Ghost Catching System

During the journey, Su Muyue practically became Chu Hao’s shadow, following him everywhere. They talked more and more, but most of the questions came from Su Muyue, to which Chu Hao indicated he did not want to respond.

Zuo Lingyun gnashed his teeth until they bled upon hearing their incessant chatter. Zuo Mu, watching with concern from his side, said, "Brother Lingyun, you have to hold back."

Zuo Lingyun waved his hand, trying to calm himself. They’re just chatting and haven’t done anything improper, he thought.

Thinking this way, Zuo Lingyun relaxed considerably, his confidence reigniting. Why should I care about these trivialities? What is my status compared to Chu Hao’s? If the Chu Family were still around, perhaps I would worry. But Su Muyue is my woman sooner or later. Chu Hao is just chatting with my woman for now. Generosity is the foundation for overcoming all enemies.

Zuo Lingyun seemed to regain his confidence and said indifferently, "Don’t worry, I’m fine."

At that moment, Chu Hao, who was ahead, turned his head somewhat impatiently and said, "You keep asking me that question. Do you want to learn it?"

Su Muyue nodded sincerely.

"Fine, kiss me."

Su Muyue genuinely wanted to learn. She had joined the military out of a desire to grow stronger, and now that she had encountered the legendary breathing technique, she didn’t want to miss out.

Hearing Chu Hao’s words, Su Muyue felt somewhat helpless. She couldn’t quite grasp this man’s character and said defensively, "There are too many people now. Maybe tonight?"

"It’s a deal."

Their voices were neither too loud nor too soft, but just audible enough for Zuo Lingyun, who was behind them, to hear.

Zuo Mu quickly drew back because Zuo Lingyun, who had just calmed down, was about to explode.

"Chu Hao!!"

Zuo Lingyun could no longer contain himself and roared so loudly that the animals in the jungle were startled.

Su Muyue is my woman; I absolutely cannot let another man taint her, he fumed, a maniacal rage contorting his face. He wished he could kill Chu Hao on the spot.

Everyone was shocked as they watched Zuo Lingyun finally erupt.

And what about Chu Hao?

He turned around, his eyes as calm as still water, emitting an icy aura. The surrounding plants began to sway—it was his Inner Strength manifesting externally.

All present felt an immense, oppressive force.

It was as if they were all small, helpless rabbits, and Chu Hao was a fierce tiger. When a tiger hunted rabbits, the rabbits could only stand by to be devoured alive; they knew running was utterly useless.

This was the majesty of the strong.

"Is there a problem?"

The cold tone and domineering aura made everyone’s breath catch in their throats as they anxiously looked at Zuo Lingyun. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

And Zuo Lingyun?

He sobered up considerably. The man before him was capable of killing Jiang Yuran; his martial power was enough to kill everyone present in an instant.

Cold sweat dripped down Zuo Lingyun. He knew he had been impulsive. But if I back down now, how will Su Muyue see me?

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look out, a black bear!"

A massive black bear appeared, running swiftly towards Chu Hao. It lunged, reaching a mere meter away from him.

But just then, the Night Demon Blade materialized in Chu Hao’s hand. Moving with incredible speed, he slashed.

The black bear didn’t even have time to cry out before its head flew from its torso, rolling on the ground. Its enormous body collapsed, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Everyone stared, stunned.

Chu Hao flicked the Night Demon Blade, its sharp edge still stained with the black bear’s fresh blood.

He turned his head, staring at Zuo Lingyun, his expression exceptionally cold as he enunciated each word, "Zuo Lingyun, did you call me for something?"

"Ding... Host’s display of shock and majesty, a supreme King-like posture, has earned 1,400 Pretentiousness Points."

Zuo Lingyun was sweating profusely and actually started to tremble all over.

After Chu Hao questioned him twice, Zuo Lingyun’s heart couldn’t stop pounding. Why... why did I step forward just now? This man is definitely not someone I can deal with. I’m going to die, I’m definitely going to die, he thought.

Zuo Lingyun forced a stiff smile and said, "I... I just wanted to ask if... if you were thirsty?"

Chu Hao walked over, Night Demon Blade in hand, getting closer and closer to Zuo Lingyun. Everyone held their breath; even the members of the Zuo Family were on the verge of drawing their guns.

This man was definitely not someone any of them present could handle; only guns might work.

Closer and closer. Zuo Lingyun was so scared he plopped onto the ground, his face deathly pale. He had never been so terrified, not even when he had encountered thousand-year-old reanimated corpses in an ancient tomb.

Chu Hao bent down, took the water canteen from Zuo Lingyun’s belt, and said, "I am indeed a bit thirsty. Next time you call me, don’t be so loud."

Zuo Lingyun nodded numbly.

The crowd finally let out a collective sigh of relief. This man was too terrifying.

So, his cheerful and talkative demeanor throughout the journey wasn’t his true nature? Was that momentary display his actual self?

Chu Hao, however, was feeling smug. When it comes to showing off, who can outdo me? I’m looking forward to the next opportunity.

Zuo Lingyun finally understood the vast gap between himself and Chu Hao, his expression dimming.

Little Ying muttered from the side, a new light in her eyes, and said, "Now *that’s* a real man."

From then on, no one dared to underestimate Chu Hao, nor did they show even a hint of mockery or hostility.

Su Muyue found herself increasingly puzzled by this young man. The scene of him killing Jiang Yuran, and the battle against the European and American Spider Spirit, kept replaying in her mind.

As evening approached, they finally crossed the Python Mountain Range. Looking out from the mountains, a vast expanse of primordial forest stretched before them. Ordinary city dwellers would never see such a spectacle. Chu Hao, too, found himself deeply captivated by the natural scenery.

Ahead, mountain after mountain rose, like colossal soldiers standing guard over the land, majestic and imposing.

Chu Hao recognized it at a glance: this was a place of auspicious Feng Shui, also known as a Golden Armor General formation. Such locations often concealed a General’s ancient tomb, and deeper still, one might even find a King’s tomb.

A middle-aged man from the Zuo Family who had been to this place before said, "After we cross these mountains, we’ll reach the Tomb of King Chu."

Zuo Baoshan, Zuo Lingyun’s uncle, was a renowned explorer. He had visited many places and was also a highly experienced Tomb Robber. He was leading the team for this collaboration with the Su Family.

Zuo Baoshan nodded and said, "A Golden Armor General Feng Shui formation. This place is not simple. Everyone, be careful."

Everyone nodded. It was getting dark and unsuitable for descending the mountain, so they looked for a nearby place to camp.

Unexpectedly, just as they were about to find a place to camp, it began to rain, forcing everyone to quicken their pace.

They finally found a cave, their clothes thoroughly drenched.

By the time they entered the cave, nearly everyone was soaked to the bone. Only one person remained calm and composed, his clothes utterly untouched by water—that was Chu Hao.

Chu Hao had already begun to master the external projection of Inner Strength. He had used it along the way to ward off the rain.

"Ding... Host’s invisible display of superiority is the most lethal, earning 1,400 Pretentiousness Points."

When Little Ying saw this, she exclaimed, "How did you do that?"

She thought this man was too incredible.