Translator: _Min_
Fang Mingquan’s eyes widened in sheer terror, his body gripped by an overwhelming fear that caused an involuntary loss of control over his bladder and bowels.
No, this was no longer the amiable old man he had known.
This was the Master of Ghost Valley.
Afigure whose very name struck dread into the hearts of players. Those who had encountered the Master of Ghost Valley were now in the realm of the dead, yet his image remained etched indelibly in the minds of all players.
The unwritten rule was clear: if you ever cross paths with him, steer as far away as possible, lest you meet an unknown demise.
But why, of all people, did Fang Mingquan have to encounter the Master of Ghost Valley?
And more bewilderingly, why did the Master of Ghost Valley utter such words to him?
Fang Mingquan racked his brain, trying to recall any interaction he might have had with other NPCs, but nothing came to mind.
The tightening grip around his neck made it impossible to breathe.
“Mercy, Your Honor! You misunderstand! ” Fang Mingquan’s legs trembled as he struggled to speak, “I would never dare harbor any thoughts against your beloved student, I swear it!”
“Let me think,” murmured the Master of Guigu with a click of his tongue. “She mentioned her real name to me, Si Fuqing. Ever heard of her?”
Si Fuqing!
Fang Mingquan had no knowledge of this name. The only time he had spoken of taking a younger wife was in front of the four members of the Jiang family.
But it wasn’t just the Jiang family; there was also their hired help.
Could it be…
“It seems you remember now,” the Master of Guigu said, eyes narrowing. ‘My student may be beautiful, but she’s not for the likes of worthless scum like you to covet.”
Fear washed over Fang Mingquan like a tsunami, leading to his complete breakdown.
But before he could even let out a scream, the Master of Ghost Valley snapped his neck and casually tossed his body aside.
Life had left him.
“This girl, she hasn’t visited for a while,” the Master of Ghost Valley murmured, hands behind his back. “She even sent someone to notify me. With her temperament, if she ever marries, I’ll give the entire Ghost Valley as her dowry.”
He had no reason to doubt those words. After all, few on the Eternity Continent knew he had a student, let alone her gender.
The Master of Ghost Valley exhaled slowly, his expression finally relaxing. “It’s good that she’s safe, very good.”
Recently, while fishing by the river, he had felt sudden heart palpitations.
Since then, Si Fuqing had not visited Ghost Valley.
He had nightmares of her demise, living in fear until now.
But it seemed she had encountered some trouble.
With a frown, the Master of Ghost Valley reverted to his kind old man persona and slowly made his way back into the valley.
Meanwhile, in a room somewhere in the Free State, a young man watched over multiple screens monitoring various locations in Eternity.
Next door were high-end gaming pods, occupied by players of five stars and above.
“A strong NPC energy fluctuation detected!” The young man’s expression changed. “Bad news, the Master of Ghost Valley has left his valley!”
As a notoriously dangerous NPC, the Master of Ghost Valley was no laughing matter. Although unknown to others, these technical staff, who monitored the data, knew it all too well.
Six six-star players once tried to ambush the Master of Ghost Valley for his data. They ended up as vegetative, let alone even log into the game.
As long as one didn’t provoke the Master of Ghost Valley, he typically remained indifferent.
The young man grabbed the phone and called, “Team 12, check out what’s happening.”
Upon receiving the notification, Team 12 immediately logged into the game and arrived at the site of Fang Mingquan’s death. “Who is this person?” the team leader frowned, “Check his ID and origin.” Soon, Fang Mingquan’s information was handed over.
“The Great Xia Empire, Miracle Doctor Alliance?” the team leader inhaled sharply. “They’re desperate for medicinal herbs to venture into Ghost Valley, and ‘lucky’ enough to encounter the Master of Ghost Valley leaving his seclusion.”
No player knew the whereabouts of the Master of Ghost Valley, and none wished to encounter him.
While the team members continued to gather data, Fang Mingquan’s “corpse” disappeared, indicating his brainwaves could no longer sustain his existence in the game.
“His consciousness has been annihilated,” remarked a team member in awe.
“Wonder what he did to anger the Master of Ghost Valley to this extent.”
“Enough talk,” the team leader glared, “Let’s not attract the Master of Ghost
Valley’s attention. We’re pulling out..”