Ghost Catching System

One by one, their faces turned sour. What did they think Longhu Mountain was? In the vast lands of Huaxia, it’s renowned. When secular folk meet them, don’t they all pay their utmost respect?

Chu Hao, on the other hand, wanted a sparring fee just to exchange pointers!

Zhao Ziqing’s face darkened as he said, ”If you can win, what does it matter if we give it to you then?”

Chu Hao looked at him with disdain. ”Win first, then you pay me? Heaven knows if you’re just a bunch of Huaxian hypocrites. Do you take me for a fool? Flaunting such garbage in front of me... take it or leave it. Goodbye.”

Seeing Chu Hao’s arrogance and domineering attitude, several of them could hardly hold back their anger. This kid showed them no respect at all.

Yue Qinghong suddenly said, ”Indeed. Can the light of a firefly compete with the brilliant moon? It seems the so-called prodigy of Anli City is nothing special after all.”

Chu Hao stopped and turned his head, his eyes instantly sharpening.

”Jiang Yuran is your elder, right? Even he wouldn’t dare say such words to me. Who do you think you are? People should know their place. Don’t just any Tom, Dick, or Harry start barking; you might end up slaughtered without even knowing.”

Anger rose in Yue Qinghong’s heart, and his face turned as cold as frost. ”Jiang Yuran deserved to die. If you hadn’t killed him, I would have been ordered by my sect to do so anyway. You just beat me to it, that’s all.”

Chu Hao replied blandly, ”What’s the use of saying all that now? With people like Jiang Yuming being sheltered by Longhu Mountain, you’re no better.”

”You!” Everyone was fuming. Jiang Yuming was indeed a pervert, but that was all Jiang Yuran’s doing and had nothing to do with them.

Nevertheless, the matter had a considerable impact on Longhu Mountain. Many were now spreading rumors that Longhu Mountain was harboring Jiang Yuming.

Yue Qinghong said coldly, ”What’s the point of talking about this?”

With that, Yue Qinghong turned and walked outside, the others following him. His voice drifted back, ”Tomorrow, there’s an exchange meeting. Since you have the guts to provoke us, don’t be a coward and fail to show up. It’s rare to meet someone interesting; don’t disappoint me.”

What a show-off! But when it comes to showing off, he’s leagues below Brother Hao.

After Yue Qinghong and the others left, Chu Hao squinted. ”Some people don’t shed tears until they see the coffin.”

Confucius, beside him, nodded. ”Petty individuals indeed; associating with them leaves a stench that lasts ten thousand years.”

Chu Hao gave a thumbs-up. ”Ancestor Confucius speaks the truth. Encountering such disgusting trash is revolting; their stench lingers for ten thousand years. Now, should I go or not?”

”Young friend Chu may decide for himself.”

Chu Hao smirked. ”Brother Hao has never been afraid of anyone. I’ll go slap some faces tomorrow night.”

He returned to Sanqing Pavilion with Confucius. Confucius smiled faintly. ”This place has excellent feng shui, suitable for self-cultivation and nurturing one’s character.”

So, Confucius took up residence in Sanqing Pavilion, entering a stone statue—one that was, in fact, his own likeness.

Chu Hao pulled Yu Sicheng aside. ”Bro, if anyone wants a fate consultation, direct them to that stone statue. Ten thousand per person.”

Yu Sicheng gasped. ”Ten thousand? Isn’t that too high? Does the statue talk or something?”

Chu Hao waved his hand dismissively. ”I think ten thousand is too little.”

Seriously, getting guidance from Confucius was worth far more than ten thousand.

Just then, Chen Fugui called. ”Master, Yan Chen has been found. He’s recently been with Cao Shanhe, and they’re going to an exchange meeting tomorrow. Many famous figures from society are said to be attending.”

Why would Cao Shanhe be with Yan Chen? Yan Chen is also going to the exchange meeting? Tomorrow, I’ll settle this all in one fell swoop and show them the dominance of King Chubi!

