Chapter 67: The Ghost-Attracting Magnet!

Watching Ling Qiu and Cheng Youyou leave one after another, Liu Donghai’s rage burned within him like a roaring fire!

Yet at this moment, with his dignity completely trampled, he couldn’t utter a single word.

Feeling the pain coursing through his body and the humiliation festering in his heart, Liu Donghai gritted his teeth hard, pulled out his phone, and dialed a number.

Soon, the call connected.

“Hello! Uncle, it’s me!”

...

Now that he knew his major, Ling Qiu wasted no time and went straight to the Academic Affairs Office to complete his enrollment.

As he stepped outside, he saw Cheng Youyou waiting for him.

She was gazing at him with a probing look, as though trying to see right through him, her eyes fixed on him intently, full of unspoken questions.

“So, you’re in the arts department too? I am as well... but I’m studying music.”

Ling Qiu ignored her, sidestepping her as he continued on his way.

“Hey, wait a second!”

Cheng Youyou called after him.

Ling Qiu acted as if he hadn’t heard her and kept walking.

“Hey! I said wait!”

Cheng Youyou jogged up and blocked his path.

Ling Qiu glanced at her lazily. “What is it?”

Cheng Youyou was momentarily at a loss. Truthfully... she didn’t even know what she wanted.

“I... I was talking to you just now. Why did you ignore me?”

Ling Qiu smiled.

This girl was clearly the pampered princess type. No glaring faults, but a mountain of little princess quirks, no doubt.

“I just didn’t want to.”

Ling Qiu was terse: “Please move aside.”

“You... that’s really rude!”

Cheng Youyou was genuinely frustrated!

She didn’t even know what she wanted to say—she simply couldn’t accept that Ling Qiu was so indifferent to her! Yet... some instinct told her she should linger before this boy a few seconds longer—maybe, just maybe, he’d come to appreciate her beauty and change his attitude!

Ling Qiu could see through a girl like her with a mere glance. This type was used to being flattered and pursued by men, whom she dismissed as fools. But a man like Ling Qiu, utterly indifferent to her, she had probably never encountered before, hence her persistence.

“So, are you done?”

Ling Qiu’s tone was indifferent.

“No!”

Cheng Youyou felt deeply defeated, so she brought up what had happened earlier: “You... do you know how serious the consequences are for provoking Liu Donghai?”

“That’s all?”

“Yes!”

“In my eyes, that’s nothing. Please move.”

“...”

Cheng Youyou was speechless. After a moment’s hesitation, she said, “No, I can’t. After all, it was because of me that you got into trouble with him today. And since we’re in the same department, I can’t just stand by and watch.”

“You mean, I’ll get killed?”

“You will!”

She paused, then added, “Even if you don’t die, you’ll at least lose a layer of skin! That Liu Donghai’s family isn’t just rich—they have officials, military people... do you know who his uncle is? He’s a big shot in one of the provincial military units, and the instructors for our freshman military training are all his uncle’s men!”

“So?”

“...You still don’t realize how serious this is?” Cheng Youyou pressed. “Military training is tough, everyone knows that. If Liu Donghai arranges for his people to be your instructors, do you think you’ll have it easy?”

Ling Qiu had no interest in this pointless conversation. He gave her a slight smile and said a few words more: “Well then, thank you for the reminder, senior. I’ll be careful.”

Seeing his attitude soften, Cheng Youyou nodded in satisfaction, ready to say more, but Ling Qiu had already walked around her and left.

“Hey! Wait!”

But this time, Ling Qiu completely ignored her.

Cheng Youyou didn’t run after him, only stomped her foot in frustration!

This Ling Qiu... was far too arrogant!

She had gone out of her way to speak kindly to him, and this was the thanks she got!

“Hmph! Kindness wasted! If he doesn’t want my help, fine! We’ll see who ends up in tears!”

...

Ling Qiu made his way to the Arts Department.

The college was in a separate building, located at the southernmost end of Jiangnan University.

What greeted the eye was a dazzling sea of bare legs...

At the entrance of the teaching building, there were beautiful girls and handsome boys everywhere—short skirts, shorts, boys’ hair dyed all colors: silver, ochre, bright green, you name it. The girls’ hairstyles varied in length but were at least less flamboyant in color than the boys’.

This was the Arts College, after all—fashionable young men and women abounded.

So Ling Qiu, dressed in his simple attire, seemed just a little out of place.

“Hey man, are you a freshman in the arts department too?”

A voice called out from behind him.

Ling Qiu turned and saw a chubby guy with a round, honest face and a friendly grin.

“Yeah, that’s right. You too?”

“Yep! I am!” The chubby guy stuck out his hand. “Nice to meet you! My name’s Zhao Dezhu, directing major! What about you?”

The chubby fellow was quite likable. Ling Qiu shook his hand politely. “I’m in directing too. My name’s Ling Qiu.”

But at the moment their hands met, Ling Qiu paused slightly.

Hmm?

This Zhao Dezhu...

He possessed a certain constitution!

Yes, with just a handshake, Ling Qiu’s Yanluo Ring gave a faint tremor, and with a quick probe, he discovered that Zhao Dezhu’s yang energy was a bit weak, and his three souls somewhat thin.

Such a constitution was prone to attracting evil spirits.

Simply put, this chubby guy... was a natural ghost magnet.

Realizing this, Ling Qiu was quietly delighted!

What a treasure!

With a friend like this, he’d never have to worry about finding evil spirits again.

Although Sister Zhizi had given him two packs of cigarettes before, Ling Qiu knew well that as his strength grew, he’d need more and more soul energy. He didn’t like relying on others, so those two packs would eventually run out.

He needed to cultivate a “magnet”!

And now, such a perfect candidate was standing right before him—he had to cherish this!

This was a friend he simply had to make!

“What?! You’re in directing too?! Hahaha! I knew it! You couldn’t possibly be in any other department!”

Zhao Dezhu clearly had no idea that from the moment he met Ling Qiu, he’d boarded a pirate ship. Still grinning, he joked, “The way you dress is as plain as mine—we don’t really make much of an impression, so of course we belong in a major that values substance over appearance! But seriously... I may be fat, but I’m way better looking than you!”

What a narcissist!

Ling Qiu burst out laughing, gripped Zhao Dezhu’s hand with both of his, and shook it vigorously: “Absolutely! Whatever you say!”