Reborn as the Strongest Immortal Cultivator in Modern Times

Song Tai was really getting anxious; he checked the time and it was already late at night.

He felt anxious thinking about the fight upstairs that day and the miserable state of the person on the fifth floor that morning.

He clearly told Miss Ye that if she found anything wrong, she should go to him.

However, because my senior brother summoned me here to discuss matters, I completely forgot about this incident.

What if Miss Ye gets possessed by that thing and runs to the door looking for me, but I don't open it for a long time? How desperate she would be!

Miss Ye is such a beautiful person. If she dies because I failed to keep my promise to protect her, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life.

. . . . . .

At this moment, Ye Yu was unaware of Song Tai's anxiety. She had just reached the eighth floor when the sound suddenly disappeared, and Ye Yu's divine sense did not detect anything.

Ye Yu strode into the house and suddenly noticed two shadows passing by the stairs and going up to the eleventh floor.

A moment later, another commotion came from the eleventh floor, and Ye Yu was about to chase after it without thinking.

But as she flew over the ninth floor, three gray shadows suddenly pounced on Ye Yu.

Without pausing, Ye Yu casually tossed out a few fireballs, and the three gray figures vanished without a trace.

As we passed the tenth floor, several more ghostly creatures flew out, but they were even more ferocious than those on the ninth floor. Upon seeing Ye Yu, they pounced on her, seemingly intending to devour her whole.

Ye Yu ignored them as before and simply eliminated them.

Having met them this time, Ye Yu knew that these ghosts were probably not born naturally, but were deliberately raised by someone.

The fact that this person can nurture the souls of the dead shows that they are quite capable. Normally, when a person dies, everything is extinguished and nothing is left behind. However, it is strange that the people in this world can control the souls of the dead and prevent them from dissipating.

Upon arriving on the eleventh floor, Ye Yu's divine sense indeed detected the dark figure standing in the center of the hall. The dark figure did not immediately attack her, but simply stood there quietly, seemingly without receiving any orders.

She was certain that this was the same dark figure who had fought Song Tai.

Just now, Ye Yu wiped out those ghosts in one fell swoop, guessing that most of the ghosts she destroyed were the source of food for the black shadow.

Considering the people who died in this building before, it's not hard to guess that they are probably the ghosts from before.

The dark figure before us cannot be simply described as a vengeful ghost.

It should be noted that even Song Tai, whose strength had reached the early stage of the Xuan rank, had suffered losses at its hands.

Ye Yu couldn't help but sigh with emotion: the profound cultural heritage of this ancient land of China is truly astonishing. From ancient times to the present, all sorts of martial arts masters and folk miracles have emerged in endless succession. It's just a pity that in today's bustling and noisy cities, these magical skills have become extremely rare.

She tried to imagine how this ghost had grown step by step.

To reach such a level, it must have to devour an astonishing number of ghosts.

However, obtaining a ghost is no easy task.

Ye Yu recalled witnessing someone crafting a Yin Soul Banner in her past life. Even with a special artifact and corresponding methods for collecting ghosts, one must act immediately, racing against time.

After all, once a person dies, their soul quickly dissipates into the world. Therefore, the only way to successfully capture a ghost is through the extremely cruel method of killing it on the spot.

The more Ye Yu thought about it, the more she felt that the person who could create such a ferocious ghost must be extremely ruthless and utterly insane!

Ye Yu was curious because she had scanned the floors before and had not found these ghosts or this dark figure. Where did they come from?

Ye Yu fully extended her divine sense and suddenly discovered an unusual place in a corner of the master bedroom.

In the left corner, there was a wooden box that Ye Yu's divine sense couldn't penetrate.

She ignored the dark figure and went straight into the master bedroom. A fireball appeared in her palm, and she smashed it directly at the wooden box.

However, the fireball didn't hit the wooden crate; instead, it was stopped by the previously motionless shadowy figure.

The shadowy figure pounced with lightning speed. As it blocked the fireball, it was burned by the fireball, emitting an extremely disgusting stench and letting out sharp screams.

Ye Yu snorted coldly. Could such a ghostly creature actually withstand her fireball?

Then, she threw several fireballs in succession, surrounding the shadowy figure. Before long, the shadowy figure disappeared without a trace.

As soon as the shadow disappeared, Ye Yu heard a scream.

The wooden box opened by itself, and a female ghost dressed in a red robe and with a pale complexion floated out.

However, the female ghost's robes were rather strange, and she carried a bundle on her back, the contents of which were unknown. Ye Yu suddenly realized that Japanese clothing seemed to be similar.

Could this female ghost have been a Japanese person in her previous life? How did she get here?

The female ghost floated in the air, her voice as thin and sharp as a needle, making people feel very uneasy. She asked, "Who are you? Why did you kill my pet? I know you're not someone to mess with, and I've been avoiding you. Why are you still bothering me?"

"I didn't want to cause you any trouble, but you've already offended me. I just wanted to cultivate in peace, but you make a ruckus upstairs every day, and you even killed someone on the fifth floor during the day. Tell me, should I come after you?" Ye Yu sneered.

The woman in red pointed at Ye Yu with her skeletal fingers and said, "You're being too unreasonable! I only made a little noise, and I didn't kill you, and that person had nothing to do with you. I didn't even kill the man who lived next door to you last night. What more do you want?"

Ye Yu was somewhat taken aback. This woman actually knew that she was more powerful than her?

However, she did not soften her stance: "You think you can reason with a ghost? I'm just that domineering. Anyway, I've killed all the ghosts and pets you raised, and you deserved to have killed so many people."

The woman in red was amused by Ye Yu's words: "So what if you can throw fireballs? Let me tell you, if you really attack me, you're finished!"

Didn't she think throwing fireballs was anything special? Could this woman also be a cultivator? Could there really be a ghost cultivator behind her?

The female ghost immediately noticed the hesitation in Ye Yu's eyes. Her eyes darted around, and she suddenly shouted at Ye Yu, "How about this? We each give up a step. I'll give up this building, and you'll spare my life. How about that?"

Ye Yu gently brushed the dust off her clothes and replied unhurriedly, "Now that I'm here, why would I come for nothing? So, sorry, you'd better stay here."

Upon hearing this, the red-clad female ghost's expression changed drastically. Her previously peaceful face was instantly enveloped by a sinister and ruthless aura. Her eyes widened in anger, and she opened her blood-red mouth, letting out a shrill scream. Then, her entire body lunged at Ye Yu like an arrow released from a bow.

Faced with this sudden attack, Ye Yu made no attempt to dodge.

She remained calm and composed, a slight, disdainful smile playing on her lips as she softly said, "With your mere late-stage Xuan-rank cultivation, you dare to be so arrogant and presumptuous in front of me."

Just as the red-clad female ghost's claws were about to touch Ye Yu's face, she suddenly heard these words and her movements stopped abruptly. She asked in astonishment, "What? You...you can actually see through my cultivation level?"

Before the female ghost could recover from her shock, a "whoosh" sounded, a flash of cold light appeared, and an extremely sharp knife, gleaming with a hint of coldness, slashed straight at her outstretched palm.

At the same time, a loud shout suddenly came from the balcony: "Stop! Let her go!"

Song Tai has arrived.