Chapter 245

Li Yi stared at the direction Wang Qiao had vanished, his expression grim—he still couldn't understand how the man had appeared before him out of nowhere, or how he had vanished just as suddenly.

If he possessed such an ability, wouldn't it be effortless for him to kill us all?

Yet he didn't strike.

"Am I the same kind of person as him? What did he mean by 'fearing my death might awaken vengeful spirits'? Could there be some connection between us? That's impossible—I've only just crossed over today, with no ties to this world at all. How could I possibly be linked to Wang Qiao? He must have mistaken me."

Li Yi's mind was now filled with countless questions; Wang Qiao's few words had revealed much, but he had no idea what those clues meant.

After all, he still knew nothing about this world.

If possible, he should find a local to ask.

But extraordinary people in this world seemed rare—his team had searched the city thoroughly and found no one like Wang Qiao; everyone they encountered was ordinary. Li Yi had reason to believe that the world's supernatural power was held by only a tiny fraction.

That small group possessed extraordinary strength, capable of dealing with the malevolent entities he'd just encountered.

And since such powerful individuals were few, the cultivation circle here must be small and insular—ordinary people had no way to even access it.

"But Wang Qiao said before leaving that I'd receive a letter in three days, asking us cross-over individuals to deliver it? What did that mean?" Li Yi pondered for a moment, but found no answers. He finally decided to set it aside for now and deal with immediate matters first.

Looking at Xu Qiu's corpse on the ground, he didn't hesitate—he carried her body out of the city and into a deserted suburb.

Since ghosts and incomprehensible horrors existed in this world, Xu Qiu's corpse should not be preserved after death—cremation was better.

In the suburb, Li Yi gathered some dry trees, chopped them into pieces with a casual swing, piled them together, and set them alight, cremating Xu Qiu's body.

He guarded the pyre for hours, ensuring no one noticed. When he saw her body was nearly reduced to ash, he struck a few palm blows—his Qi Refining-stage martial energy erupted, pulverizing the remaining unburned bones into powder, then dispersed the debris as ash across the wasteland with a final surge of force.

Thus, all traces of Xu Qiu in this world were erased.

"Sorry—I can't take your body or ashes home. I can only let you return to dust and earth here," Li Yi murmured, gazing at the embers, then turned and left without delay.

He didn't wander aimlessly through the suburbs—he returned straight to Dazhuang City.

Li Yi had witnessed the terror of ghosts in this world—he didn't want to be alone again when another vengeful spirit appeared. Since most ordinary people lived safely in the city, blending in would be relatively secure, and he believed such horrors were rare.

After all, if such things were everywhere in the city, no one would be left alive.

But where should he go now?

Li Yi wandered the city streets at midnight, thinking about his next move.

"Perhaps I should seek out Wang Qiao. Though he showed hostility toward us cross-over individuals, he didn't attack directly—maybe I can try to make contact and extract information about vengeful spirits and the world's supernatural power from him." He considered it: better to find Wang Qiao than anyone else.

But when he returned to the previously sealed building, Li Yi froze.

The police tape was gone.

The once pitch-black building now glowed with lights—everything seemed calm again.

What happened?

The building had contained such a terrifying entity—why had it been unsealed so suddenly?

Wait.

Li Yi immediately realized—the entity inside must have been successfully neutralized, which was why the police tape had been removed and the building reopened.

"Was it Wang Qiao who did it? What method did he use to deal with that old opera costume?"

Li Yi desperately wanted to know what kind of technique could combat ghosts in this world—if he had the chance, he must learn it. Otherwise, walking this world was too dangerous; if he encountered another ghost, his Qi Refining-stage evolution would offer no resistance—he'd be killed as easily as an ordinary person.

With the police tape gone, he had no way to find Wang Qiao now.

He had no choice—he left, planning to find a place to rest.

But Li Yi had no ID in this world—he couldn't check into a hotel, and he didn't want to leave traces. After thinking, he decided to spend the night on the roof of a building: open view, low risk, and he could test how fast he could cultivate here.

He arrived beneath a modest residential building.

Li Yi looked up, then unleashed a burst of energy from his feet—he leapt upward, and as his momentum faded, he kicked the wall, using the rebound to launch himself again. Within seconds of agile leaps and adjustments, he reached the rooftop.

He was about to set down his backpack and enter meditation.

Suddenly.

Li Yi sensed something—he narrowed his pupils, their glow flaring as he stared sharply in one direction.

