Chapter 95: The Scent of Ling Qiu

Urban Hellmaster: The Wild Young Lord Lord Night Gongjin 2625 words 2026-04-13 20:48:47

Realizing this, Cheng Youyou’s body instantly stiffened! Her heart pounded fiercely! What on earth was this accidental tongue kiss?! And… it seemed she had been the one to take the initiative! Inside, Cheng Youyou was utterly devastated.

But what crushed her even more was that Ling Qiu—the one who had seemingly gained the huge advantage—actually furrowed his brows slightly when he felt her tongue stirring. A flicker of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Ahhh!!! Cheng Youyou was about to curse! No, she wanted to kill! Damn you, Ling Qiu! What did that look mean?! Were you disgusted? You must be disgusted, right???

However, what she didn’t know was that Ling Qiu was actually saving her life at that very moment.

Earlier, Ling Qiu had thought he only needed to suck out and devour the ghost possessing her body. But to his surprise, he discovered that after the ghost attached itself, it had left a strange spiritual imprint inside Cheng Youyou.

If this spiritual mark wasn’t removed, it would remain in her body forever, continuously draining her vital energy, shortening her lifespan, and gradually transforming her into a body more susceptible to ghostly possession.

Ling Qiu was puzzled. If this ferocious ghost only wanted to absorb vital energy or haunt someone… why leave a mark inside the host? Moreover, after absorbing the ghost, Ling Qiu clearly sensed that its power was relatively weak—among ferocious ghosts, it was near the bottom.

Yet… why was it able to operate openly in broad daylight? And although ferocious ghosts possess relatively clear consciousness, Ling Qiu hadn’t sensed even a trace of awareness from this ghost during their confrontation.

All these signs indicated that the situation was far from simple.

Ling Qiu even suspected a hidden puppeteer orchestrating events behind the scenes.

Could it be… some master of ghost control?

But what would their purpose be? If their target was Zhao Dezhou, there seemed no need for such complexity.

Though Zhao Dezhou was prone to attracting ghosts…

Hmm???

At that thought, Ling Qiu’s heart suddenly tightened.

Could it be…

The other party…

Was attempting to forge a living corpse puppet?!

Realizing this, Ling Qiu’s mind grew more serious.

A living corpse puppet, as the name implies, is a human body crafted into a puppet.

Typically, corpse puppets are made from dead bodies, infused with a certain spiritual force, imbued with vital energy, empowered by spells, and granted absolute loyalty—becoming a completely obedient puppet.

Ling Qiu was well aware of this method and even knew how to craft one, but in the underworld, there were no dead bodies; he had never seen such a thing firsthand.

The technique to create corpse puppets seemed to have appeared in ancient times, but few knew it.

Most importantly, whoever mastered this method must have considerable cultivation and be a powerful practitioner—likely even a ghost cultivator.

The reason the other party chose to use living humans to forge corpse puppets was that forging them from corpses required injecting vital energy—a process that, though it sounded simple, was extremely difficult to execute, demanding stringent cultivation and spell mastery.

After some thought, Ling Qiu roughly estimated the other party’s cultivation level.

A faint sense of anticipation, even excitement, began to rise within him.

Interesting…

This bustling city was far from the mundane facade it presented.

The Earth Keeper once said that even in this spiritually depleted mortal world, many hidden talents still existed!

“Ling Qiu! Are you in the dorm?”

At that moment, a voice came from outside the door.

It was Zhao Dezhou returning!

“Yo, the door’s not closed? So you actually came back to the dorm!” Zhao Dezhou pushed the door open, muttering without looking up, “You’re so carefree, strutting around and then running off—must be thrilling, huh? But that’s tough for me! You know how many people signed up for the Chinese Martial Arts Club just now?! I’ve been running around with Fat Luo and Skinny Luo non-stop! Man, I’m exhausted!”

After saying this, he finally stuffed his phone into his pocket and lifted his head.

What the…?!

At that glance…

Before his eyes, Ling Qiu was tightly embracing a stunning beauty!

More importantly…

They seemed to be passionately kissing!

“Holy crap, holy crap!” Zhao Dezhou’s eyes went wide as he pointed at Ling Qiu. “Bro… you… you’re amazing! No wonder you were in such a hurry to leave! You wanted to sneak back early for a date! Respect! It’s barely the start of the semester and you’ve already scored a girlfriend—brought her back to the dorm and everything. I’m impressed! Haha, I won’t disturb you guys. Bro, sis, enjoy yourselves!”

With that, he turned to leave but glanced back out of curiosity, sneaking a look at the woman kissing Ling Qiu.

However…

Upon a closer look, Zhao Dezhou nearly dropped his jaw!

“Ah?!!!” Zhao Dezhou looked as if he had seen a ghost.

In an instant, his expression was filled with envy and shock!

Cheng… Cheng Youyou?!

The school’s top beauty?!

Zhao Dezhou clutched his head, scratching his ears and cheeks, his eyes almost about to pop!

Damn, this is explosive!

Awesome!

Bro…

You’re freaking amazing, okay?!

You actually…

Got together with the school’s top beauty!

A legendary, almost untouchable beauty who hadn’t even spoken more than three sentences to any man before—the top beauty of the school?!

Since the semester began, Ling Qiu had continuously redefined Zhao Dezhou’s understanding of “awesome”!

From beating the instructor in the military training long-distance run,

To earlier in the gym, defeating a formidable black-belt expert with a single move!

Although all this sounded exaggerated, Zhao Dezhou knew it was at least plausible—after all, young kung fu masters were rare but did exist!

But…

This…

In the blink of an eye, you even managed to win over the top school beauty?!

That’s just too much!

“Bro… I… I want to be your disciple now… is it… too late?”

At that moment, Zhao Dezhou looked at Ling Qiu with sincere reverence, his eyes full of admiration.

But just then…

He caught sight of Cheng Youyou shooting a nearly murderous glare his way…

Startled, he quickly fled: “Oh! Sorry! I didn’t mean to intrude! Carry on, you two!”