Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

A strong murderous intent flashed in Yang Qianxue's eyes. Then, she pulled out a sharp knife from somewhere and viciously stabbed Zhan Juzhou.

Zhan Juzhou calmly and deliberately dodged the attack.

Yang Qianxue attacked wildly, while Zhan Juzhou only dodged and did not attack. However, Yang Qianxue seemed to have lost her mind, swinging her knife and hacking wildly at Zhan Juzhou.

Zhan Juzhou didn't want to waste time with her, so he easily grabbed the knife from Yang Qianxue's hand and kicked her far away.

Unwilling to give up, Yang Qianxue once again pulled out a kitchen knife from her back and was about to slash at Zhan Juzhou.

She came with the intention of killing Zhan Juzhou, so it's impossible that she only carried one weapon.

Zhan Juzhou, however, remained calm and unhurried, throwing the fruit knife in his hand, which flew accurately towards Yang Qianxue's arm.

With a "snap," Yang Qianxue's arm was severed, falling to the ground covered in blood.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

A sharp, piercing scream echoed through the sky.

Just then, Huang Qiyi and Qu Xiqian arrived at the scene and witnessed this.

Qu Xiqian was so frightened that her legs went weak. She turned around and squatted down, not daring to look.

Yoyo didn't even look; her mind was only on worrying about whether her third uncle was hurt. "Third uncle, third uncle, are you alright?"

"It's alright." Zhan Juzhou calmly picked up Youyou.

Yang Qianxue lay on the ground, her severed arm a bloody mess, a truly horrifying sight. But she still clung to her last bit of strength, struggling to crawl towards the temple, crying out, "Buddha, Buddha, please, save me!"

"Don't waste your energy. What's hidden inside the Buddha statue isn't a Buddha or a god, but a spirit that eats qi," Zhan Juzhou said.

"What?" Yang Qianxue exclaimed in disbelief. Not a god but a ghost? How could that be?

But upon closer reflection, whether it was a god or a ghost was no longer important; the most important thing was that it could help him kill Zhan Juzhou.

"Buddha, Buddha, please, please help me kill Zhan Juzhou. If you help me kill Zhan Juzhou, I will grant you whatever you want."

Despite the pain, Yang Qianxue knelt on the ground and closed her eyes reverently.

Huang Qiyi found it unbelievable. Yang Qianxue wanted to kill Zhan Juzhou? Why would she do that?

Qu Xiqian gradually emerged from her fear, slowly stood up, and looked at Yang Qianxue with the same confusion, and even hatred.

"Bad auntie, I've already caught the Qi-eating ghost, you won't have a chance to hurt my third uncle anymore!" the little dumpling shouted angrily.

"what?"

Yang Qianxue turned to look at Youyou, her scarlet eyes seeming to be ready to hunt down her prey.

"What's hidden inside the Buddha statue isn't a Buddha or a god, but a ghost. You give it yang energy so it can change Uncle Wo San's fate to Uncle Huang Qiyi's. But the 'qi-eating ghost' isn't really doing anything for you. It's just using you to get more yang energy until your yang energy is completely drained, and then something strange happens."

"So what? As long as I can make Huang Qiyi happy and make him look at me a few more times, what does it matter if I lose my life?"

Huang Qiyi was filled with mixed emotions. He thought Yang Qianxue had let go, but he never expected that her love for him had reached such an obsessive level that she was even willing to kill others.

Zhan Juzhou glanced at Huang Qiyi, then picked up Youyou and left.

"Yang Qianxue, I once told you very firmly that I don't like you, and you don't need to do things that hurt others for my sake."

"Ha, Huang Qiyi, if I didn't have to do it, would you be as successful as you are now? If I didn't have to do it, would you have met Qu Xiqian? If I didn't have to do it, would your Huang family's business have lasted until now?"

"What do you mean?" Huang Qiyi asked, puzzled.

"Heh, Huang Qiyi, your destiny is destined to be ordinary and unremarkable in this life, without any achievements. It is because of me that I exchanged my yang energy for Zhan Juzhou's destiny for you, which made you who you are today. Originally, I could have completely changed it by killing Zhan Juzhou, but unexpectedly, Zhan Juzhou's little niece suddenly appeared and shattered everything."

