Mystical Revival: Ghost Play – Chapter 118

The Escaping 'person'

Chapter 118: The Escaping ‘person’

The rivers and lakes have never been about fighting and killing, but about human relations and worldly wisdom.

Luo Qian went easy big time. Actually, he had a way to keep the Wish Ghost if he wanted to.

There are ghosts with Restart in the Graveyard.

Luo Qian could just control it directly and clash Restart with the opponent.

Very simple.

But for Luo Qian, there was no need.

Slightly relieving his itchy hands was enough.

The older generation of Ghost Controllers knew very well how to deal with Fierce Ghosts with unsolvable abilities.

They had many methods to handle such ghosts.

Even Luo Qian had at least five ways to deal with the Wish Ghost with Restart.

The Wish Ghost still wasn’t giving up.

It was always unwilling to leave.

Luo Qian was also willing to drag it out with the opponent, at least until he truly made a move to dismantle the Fierce Ghost on the opponent that didn’t belong to its own Supernatural.

The Wish Ghost wouldn’t know why the pot is made of iron.

Time slowly passed.

Actually, less than an hour had passed.

The Grave Soil’s suppression of the Ghost Blood had already reached the final stage.

The grave mound visibly began to shrink.

In the end, the pale red Grave Soil completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a man with a black Ghost Rope on his foot, his expression tense.

Lin Qian and Luo Qian squatted beside the man, looking at Yan Li whose face was slightly pale.

Suddenly, Yan Li opened his eyes and abruptly sat up.

Then, he looked at Lin Qian and Luo Qian in confusion.

“I… I’m still alive?”

“Dead. We’re in the underworld now.” Lin Qian said flatly.

“What?”

Yan Li was stunned. “There’s really an underworld?”

Luo Qian slapped Lin Qian on the head. “What are you teasing the fool for?”

Lin Qian covered his head and quickly rubbed it.

Seeing this, Yan Li immediately understood that the President was joking.

“President, you succeeded. Are there any other hidden dangers?”

Yan Li hurriedly asked.

Luo Qian grinned. This silly kid, the first thing he did upon waking was care about whether that brat Lin Qian had any issues.

“Relax, I’m doing great.”

“As for you, feel it out. How’s the situation?”

Lin Qian asked.

Hearing this, Yan Li quickly sensed the condition inside his body, then he was stunned.

“President… my Ghost Blood doesn’t seem to have fully revived yet…”

“Not fully revived?”

Lin Qian stroked his chin. “Not fully revived is normal. If it fully revives, suppressing the Ghost Blood won’t just take this much Grave Soil.”

“Feel your own strength.”

“Strength…”

Yan Li carefully compared himself to before.

“I feel like I can now easily suppress three of my previous selves!”

Lin Qian nodded. “Not bad. You should now have the ability to face an S-level Supernatural Event.”

This time, the opponent had turned misfortune into fortune.

Ghost Blood revived, but the previous amount of Grave Soil wasn’t enough to suppress the Supernatural and the Ghost Blood.

Later, to suppress the Ghost Blood, more Grave Soil was added, which finally suppressed it.

The revived Ghost Blood was suppressed, and balance was reestablished.

The Supernatural naturally improved.

For Ghost Controllers, the closer the controlled ghost is to revival, the more terrifying the Fierce Ghost.

And the Grave Soil that can suppress Ghost Blood has the same Supernatural power.

Otherwise, it couldn’t suppress it.

Yan Li’s current Suppression Power was almost as strong as the Ghost Messenger’s mindless suppression.

It might even be able to directly suppress an S-level Fierce Ghost.

Moreover, his survival ability was very strong.

However, his killing ability was much weaker.

No choice, Ghost Blood not fully revived meant he couldn’t use its true power.

He could only rely on Supernatural suppression.

And the most terrifying thing about Ghost Blood was actually its Suppression Power.

Coincidentally, the same for Grave Soil.

Strong combined with strong, Yan Li had taken off.

And this was current. Later, when Luo Qian died, if he sent Yan Li over, it wouldn’t be exaggerated to say Yan Li would soar shoulder-to-shoulder with the sun.

“Very good. Then let’s go.”

Lin Qian pulled Yan Li up, then looked at Luo Qian. “We’ll head back first.”

Luo Qian didn’t try to keep them. “Remember our agreement.”

Lin Qian nodded. “Definitely.”

Luo Qian waved his hand, signaling them to go.

Lin Qian smiled, pulling Yan Li walked towards the foot of the hill.

“Next time, be more careful. Is Ghost Rope something you put around your neck?”

Yan Li was a bit embarrassed. “I was anxious at the time, felt it was in the way on my hand, so I just thought of putting it on my neck.”

“Hmm, never thought of putting it on your foot.”

Lin Qian: “…”

“Yan Li, gotta say, you’re a talent!”

