Mystical Revival: Ghost Play – Chapter 79

Blood About To Die

Chapter 79: Blood About To Die

A sigh echoed from an old house within Headquarters.

“Reform Society…”

“Their ambitions remain unquenched.”

“Do you think that with Zhang Dong about to die, you can run rampant by releasing that existence?”

“What a pipe dream…”

……

……

Da Dong City.

“Let me go to Da Jiang City to kill someone?”

The young man stood by the window, gazing at the city outside, the sunlight harsh.

“What a joke.”

“Are you so eager to jump out now?”

The young man adjusted his glasses.

“Lin Qian… possesses a method to control fierce ghosts, with a success rate seemingly higher than that of research labs in various countries.”

“He’s a talent.”

“Unfortunately, not a smart one.”

If it were him, he would join Headquarters without hesitation; joining Headquarters is definitely safer than wandering around outside.

He wouldn’t be targeted by others either.

Even if not joining Headquarters, he should at least hide away.

Instead of exposing what he possesses.

A black-and-white hand appeared, snatching the file and photo from the young man, then quickly vanished.

The young man remained calm, patted his hand, and looked toward Da Jiang City.

“Isn’t your commotion a bit too big?”

The young man murmured to himself.

Da Chang City.

“The situation in Da Jiang City doesn’t seem good.”

“Flu outbreak?”

“Only a fool would believe that.”

As a member of Little Strong Club, occasionally checking on the situation in the city where their president is located is normal.

“Zhang Han seems to have gone to Da Jiang City too; I wonder how he’s doing.”

“Unfortunately, I don’t have his contact info, or I could find out what happened in Da Jiang City.”

Da Jiang City is clearly experiencing a supernatural event.

That’s obvious, after all, he still doesn’t know any disease that can kill people in such a bizarre way.

Even Ebola isn’t that outrageous.

“The weird tales in Da Jiang City have been increasing lately.”

“Abandoned school campus, opera singing at midnight, dozens missing from the school—prank or large-scale kidnapping?”

“Shocker: No survivors in residential community…”

“Shocker: Supernatural event erupts at Jiang City Reservoir…”

Yang Jian glanced at these forum posts and they disappeared.

But someone was still frantically reposting them.

However, soon the accounts of those reposting showed as canceled.

“Supernatural events are becoming more frequent. If my guess is right, this period is a high-incidence phase for supernatural events. Zhou Zheng was right—if we can’t find an effective way to resolve supernatural events in the future, humanity might have no future.”

Da Jiang City is like this, but what about Da Chang City?

The ghosts in Da Chang City are increasing too.

“I hope Lin Qian won’t be affected.”

Yang Jian thought.

That night.

“Drip, drip~!”

The quiet night was silent.

But at some point, clear dripping sounds began around him.

The sound wasn’t from the bathroom but from the ceiling of the apartment building.

“Drip~!”

Another drip sounded.

The sound came from beside Yang Jian’s bed where he was sleeping.

A pungent bloody smell permeated the air.

What dripped from the ceiling wasn’t water but scarlet blood.

The blood seeped through cracks in the ceiling, as if omnipresent, and the amount was gradually increasing.

Soon, the entire ceiling was soaked in blood, scarlet all over.

In the blood on the ceiling, one could see a human outline, mouth agape, vague facial features, struggling in agony like a tormented fierce ghost wailing and screaming, yet it all seemed so calm, without a sound.

At that moment.

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes.

He hadn’t fully fallen asleep but was in a half-asleep, half-awake state, especially sensitive to external changes.

“An illusion?”

With eyes open, he saw no abnormality in the room.

No water dripped from the ceiling, let alone scarlet blood.

Everything before seemed like a hallucination, nonexistent.

“No, not an illusion.” Yang Jian suddenly noticed a drop of scarlet blood staining the pillow beside him.

The blood was thick and viscous.

It had a special fishy stench, like something rotten.

Yang Jian thought for a moment, his expression slightly changing. He immediately sat up, got out of bed, dressed, and rushed out.

Outside the door.

Rows of scarlet footprints were left in the corridor, footprints formed of blood, as if someone had been here before. At the apartment doorway, the bloody footprints were especially chaotic and dense.

That person had probably lingered at the door earlier.

Yang Jian immediately followed the bloody footprints.

Down the stairs, out of the apartment building.

The footprints ended at a bench beside a landscaping area in the residential community.

In the dimness, a humanoid silhouette sat there, seemingly waiting for Yang Jian.

“Yan Li?” Yang Jian tried calling out.

This blood wasn’t the usual trace left by a fierce ghost but ghost blood from Yan Li’s body.

He knew clearly.

So he wasn’t panicked.

“Yang Jian, this should be our last meeting. My time is short; I want to say goodbye and tell you a few words.”