At that moment, a tender, pale hand covered Chu Hao’s eyes.

”Guess who!”

”Baby Chan.”

Chu Hao slapped the person on the waist and hip. It was soft and elastic, a delightful touch that elicited a squeal.

When Chu Hao turned around, he was immediately embarrassed—it wasn’t Diao Chan but Qiu Yun’er.

Qiu Yun’er, dressed in her school uniform, looked pure and lovely. Her ponytail swished, and her large, dreamy eyes seemed as if they could speak.

Blushing, Qiu Yun’er stuck out her tongue. ”Brother Chu just loves to tease Yun’er.”

Chu Hao chuckled, only then noticing someone else was there—and it was an acquaintance!

”Chu Hao!” Qiu Xueying exclaimed in surprise.

”Teacher Qiu, what are you doing here?” Chu Hao was speechless.

How could this boy be so lecherous, not even sparing Yun’er, such a young girl? Qiu Xueying clenched her teeth in irritation. She had heard Yun’er talk about having a brother who was very good to her, even bragging about him, but she never expected it to be Chu Hao.

With some annoyance, Qiu Xueying said, ”Of course, I’m here to tutor Yun’er. Speaking of which, Student Chu, are you the brother Yun’er mentioned?”

Chu Hao flushed with embarrassment. He had just had a heated argument with Qiu Xueying that morning, making their current encounter inevitably awkward.

Qiu Yun’er quickly interjected, ”Brother Chu, Teacher Qiu is my new teacher. She’s here to help me with math.”

Chu Hao smiled. ”Isn’t Teacher Qiu an English teacher?”

Qiu Xueying huffed lightly. ”I’m not only certified to teach English, but also Chinese, math, chemistry, and art.”

Now that was impressive, a truly versatile teacher!

Qiu Yun’er pulled Teacher Qiu upstairs. ”Brother, I’m going to study.”

”Go ahead.”

Seeing Yun’er so diligent made Chu Hao feel quite content.

The business at Sanqing Pavilion was good. Dong Qi and Liang Qian had returned and informed Chu Hao that the Ghost Dao Sect members had pulled out of Anli City. Chu Hao’s defeat of Jiang Yuran had thoroughly intimidated the Ghost Dao Sect; they likely wouldn’t dare cause trouble anymore.

However, Chu Hao didn’t intend to let such an evil cult off the hook; given the chance, he’d definitely eliminate them.

With Dong Qi and Liang Qian back, they could share a lot of the workload.

Diao Chan, Luo Yan, and Fang Linxuan also returned to Sanqing Pavilion.

The three women had become inseparable, talking about everything, just like best friends. It was clear that Diao Chan was delighted to have made such friends.

Quite a few people had arrived at Sanqing Pavilion, and Chu Hao thought it would be good to treat everyone to a meal. In the end, Qiu Yun’er persuaded Qiu Xueying to join as well.

Seeing so many beautiful women shocked Qiu Xueying. Whether it was Diao Chan, Luo Yan, or Fang Linxuan, each was more attractive than the last. Did Chu Hao actually live in such an environment?

”No wonder this kid is such a lech,” Qiu Xueying muttered to herself. For some reason, she felt a twinge of jealousy.

At the dinner table, drinking with Ankang Mo and his two brothers was unavoidable. Fang Linxuan also drank, and she did so with gusto.

Chu Hao realized how amazing he was; all the girls at the table, except for Fang Linxuan and Zhang Qin’ai, had been involved in some flirtation with him before. Especially Luo Yan and Diao Chan—he had thoroughly ravaged them both, yet they were now able to chat and act like good friends. This was something Chu Hao had never expected. Truth be told, he didn’t want Diao Chan and Luo Yan getting so chummy. The problem was, if they were this close, how could he make a move on Diao Chan?

Just then, Chu Hao suddenly felt something touch his foot. He looked down and saw a bare foot in a crimson high heel. The small, perfectly formed toes were adorned with pink nail polish, exuding a unique and alluring charm.

Whose foot was this?