Ghost Catching System

Chu Hao killed Ghost Mountain Split, which left everyone in shock.

An examiner exclaimed, "I thought he was doomed just now, but it turns out he had a plan. At such a young age, he has such combat awareness, truly extraordinary talent."

The peculiar room scene returned to normal, the door opened, and Shen Qian walked in with a group of examiners.

Chu Hao saw Shen Qian and was not too surprised, as he had already guessed.

That day, when Yellow-robed Student Pang Jian caused trouble, President Luo and Shen Qian suddenly appeared; their strength and status were certainly not ordinary.

An examiner stepped forward and said, "Zhang Qian, Zhao Sisi, Feng Ai... Congratulations to the above ten apprentices for becoming White-robed Students."

The ten people were ecstatic.

The examiner continued, "September, Qin Lu, Xiao Qinghe, congratulations to you three for becoming Yellow-robed Students."

The three of September were extremely excited.

The examiner continued, "As for Red-robed Students, no one met the standards."

Those not named looked disappointed.

At the same time, everyone’s gaze turned to Chu Hao, filled with admiration, envy, respect, and other emotions. But he didn’t become a Red-robed Student either?

How is that possible?

After announcing these names, the examiner retreated and did not speak again, leaving Chu Hao frowning.

What’s the meaning? I wasn’t named?

Shen Qian looked at Zhang Han and said, "Zhang Han, congratulations on becoming a Blue-robed Student."

Chu Hao wasn’t particularly bothered, but September couldn’t suppress his joy and screamed in excitement for him.

All the apprentices were envious; he has the strength, so being a Blue-robed Student is well-deserved.

Shen Qian looked at Chu Hao and said, "You follow me."

Chu Hao nodded slightly, and others also left one after another.

The two walked into a room, Shen Qian sat on a chair, her delicate eyebrows arched and her lips tender as if dripping. She crossed her hands and looked at Chu Hao with a scrutinizing gaze, speaking softly, "Who exactly are you?"

Chu Hao smiled, "Teacher, I’m Zhang Han."

Shen Qian snorted coldly, emitting a terrifying aura. Some tables and chairs in the room trembled, "I’ve already investigated your information; firstly, Zhang Han doesn’t possess such strength. Secondly, I’ve contacted your uncle, Zhang Desheng, and he said that your talent is good but absolutely doesn’t have this kind of ability."

Shen Qian’s cold voice said, "Moreover, I’ve already summoned your uncle Zhang Desheng here. Let’s see how calm you can remain when you meet him."

Chu Hao cursed inwardly; this woman had already investigated him; the people of Jiuhua Glory Holy Land were really extraordinary.

Shen Qian sneered, "Speak! Who exactly are you? If you don’t explain today, you won’t leave this door."

With a "click,"

The door was locked, and curse rune marks appeared inside the room, indicating a pace to prevent Chu Hao from escaping.

"Where is the real Zhang Han?"

Shen Qian stood up, her clothes moving automatically without wind, her icy face showing no expression, ready to act any moment.

Chu Hao sighed, "Do we have to do this? I really am Zhang Han."

Shen Qian said, "Historically, when spies are discovered within Jiuhua Sacred Land, their end is usually miserable. If you still don’t admit, things will be different later."

Chu Hao looked at the surrounding walls, "It’s just the two of us here, right?"

Shen Qian nodded slightly, "Dealing with a spy like you requires no one else; I am enough."

Chu Hao laughed, "You’re overly confident?"

Shen Qian sneered, ready to strike.

Seeing her about to act, Chu Hao quickly said, "Wait, what I say next, I don’t want a third person to know."

Shen Qian’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, "Speak."

Chu Hao stroked his chin, "How should I say it? I’m Wang Changsheng’s disciple; I returned this time hoping no one would notice, so I disguised myself as Zhang Han."

Shen Qian looked at Chu Hao with an astonished face, angrily saying, "Nonsense, Jiuhua’s ancestor Wang Changsheng disappeared; how could you be his disciple? Don’t treat me like an idiotic fool."

Chu Hao speechless.

Chu Hao said, "I really am Wang Changsheng’s disciple."

He cursed inwardly, this task is really a pitfall; damn Wang Changsheng left nothing for him to prove.

Chu Hao took a deep breath, "Can you help me find Wang Changsheng’s relative, Wang Yuyan? She can help prove it."

Shen Qian angrily said, "The ancestor Wang Yuyan died three thousand years ago; you’re full of nonsense."

Chu Hao felt as if thunder struck him, Wang Yuyan died?

Damn it, Wang Changsheng, I have sworn eternal enmity with you; how am I going to find them?

Chu Hao said seriously, "I need Wang Changsheng’s descendants to prove it; I don’t trust anyone else."

Shen Qian said, "Fine, stay here and wait."

Chu Hao said, "It’s a significant matter, it can’t be known by others, lest it means death for both you and me."

Seeing Chu Hao speak so seriously, Shen Qian believed him halfway; she said, "The ancestor Wang Changsheng’s descendants, only Wang Lingyun remains nowadays."

Chu Hao said, "I only want to see him."

Shen Qian left, leaving Chu Hao alone in the room, his heart uneasy; this damn Wang Changsheng had duped him.

After waiting for about two hours, the door finally opened, and two people walked in.

In addition to Shen Qian, there was an elderly man, looking around eighty years old, his real age unknown, seemingly in poor health.

The old man seemed somewhat excited upon seeing Chu Hao and said, "Where is my grand ancestor?"

Chu Hao said, "Who are you?"

The old man glanced at Shen Qian, who instinctively went out and closed the door.

The old man took a deep breath, looking very unhealthy, like a dying elder, "I am Wang Lingyun, Wang Changsheng’s fourth-generation descendant, Wang Yuyan is my great-grandfather’s elder sister."

Chu Hao shook his head, "I still don’t believe you, unless you can tell me about Wang Changsheng’s past."

Actually, Chu Hao didn’t even know what Wang Changsheng experienced; he just wanted to find proof, avoiding being fooled.

Wang Lingyun couldn’t help but cough, his pale face smiling, "You’re very cautious; I can recount the ancestor’s events of the year, but how will you prove you’re the ancestor’s disciple?"

Chu Hao removed his shirt, revealing the inscription of Ju-on Technique on his back.

Upon seeing Ju-on Technique, Wang Lingyun’s eyes widened, his face filled with incredulity, extremely excited, and he couldn’t help but cough violently.

"Ju-on Technique! You are indeed the ancestor’s disciple," Wang Lingyun said in astonishment.

Chu Hao said, "Can you unravel Ju-on Technique? If you can, I’ll believe you’re the master’s descendant."

Wang Lingyun nodded, "Of course I can."

Chu Hao breathed a sigh of relief, finally having found the right person.

Wang Lingyun drew symbols on Chu Hao’s back, then declared, "Ju-on, dissolve."

Suddenly, rune patterns glowed on Chu Hao’s back, a force flung Wang Lingyun against the wall, making him cough blood, staring in horror at Chu Hao’s back.