the only one who could tell that Zhao Yijiu was acting strangely without any information.

"No, Han Yan." Yu Xing was surrounded by a blue mist, and Zhao Yijiu did not immediately step forward to make a move. Instead, she stood aside leisurely and watched the show.

"If it were someone else, I might be interested in chatting with him, but as for you, forget it. Let's get straight to the point." He looked at Han Yan with disdain, his disgust undisguised. "Do you think you've already won? Once the Shadow Ghost have fully formed, everyone except you will be devoured by their indiscriminate attacks of evil. And right now, including Qu Xuanqing, no one can stop this process. Even if they break through your defenses, the Shadow Ghost are already strong enough to gather even more evil on their own. They don't need your control to achieve the same effect."

"And you, you are confident that you will survive the Shadow Ghost Bugui under your control. Or rather, whether you live or die is no longer important to you. What matters is that you have not disappointed the Lingren, and that you have made a contribution to Single Prism that will be remembered by everyone."

"Since you know all this, why don't you go find the people you care about and spend your last moments with them?" Han Yan laughed smugly after hearing this. "Coming to me would be a waste of this precious last bit of time I've saved for you."

"How could I? While I do have people I care about, I also have to consider the feelings of those who care about me the most." Seeing Han Yan's expression, Yu Xing suddenly covered half her face, bent over slightly, and burst into maniacal laughter. "But, pfft, hahahahahaha... you really are cut from the same cloth, hahahahaha..."

This out-of-control laughter startled Han Yan, Zhao Yijiu, and Yi Qing, who was watching from behind. Zhao Yijiu knew that Yu Xing was temporarily acting crazy, but his crazy behavior was always predictable. For example, he would communicate with Zhao Yijiu in a good-natured manner. At this moment, he was clearly not normal.

It was a complete outpouring of emotions, almost an outpouring of all feelings, with disdain, mockery, and even pity so intense it was almost impossible to dispel.

"Oh? What do you mean by 'inherited lineage'?" Zhao Yijiu asked with great interest, voicing the question Han Yan hadn't asked.

However, judging from Han Yan's expression, he also seemed curious about this issue, and even a little wary.

"Say whatever you want, the live stream is black now." Only then did Zhao Yijiu speak up to remind Yu Xing. He hadn't said anything earlier because he wanted to see Yu Xing's reaction to the audience seeing some of his secrets, including the secret of the vengeful ghost he possessed. He wondered if Yu Xing would worry about him because of this.

Unfortunately, Yu Xing acted as if nothing had happened.

"Ha..." Yu Xing laughed until tears streamed down his face. He pointed at Han Yan, laughed for a while longer, and then said, "You like to cultivate people who are extremely tormented by your control, not even sparing your own daughter. You love watching others helplessly obey you, controlled by you on a personal level, hating you yet loving you, struggling and falling into the abyss you've created for them. And Lingren... he's much more sophisticated than you~ Even a pervert like you trusted him completely before realizing you'd been betrayed, didn't you?"

"Even now, you still believe that your actions will earn you the praise of the Lingren before you die, right? Hahahaha... You're all of the same ilk, but unfortunately, you're not as good as him."

Just like me, you were just like me, trusting him wholeheartedly until the moment you were betrayed.

Yu Xing's mind was filled with chaos and madness; he seemed to be collapsing, yet also incredibly rational and clear-headed.

Suddenly, he rushed in front of Han Yan, only to be stopped by the black spheres formed by the vengeful spirits.

Zhao Yijiu couldn't stop him. His speed was unbelievable, and his explosive power was on full display. He lay on the black ball, letting his palms and chest be burned by the power of the vengeful spirit. The pain, which felt like his soul was being ripped off, did not make him show the slightest discomfort. He was still smiling. Even Han Yan was a little frightened by his madness.

"I stand here, in the final moments of my life, the place you chose for me, standing with the person who most wanted to see me." Yu Xing gazed into Han Yan's eyes, yet it seemed as if through Han Yan's eyes she saw another person in a distant place. "Are you happy, Lingren?"