I Want to Become a Master of Vengeful Ghost Stories

On a rainy night, inside Garbage Street by the north gate of Jiangzhou Normal University.

Fang Xian's appearance startled Xu Wanyi so badly that she fell to the ground.

Her long neck was beyond her control because of the searing pain.

Because she was wearing a short skirt, Fang Xian caught a glimpse of what lay beneath it. His expression barely changed, and he raised his gaze.

His cold eyes held nothing but disregard for the woman.

No, it was disregard for life itself.

As though human lives had no value in his eyes.

Xu Wanyi felt that her beauty meant nothing to the man before her.

The man's long, pale fingers gripped the Fire Axe as he slowly approached her.

He was as elegant and cruel as a demon.

The person before her was...

"Don't be nervous. I'm a good person."

Fang Xian smiled and drew closer. "Someone who can help you... a good person."

Xu Wanyi was mentally unstable right now and needed to be calmed. Only a Ghost Story could counter a Ghost Story.

Fang Xian had used No One Calling and The Stalker to suppress the aggression of the Hang-Neck Ghost possessing Xu Wanyi.

Now, he must not provoke her.

Slowly. Approach slowly.

He would use the power of his own Ghost Stories to drive the Ghost Story's power out of Xu Wanyi.

"I... What happened to me?"

"Why? Why is my neck so long?"

Xu Wanyi touched her neck in horror.

It stretched more than two meters. The intense pain made her whip it back and forth like a soaked bedsheet being shaken dry.

A putrid, unnatural aura spread.

Xu Wanyi's mind was beginning to unravel.

Fang Xian took a step back.

That Ghost Story aura... It's only at the Lingering Fear level, but it's more dangerous than any Ghost Story I have!

This is a Ghost Story that can kill outright!

Savage.

Terrifying.

Xu Wanyi's expression changed completely. Her face had once been beautiful, but now her features twisted along with her body. She no longer looked human.

[Urban Legend Alert].

[Did you know? Among all types of Ghost Stories, the Vengeful Ghost Type is known for its immense destructive power, enormous consumption, and grievous harm to those who encounter it. Almost impossible to control, these monsters act on instinct alone and are responsible for more than eighty percent of Ghost Story attacks on people.]

A whole new type of Ghost Story!

Fang Xian dropped into a half-crouch. Ahead of him, Xu Wanyi's eyes turned completely black.

Her neck lashed out like a long whip, striking at Fang Xian.

Whoosh!

It cut a crimson gash across Fang Xian's elbow like a blade.

"Teeth..."

The rain washed the blood away.

It fell to the ground.

Xu Wanyi's dancer's figure trembled under the weight of her elongated neck, her bones knocking together. It was hard to imagine how such a slender girl could make such a dreadful sound.

The contrast made it grotesque, and the grotesque made it terrifying.

This was nothing like the Human-Faced Fish from before.

Fang Xian was facing a monster that should not exist in this world.

"Jiu!"

An excited Xiao Jiu launched herself forward and punched the Hanging-Neck Woman with her little fist.

It barely helped. She could touch the Hanging-Neck Woman, but a single thrust of the woman's head sent her flying.

"Jiumi!!"

Xiao Jiu's cry faded as she was flung into the distance.

Fang Xian stared, dumbfounded.

Xiao Jiu getting too excited on rainy days was not necessarily a good thing. Normally, she only dared curl up on his back.

The Human-Faced Fish was useless on land. All it could do was splash around to no effect.

As for No One Calling...

Fang Xian took out his phone and addressed the memorial portrait on his lock screen. "Buddy, keep an eye on me. If I'm about to get beaten to death, remember to call the police."

"And now!"

"Xiao Jiu!"

"Use Spirit Separation!"

Fang Xian shouted. With the Fire Axe in hand, he charged like a killer in the rainy night.

"Jiumi!!"

Xiao Jiu, who had been knocked away, sprang back up, her white clothes whipping around her.

A dark aura surged. Xiao Jiu opened her little mouth and blew toward the Hanging-Neck Woman.

The shock to her soul left the Hanging-Neck Woman briefly dazed.

"Only a Ghost Story... can fight a Ghost Story!"

"She's my Pikachu!"

Ignoring the blood dripping from his arm, Fang Xian leaped high, raised the Fire Axe with both hands, and swung it down with all his strength!

BANG!!!!!!

Water sprayed everywhere.

The Hanging-Neck Woman collided with Fang Xian's Fire Axe, and the impact rang through the night.

Crack, crack.

A corner of the Fire Axe shattered, and the Hanging-Neck Woman crumpled to the ground.

At the same time, the Ghost Story's aura rapidly dissipated.

It was still late at night, with wind and rain raging.

But everything else had changed.

At the north gate, a few pedestrians walked in the distance past the flower beds.

The Ghost Story's influence had faded.

[Urban Legend Compendium updated]

[Quest: Hanging-Neck Woman—Xu Wanyi (possessed).]

[Ghost Story level: Lingering Fear.]

[Ghost Story status: Partial, Possession, Interference.]

[Ghost Story type: Vengeful Ghost Type.]

[A young girl's ambition is not always a good thing. When we see ourselves as prey, we should also remember to look behind us. Could what we want be a trap laid by someone else?]

[The Ghost Story's true form appears to be controlled by someone and therefore cannot be captured.]

[The Ghost Story's true form is extremely dangerous.]

[Ghost Story item obtained: Vengeful Ghost Stone (incomplete).]

[The Vengeful Ghost Stone can temporarily change the form of certain Ghost Stories.]

Vengeful Ghost Type.

This was the kind of Ghost Story Fang Xian had always imagined.

In other words...

A ghost.

A ghost that could kill people outright.

"That thing was only possessing her."

Fang Xian looked at the girl. Her neck had returned to normal, as though its unnatural length had been an illusion. "It was only a split-off spirit possessing her, yet it was that dangerous... Someone is controlling this Ghost Story."

The most troublesome possibility had come true.

Someone besides him really had learned how to use Ghost Stories, and compared with him, their power seemed...

Far more destructive.

Xu Wanyi's mind was still hazy. She gasped wildly in the downpour, feeling her neck.

Fang Xian picked up the umbrella from the ground and slowly walked over.

Even so, Xu Wanyi flinched.

"You... you... Stay away..."

Fang Xian opened the umbrella and crouched beside her. "You have one minute to calm down."

"You're studying law. Even if it's only been a month, you should know the most basic quality a legal professional needs."

"Calm down, then tell me what's happened to you recently."

Fang Xian's gaze was steady.

He waited quietly.

In the same downpour.

Somewhere in the shadows.

A man wiped rain or sweat from his face. Looking grim, he made a call.

"The Ghost Story... was destroyed."

"That man has at least two Ghost Stories."

"And... and... he was holding a Fire Axe... There's no doubt he's an... Anomalous Human."

At the other end of the call.

The voice was mocking.

"Then it really isn't your fault. But that Ghost Story belongs to Miss Wen Rou. I'm afraid you'll have to explain yourself to her."

"Still, I'll give you a chance to make her happy. Go find the Butcher now."

"Tell him I've found him new prey on this rainy night."