Chapter 151: spirit master

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The car raced along the highway, Yang Haoran frowned, his expression serious.

If things continued like this, he would lose track of the Skin Ghost.

Just as he was worrying about this, Yang Haoran suddenly raised his eyebrows and stopped!ViiSiit novelbi/n(.)c/(o)m for latest novels

"Can't hold on anymore? Keep running, even if I don't chase you, your soul will scatter."

Yang Haoran sneered inwardly. The Skin Ghost was already weak. Even though it had managed to replenish itself by devouring Guo Yu before escaping, it couldn't withstand the scorching sunlight. If it didn't find a place heavy with Yin Qi to heal and recover at this moment, it would undoubtedly meet a tragic end.

After a moment, Yang Haoran stepped on the brake, and the car stopped at Nine Dragon Hill.

Getting out of the car, he sprinted towards the location of the Cemetery.

Through his senses, it was indeed here that the Skin Ghost had escaped to. But besides the Skin Ghost, there were also several undead creatures here.

Returning to Nine Dragon Hill Cemetery once again, compared to the last time, the Yin Qi here was obviously much heavier. Without Xu Meijing coming to clean up, Nine Dragon Hill gradually had new undead emerging. With the presence of undead, the Yin Qi here naturally intensified.

The severely injured Skin Ghost must have fled here in one breath. Apart from wanting to recover its strength through the rich Yin Qi here, it probably also had the idea of devouring other undead to enhance its own power.

Of course, Yang Haoran wouldn't give the Skin Ghost this opportunity to recover. If he let the Skin Ghost recover, not only would he have wasted his efforts today, but he would also encounter more trouble in the future. That was not what he wanted to see.

His gaze fell on the most remote corner of the Cemetery. Yang Haoran walked briskly over and finally stopped in front of a large tree.

Taking out a cigarette case, he lit one for himself. After taking a deep drag, he spoke, "I've been chasing you all this way, not even having time for a smoke break. You're really fast."

It was eerily quiet all around, with no sound at all. Yang Haoran's words sounded like the muttering of a lunatic to outsiders.

"It's useless to escape here. Come out, don't make me continue chasing you, I'm tired."

Yang Haoran took another drag on his cigarette and said lightly.

A chilly wind blew, and a blurry figure slowly emerged from the tree trunk, then slowly walked out.

No longer the terrifying charred appearance, what appeared in front of Yang Haoran this time was a man who looked honest and straightforward.

At this moment, the man's face no longer showed any fierceness. Instead, there was only a sense of pity and helplessness. Coupled with his ethereal and seemingly dissipating soul, his current appearance seemed even more pitiful and helpless.

He was naturally the Skin Ghost. However, the Skin Ghost at this moment did not face Yang Haoran with the tragic appearance it had before death, but rather returned to its appearance in life.

The reason why he didn't continue to attack the Skin Ghost was that Yang Haoran knew that even if he attacked again, the Skin Ghost would interrupt him. He didn't want to engage in meaningless actions. To successfully capture the Skin Ghost in the Soul Gathering Bead, he had to deal with this sudden intruder first.

The reason he frowned earlier was that he sensed a fluctuation of power approaching. This fluctuation was very familiar to him, extremely similar to the Yin Spirit Power within him.

He had thought whether the newcomer might be another Night Watch, but the words spoken now directly contradicted his speculation.

If the other party were truly a Night Watch, they would never have spoken like that.

After recalling the Soul Gathering Bead, Yang Haoran remained vigilant against the Skin Ghost, preventing it from escaping or launching a sneak attack. Slowly turning around, he looked towards the source of the voice.

A teenager of seventeen or eighteen was walking towards him from a distance. His lips were curled up with arrogance and defiance, his gaze filled with strong provocation, and his body swaying as he approached Yang Haoran.

Seeing the other party's demeanor, Yang Haoran's brow furrowed even tighter. However, soon after, his frown relaxed, and a hint of a smile appeared on his face.

He smiled warmly, as if he had suddenly seen a long-lost friend, looking very happy.

This reaction puzzled the arrogant teenager. His previous words, coupled with his action of knocking away the other party's Soul Gathering Bead, would typically enrage any Night Watch. Yet, the uncle in front of him was still smiling.

The smile was so warm, seemingly without any malice towards him.

The young teenager arrived in front of Yang Haoran and stopped. First, he scrutinized Yang Haoran up and down, then a look of confusion appeared on his face, and he asked Yang Haoran, "Do we know each other?"

The smile on Yang Haoran's face became even more pronounced as he replied to the young teenager, "Guess."

The teenager frowned, showing a pensive expression, and once again observed Yang Haoran from head to toe.

Yang Haoran observed all of this, his face still wearing a friendly smile, but his heart filled with coldness.

"No wonder the power fluctuation emanating from you is so similar to Yin Spirit Power. So, you're a spirit master."

Yang Haoran recognized the identity of the young teenager. However, he didn't seem very friendly towards spirit masters, though he didn't show it on his face.

The teenager didn't notice this. He continued to scrutinize Yang Haoran, especially his face, examining it repeatedly and carefully.

Finally, he shook his head and said, "Your appearance is too ordinary. I really can't remember where I've seen you before. But it seems like you recognize me. That's great. I'll take this ghost. Do you have any objections?"

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