Chapter 91: Ghosts and Monsters Within the Prison (6)

Wu Zui watched as Xiao Ke'ai ran inside, quickly revived Yan Junhao, who had been unconscious for some time, and dragged him in pursuit.

Although Wuxiang's attacks had dissipated most of the resentful energy, some inevitably remained. Wu Zui was still worried about Xiao Ke'ai, fearing she might not be able to handle it alone.

As expected, the surface had been cleared of resentful energy by Wuxiang's two slaps, but at the bottom of the deep pit in the northern district, a significant amount still lingered.

"Master~ I want to see! Please!" Xiao Ke'ai shook Wu Zui's arm, her tilted head with those big eyes blinking incessantly. She was so eager for the adventure that she even resorted to acting cute.

"What an unfortunate master I am!"

"Alright, do you have everything?" Wu Zui looked at Xiao Ke'ai helplessly.

Xiao Keyan nodded.

"The bottle of blood?"

She patted her chest.

"The golden weapons?"

She tapped the two hammers hanging from her waist.

...

After confirming everything was accounted for, Wu Zui took Xiao Ke'ai's hand, and together they slid down the edge of the pit. If not for the quality of their magnetic protective suits, their clothes would have been shredded to rags!

Yan Junhao stared dumbfounded; while Wu Zui and his companion had protective suits, he had nothing but a patient's gown. If he dared slide down, his backside would undoubtedly be ruined.

Helpless, Yan Junhao stayed at the top, while Wu Zui and Xiao Ke'ai started searching below.

Without the interference of the ghost creature, the light at the bottom of the pit was decent. Soon, they found a patch of ground covered in black liquid.

The black liquid resembled what the hooded figure had used to block Wuxiang's golden disc strike, likely from the same source. The residual resentful energy emanated from this liquid.

"Let's use magnetic energy to erase all this black liquid," Wu Zui said to Xiao Ke'ai.

"Alright!" Xiao Ke'ai, no longer angry, began covering the black liquid with her own magnetic energy as Wu Zui directed, preparing to eradicate it completely.

Ah, a woman's moods—ever-changing like the weather!

"Master! Master! It's getting bigger!"

Just as she started, Xiao Ke'ai suddenly withdrew her hand and tugged at Wu Zui's sleeve, exclaiming in surprise.

Wu Zui turned immediately; the patch of black liquid, originally smaller than a basketball, had almost doubled in size.

"Damn, I didn't consider this! This is the resentful energy of living beings, and that hooded figure is from the Purification Society! The 'painter' and 'omnivore' she mentioned must be Jack Chen and that three-hundred-pound fatty!"

This distinctive property made Wu Zui slap his forehead in frustration. He felt his intelligence had been declining recently.

"So who is the 'Spirit Supplement Body' the hooded figure spoke of? I think I already..."

Wu Zui glanced at Xiao Ke'ai. The answer was clear in his heart. His own 'Hellfire Body' was of no use to ghosts—unless some filthy, terrifying creature suddenly grew tired of living and wanted to commit suicide, then he might be of interest!

"Pour the blood, then let's hurry back! Jack Chen didn't tell the truth! After burning this place, we'll use the spatial singularity to return directly—the location is right in the northern district military base."

Thinking this, Wu Zui spoke with a face full of resentment.

Xiao Ke'ai, still confused, obediently poured some of the blood Wu Zui had stored in the bottle onto the black liquid. Instantly, like gasoline meeting fire, the black liquid—already uncontrolled—ignited.

Before the flames finished burning, Wu Zui informed Yan Junhao at the top of the pit that they had urgent business and would leave first; Yan could return on his own or wait for Wuxiang.

With the fire extinguished and the black liquid completely burned away, Wu Zui confirmed everything was gone. The two activated the spatial singularity, their figures twisting into a blue dot, heading straight for the northern district military base.

Yan Junhao, surrounded by familiar sights, felt as if he were dreaming. Wuxiang's overwhelming strength inspired his desire to grow stronger—ghosts that could slaughter an entire prison were nothing but prey before Wuxiang.

He left the prison, determined to wait for Wuxiang's return and ask to be his disciple.

Even if he had to stay, he no longer wished to remain in the prison, which had become a place of sorrow for him. He had made great contributions this time; early release should be no trouble, especially since there were no survivors left in Binhai Prison.

Once his citizenship was restored and he gained some skills, Yan Junhao planned to form a team to hunt ghosts—not just for himself, but for his still-schooling son and Wang Liang, who had risked his life to deliver the warning.

"Life will be better!"

Outside the deserted Binhai Prison, Yan Junhao shouted his feelings to the empty air.

