Chapter 1 The Ritual

The thick fog at the ritual site dissipated slightly.

Wei Yueyan, standing in front of Li Ang's illusion, crossed her hands in front of her chest, closed her eyes, and remained motionless, seemingly lost in thought.

Wei Linglan, standing next to her, took out a standard-issue silenced pistol blessed by the Special Affairs Bureau from her backpack inventory, vigilantly watching the ghosts in front of her.

Earlier, an accident occurred during the ritual when the Red Sha was lured away by an unidentified figure in black—most likely the third player in this cooperative mission who had not shown his face.

Wei Linglan didn't know why that player had been hiding or why he had appeared at this moment,

But logically speaking, now was the best time for her and Wei Yueyan to strike.

While the Red Sha was away, they could completely assassinate the ghosts in front of them, retrieve the Dragon Heat Organ-Style Greatsword, and wipe out the remaining enemies.

The only hidden danger... was the coffin in the White Sha's team that had been silent all along.

Wei Linglan subtly glanced at Wei Yueyan, who was concentrating with her eyes closed, and thought to herself, could it be that this teammate had noticed something unusual...

Just as the situation was deadlocked, a sound of footsteps rang out from the thick fog.

Wei Linglan first saw the Red Sha floating in mid-air, breaking through the fog, limbs limp, naturally drooping, looking ferocious and terrifying.

Immediately afterward, she saw the long spear holding the Red Sha's collar at the back of its neck, and the leopard-masked man holding the three-edged bone spear.

The Red Sha and White Sha ghosts were terrified, their legs trembling, unable to speak.

"Hiss—"

Wei Linglan gasped softly. The Red Sha, who she thought was almost invincible, had been easily crippled.

Who exactly was this leopard-masked man?!

Li Ang walked slowly, simultaneously projecting subtitles below Wei Yueyan's mask, telling her to provide cover and pretend to know him.

His current identity was the third player in this cooperative mission, so naturally, he had to completely separate himself from Li Risheng or Li Ang.

The best way was to create another persona with characteristics completely different from the player Li Risheng.

Wei Yueyan, who had been closing her eyes and concentrating, immediately opened her eyes, understood, and gave Li Ang a "Leave it to me" look.

She coldly laughed at Li Ang, "Who did I think it was? I didn't expect it to be you,

Shadow Disciple Cave, Thirteen Demon Lords, Yu Zheng骸!"

Shadow Disciple Cave?!

Wei Linglan was extremely surprised. This was another mysterious organization she had never heard of, and judging from Wei Yueyan's attitude, the two were even old acquaintances?

Li Ang internally complained about Miss Chai's sudden attack of chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur), but said in a hoarse and low voice, "So what if it's me?"

"You still have the nerve to say that?!"

Wei Yueyan rebuked angrily, "Yu Zheng骸, you heartless, shameless, unjust, and unscrupulous scumbag!"

???

Not only was Li Ang a little dumbfounded, but even Wei Linglan was startled. It turned out that these two were not only old acquaintances but also had some unspeakable past.

"I..."

Li Ang steadied his mind and was about to speak when Wei Yueyan ruthlessly interrupted him, "Enough! Don't tell me any more about vows of eternal love, don't tell me any more about undying love, or sticking together through thick and thin.

Yu Zheng骸, do you think I'm still the ignorant, innocent, and adorable little girl I used to be?

The moment you tried to attack my sister, you lost me forever! You lost the beautiful future we once promised!

We... can't go back..."

"..."

Li Ang felt a little suffocated. He looked at the deep pain and hatred on Wei Yueyan's face and remained silent for a moment.

Under Wei Linglan's burning gossip soul, he said faintly, "Wei Yueyan, when are you going to stop being crazy?

Don't you know you have schizophrenia?

Your sister is you, and you are your sister!"

Wei Yueyan was equally emotional, "Bah, you're the one who's crazy!

You go around all day with a spear, asking people if they have急支糖浆 Ji Zhi Tang Jiang (cough syrup) or脚气膏药 jiao qi gao yao (athlete's foot cream).

My sister made the right choice by not being with you!"

The two faced each other from a distance, their profound auras rising steadily, causing Wei Linglan to subconsciously hold her breath.

The Red Sha, who was hanging in mid-air by the three-edged bone spear, also had complicated feelings.

On the one hand, she hoped that the two would fight,

On the other hand, she was afraid of being caught in the crossfire and having her life taken away by a spear before the fight even started.

Wei Yueyan raised her almond eyebrows and stared at Li Ang for a long time before snorting coldly, turning her gaze away, and turning towards the White Sha's coffin that had been silent all along.

Seeing the two of them in this entangled state, Wei Linglan immediately imagined the whole story in her mind.

This Yu Zheng骸, the Thirteenth Demon Lord of the Shadow Disciple Cave, probably had a past relationship with Wei Yueyan.

After the relationship broke down, the two had not seen each other until this routine mission accidentally put them together.

Yu Zheng骸 might have felt guilty towards Wei Yueyan and had been hiding his identity all along, protecting everyone in the fog.

After the Red Sha appeared, Yu Zheng骸 couldn't bear to watch Wei Yueyan in danger, so he took action to severely injure the Red Sha, rescuing the beauty and making a brilliant appearance.

After completing the whole story in her mind, Wei Linglan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This Yu Zheng骸 crippled the Red Sha as soon as he appeared, so he must be much stronger than Wei Yueyan.

Wonderful.

With these two powerhouses here, wouldn't the safety of this mission increase exponentially?

The only problem is... these two seem to be mentally unstable...

While Wei Linglan's mind was racing, she saw Li Ang stick his spear on the ground, kick up a large stone with one foot, and kick the stone towards the White Sha's coffin like kicking a soccer ball.

The stone was full of undulating energy. Any ghosts along the way would be injured if they brushed against it, and killed if they touched it. It swept through with gale and dust, hitting the wooden coffin straight on.

Boom—

The boulder shattered, and the coffin's wooden planks dented and broke, revealing the wooden structure underneath the black paint, which had long been eroded and covered with mold.

The coffin flew out, and with a "bang," a pale, fat palm turned into a fist, easily penetrating the coffin lid from the inside out.

Before the flying coffin could fall to the ground, the coffin lid was torn apart.

A figure wearing a bamboo hat, a raincoat, and a white robe jumped out of the coffin.

It was a young man whose face could not be seen clearly, his figure bloated and fat, his swollen, pale skin covered with a dense layer of green patches, his 浑圆 hunyuan (round) belly seeming ready to burst at any moment.

No wonder the Red Sha would rather become sworn siblings with Li Ang than find the White Sha—

The latter drowned in the water and naturally looked disgusting. It was not a suitable partner in any way.

The White Sha broke free from the coffin, and while hovering in mid-air,

He waved his bloated arm and slapped his belly hard.

Like a high-pressure water gun, he vomited a foul-smelling green liquid at Li Ang and the others, using the upward force to retreat backward.