C12 Establishing the Ghost Contract

A mentally disturbed man and a deceased spirit somehow managed to keep themselves entertained until well past midnight.

Yawning, Ye Cheng stretched out on the couch, his eyes landing on the ghost's chest. "Huh? What's that on your chest?"

The ghost touched his chest with a detached expression and replied, "It's a Soul Suppressing Nail."

"A Soul Suppressing Nail? What's that?" Ye Cheng leaned in closer, intrigued, and tugged at the ghost's clothing.

"It's to suppress vengeful spirits. I have seven of them in total," the ghost revealed without holding anything back.

Removing his shoes, two Soul Suppressing Nails were revealed on the ghost's feet. As he spread his hands, two more were seen in each palm, and with additional nails on his chest, head, and neck, there were seven in all.

"Who would do such a cruel thing? Summon them here; I'll make them feel what it's like to have these nails in their own flesh!" Ye Cheng exclaimed, his anger palpable.

"It doesn't matter. They're all dead now," the ghost murmured quietly, his gaze downcast, not disclosing who had placed the Soul Suppressing Nails on him.

Ye Cheng considered how painful it must be for such a young child to be pierced with nails. "Little girl, let me help you take out these nails. It must hurt terribly."

"Don't bother; they can't be removed," the ghost said dismissively.

"How will we know unless we try? Let me help you!" Ye Cheng insisted.

Without waiting for consent, he grasped the Soul Suppressing Nail on her chest and began to pull.

As soon as Ye Cheng's hand made contact with the nail, a mechanical voice echoed in his ears again.

Congratulations to the host for unlocking the Ghost Yin Hand. Both hands can now touch malevolent and sinister entities.

Before Ye Cheng could fully comprehend the voice in his head, he applied a bit more force, and the nail in the little ghost's chest came out. A dark mist, as black as ink, billowed from the spot where the nail had been.

"Ah!"

The little ghost screamed in agony, a sound so piercing that it shattered the lights in the internet cafe, plunging the entire place into darkness.

Holding the Soul Suppressing Nail, Ye Cheng looked at it with suspicion and concern. "Are you okay?"

The little ghost didn't respond verbally but extended both hands toward Ye Cheng, clearly indicating a desire for him to remove the remaining Soul Suppressing Nails.

Upon witnessing the scene, Wang Anshi, who had been observing from the sidelines, couldn't resist speaking up, "Ye Cheng, come here. I need to discuss something with you."

Puzzled, Ye Cheng turned to look at Wang Anshi, suspecting that headquarters might be assigning him a new task. He tossed the nail he was holding onto the ground and hurried over to Wang Anshi.

"Is there a message from headquarters?"

Wang Anshi nearly let the matter slip his mind, but the issue at hand was far more pressing.

"The souls bound by the Soul Suppressing Nails are usually filled with deep resentment and are unable to reincarnate. Three nails are enough to restrain evil spirits, let alone seven on her. You cannot remove them."

Ye Cheng's gaze softened at the sight of the little ghost's forlorn expression, finding it difficult to remain indifferent. "T100, she's just a little girl. It's heartbreaking that she has seven nails in her."

"That's not an option. She's an extremely dangerous ghost. She's already taken many lives!"

The little ghost let out a chilling laugh, tilting his head to fix his pale eyes on Wang Anshi and the others, sending shivers down their spines.

"They all deserved to die." The little ghost's footsteps dragged, the grating sound of the Soul Suppressing Nails scraping the floor was unnerving.

Suddenly, the air thickened with malice. The Supernatural Bureau agents swiftly assumed defensive stances, prepared to lay down their lives to safeguard their chief.

Ye Cheng, oblivious to the danger, sprang to his feet. "I don't care how pitiful she is. I have to remove those nails."

The irrational are beyond the influence of reason; once they fixate on an idea, they're compelled to act.

The little ghost halted at Ye Cheng's declaration.

Ye Cheng strode towards the little ghost and deftly removed the remaining Soul Suppressing Nails. A torrent of resentment gushed from the wounds, lifting them both into the air amidst a miasma of dark energy.

Warning! Warning! The host is being consumed by resentment. The ghost has transformed into a vengeful spirit. The host must vanquish it immediately.

"Ah!"

The little ghost's once grey eyes slowly turned a deep, blood red as his roar echoed to the heavens. A barrier of chilling Yin Qi enveloped both him and Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng was struck by the ghost's malevolent energy, sending him hurtling through the air. In that instant, he experienced a fleeting moment of lucidity.

"Host, please be cautious. The malevolent ghost is drawing near. Be vigilant!"

Before Ye Cheng could grasp the situation, an unseen force seized his throat, dragging him toward the ghost. The sensation of choking brought him face to face with death.

"Kid, what's... what's happened to you?" Ye Cheng managed to choke out.

The ghost paid no attention to Ye Cheng, instead gazing at the music box on the table. With a mere flick of her finger, the music box levitated and settled gently into her palm.

"By human pact and soul's accord, though separate paths we tread, our fates are intertwined. I am ready to forge a Ghost Contract with you, binding until death parts us."

As the music from the box began to play, a deep red Blood Bead slowly formed between the ghost's brows. She took Ye Cheng's hand, drawing blood from his fingertip, and as their blood mingled, it merged seamlessly.

"Danger! Danger! Host, you must awaken immediately. A vengeful ghost seeks to bind you with a Ghost Contract!"

"Danger! Danger! Host, regain consciousness swiftly. A resentful ghost is attempting to forge a Ghost Contract with you!"

"Ye Cheng, snap out of it, damn it!"

"Who's cursing at me?" Ye Cheng abruptly came to his senses, but it was too late. The Blood Bead between him and the ghost had already fused.

The human blood seeped into the ghost's Soul Body, and her surrounding aura of bitterness began to dissipate.

"Damn, what's this? Why is my finger throbbing so much?"

Ye Cheng winced as he rose from the ground, his bleeding finger causing him distress. "Great, how many servings of red braised pork will it take to make up for all this blood loss?"

A system alert informed him that his body had sustained damage and was now undergoing repair.

As Ye Cheng watched in amazement, the cut on his fingertip visibly healed. He couldn't take his eyes off his finger, astonished by the rapid recovery.

"My finger, it's regenerating?"

You fool, I'm the one helping you.

Leaping up from the ground, Ye Cheng shouted with exhilaration, "It has to be the special ability granted to me by headquarters. I truly am the most exceptional member from Multi-star Planet!"

It's me! I'm the one repairing your body, not Multi-star Planet! Are you listening to me?

Caught up in his excitement, Ye Cheng wasn't paying any attention to the system speaking to him. He bounded over to Wang Anshi in just a few strides, took his hand earnestly, and said, "Thank you for this opportunity, headquarters. I promise to give it my all!"