Zhou Su sensed something was wrong. He quietly moved behind Chen Zhengkai and pinched his lower back—hard.Chen Zhengkai shuddered in pain and snapped awake, cold sweat instantly pouring down.He hurriedly rejected the attendant’s invitation over and over:“Next time! Next time for sure! Next time!”Seeing that Chen Zhengkai had regained clarity and did not seem about to speak to him, Zhou Su silently returned to his original place.It was the smell of the wine. Zhou Su already understood the problem.That wine fragrance carried mental contamination, capable of altering perception—making people forget they were inside the Blood Moon Rule.The reason it felt familiar was because he had recently experienced mental contamination stronger than this—when he fused with the Bewitching Ghost Eye.“Why didn’t the wine’s mental influence affect me?”He thought briefly and came up with two possibilities.One: the fusion of the Bewitching Ghost Eye granted him resistance.Two: Spirit Mountain Willow Leaf Water.He had consumed it less than three days ago, and the lingering effects were still present. He could feel his eyesight continuing to sharpen daily.The residual effect of the Willow Leaf Water could have dispelled the wine’s mental contamination.He wasn’t sure which reason—possibly both.“Let me go! Let go of me!”A scream suddenly erupted nearby.Even in the bustling street, that scream was jarringly out of place. For one instant, the street fell silent—but then the noise resumed again, as lively as before.Zhou Su’s body tightened. Every hair on his body stood up.The atmosphere had not changed—but the crowd had.The elegant courtesans turned into red-stained skeletons; the cheerful attendants morphed into blue-faced, fanged demons; the kindly old man now carried a basket filled with rotting hearts...“He’s alive! I felt his heartbeat!”A courtesan shrieked with excitement.“How can there be a living person?! Ah—yes, there’s warmth!”“I can smell living breath!”More and more ghosts gathered.And the one surrounded by them was someone Zhou Su had expected.The other Gong-Striker—Liao Yu.Perhaps because Liao Yu had spent too much time in nightclubs, he reacted on instinct when the courtesan clung to him, placing his hands all over her.The Blood Moon Rule had indeed confused ghosts’ perception, but that confusion had limits. The closer the contact, the faster the truth was exposed.“Help me! Help! I don’t want to die!”Liao Yu screamed, but screaming only attracted more ghosts—accelerating his death.He suddenly saw Zhou Su in the crowd—and like a drowning man spotting a rope, he shouted:“Help me! I’ll give you a million! Ten million! Anything you want!”Zhou Su didn’t move. He only watched him, cold and distant—just like the ghosts did.Liao Yu was already doomed. Zhou Su would not throw away his life for scum.Liao Yu saw the truth in Zhou Su’s eyes, and despair swallowed him. But what rose afterward was hatred.And that hatred was not toward the ghosts—it was toward Zhou Su.“Why won’t you save me?! Why can you live and I can’t?! I have money! I had so much left to enjoy!”There are people in the world who believe they are the center of everything—and when others refuse them, they desire revenge a hundredfold.“He’s human too! HE’S HUMAN!”Driven by spite, Liao Yu pointed at Zhou Su and roared.The ghosts all turned. Countless cold eyes locked onto Zhou Su.Among them, Chen Zhengkai panicked, but had no idea how to help.When Zhou Su saw hatred flash through Liao Yu’s eyes, he already expected this.In Blood Moon trials, the danger was not only ghosts—sometimes human malice was worse.“He’s human? I didn’t smell living breath from him.”“Touch his heart. Then we’ll know.”More ghosts moved closer, hunger burning in their eyes.Zhou Su’s expression didn’t shift. If he hadn’t stopped Liao Yu, it meant— he had absolute confidence.Blood-red surged through his pupils as he activated the Bewitching Ghost Eye.Ghostly aura roiled off him—paired with the realistic corpse makeup, he looked more ghostlike than the ghosts themselves.The surrounding ghosts froze. Before they could react, a crushing wave of force slammed into the —sending them ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ shrieking backward.Ghost Eye—Presence Suppression. Full output.Zhou Su had already tested this: against low-level ghosts, this ability was overwhelmingly effective.“No... no way...”Liao Yu’s eyes trembled. He couldn’t comprehend how Zhou Su did it.But this was not the time to think.He hadn’t dragged Zhou Su down just out of spite.The moment the ghosts recoiled, he broke free from the courtesan and bolted toward the street edge.But before he could take more than two steps—the ghosts lunged.Claws descended.Just before they struck—a majestic tiger roar sounded. A white tiger phantom enveloped Liao Yu; the ghosts were blasted back.His White Tiger Amulet had activated.He seized the moment and sprinted down a nearby alley.But just two steps in—a dark object whistled through the air.Bang.It struck his skull precisely.Liao Yu screamed and collapsed.The weapon clattered beside him—a bronze gong.He turned back and met Zhou Su’s calm, bottomless gaze.Hopelessness drowned him. He had no way to run anymore.The ghosts surged forward.In his final moments, Liao Yu’s screams twisted into something hideous and ragged.His suffering signaled something—panic spread.Those whose disguises had cracked tried to flee. White Tiger Amulets flared across the crowd.It didn’t matter. There were too many ghosts. They were swallowed within seconds.A few lucky ones escaped—but inside a ghost domain, where could they possibly run?Chen Zhengkai broke into a cold sweat. If Zhou Su hadn’t warned him earlier, he might have shared their fate.The drumbeats resumed; the lion dancers returned to position. The chaos behind them had not disrupted the performance at all.The procession moved again. The missing positions were quietly filled by new ghosts.Zhou Su retrieved the bronze gong and rejoined.He quickly noticed something:The ghosts were avoiding him.“They’re afraid of me.”The corner of his mouth lifted slightly.This Blood Moon trial… might not be difficult for him at all.With the Bewitching Ghost Eye, to these lesser ghosts—he appeared flawless.Survival would be easy. But Zhou Su was not satisfied with only clearing the trial.A bold idea rose.Could this Blood Moon trial be turned into… a material farming session?Materials were priceless—his Bewitching Ghost Eye came from stolen material.Even useless materials could be sold for Dusk Crystals.If the shop offered something rare and he lacked crystals—that would be unbearable.With so many ghosts gathered here, even stealing from 1% of them would be enormous profit.But reality posed a problem:Stealing from one or two ghosts could be suppressed by his presence. Stealing from many—would trigger a swarm.“So I need something that can suppress the entire ghost crowd.”Instinctively, he looked back—toward the palanquin.It towered over five meters—like a house—yet fewer than ten people carried it. Even though Chen Zhengkai was among them, he barely had to exert strength.Clearly, the palanquin itself floated—empowered by something inside.The Ghost Palanquin was the strongest ghost here.Its aura alone made the air cold enough to cut.“Still not enough,” Zhou Su thought, shaking his head.The Ghost Palanquin was strong—but not strong enough to subdue an enraged ghost swarm.But what was its purpose?To receive someone.Suddenly—Zhou Su felt anticipation rise.If the palanquin was this powerful...Then what kind of being was it meant to carry?

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