Yan Li wore a windbreaker wrapped around himself and a hat, making his face unrecognizable.

But blood flowed from his body like an open faucet, unstoppable, staining the surroundings red, coagulating without dispersing.

“It’s been a while since I last saw you; your condition seems terrible.”

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, approaching cautiously with vigilance.

Yan Li said, “You’d better not get too close. The ghost in my body has revived. I don’t know how long my consciousness can hold; it’s very dangerous for you to approach.”

Yang Jian’s heart tightened; sure enough, Yan Li was on the verge of revival.

Through the nearby streetlight, he could vaguely see Yan Li’s face was gone, only a blood-coagulated outline.

He could no longer be considered human.

“What do you want to tell me?” Yang Jian asked.

“Yang Jian, you’ve been targeted.”

“By whom?” Yang Jian’s gaze sharpened.

“I don’t know. I was attacked out of nowhere; I don’t even know who attacked me.”

“The opponent is very strong; I wasn’t a match. But they seemed to have concerns and didn’t kill me.”

“Yang Jian, have you offended someone?”

Yang Jian frowned slightly. After moving from Little Strong Club, who else had he offended?

He thought carefully, his expression suddenly turning cold—Zhao Kaiming, the only one he’d offended was Zhao Kaiming.

“Looks like you know who it is. One more thing: Yang Jian, that box you entrusted to me was also taken.”

“Sorry, I owe you money, but I probably won’t have the chance to repay it.”

“Is that so? No problem, I’ll handle it.” Yang Jian said.

He didn’t mention the box was fake, swapped by him.

“I want to ask one last favor.” Yan Li said again.

“Let’s hear it.” Yang Jian said, “If it’s too difficult, I’m powerless.”

“I think leaving my wife and child in Da Chang City isn’t a good choice. I want you to tell them for me to go back to their hometown.” Yan Li said.

Yang Jian said, “You can handle this yourself; a phone call and you should still manage.”

“I’ve been targeted; haven’t contacted family for days. No one except you knows their address. I don’t want to expose them, especially when I’m about to die.” Yan Li said, his tone revealing deep helplessness and reluctance.

“Alright, I’ll personally notify your family.”

“Thanks.” Yan Li said, “Time’s almost up; I have to go.”

“Where to?”

Yan Li said, “Find an uninhabited place to die. I absolutely cannot revive in Da Chang City; if this ghost appears here, you won’t be able to deal with it.”

“I want to ask you something.” Yang Jian quickly stopped Yan Li.

“Go ahead.” Yan Li, about to stand, paused.

“When Little Strong Club moved, why didn’t you go with them?”

“You’re a club member too.”

Hearing this, Yan Li was silent for a moment, then shook his head. “I don’t trust Little Strong Club. Besides, I’m from Da Chang City; my wife and child are here too.”

“Better to stay here than follow them to Da Jiang City.”

“You should know I didn’t part amicably with Little Strong Club. That ghost you gave me—they asked for it, but I didn’t give it.”

“They notified me when they left, but after weighing it, I refused.”

“…”

“Didn’t they tell you they were going to Da Jiang City to join others?”

Yan Li was stunned. “No, they just said they were going to Da Jiang City and asked if I wanted to join.”

“…”

“Yang Jian, let me warn you: Wang Xiaoqiang and the others aren’t good people. Don’t get too close to them.”

“…”

“I don’t know if Wang Xiaoqiang is a good person, but I know a certain someone isn’t.”

“You can wait a bit longer, right?”

Yang Jian couldn’t bear to watch Yan Li die like this.

Strictly speaking, Yan Li was his first teammate.

“What are you doing?” Yan Li asked.

Yang Jian didn’t answer, pulled out his satellite positioning mobile phone, and called Liu Xiao Yu.

The call connected quickly.

“Yang Jian, what’s up?”

Liu Xiao Yu’s sleepy voice came through.

“Help connect me to Wang Xiaoqiang in Da Jiang City.”

“Wang Xiaoqiang? Professor Wang’s brother?”

“Yes.”

“What do you need him for?”

“Never mind; I have urgent business.”

“Okay, don’t worry; I’ll contact him right away.”

Yan Li looked at Yang Jian in confusion. “Why are you calling Wang Xiaoqiang?”

He was puzzled; he’d just said Wang Xiaoqiang wasn’t a good person, and this guy calls him the next second.

“To see if we can save your life.”

Yang Jian was calm. “In this period, besides Headquarters, only Wang Xiaoqiang can save you.”

“He can save me?” Yan Li doubted if Yang Jian had damaged his brain controlling a second ghost.

Otherwise, how could he say such a thing?

“Trust me.”

Suddenly, static crackled on the phone, followed by a voice:

“Yang Jian, you looking for me?”