Lin Qian gave a thumbs up.

Yan Li was even more embarrassed.

“Let’s go. We can rest when we get back this time.”

“Nothing will happen in the short term.”

A rusty Shovel suddenly appeared in Lin Qian’s hand.

Then, a pitch-black big pit instantly appeared under their feet.

The two dropped straight in, just like when they came.

Darkness, profound darkness.

The moment the two entered, the big pit directly healed.

And at that moment, the Wish Ghost that kept Restarting suddenly became irritable, its terrifying Supernatural fully erupting.

Luo Qian’s gaze was calm. “Panicking?”

“Heh, what good does panicking do?”

The Old Man reached out and pressed down, the sky abruptly turning pitch black.

Looking up, a truly terrifying sight appeared.

The sky over the entire Endless Graveyard turned pitch black, and if looked closely, the sky was descending!

If Supernatural was strong enough, one could see it wasn’t the sky descending, but the sky being covered by countless Grave Soil.

At this moment, that Grave Soil surged like a massive tide of Yellow River water, pressing down!

“Gonna die, huh.”

Beside the Wish Ghost, Zhao Kaiming looked up at this feat even gods and ghosts couldn’t achieve.

“Definitely gonna die.”

Zhao Kaiming smiled. This was the best.

He would die here, and the Wish Ghost would escape.

Once he died, the Wish Ghost had to fulfill his wish.

That was the opponent’s pattern.

The Wish Ghost was extremely irritable, but the next moment terrifying Restart erupted.

The moment the Grave Soil pressed down and light vanished, a dim yellow glow emerged.

The glow appeared and vanished in an instant.

When the glow disappeared, Zhao Kaiming was still in place.

Terrifying Supernatural oppression came, his body rapidly beginning to rot.

Intense pain assaulted, pain ordinary people couldn’t endure, yet he didn’t care.

Instead, he smiled.

“Xiao Ya, live well with mom and them!”

Grave Soil fully fell, and at that moment, Zhao Kaiming completely turned into a skeleton, then buried in the Grave Soil.

“Just a Ghost Slave.”

Luo Qian’s expression was calm.

The entire Graveyard terrain was changed.

The Fierce Ghosts that had originally escaped and wandered in the Graveyard were all reburied at this moment.

Luo Qian didn’t bother. It wouldn’t take long for grave mounds to reappear one by one here.

How strong he was here—if you had x-ray vision, you’d see the grave mounds visible on the ground only held the most basic ghosts detained inside.

Underground, only Luo Qian knew how many Fierce Ghosts were still detained.

How much Grave Soil there was, Luo Qian actually didn’t know either.

Da Jiang City.

A deep pit abruptly appeared.

Then, two people abruptly dropped out of the pit.

The moment they dropped out, it flickered, the pit disappeared, and the two stood on the Street.

The afterglow of the day was about to fall.

Dark golden light reflected on the glass, leaving the last bit of light for the darkness.

“Dusk.”

Yan Li was a bit unaccustomed to this dusk light.

Even this non-dazzling light made his eyes somewhat unadapted.

“Yeah, dusk.”

Lin Qian scanned the surroundings and surprisingly found many people on the Street looking in one direction.

Some stood on high-rise rooftops overlooking the City Center.

Their expressions excited, thrilled.

Among them were quite a few staff members.

They were all expecting, but didn’t know what they were expecting.

“President, they seem really looking forward to dusk falling.”

Yan Li noticed this too.

“I can tell.”

Expecting dusk—what for?

Lin Qian leaned under a Streetlight, looked up at it, and found the Streetlight was newly installed.

In the time he was away, the city had some subtle changes.

Buildings still the same old, but Roads repaired, Streetlights seemingly newly installed.

Order was recovering.

He wanted to see first.

Yan Li wanted to see too; he felt he’d witness something shocking.

Time slowly passed; dusk fell even longer than expected.

But no one was impatient.

Instead, they quietly waited, no one speaking during.

Lin Qian stared at that dusk.

When the last ray of the day’s afterglow fell below the horizon, and light completely vanished.

Suddenly, Lin Qian and Yan Li looked in one direction.

Both their gazes flickered.

From the City Center, a ray of light abruptly lit up.

Then, that light instantly radiated outward.

Countless Streetlights lit up one after another at that moment.

If overlooking from high altitude, Da Jiang City at this moment was like being parasitized by light, rapidly spreading from the center to the surrounding darkness, dispelling it.

When the Streetlight above him lit up.

They suddenly heard cheers erupting from various corners of the city.

They cheered, jumped for joy, shouted.

The whole city seemed to come alive in an instant.

Yan Li slowly narrowed his eyes, staring deadly at those cheering people.

Lin Qian rubbed his face, smiling.

So they were expecting this.

