Chapter 364: The Mysterious Female Ghost

What audacity! A female ghost actually dared to come knocking at his door to scare him just before dawn!

Shui Miao found it utterly inconceivable and felt deeply offended.

“You’re asking for death!”

Enraged, Shui Miao immediately summoned his immortal powers, ready to destroy the ghost.

But the ghost girl suddenly vanished, moving at an incredible speed.

Shui Miao tried to sense her presence with his spiritual awareness, but could not detect her at all.

How was this possible?

This shocked Shui Miao greatly. He struggled to comprehend—how could there be a ghost in this world that he couldn’t sense?

He packed away his camera, no longer in the mood for idle thoughts. The image of that female ghost kept circling in his mind.

He had to admit—her appearance had been truly terrifying.

After sunrise, a group of female students entered Shui Miao’s shop. Among them were two girls he had saved the previous night. Due to the possession by the demon, their faces looked very pale.

Shui Miao stood up and smiled slightly. “What brings you all here? If you’ve come to thank me for last night, there’s no need. I was just coincidentally around and lent a small hand. By the way, you girls really shouldn’t play such games anymore—they’re not fun at all and can even cost lives.”

Hearing this, the girls confirmed that he was indeed the one who had saved them, and they became visibly excited.

One girl quickly said, “Master, thank you for saving my life. I promise I’ll never play that game again. But I don’t know why—I’ve had this uneasy feeling in my heart lately. People say it might be that my soul was frightened away. So… could you please help me once more?”

This girl, pale and delicate-looking, was the one possessed by the monkey demon the previous night.

“Frightened soul?”

Shui Miao slightly furrowed his brow, then used his immortal energy to examine her. He noticed a gathering of yin energy that wouldn’t dissipate around the crown of her head and that of the girl beside her. “Hmm, strange. You were clearly possessed by a demon, yet there’s no demonic aura—only strong yin energy. Why is that? Could it be that you were already…”

Seeing the girls grow frightened, Shui Miao quickly changed the subject. “Well, I see. It’s just fear-induced palpitations. If I help you balance your energy, you’ll be fine.”

“Balance energy? How?”

Another girl—this one athletic, the second to be possessed—asked skeptically.

Her tone was blunt and impolite, making others feel uncomfortable.

As Shui Miao looked at her, he noticed something strange in her eyes—they kept shifting, as if she were hiding a secret.

“It’s nothing. Just think of it as a type of qigong therapy,” Shui Miao said offhandedly, not wanting to probe into the girls’ minds. He then reached his hand out toward the more delicate girl, gently placing it on her head. As a stream of yang-based immortal energy flowed into her, her face immediately regained its rosy color and her spirit lifted—no longer feeling any anxiety.

“It’s amazing! I feel so warm now—I’m not scared at all anymore!”

The girl exclaimed in delighted surprise.

Of course she felt better—this was immortal energy, pure yang energy, worth more than gold.

“Come here too…”

Shui Miao turned and reaches his hand toward the athletic girl’s forehead, but she took a step back, waving him off. “Don’t touch me. I don’t believe in any of this qigong nonsense. Besides, you don’t even look that old—maybe even younger than me. How could you possibly have mastered such powerful qigong?”

Rather than thanking Shui Miao, this girl was full of suspicion toward him.

Understandable, perhaps—she had been the second to awaken, and by then Shui Miao had already withdrawn his spirit-consuming power.

“Senior Sister Zhao Xue, how can you say that? I’m clearly feeling better already! Master saved us—he deserves our gratitude, not suspicion,” the delicate girl couldn’t stand it anymore and spoke up for Shui Miao.

But Zhao Xue, instead of reflecting on her attitude, only sneered coldly. “Ya Qi, you’re too gullible. Does he really look like a master to you? Also, have you ever seen a real master dressed like this? A truly capable person would be treated like royalty by the rich, not stuck in a rundown place like this.”

Zhao Xue was quite materialistic, though she did raise some valid points.

Before Ya Qi could respond, Shui Miao raised his hand to stop her and smiled slightly at Zhao Xue. “In your eyes, capable people must be connected to money, and wealth and status are the only measures of their worth. But have you ever considered that there might be people in this world who don’t care about money, who prefer a quiet life of cultivation and helping others?”

“Please, spare me the speech. That all sounds great, but who really believes that? These days, only a fool wouldn’t love money. Without it, how could you even afford to run a shop?”

Zhao Xue became even more impassioned, looking at Shui Miao with increasing disdain. “Hmph! For all we know, you might even be involved in last night’s incident. Who’s to say you didn’t use this trick to seduce young girls?”

“Zhao Xue, you’re talking nonsense!”

Ya Qi, usually gentle and obedient, actually got angry. She couldn’t bear to hear someone defame her savior.

Zhao Xue, confident in her martial arts skills, showed no fear. Instead, she shook her head and shouted back. “Ya Qi, I’ve seen more of the world than you. I’m just trying to protect you from being deceived. According to what you said, last night someone dark and shadowy saved you. Think about it—what master or expert would appear as a dark figure? So if that incident really had anything to do with him, I’d say he’s definitely a sorcerer using dark arts—not any kind of master.”

“You’ve gone mad! He saved us!” Ya Qi shouted back loudly.

The other girls also felt Zhao Xue had gone too far, and they all sided with Ya Qi.

Shui Miao couldn’t help but sigh, frowning as he looked outside the shop and muttered to himself, “I met a terrifying female ghost early in the morning, and now a group of girls came in arguing. Looks like I’m in for some trouble today. But where exactly is the problem coming from?”

Shui Miao began to ponder naturally, following his thoughts.

“What do you mean?”

Hearing these words, Zhao Xue’s eyes flickered, and her anger immediately flared. She pointed straight at Shui Miao’s face. “You little punk—you’re calling me a female ghost, aren’t you?”

What was wrong with this girl? She was like a rabid dog, Shui Miao thought as he frowned and turned to look at Zhao Xue. He noticed something strange—within the yin energy above her crown, there was a streak of red energy.

“Hmm? Something’s definitely wrong here!”

“You—you’re asking for a beating!”

Thinking Shui Miao had insulted her, Zhao Xue immediately threw a punch straight at his eye.

“Damn it, you really are crazy!”

Shui Miao reacted quickly, catching her fist in a flash. With a slight tightening of his grip, he made Zhao Xue wince in pain. Then, with a smooth motion, he placed his palm on her head and poured yang-based immortal energy into her. Immediately, black mist rose from her head, and a white shadow “whooshed” out of her body and disappeared.

“A ghost!?”

Seeing the white figure, Shui Miao’s heart pounded.

Vaguely, he felt that this white shadow looked very familiar—it seemed almost identical to the one he had seen earlier that morning.

Zhao Xue’s body went limp, collapsing onto the floor.

Shui Miao quickly knelt down to check on her. He found her breathing extremely weak, her face turning pale—clear signs of critical energy depletion and a life hanging in the balance!