Wang Xiaoqiang’s voice came from the satellite positioning mobile phone.

“Yeah, a bit of trouble. You remember Yan Li, right?”

In Da Jiang City, office, hearing Yan Li’s name, Wang Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes slightly. “I remember; I asked him to come with us back then, but he refused.”

“What’s wrong? What happened to him?”

“His fierce ghost is about to revive. Wondering if you have any way to save him.”

Wang Xiaoqiang: “Fierce ghost revival? How serious?”

Yang Jian looked at Yan Li. “Uh… very serious; feels like he won’t last tonight.”

Wang Xiaoqiang: …

“Wait a sec.”

Wang Xiaoqiang set down the phone and took out another mobile phone.

“Ye Feng, go to the warehouse, grab an A-level fierce ghost, head to Da Chang City…”

At this point, Wang Xiaoqiang realized he hadn’t asked Yang Jian’s location. “Yang Jian, location.”

Yang Jian was stunned: an A-level fierce ghost? After going to Da Jiang City, Wang Xiaoqiang’s group got this rich?

He quickly gave his current location.

“Wait; at most two hours.”

After hanging up, Wang Xiaoqiang told Ye Feng Yang Jian’s location and the purpose for Da Chang City.

After understanding, Ye Feng didn’t hesitate, hurriedly grabbed an A-level fierce ghost from the warehouse, opened ghost domain, rainbow transformed, and rushed to Da Chang City.

Ghost domain rainbow transformation was child’s play for ghost controllers in their club who possessed ghost domain.

Lin Qian had casually guided them twice, and they all learned it.

“Two hours?”

Yang Jian was skeptical. “Even flying doesn’t seem that fast.”

“Flying is definitely not that fast.”

Wang Xiaoqiang leaned back in his chair. “But using ghost domain to travel can be.”

“Traveling with ghost domain open?” Yang Jian was stunned. “Aren’t you afraid of fierce ghost revival?”

“Fierce ghost revival? Yang Jian, did you forget what technology our president has?”

Uh…

Yang Jian fell silent.

He then remembered what kind of technology his president, Lin Qian, possessed.

Technology to suppress fierce ghosts.

“By the way, Yang Jian, you called me Wang Xiaoqiang earlier; I let it slide since it was urgent, but now, what should you call me?” Wang Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yang Jian: …

He knew what Wang Xiaoqiang meant, but for some reason, he found it hard to say.

“Fine, let it go this time. I’m tolerant with our members. But Yang Jian, next time we meet, you should address me as vice president, or it’ll be hard to justify.”

inexplicably, Yang Jian felt stifled.

“Past matters, let’s call it even. Minor unpleasantries, not too important; I’ve forgotten, and I believe you have too.”

“Now we’re all in the same organization. Though not working together, we’ll still have meals together in the future.”

“Yang Jian, come to Da Jiang City when you have time. As our member, you should get the benefits.”

Yang Jian’s eyes lit up. “Benefits?”

“What benefits?”

“What benefits does our club have?”

“Nothing more than fierce ghosts suppressed to where anyone can control them. Besides that, what else?”

“Nothing else, so benefits are naturally already suppressed ghosts.”

“Not worth mentioning. If you want, take them; we won’t force you…”

Yang Jian’s mouth twitched at the overt flaunting.

Could hanging around Lin Qian too long turn someone like this?

Yang Jian remembered in Huang Gang Village how Lin Qian treated money like dirt, so domineering it nearly stunned him.

“Vi… vice president, I think this benefit needs a detailed explanation.” Yang Jian gave in.

No choice; they offered too much.

“Hahaha!” Wang Xiaoqiang laughed heartily. “Of course, of course.”

“When Ye Feng arrives, you can ask him about our club’s benefit options and pick what you like.”

“We’ll take Yan Li; telling you in advance.”

Yang Jian touched his face. “Got it.”

“Alright, that’s it.” Wang Xiaoqiang smiled and hung up.

In Da Jiang City, Wang Xiaoqiang put down the phone. “Yan Li…”

He recalled what Lin Qian told him before leaving.

If Yang Jian calls asking to save Yan Li, go immediately, the faster the better.

That A-level fierce ghost was specifically left by Lin Qian to suppress Yan Li’s fierce ghost revival.

“Hope it can suppress it.” Wang Xiaoqiang’s gaze flickered; Lin Qian’s attention to Yan Li seemed unusual.

“Worth more than the price.” Wang Xiaoqiang stood, mist appeared, and his figure vanished instantly.

With Ye Feng going to Da Chang City, he needed to take over Ye Feng’s position.

In Da Chang City, Yan Li looked at Yang Jian in bewilderment.

Yang Jian rubbed his chin, pondering some things.

“Seems overly valued.”

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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