Chapter 32: Qi Practitioners Are Different

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Wen Suxin felt a deep sense of guilt toward Li Yanshu. Whenever she imagined Li Yanshu, drenched and dragging his swollen, waterlogged body, coming to seek revenge on her, she grew restless and uneasy.

Seeing this, Huan Xiao patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: “It’s alright, don’t think about it anymore. It’s all in the past; after a while, you’ll forget.”

Wen Suxin kept returning to the same topic, which began to grate on Huan Xiao’s nerves. Yet when Wen Suxin noticed that Huan Xiao no longer argued back, a small sense of relief blossomed in her heart.

Recalling Huan Xiao’s earlier questions, Wen Suxin quietly reminded her, “Xiao Huan, remember never to get close to the Spirit Controllers. They look down on ordinary people. If they show you kindness without reason, they’re either scheming or stealing. No Spirit Controller treats common folks with genuine warmth.”

“If they’re willing to lower themselves and interact equally, it’s because they want something from you.”

Huan Xiao shook her head, replying, “I’ve told you, I’m not trying to get into their circle. I like being on my own.”

Wen Suxin pursed her lips. “Change your mind as soon as you can. Once you enter this twisted game, no player stays alone forever. Do you know how powerful those vengeful spirits are? Do you know how hard it is to find a path to survival left by the game?”

“To stay alive, players have to cooperate, each taking what they need. That’s the only way to scrape by in both the game and the real world.”

“We have only one life. Once it’s gone, it’s truly gone. The ghosts can make countless mistakes, but if we slip once, we never get another chance.”

Huan Xiao smiled and asked teasingly, “Then why did you follow Brother Qiang’s choice just now? Shouldn’t you pick the path you think is right? After all, you said we don’t get to make mistakes.”

“How can it be the same?”

Wen Suxin immediately retorted, “Brother Qiang is a Spirit Controller, a powerful one. His choice can’t be wrong.”

Huan Xiao shook her head and decided not to pursue the topic further. She had no intention of changing someone else’s mind and would simply stick to her own beliefs.

“Xiao Huan, you’re still new. You don’t understand yet. After you’ve been through a few rounds, you’ll see. I’ve survived six games because I wasn’t ashamed to follow the Spirit Controllers.”

Wen Suxin even boasted boldly, “As long as we follow the Spirit Controllers, we can definitely survive by squeezing through the cracks in the game!”

“Wow, Wen Suxin, so determined. Keep it up.”

Huan Xiao’s deadpan delivery nearly drove Wen Suxin mad.

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Wen Suxin raised her eyebrows and said seriously, “I’m being serious. Spirit Controllers really are that strong... Never mind, you’ll understand once you see for yourself. You didn’t see any Spirit Controllers in your first two games, so it’s normal you don’t believe me now. But once you’ve seen them, you’ll know I’m not joking.”

What she didn’t know was that Huan Xiao had indeed encountered Spirit Controllers.

The Spirit Controllers in the first game had some strength, but they could only handle weak ghosts. Slightly stronger demons left even those ‘powerful’ Spirit Controllers helpless.

It was even worse in the second game, where Spirit Controllers couldn’t withstand a single strike from the White-Robed Female Ghost.

The game never intended to give players the power to truly fight the fierce spirits.

The so-called Spirit Controllers seemed more like toys given to amuse the ghosts.

...While the boat continued moving forward, the players still hadn’t come up with a plan.

They could only hope that the Spirit Controllers in their group would protect them thoroughly.

Suddenly, the water’s surface began to bubble violently, like boiling water.

The popping of bubbles sounded like the growling belly of a colossal beast.

“What’s... what’s happening?”

Wen Suxin instinctively grabbed Huan Xiao’s arm, trembling on the boat.

The boat rocked wildly on the churning water, terrifying everyone.

One person even fell into the river, causing two others on the boat to fall in as well. The dark river water swallowed them all.

“Hold onto the boat tightly! Don’t move!”

A girl wearing a sunhat took charge, her tone strict.

The others realized the gravity of the situation and grabbed the boat hand in hand, unwilling to move at all.

Beside Huan Xiao, Wen Suxin also gripped the boat with all her strength.

Seeing everyone crouched low, holding the boat, even the Spirit Controllers included, Huan Xiao pretended to hold on tightly as well.

In truth, she was infused with ghost energy and didn’t need brute strength to stabilize herself.

Luckily, no one was paying attention to others right now, so no one noticed Huan Xiao’s odd behavior.

Beneath the turbulent water’s surface, countless dark shadows emerged.

“Look! Something’s coming up from underwater!”

Brother Qiang shouted, but without panic.

It seemed he had long known this path wouldn’t be safe.

“What kind of ghosts are those? There are so many of them.”

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“Could they be sharks?”

“Are you stupid? Sharks appear at a time like this? If they were sharks, that’d be a relief.”

“Hair... I see so much hair. They’re coming up!”

Amid the crowd’s fearful and anxious gazes, the shadows beneath the water began to take shape.

Wen Suxin screamed in terror, burying her face in her elbows, unwilling to face what was coming.

Huan Xiao, however, cautiously leaned closer to the water.

She saw clusters of ghost energy rising from below. The scene was rare and strangely beautiful.

It felt like black lights shining underwater—very unique.

But what others saw was a world apart from Huan Xiao’s perception.

They saw bodies whose faces were blurred, flesh rotted into lumps, surfacing.

“Ahhh! It’s Wang Hua! He’s come back for revenge!”

Red Hair’s expression turned horrified the moment he recognized the clothes on the corpse.

That was a teammate from his previous boat. They had spoken and exchanged names, but to see him again like this was shocking.

Several dead bodies underwater confronting the living on the boat.

Huan Xiao also saw the corpse beside their boat.

It was Li Yanshu.

His face was a rotten mess, swollen like a bloated goldfish with grayish skin. If not for his clothes, Huan Xiao might not have recognized him at all.

In just a few short minutes, he had transformed into a ghostly creature—something Huan Xiao hadn’t expected.

“It’s Yanshu! He’s... he’s back...”

Perhaps Wen Suxin hadn’t even recalled Li Yanshu’s real name yet; she only saw the terrifying, gruesome corpse before her.

Under the gaze of the corpse, Wen Suxin instinctively withdrew her hand from its proximity and scrambled behind Huan Xiao, trembling as she whispered:

“Ahhh, don’t come for me! I didn’t mean it! I didn’t know anything! If you’re dead, then just stay dead. Reincarnate quickly!”

Fortunately, the water’s surface had calmed. Otherwise, Wen Suxin surely would have fallen into the river to join Li Yanshu.