Chapter 33: Life-Threatening Trial

Chapter 33: Life-Threatening Trial

Seeing Yang Haoran nod in agreement, Master Jiang also nodded, then led him out of the small wooden house. It was almost twelve o'clock at this time. After they paid their respects to the Death God on time at twelve o'clock, they left the Death God Temple.

"There's another trial, I hope you can pass it. As long as you do, you'll gain the power you desire."

Master Jiang, with a hint of excitement and nervousness, led Yang Haoran out of the Death God Temple, then directly to the parking lot outside the temple.

Night had fallen, and there were few vehicles parked in the parking lot. Master Jiang stopped in front of a black sedan with Yang Haoran.

"Get in the car. I'll take you somewhere." Master Jiang said as he opened the car door and got in.

This black sedan was ordinary; a new one could be bought for just tens of thousands of New Genesis Coins. Yang Haoran was familiar with this black sedan; it was not only Master Jiang's vehicle but also used by other temple priests. Whenever they needed to purchase something or handle affairs, they would use this inexpensive sedan.

Yang Haoran didn't know where Master Jiang was taking him, but he obediently got into the car. After all, he had no say in the matter.

Without wasting words, Master Jiang stepped on the gas and sped down the mountain with Yang Haoran.

Neither of them spoke in the car. Master Jiang focused on driving while Yang Haoran pondered over other matters.

Where was Master Jiang taking him?

What would be his next trial?

As he contemplated, Yang Haoran couldn't help but feel a sense of worry. Combined with what Master Jiang had said to him in the small wooden house earlier, he felt that this trial might be even more difficult than he imagined, perhaps... even risking his life.

Of course, this was just his speculation, and he didn't know if it would turn out as he feared.

The black sedan came to a halt, snapping Yang Haoran out of his thoughts. He tried to force a smile to ease his inner tension as he looked out the window and asked Master Jiang, "Master Jiang, where are we?"Điscover new chapters at novelhall.com

Before he could finish his sentence, the forced smile on Yang Haoran's face froze, and his expression became vivid.

"Oh no, how did we end up here?" Yang Haoran swallowed hard, muttering to himself. He seemed to have realized something dreadful and turned abruptly to Master Jiang, asking, "Master Jiang, my next trial isn't here, is it?"

Fear filled Yang Haoran's eyes, and even his voice trembled slightly. Master Jiang simply nodded in response, his expression confirming Yang Haoran's worst fears.

Receiving such a definitive answer from Master Jiang, Yang Haoran felt his whole body go weak. It seemed like Master Jiang's response had drained him of all his strength in an instant.

The sedan stopped on a small road. On one side of the car was an iron gate, and behind it stood a dilapidated old building with a courtyard.

This was one of the infamous haunted places in Lecheng. Every local in Lecheng knew about this dilapidated old building, and it filled them with fear. Even the bravest wouldn't dare step foot in here at night.

Yes, this was the same decrepit old building that had terrified Yang Haoran into a frantic sprint last time. Now, seeing it outside the car window, his reaction was equally intense because of the horror and eeriness it exuded.

Master Jiang paid no heed to Yang Haoran's reaction, opened the car door, and got out, gesturing for Yang Haoran to do the same.

"Come on, your trial awaits here."

Master Jiang glanced at Yang Haoran with some surprise, his gaze carrying many thoughts. He spoke, "According to the rules, you only have two choices: enter the old building and stay until dawn, or go home and sleep until morning. Going home to retrieve something isn't an option. However, I can make an exception this time, but you must hurry. If that person takes issue with it, not only will you not pass the trial, but I'll also be implicated."

Yang Haoran nodded, expressing his gratitude. Master Jiang then asked for Yang Haoran's address, stepped on the gas, and drove off.

The old building wasn't far from Yang Haoran's general store. Within moments, the black sedan pulled up in front of the store. Yang Haoran rushed into the shop, and in less than three minutes, he emerged carrying his yellow messenger bag, locked the door, and got back into the car.

Yang Haoran had intended to buy some time, so he could spend fewer minutes in the old building, but he was afraid of jeopardizing matters, so he abandoned the idea.

Master Jiang didn't inquire about what Yang Haoran had retrieved. Seeing Yang Haoran back in the car, he wasted no time and stepped on the gas again.

Outside the old building, Yang Haoran stood before the rusty iron gate, his face pale under the cold moonlight.

"Don't make any more requests; otherwise, it'll be difficult for me," Master Jiang said, watching Yang Haoran's back.

Yang Haoran turned around, his face contorting into a smile even more unpleasant than a cry. From his bulging yellow messenger bag, he pulled out two cards and handed them to Master Jiang.

"What's this?"

Master Jiang took the cards and, under the moonlight, saw that one was a bank card, and the other was an ID card.

"The ID card has my home address on it. The bank card contains all my savings over the years. The password is on the back. If I don't make it out tonight, please give the cards to my parents." Yang Haoran spoke with forced nonchalance, smiling as he spoke. At this moment, his words sounded like last-minute instructions.

Master Jiang understood Yang Haoran's meaning and said, "Consider it done. You're right; it's necessary for you to do this."

The phrase 'it's necessary' caused Yang Haoran's mouth to twitch involuntarily.

Without further ado, he turned and approached the rusty iron gate in front of him.

"I'll wait outside for you to come out, but if you encounter any danger inside, I cannot intervene. Even if you die inside, it'll remain so. Therefore, you must rely on yourself," Master Jiang said to Yang Haoran's back.

"Absolutely!"

Yang Haoran replied with two words, then took out something from his bag. It was a bottle of strong liquor, about a pound in size.

Opening the bottle, Yang Haoran drank it down in one gulp, just like drinking beer.

Crash!

The empty bottle shattered on the ground as Yang Haoran kicked the rusty iron gate shut behind him with a bang, as if throwing a tantrum.

The sudden sound startled Yang Haoran, causing him to tremble. The alcohol hadn't yet taken effect, so how could he not feel a little apprehensive?

However, he didn't turn back. He walked straight through the courtyard and toward the looming old building.

At this moment, the old building seemed like a malicious demon, grinning as it awaited the arrival of Yang Haoran, a living sacrifice!