Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 701 - 710: Slinging Mud? (7 updates)

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Ghost?

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As soon as these words came out, the guys around the table were taken aback, each one's face visibly turning sour.

"Cut it out, Brother Sun, it's almost dark. Why joke about such things? It's freaking scary, and I'm all alone in my dorm tonight."

"Yeah, and I'm renting a place by myself too. Brother Sun, you've got quite the sense of humor, bringing up ghosts and all, haha."

Even Ye Ling, who was sitting on the side, was skeptical. In this day and age, were there even ghosts? Besides, factory districts were places brimming with yang energy; even if there were ghosts, they wouldn't dare show up, right?

Moreover, before the construction of any factory district, a feng shui master would always come to select the site and seek advice. It wasn't so easy for any malign energies to manifest.

"Hey, you guys, you don't believe me, or what? Do you think I would lie to you?"

"I'm telling you, I heard there was a woman who committed suicide in the dormitory at the factory, and the reason was that she was abandoned by someone."

"So, the woman turned into a vengeful ghost. And let me tell you, according to my cousin, the people who died were in a really bad way, all their internal organs eaten by the ghost."

Upon hearing this, a hint of doubt flashed in Ye Ling's eyes. Ghosts, could they really be ghosts? But it shouldn't be, not during the broad daylight, and with the Netherworld's Reincarnation being so well-regulated, there shouldn't be so many ghosts.

No, there must be something fishy going on. Ye Ling definitely decided to check out the HuaMei factory district tonight, to get to the bottom of what was hidden there.

After listening a while longer, Ye Ling stood up, paid the bill, and left. There was no use in listening any further; the workers outside wouldn't have any real information, just rumors and hearsay.

After Ye Ling left, those few guys spoke with renewed nervousness: "I heard that tonight is the first anniversary of that female ghost, really fierce, you know. We'd better be careful tonight."

Phew, a gust of cold wind brushed these guys, causing them all to shudder, their eyes filled with terror, as they looked out into the pitch-black night.

Ye Ling wandered the streets, taking in the prosperous sights of the town, the industrial cluster strong enough to lead a town onto a road of wealth.

But today, Ye Ling noticed that the place was unusually desolate. It was just past nine o' clock and there were hardly any people on the streets.

Even stores and restaurants that weren't usually closed had shut their doors early. Looking at the fearful expressions of the passersby, it must be due to the last few days' fatalities causing panic.

Since it had come to this, he might as well head to the factory district. Hands in his pockets, Ye Ling lit up a cigarette and strode along the main road.

Humming a tune and smoking, tsk tsk, not bad at all—the flavor was quite nice. Ye Ling felt quite content, thinking of his status back home, how dismal it was.

Ever since they had children, his standing could be said to have dropped dramatically, even the most basic respect was lost. Isn't it natural for a father to scold his son?

But at home, Ye Ling couldn't even think about it. Ye Ping and Ye An were somewhat better. Of course, only slightly better.

But if he dared to involve Mu Lang and Han Lin, that would be serious trouble. Both fathers-in-law would definitely pull out guns to execute him, or at least break his legs.

There was no helping it. Those two fathers-in-law had placed these kids deep into their hearts. Ye Ling was now terrified of spoiling them into wastrel Disciples, which would be a disaster.

Lost in thought while walking, Ye Ling leaned against the roadside. Just as he reached the entrance of a small alley, suddenly the face of a woman with disheveled hair like a bird's nest and pale complexion appeared right in front of Ye Ling.

With a scream, the face disappeared the next instant, as if something yanked it back fiercely.

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Oh my God, Ye Ling suddenly felt a shiver in his heart. "Damn, it can't be a real ghost, right? It shouldn't be, I'm already at the Divine Infant Late Stage, what ghost would dare come after me?"

But if not, how could I explain that face I just saw? Good heavens, it almost scared my three corpse spirits away.

Right at that moment, Ye Ling suddenly heard a long, drawn-out cry from inside the cave, which almost made him collapse.

Damn it, could it really be a ghost? But it's not even ten o'clock yet, still a long way from midnight. Aren't ghosts supposed to only come out at the stroke of midnight?

What to do, what should I do? As the crying sound grew more and more mournful, Ye Ling bit his teeth and slapped his own head.

"Dammit, what am I afraid of? I'm a strong practitioner in the Divine Infant Realm. What does a little ghost count for? Let's go in. If it really is a ghost, I'll scare it until its spirit disperses."

Ye Ling swallowed his saliva and then went straight into the dark cave. He had barely walked five meters when he saw a woman in white, sitting on the ground with her hair disheveled, crying.

Oh my goodness, could it really be a ghost? With that look, that getup, if an ordinary person came across this, wouldn't they be scared half to death?

"I'll let you cry, you damn cry, you're making me anxious, and if you lure other ghosts here, I'll kick you to death!"

Suddenly, a furious curse rang out, and Ye Ling was taken aback. Hey, there are some men on the other side, all dressed in black, as if they were blending into the darkness.

"Damn, you're trying to scare me. I thought you were a ghost."

Ye Ling gasped for air, oblivious to the fact that even someone as ruthless as Yuan Wufa had been brought to heel by him. What ghost should he be afraid of?

No sooner had he finished speaking than the woman in white lifted her head. Ye Ling glanced at her and both of them were taken aback.

Hey, who is this? Ye Ling quickly thought back and then it hit him. Wasn't this the woman who tried to extort him today but ended up being dealt with by him?

"Is it you?"

The two said simultaneously. The woman quickly got up and rushed to Ye Ling's side, clinging desperately to the hem of his clothes.

"Save me, save me."

She said urgently, and Ye Ling was bewildered. Save you? What does that mean?

"Brother, which gang are you with? You dare to interfere with the person my Boss Bao wants?"

A burly man in black with a cigarette dangling from his lips stepped forward, his neck adorned with a thick gold chain that screamed nouveau riche.

Ye Ling was startled and shoved the woman aside: "Hey, what do you mean, who said I'm interfering? Come on, get to it, I haven't seen anything."

"You bastard! You would actually stand by and watch me die, are you even human? I stole Boss Bao's three thousand yuan, didn't you spend that money?"

The woman suddenly become frantic and shouted, and Ye Ling's eyes widened. What did this mean? Was she trying to throw dirt on him?

"Tell me clearly, who spent your money? My phone was custom-made for me by my wife, damn it, that's over three hundred thousand! Are you kidding me?"

Ye Ling roared back, his cellphone, custom-made by Shen Yuexin, was equipped with the most sophisticated anti-surveillance tech and signal.