Expecting dusk to fall, naturally to wait for even more brilliant light to arrive!

“Great.” Yan Li said.

Lin Qian smiled and nodded. “Great.”

Da Jiang City was coming alive.

Like a dead tree sprouting after rain, alive.

The two walked towards the darkness, behind them the cheering, joyful, tearfully happy people.

“President, I suddenly think, if we can take care of a city, it’d be extremely interesting.”

Yan Li suddenly said.

Lin Qian hands in pockets, looked up at the gradually emerging moon.

“Within our ability, helping more won’t cost us anything.”

Yan Li nodded.

Suddenly, both stopped, turning their heads to look.

“Ye Feng, what are you standing there for?” Yan Li suspiciously looked at the guy at the nearby Alley entrance, in the darkness, wearing a Windbreaker hiding himself tightly.

“Not fair, President spotting me is one thing, but Yan Li, how did you spot me too?”

The figure walked out from the darkness, removed the Hood, revealing a puzzled face.

“Wait, you got stronger, very strong!” Ye Feng’s pupils slightly contracted, then he quickly looked at Lin Qian.

“President, you gave Yan Li special treatment?”

Hearing this, Lin Qian rolled his eyes. “Isn’t that normal?”

“Going out with me is risking life. Surviving definitely gets special treatment.”

Joking aside, Yan Li went all out this time. Without home ground advantage in Endless Graveyard, Yan Li would’ve been done for 100%.

Forget special treatment, Lin Qian even wanted to give Yan Li that ghost he snatched back from Ghost Cabinet to control.

If not for Yan Li taking over Luo Qian’s team later, he’d have given it to him long ago.

“Risking life, huh.” Ye Feng stroked his chin, face full of envy.

“I can risk life too, President. Take me next time, I want special treatment too!”

“What special treatment? Ghosts in the Warehouse are those. Like one, control it yourself.”

Lin Qian waved his hand. “Risking life stuff, do less.”

Yan Li teasingly looked at Ye Feng. “Ye Feng, risking life is my specialty. You’re too weak, need more practice.”

“Get lost.” Ye Feng rolled his eyes.

“Alright, serious business.” Ye Feng composed himself.

Lin Qian and Yan Li focused their gazes, silent, waiting for Ye Feng to continue.

“President, while you were away, another Newcomer appeared in Da Jiang City.”

“This Newcomer is very strange.”

Ye Feng quickly explained Xu Ming’s situation, then recounted everything he overheard while tailing.

Lin Qian and Yan Li soon knew Xu Ming’s weirdness.

Especially when Lin Qian heard Asura, he immediately laughed.

Turns out, all this commotion in Da Jiang City was to release this thing.

That was, damn interesting!

“Got it. Is Xu Ming still around?”

Lin Qian asked.

“That’s the problem.” Ye Feng’s expression turned ugly.

“Xu Ming disappeared, just an hour ago, vanished inexplicably.”

“And most of the Club forgot about Xu Ming. Only after I reminded them did they remember.”

Yan Li’s face slightly changed. “President, this guy…”

Lin Qian’s expression calm. “Go back and see.”

As expected, Xu Ming probably escaped, and at the ghost’s demand.

Knowing Asura, and Reform Society making such a big fuss to release it.

This meant the opponent was likely from Reform Society like Asura.

And definitely not a small fry.

Lin Qian activated Ghost Domain, instantly taking the three back to the current Club.

The Club location had moved, now in the City Center.

The tallest 100-story Building in the City Center was now the Desolate Club.

Da Jiang City’s original 100-story Building had collapsed. This one was built by Wang Xiaoqiang and them using Ghost Domain, finished in less than a day.

At this moment, in the huge Living Room on the top floor of the Building.

Wang Xiaoqiang, Lu Lin, Zhao Bai, Manyue, and finally recovered Zhang Han.

The five sat on sofas, all frowning.

“Sure nothing was lost?”

Wang Xiaoqiang looked at Manyue.

“None. The Warehouse wasn’t stolen from.”

“But I’m worried, no theft might just be our memory issue.”

Manyue said gravely.

Lu Lin slightly narrowed his eyes. “Wait. President is back, Ye Feng went to report.”

“Ye Feng didn’t lose Xu Ming’s memory, but unclear if affected.”

This time, everyone in their Club got hit.

This couldn’t be spread, or things would blow up.

Mystical Revival: Ghost Play

Mystical Revival: Ghost Play

神秘复苏:鬼戏
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2025 Native Language: Chinese
My name is Lin Qian, I transmigrated and arrived in a world of despair. This is Mystical Revival. [Ghosts cannot be killed.] [Only ghosts can deal with ghosts.] [Observe the patterns of ghosts] A world destined for despair, where is hope? My name is Lin Qian, put on the mask, the ghost play begins.

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