Ghost Catching System

This Great Strength Vajra Talisman didn’t need to be taken out; it could be used while stored in the System’s storage space.

Chu Hao stood with his hands behind his back, displaying the demeanor of a Grandmaster, with an air of profound mystery. He looked indifferently at the Dragon King and said, ”Wang Long, is this the so-called treasure you mentioned? Let alone this, even if it were the real Seawyrm Sea Calming Needle, in front of this Taoist Master, it would merely be a small iron rod.”

The Dragon King stroked his dragon whiskers and glared. ”How daring! Try and see if you can lift it.”

Chu Hao stood with his hands still behind his back, his spine straight, his eyes reflecting an invincible posture. ”Who claims to be the best when it comes to showing off? Upon meeting Brother Hao, all pretenses turn to void. Rise for me!”

The crowd was speechless.

As he spoke, he grabbed the River Stabilizing Divine Needle, an astonishing force transmitting from it. He pulled out the golden iron rod and waved it in the air, his aura instantly seeming to swallow mountains and rivers.

BOOM!

Thunder roared outside, growing fiercer and fiercer, as if dragons were roaring in the Ninth Heaven, their calls deafening. The rain poured down heavily, as if a hole had been opened in the sky and the Milky Way was flowing backward to wash over the land. The Yellow River outside Jiulong Town became tumultuous, as if something was stirring it from its depths.

Had the River Stabilizing Divine Needle actually been pulled out?

Chu Hao swung the River Stabilizing Divine Needle, and fierce winds whipped around the temple. At this moment, he truly embodied an invincible attitude.

”DING! Host has successfully shown off, gaining 400 Pretentiousness Points.”

”DING! Host has successfully shown off, gaining 400 Pretentiousness Points.”

”DING! Host has made a shocking display of showing off, gaining 800 Pretentiousness Points.”

One word: exhilarating!

The few humans and one dragon were left completely dumbfounded. He had actually lifted it and even swung it around!

At that moment, he seemed like a deity wielding divine iron, causing monumental changes in the world outside.

Right now, Chu Hao wished he could transform into the Great Sage Equal to Heaven and charge into the heavens to wreak havoc for a day! Such boundless heroism! A true man should dare to pierce the sky itself!

Chu Hao slammed the River Stabilizing Divine Needle onto the ground with a mighty chop, and the earth instantly split. He shouted, ”Dragon King! From now on, this is mine! I will name it... the Ritian Stick!”

PFFT!

A group of onlookers spat blood.

What kind of ridiculous name is that? Even Dragon King Stick would have sounded better!

Chu Hao laughed heartily. ”I am who I am, a unique spark in the world of showing off!”

The Dragon King’s heart was bleeding. This loss was immense; he had never expected Chu Hao to actually be able to lift it.

Chu Hao dropped the Dragon King Sword Fragment and strode away from the Dragon King Temple.

After Chu Hao left, the Dragon King screamed in agony, ”My divine iron! Ah! What kind of background does this little Wangba have?!”

Wang Long looked at the Dragon King Sword Fragment on the ground, and his heart began to bleed anew.

Once Chu Hao and his group left the Dragon King Temple, Zhang Qin’ai and the others were beyond excited. This was especially true for Ju Desheng, who already regarded Chu Hao as a god.

”Brother Hao, may I touch it?” Ju Desheng pleaded.

Chu Hao chuckled. ”Catch.”

DAMN! Ju Desheng was immediately pinned to the ground by the Ritian Stick, crushed so badly he felt like he was hovering between life and death.

Zhang Qin’ai gave a thumbs-up. ”Impressive, Ah-Hao!”

Meanwhile, as Chu Hao acquired the Ritian Stick, the outside world was in an uproar. The Yellow River was experiencing an upheaval, with tumultuous waves creating a world-roiling scene that suggested a deity was about to emerge, disturbing many creatures within its waters, such as Transformed Snakes and other demons. These demons, hidden in this area for years, were now stirred by the removal of the River Stabilizing Divine Needle.