It was the opposite residential building.

It was deep night—ordinary people should have been asleep. Yet in his vision, a woman in pajamas stood on her balcony, staring at him in stunned silence, smartphone in hand—she must have accidentally witnessed Li Yi scaling the building and had even filmed it.

"Unlucky—someone actually saw me at this hour," Li Yi muttered with resignation. He considered ignoring her, but given his status as a cross-over individual, he decided he must speak with her—delete the evidence on her phone.

He shouldered his backpack again, stepped back several paces, then sprinted and leapt from the building's fifteenth floor.

In an instant, he was airborne between the two buildings.

"No way—he just jumped off the roof? Is he even human?" Zheng Yaoyao, standing on the balcony, was dumbfounded. She'd woken up unable to sleep and stepped out for air—only to see a man scaling the wall and reaching the roof in seconds.

She'd thought it was a hallucination—until he jumped off the roof again.

But the distance… too far. Wait—was he heading toward me?

Zheng Yaoyao panicked and bolted back inside.

The next moment.

A faint sound, followed by a tremor in the ground—a tall figure leapt from midair and landed precisely on the balcony.

Li Yi's Qi Refining martial technique allowed him to land nearly silently.

He rose calmly and walked toward the room.

"D-don't come closer!" Zheng Yaoyao trembled violently inside, clutching her phone to call the police, but her hands shook so badly she nearly dropped it.

"Delete what you just recorded. I'll leave immediately," Li Yi said. "I'm just passing through—I have no intention of harming you."

"I didn't record anything—I was just taking a selfie on the balcony," Zheng Yaoyao hurriedly explained.

"Your word isn't enough—I'll check myself." Li Yi stepped forward and snatched the phone from her hand, then squeezed it with his palm.

The phone shattered instantly under his grip, beyond any possible repair.

He then pulled ten thousand yuan from his backpack and tossed it onto the nearby table: "This is compensation—go buy a new phone."

He didn't abuse his power; if he damaged someone's property, he paid for it.

After finishing, Li Yi turned toward the balcony, preparing to leave and find another building to rest in.

"W-wait!" Seeing Li Yi wasn't a threat and meant her no harm, Zheng Yaoyao suddenly found courage and called out: "Excuse me—are you the legendary Ghost Tamer?"

Li Yi, poised to leap from the balcony, froze at the words "Ghost Tamer."

Ghost Tamer?

He turned sharply to the woman: "What's a Ghost Tamer?"

"A Ghost Tamer is someone who deals with ghosts—don't you know that?" Zheng Yaoyao said.

So people who deal with ghosts are called Ghost Tamers? So the world's supernatural beings are called Ghost Tamers.

Li Yi's mind immediately recalled Wang Qiao—he must be one of those who dealt with ghosts, one of the Ghost Tamers.

"I'm not a Ghost Tamer. Where did you hear about them?" He strode forward, his eyes glowing as he fixed her with a piercing stare.

Under his gaze, Zheng Yaoyao's hair stood on end—as if a legendary beast had locked onto her. A primal, instinctive terror surged through her, draining her strength until she nearly collapsed.

The gap in life-tier between ordinary people and evolvers was too vast—she couldn't withstand even a fraction of his aura.

It was like an ordinary person facing a tiger: just a close, predatory stare could paralyze them. Li Yi's life-tier, in front of ordinary humans, surpassed even the apex predator of the food chain—so Zheng Yaoyao's fear was natural.

Li Yi realized this and immediately restrained his blood qi, suppressing his aura. Only then did Zheng Yaoyao begin to breathe easier.

"I want all information about Ghost Tamers. If you tell me, I'll give you unexpected rewards," he said seriously.

With the suffocating pressure gone, Zheng Yaoyao regained her breath and spoke without hesitation: "I—I don't know much. I only heard about Ghost Tamers from a coworker—he saw it on a livestream."

"Livestream?" Li Yi said. "Which streamer talked about Ghost Tamers?"

"A streamer named Wodejier Yingbangbang—he mentioned them, but his channel's been banned," Zheng Yaoyao replied.

Banned?

That made sense.

The world's supernatural power was held by Ghost Tamers, who were few in number—they couldn't be exposed to the public. If the authorities deliberately suppressed this information, most ordinary people would never know. Any streamer revealing such secrets would be shut down immediately.

"The channel's been banned—so the information must have spread. How much do you know?" Li Yi asked her.