Ghost Catching System

Su Muyue’s complexion was pale as she said, "The interfering force is very strong. The person who built the main tomb must also be a master of metaphysics, using the Heaven and Earth Ancestral Veins to prevent any leakage from this place."

Contrarily, she seemed unaffected, her eyes emitting a sharp radiance.

The eight passages leading to the interior of the tomb might have only one correct path; the others were certain to be dead ends.

With an ingratiating smile, Su Changyu said, "Young friend Chu, may I know your thoughts on this?"

Chu Hao responded indifferently, "No thoughts."

Su Changyu was left speechless and turned to Zuo Baoshan helplessly.

Zuo Baoshan declared, "I’ll lead the way."

With that, he chose the last of the tomb’s gates to enter, and everyone else, gritting their teeth, could only follow him in.

System, what is needed to calculate which path is the correct one? Chu Hao thought.

The System replied, "Heaven and Earth Ancestral Vein Geomancy requires 20,000 Pretentiousness Points to purchase."

Twenty thousand Pretentiousness Points! Though I do have that many, using them for this seems like a bad deal.

Forget it. I’ll just follow them for a while.

The people who arrived later also failed in their calculations and could only choose a path to enter; their fates rested on their own capabilities now.

They walked for half an hour through the pitch-black tomb passage, which was five to six meters wide. The passage seemed endless, leading straight into the depths. They proceeded with extreme caution, fearing they might trigger some mechanism.

"There’s something ahead." Little Ying’s flashlight illuminated a tall, dark figure in front.

Everyone looked and saw it was a stone statue of an ancient general mounted on a warhorse, full of imposing might.

Gazing at the statue, Su Changyu exclaimed in amazement, "During the Chu Kingdom era, stonemasons possessed such divine craftsmanship. This statue is so lifelike."

In ancient times, possessing such craftsmanship meant being counted among the very top artisans of the Chu Kingdom era.

However, Chu Hao saw something different. The statue exuded an odd power. Although it was faint, he still noticed it.

Chu Hao walked over to feel the source of that power and found that the statue’s eyeballs moved slightly, staring straight at the group.

Chu Hao jumped in fright, but he realized that the others could not see this.

This was because Chu Hao had the Ghost Eye Ring with him, which allowed him to truly see ghosts and evil spirits; others could not see them, as they had not activated the Heavenly Eye.

Without a doubt, this was a general’s soul charged with guarding King Chu’s Tomb.

Approaching the statue, Chu Hao patted it and said, "We’re on the same side."

Little Ying asked, puzzled, "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing."

Zuo Lingyun, quite annoyed, said, "Don’t touch these things."

After entering the ancient tomb, the youngster’s confidence had soared, and his wariness of Chu Hao had lessened greatly. It was clear along the way that Chu Hao was a novice in this area.

But truthfully, everyone feared Chu Hao touching anything in the tomb chamber; every touch triggered a mechanism with the precision of hitting the jackpot.

Annoyed, Chu Hao retorted, "Is this your family’s ancient tomb? Why can’t I touch it?"

Zuo Lingyun gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

Little Ying also said, "Master Chu, I agree, you shouldn’t touch anything. You’re a walking disaster. Triggering traps with just a touch like that... you’re really one of a kind!"

Su Muyue nodded and added, "For everyone’s safety."

Chu Hao was surprisingly speechless.

Who’s a walking disaster! How could you say such things about me, Brother Hao?

Frustrated, Chu Hao patted the statue again and said, "So what? I just did it. See? Nothing happened."

In his mind, he silently prayed, "Brother Statue, do me a favor, we’re family."

However, upon his third pat, a CRACK! echoed as the stone surface of the statue fractured.

Then, as the stony surface extensively cracked and the stone skin fell away, the general and his warhorse came to life, the long spear in the general’s hands thrusting fiercely towards Chu Hao.

BANG!

Fortunately, Chu Hao reacted quickly and dodged the formidable power of the spear.

But the fact that the immensely hard rock was pierced and the ground widely cracked—what tremendous force was that?

Everyone: "..."

Little Ying screamed, "He really is a walking disaster!"

Chu Hao: "..."

The crowd gasped, firing their guns at the battle corpse, but the bullets were useless against its dried-up body.

The general mounted his warhorse and burst into a sprint, fast as lightning, spearing one person through—dead beyond any doubt.

The general held the corpse aloft; blood sprayed, seemingly drenching its body, rendering its Ghost Qi even more terrifying. It was as if it had returned from Hell itself.

ROAR!

The blood-soaked general let out a hoarse roar, shaking the tomb passage.

The general turned, the long spear in his hands sweeping across. A shockwave of force radiated outwards, causing everyone to retreat in disbelief.

What kind of ghost was this!

Chu Hao was also startled and said, "Dude, we’re on the same side!"

Unexpectedly, the general fixed his gaze on Chu Hao and charged on his warhorse, the long spear swirling as it cleaved down from above.

The Night Demon Blade appeared in Chu Hao’s hands, and he raised it to block.

BANG!

Chu Hao felt a massive force; his feet sank slightly, and the rocky ground actually cracked beneath him!

Such immense strength! Is this King Chu’s Tomb?

Chu Hao broke into a cold sweat; it was truly befitting an AA-ranked mission.

The others were astonished. Chu Hao had blocked the Ghost General and Soldier’s cleave, yet the rocky ground beneath him had shattered. If it had been anyone else, they would have been cleaved in two, but he had managed to block it.

"There’s hope."

Since guns were useless against the Ghost General and Soldier, Chu Hao was their only hope.

However, the next moment brought agitation and fear to the group because Chu Hao turned and ran.

"The green mountains endure, the clear waters flow on. Farewell for now, everyone; may our paths cross again in the martial world!"

Everyone: "..."

This guy actually ran away.

Su Changyu was furious. "You, Young friend Chu!"

Chu Hao ran extremely fast, disappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving everyone annoyed and the women heartbroken.

Only then did everyone realize: without Chu Hao, how would they deal with this ghostly thing?

"Run!"

Su Changyu turned and fled. At that moment, the old fellow showed no signs of his age, running even faster than the young ones.

Helpless, the others could only use their firepower to try and slow down the Ghost General and Soldier. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

In the darkness, Chu Hao needed no flashlight or night-vision goggles; he could see everything around him clearly as he quickly moved through the tomb passage.

Ahead, the path ended, replaced by a seemingly bottomless abyss. Looking down, he saw a huge tree below. Scattered noises emanated from beneath, as if many people were down there.

There was no path, but vines, the thickest as wide as a wrist, snaked down the four walls of the abyss, offering a means to climb down.

Chu Hao didn’t plan to go down immediately, so he found a hidden spot and concealed himself.

Why do this?

Chu Hao wanted to see just how many people were eyeing King Chu’s Tomb and what sort of backgrounds they had.

Soon, exclamations and screams echoed from all around. The same thing had happened in all eight tomb passages: the Ghost Samurai had revived.

Everyone ran for their lives in unison, not even attempting to fight back. Upon reaching the edge of the abyss, some, in their panic, accidentally fell, their screams swallowed by the depths as they plummeted.