Elsewhere, Wu Zui was already driving the soaring Dragon One, racing back to the northern district. With the accelerator pressed to the floor, even the thick-skinned Xiao Keyan grabbed the handle on the car door.

"I... I'm not scared!"

Xiao Ke'ai desperately tried to convince herself.

In no time, the two arrived at the northern district military base.

As for Jack Chen, a dangerous figure, Binhai's spirit investigators had no confidence in keeping him secure; the twisted Purification Society could rescue him at any time, so he was moved to the military base instead.

The military base's spirit investigators were numerous and rarely left their post, making it the perfect place to detain Jack Chen. If the Purification Society came to rescue him, they'd be wiped out.

In the interrogation room, Wu Zui and Xiao Ke'ai were not kept waiting long. Jack Chen, wearing special chains on his wrists and ankles, entered before them. Though the method to eliminate magnetic energy was still unknown, there were many ways to suppress it.

Jack Chen's current restraints were a case in point...

Upon seeing Wu Zui, Jack Chen's face lit up with excitement—his fervor so intense, it might be mistaken for familial affection!

Xiao Ke'ai, watching Jack Chen's predatory gaze, let her large eyes dart between them. If she hadn't been with Wu Zui all this time, she might have suspected some illicit relationship.

Bang!

Wu Zui didn't hold back, landing a punch that left Jack Chen's right eye black and blue.

"Don't look at me with that disgusting gaze! Tell me, what is the 'Spirit Supplement Body'?" Wu Zui shook his wrist as he spoke. The pervert's skull was as tough as his mouth!

Jack Chen didn't cry out in pain; squinting, he flashed a sickly smile and said with feigned coyness, "You already know? If you know, why ask? Hehehe~"

His nonsensical reply only fueled Wu Zui's rage.

"Girl, step outside!" Wu Zui felt his fury rising uncontrollably and spoke to Xiao Ke'ai in a low voice.

"But, Master, I..."

"Get out!!"

With Wu Zui's explosive shout, Xiao Ke'ai left, feeling aggrieved.

"What can't I see? Are those two... Ugh~"

Standing at the door, closing it behind her, Xiao Ke'ai grumbled internally about Wu Zui.

But soon...

Crack—

"Ah! Hehehe, want to know? I won't tell you!"

Crack—

"Ah! Not painful at all~ Hehehe~"

Crack—

...

Standing in the corridor, Xiao Ke'ai heard Jack Chen's occasional sick laughter and brief screams from inside. There were faint sounds of bones breaking and impacts.

As time passed, Jack Chen's twisted laughter grew weaker, until Wu Zui finally emerged. He pushed aside Xiao Ke'ai's curious head and closed the interrogation room door.

"Master, what are we doing now?" Xiao Ke'ai asked, wary of Wu Zui's face, as dark as stagnant water.

Wu Zui was conflicted, because according to the now barely conscious Jack Chen's confession—the 'Spirit Supplement Body' was a special constitution described in Purification Society's secret texts, something akin to a spiritual medium in novels.

This constitution advanced rapidly in cultivation, but constantly emitted a unique energy wave that attracted ghosts to possess the bearer.

For ghosts, successfully possessing and consuming someone with this constitution dramatically increased their potential and power—a tonic for ghostkind.

Only after mastering the spatial singularity could one use it to shield those alluring waves, but Jack Chen didn't know the method to do so.

Though dissatisfied with the answer, Wu Zui believed it. After all, Jack Chen's body had been shattered—every bone broken except his skull. If not for the Society's perversion and partial ghostification, he'd be dead already.

Given all this, the best course was to send Xiao Ke'ai back to Yanjing. Yanjing was full of powerful people, and with Xiao Anguo's status, protecting his daughter there was no issue.

Yet the core of Binhai's whale anomaly still hadn't been found, and Wu Zui's departure would mean Xiao Ke'ai would likely insist on staying...

Ultimately, Wu Zui prioritized Xiao Ke'ai's safety. With Wuxiang the monk guarding Binhai, it was best to leave things to him, so Wu Zui said to Xiao Ke'ai, "We're going back to Yanjing, to retreat and cultivate! Don't come out until you reach five stars!"

"What? Five stars?"

Now it was Xiao Ke'ai's turn to be unhappy. She was happy to return to Yanjing, with its ancient palaces and temples—surely plenty of ghosts there—but retreat...?

"Master, are we going to soak in the bath again? If I soak any longer, I'll turn into a cream puff! Every time I stay in too long, my whole body turns soft and limp, no strength at all!" Xiao Ke'ai pouted in protest.

"Hmm?"

Wu Zui glanced at her, tapping his shoulder with a finger.

"Alright! Bathing is the best!" Xiao Ke'ai, with a strong survival instinct, surrendered immediately, lest she be treated to another roasted chestnut.