Chapter 34: A Competent Ghost Controller Must Learn To Fill In The Blanks
The van slowly pulled over to the side of the park.
Because the car was Zhang Qian’s, Zhang Han and Feng Quan had to take a taxi home themselves.
“Brother Qian, I’ll head out first then.” Zhang Han smiled and greeted him before preparing to get out of the car and leave.
He hadn’t done anything on this trip, yet he picked up a Ferrari for free; anyone would feel happy about that.
“Mm, be safe.” Zhang Qian smiled faintly.
This kid was actually pretty good; he was clearly terrified when he first received the invitation, but in the end, he didn’t back out and didn’t even ask what the reward was.
In comparison, Feng Quan was much more pragmatic; his first reaction upon hearing help was needed was to negotiate conditions.
Zhang Qian looked toward Feng Quan and found him still sitting there without moving.
“What’s wrong, is the aftermath of Fierce Ghost Revival that intense? You still haven’t snapped out of it after so long.”
Feng Quan snapped out of his thoughts, “No, the healing effect was very good. I was just… thinking about things.”
“What things is a big man like you thinking about? You’re so lost in thought.” Zhang Qian asked with some curiosity.
“About you.” Feng Quan looked at Zhang Qian seriously.
“Hiss—” Zhang Qian immediately put some distance between them, looking disgusted as he said, “There’s only a doctor-patient relationship between us, nothing else possible. My tastes are indeed quite broad—they can be East Asian or Western—but absolutely not men, so you should give up on that idea sooner rather than later.”
Hearing this, the seriousness on Feng Quan’s face faltered a bit.
But he composed himself and said earnestly, “My orientation is perfectly normal too. What I mean is, have you ever considered that you might face the Fierce Ghost Revival problem yourself?”
“I don’t know exactly what ghost you’ve tamed—maybe the Boxing Ghost, a medical ghost, or some other thing—but they all revive eventually. Even if you can use a ghost to suppress others’ Fierce Ghost Revival, you can’t possibly suppress your own, right?”
“I’m not a Ghost Controller. To be precise, I’m a cultivator, so I don’t have those concerns.” Zhang Qian said.
“This isn’t the time for jokes.” Feng Quan had a realization and thought of another possibility. “Or have you actually already considered this issue and even have a solution? That makes sense too. Though you’re just a newcomer, you’re exceptionally special. Headquarters, Professor Wang, Li Yan—they all think very highly of you.”
“Nah, that’s not it. What if I’m really just an ordinary immortal cultivator?” Zhang Qian said somewhat helplessly.
In the past, when he hadn’t succeeded in cultivating, it was understandable that others didn’t believe him. But now with his Foundation Establishment cultivation right in front of them, why was there still someone who didn’t believe?
Zhang Qian said, “Look, I don’t show any signs of Fierce Ghost Revival either. Ghost Controllers are generally not very healthy—like Zhang Han with a ghost growing on his back, you turning into mist, Li Yan looking sallow and thin… I feel pretty normal, not like a Ghost Controller at all.”
“Maybe the ghost on you is just too hidden and hard to detect? There are many ways Fierce Ghost Revival manifests, and it’s often not obvious in the early stages.” Feng Quan took out his mobile phone and showed it to Zhang Qian.
It contained what he had seen and heard traveling far and wide, including the horrific states of many Ghost Controllers during their Fierce Ghost Revival.
Some became tools for nurturing fierce ghosts, ultimately having their bellies ripped open by the fierce ghost, leaving only a layer of human skin; some became puppets of ghosts, carrying the fierce ghost to form new supernatural events; some were completely devoured by fierce ghosts, not even leaving remnants…
A few pictures, a few lines of text, yet they depicted the tragic endings of several Ghost Controllers.
Feng Quan said sincerely, “I was once teammates with them, went on missions together. Some were joking around one second, then turned into fierce ghosts the next. What makes you so sure you won’t end up like one of them?”
“In my view, you shouldn’t waste your supernatural power. You should use it on more crucial points, not on healing other Ghost Controllers.”
He had thought about a lot in the car just now and finally offered this advice.
Zhang Qian asked curiously, “Even if I really were a Ghost Controller, my power is just part of a fierce ghost. Why are you reminding me? Logically, a doctor who’s not afraid to die would better serve your interests. If I’m afraid to die and won’t use supernatural power, who can help you suppress the fierce ghost?”
Feng Quan shook his head. “A general is more important than a thousand soldiers. The ghost you control is very special; it might have a chance to become the existence that ends the supernatural.”
It can suppress other fierce ghosts, has an abnormally slow revival speed, and its terror level easily surpasses Ghost Mist and other fierce ghosts.
Individually, these traits aren’t rare, but combined in one ghost—especially one controlled by a newcomer Ghost Controller—is very uncommon.
Seeing Zhang Qian unmoved, Feng Quan continued persuading, “I know you’re kind-hearted, willing to risk your life to heal other Ghost Controllers, but it’s really not worth it.”
“So I’m that great, huh… Then why do I still charge a fee?”
Zhang Qian had now found a place to sit, wanting to see what other wild ideas Feng Quan could come up with.
“Because your time is limited; you can’t cover every Ghost Controller.” Feng Quan’s eyes shone with wisdom, as if he had anticipated Zhang Qian arguing this point.
He said without hesitation, “Worthless trash who can’t even produce a ghost has no value in being saved. Handing over a ghost seems like a fee, but it’s actually a test. Only the stronger ones have the right to survive, and only they help with suppression of the supernatural.”
He got more and more excited, increasingly admiring Zhang Qian in his heart: decisive in killing yet caring for the people; kind-hearted but not overly saintly; incredibly strong yet cautious in actions, fully prepared even to kill Xiao Fan.
“It’s a pity you’re great in every way except a bit naive. Those Ghost Controllers won’t be moved by your help; they’ll just think about how to better exploit you.” Feng Quan paused here. “Even I once had that idea, but luckily you didn’t compromise.”
What the heck is all this…
Zhang Qian rubbed his forehead and said, “How do you know more about this than I, the person involved… I’m really just an ordinary immortal cultivator. As for the ghost, it really is useful.”
“Even the transaction with Headquarters is settled with ghosts, so just help me drum up business steadily.”
Feng Quan stroked his chin. “I see, so you can already use other fierce ghosts to delay revival… Could it be that you control more than one fierce ghost?”
After saying that, he nodded seriously, as if convincing even himself. “No wonder your abilities are so comprehensive; you’ve already gotten ahead of the era.”
“It’s really not like that…”
“It’s fine, I get it. Don’t worry, I won’t spread it around.” Feng Quan said seriously. “Don’t tell others this news either. Even if they can’t threaten you, too many flies can be annoying.”
Zhang Qian sighed helplessly. “Whatever, as long as you’re happy.”