On the endless surface of the Yellow River, a humanoid head emerged. Its skin was a dark gray hue—this was a creature brimming with Monster Qi, its gender indistinguishable. Its lower half, however, was the massive body of a snake, slithering through the water.

”Could this imposing aura be from that old dragon, using the River Stabilizing Divine Needle?” the Transformed Snake spoke in a human voice. ”Or perhaps, has the Divine Needle been taken by someone else?”

Its eyes shone with an unusual light. It coveted the River Stabilizing Divine Needle. The reason it had frequently sent the Water Drought-Demon to disturb the old dragon was precisely to test whether it could obtain the Divine Needle. As long as it acquired the River Stabilizing Divine Needle, it had a chance to transform into a true dragon!

”It seems I must investigate this matter,” the Transformed Snake said, then dived into the depths of the Yellow River.

Meanwhile, another strange occurrence took place in the Yellow River. An island, one hundred meters in diameter and adorned with reefs and aquatic plants, suddenly began to move! If this scene were captured by satellite, it would undoubtedly be astonishing.

It turned out that this ”island” was the shell of a massive Wang Ba. Its enormous head, a full ten meters in size, emerged from the water. It stared at Jiulong Town on the riverbank for a moment before submerging and disappearing into the depths.

The Yellow River truly harbored many unfathomable things.

This giant turtle had been discovered by people in ancient times and was recorded in the *Shanhai Classics*. Later generations came to know it as Baxia, the Son of Nine Dragons.

As night fell, a violent storm arose. Everyone retreated indoors, not daring to venture out.

In the pitch-black night, amidst the howling storm, a group of people was bustling about—it was Wang Ku and his men, their primary task being to capture the Water Drought-Demon. They just hadn’t expected that after venturing out late at night, the place would be so eerie. The rainwater was already deep enough to drown a person, forcing them to find a fishing boat. This group was fully equipped with various modern gear, including spearguns, ready for a major operation.

Bai Jiangming and his sister exclaimed in shock, ”Is this... is this still the small town we know?”

The town was submerged, and not a soul was seen outdoors. It was bizarre beyond words.

In truth, Wang Ku was also astonished and couldn’t help but feel troubled. According to the case files, the Water Drought-Demon shouldn’t be this powerful, should it? Legends did record that the appearance of a Water Drought-Demon would bring water. But to submerge an entire town? This particular Water Drought-Demon was terrifyingly powerful!

”Young Master, there’s something in the water!” one of the subordinates controlling the fishing boat exclaimed, his expression filled with terror.

Everyone looked toward the water and immediately saw human figures, one after another, moving joyfully within it—they were Water Corpses, frolicking as if they were fish.

Bai Jiangming stumbled back, his face pale with fright. This scene made their scalps tingle; the town was simply too eerie.

Wang Ku shouted, ”Don’t panic! These are Water Corpses. Don’t disturb them.”

Suddenly, a pale hand emerged from the water, grabbed a man’s ankle, and dragged him under.

”AAARGH!” the man screamed.

In an instant, a dense swarm of Water Corpses converged, intent on pulling him into the murky depths.

Everyone else was terrified, shaking uncontrollably. They desperately wished they could go home. As for the excitement and courage Bai Jiangming had felt earlier, it vanished completely in that instant.

Wang Ku yelled, ”Not good! Stabilize the boat, quickly!”

Just then, they saw one hand after another grabbing the edge of the fishing boat, trying to capsize it.

”AAAH!!” Bai Jingyu screamed, clinging to Wang Ku’s thigh; both of them nearly fell into the water.

Annoyed, Wang Ku kicked her away, pulled out a talisman, and bellowed, ”I am a Disciple of the Ghost King! All you evil spirits and demons, scatter!”

The talisman indeed worked; the surrounding Water Corpses retreated a considerable distance.

Bai Jiangming and the others breathed a collective sigh of relief, looking enviously at Wang Ku. He truly is a godly man, far beyond our league.