"Yang Qianxue, you're insane! The War Emperor has given you pretty good benefits, hasn't he? Why did you kill him? Just to make way for Huang Qiyi?" Qu Xiqian roared like a madwoman.

Huang Qiyi looked at Qu Xiqian, not understanding why her emotions were fluctuating so much when facing Zhan Juzhou.

"Fortunately, you failed, and the War Emperor is still alive and well." Qu Xiqian suddenly laughed again, looking genuinely happy.

Qu Xiqian then left.

Huang Qiyi didn't want to face Yang Qianxue. He still had questions for Qu Xiqian, but out of consideration for Yang Qianxue's past mentorship, he made an emergency call to her.

After school, Liu Panpan walked out of the school with her head down and her schoolbag on her back. Suddenly, she accidentally bumped into someone.

"You son of a bitch, that's really bad luck."

The boy who was bumped into by Liu Panpan cursed and swore in disgust.

Liu Panpan looked up and saw her crush. She was so scared that she immediately lowered her head and tried to run away, but a girl ran over, took the boy's hand, and said, "Oh, isn't this Liu Panpan? Baby, I remember she confessed to you, but you rejected her."

"Don't even mention it. It makes me sick. She looks like that and she still confessed to me. Does she even deserve me? She really doesn't know her own worth. What bad luck! If I looked like her, I'd rather not live. I'd rather jump off a building and commit suicide. She still dared to confess to someone. I don't know where she got the confidence."

Their laughter faded into the distance.

Liu Panpan clenched her fists involuntarily, and tears streamed down her face.

So what if I'm ugly? Does being ugly mean I don't deserve to live? Does being ugly mean I deserve to be insulted and cursed by people like you?

If she could, she would love to be the most beautiful woman in the world. But could she choose?

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and Liu Panpan's business card fell out of her school uniform pocket.

Liu Panpan bent down to pick it up, clutching the business card tightly in her hand, her eyes seemingly filled with a kind of determination.

Facial Reconstruction Hospital

Following the address on the business card, Liu Panpan found the place but discovered there was no hospital. However, relying on her senses, she wandered around and eventually entered a noisy bar.

Just as Liu Panpan was about to ask for directions, someone suddenly put their arm around her shoulder from behind.

"Hi, I knew you'd come."

Liu Panpan turned her head and saw the beautiful woman who had given her the business card.

She was holding a glass of red wine in one hand and had her arm around Liu Panpan's shoulder with the other, leading her towards the office.

The office was large, and the environment at the back was even more futuristic, with black and white cubes floating around, each containing three-dimensional traditional Chinese characters. Before Liu Panpan could even make out what the characters were, a woman's voice rang out.

"sit."

Liu Panpan quickly sat down opposite the woman, lowered her head, and dared not look around anymore.

"What do you want?" the woman asked with a smile.

"I...I want to become more beautiful."

"Keep your head up."

Liu Panpan slowly raised her head and looked at the woman.

"Close your eyes."

After hesitating for a while, Liu Panpan did as instructed.

Not long after, the woman's voice rang out again, prompting her to open her eyes.

"Go look in the mirror," the woman said, taking a sip of her drink with a smile.

Liu Panpan walked to the full-length mirror, suddenly opened her eyes wide, and looked incredulously at the girl in the mirror who was even more beautiful than the school's most beautiful girl.

Is...is this really me?

Liu Panpan raised her hand and touched her face. The girl in the mirror moved in sync with her, and only then did Liu Panpan believe that the beautiful girl in the mirror was indeed herself.

I look prettier now! That's great, she looks prettier now. No one will dare bully me anymore. That's wonderful!

Liu Panpan was overjoyed, and couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

"Alright, I've given you what you wanted. Now you have to give me what I want," the woman said with a smile.

Liu Panpan snapped out of her reverie, returned to her seat, and confidently asked, "What do you want?"

The woman smiled and said, "Whatever you possess—knowledge, memory, health, values, outlook on life, and worldview—is all acceptable."

Liu Panpan hurriedly said, "Memories, I can give you memories."

She wanted to give all her bad memories to the woman in front of her, so that she could forget the humiliation she had suffered, forget how ugly she had been, and start a new life with this beautiful school beauty face.

"Okay~" The woman smiled meaningfully.