Realm of the Night God

Chapter 81: The Appearance of the Red Robe

With the steady rhythm of footsteps echoing, another person entered the living room.

The newcomer was a young woman, very youthful and beautiful, dressed elegantly and with grace, exuding a refined demeanor.

The living room was somewhat chaotic, and upon entering, the woman seemed visibly surprised but quickly composed herself, putting on a smile.

"Uncle Wu, hello," the woman greeted Master Wu politely, then proceeded to exchange greetings with other members of the Wu Family, smiling.

She was acquainted with the members of the Wu Family, and they knew her as well.

However, including Master Wu, the others seemed rather indifferent towards her, displaying a cold attitude.

Under normal circumstances, even if Master Wu didn't particularly like this woman, he would still maintain a facade of courtesy. But at this moment, Master Wu was visibly irritated, his expression soured. Nevertheless, he nodded coldly in response to the woman.

Observing the Wu Family's coldness towards her, the woman remained unperturbed. Glancing at the messy living room, she remarked with a smile, "Why is the house so disorderly?"

The mention of "home" only made the faces of the Wu Family members even more unsightly.

Regardless of how the Wu Family currently viewed her or their displeasure, the woman paid no mind. With a smile, she began tidying up the living room on her own.

Master Wu wanted to tell her not to bother, but at that moment, Second Son Wu emerged from his room, clearly intoxicated, holding a set of car keys.

Driving under the influence was irresponsible to oneself and others, but Second Son Wu never took it seriously. Even if he got into an accident, he would return for his car as if nothing had happened, ready to go out again, quite recklessly.

"Lulu, what are you doing? This isn't something for you to do. Put it down and let's go have some fun," Second Son Wu exclaimed upon seeing the woman tidying up, hastily stopping her, then dangling the car keys in front of her with a smile, ready to drag her out.

"No rush, let's tidy up the house first before leaving. It's still early anyway," the woman replied with a smile.

"They're just playing tricks in the house. Why bother with them? Even if you clean up the house now, it'll be messy again later because of them. So, you don't really need to do this," Second Son Wu said disdainfully, casting a contemptuous glance at Yang Haoran and the others, then forcibly pulling the woman away.

The woman looked helpless for a moment, then apologetically smiled at the Wu Family members, preparing to leave with Second Son Wu. However, at that moment, Yang Haoran, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke up.

"Wait!"

Yang Haoran's interruption naturally drew everyone's attention. Master Wu was eager for Second Son Wu, the prodigal son, to leave promptly so that Yang Haoran and the others could thoroughly rid the house of its evil spirits. With Second Son Wu around, he worried that the troublemaker might cause more problems. However, he hadn't expected Yang Haoran to stop them from leaving.

Master Wu looked puzzled at first, but then it seemed like he realized something. His expression changed suddenly, and he forced a smile onto his face.

"Dear guests, my son is ignorant. His words are like flatulence, and he spews even more nonsense when drunk. Please don't take offense to his remarks. I apologize on his behalf."

Yang Haoran's sudden halt of Second Son Wu, in Master Wu's view, was likely due to his son's brash words offending Yang Haoran. Hence, he hastened to apologize.

Second Son Wu, fueled by alcohol, was immediately angered by this. Master Wu's attitude towards Yang Haoran and the others made him even more displeased. What irritated him the most, however, was Master Wu publicly saving face at his expense.

His internal anger made Second Son Wu extremely uncomfortable. If he didn't vent his frustration immediately, he felt like he would explode.

He needed an outlet for his rage, and the one he targeted naturally became Yang Haoran, who had stopped him.

Just as Second Son Wu was about to erupt, Yang Haoran suddenly activated his ghost eye. His eyes, devoid of whites, exuded an eerie, terrifying feeling, especially with the Yin Qi emanating from them, intensifying the eerie sensation.

Second Son Wu was stunned for a moment, then filled with terror. His body couldn't help but shiver involuntarily. Yang Haoran's sudden activation of the ghost eye truly startled him. Initially intoxicated, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, sobering him up a bit.

"Y-y-you..."

Second Son Wu's tongue tied in knots, unable to utter a word as he pointed at Yang Haoran. Meanwhile, Yang Haoran disregarded Second Son Wu and exchanged a glance with Wang Yiming.

Understanding the silent communication, Wang Yiming waved his hand, summoning forth a yellow talisman. The talisman ignited in the air, releasing a surge of power that rapidly spread outwards.

Since the arrival of the woman and the three of them, Yang Haoran and his companions hadn't spoken, but they were far from idle. Instead, they were quietly discussing something. And because of this, when Yang Haoran shot a glance, Wang Yiming knew exactly what to do.

The talisman Wang Yiming summoned wasn't anything new; it was the manifestation talisman he had used before.

As the power of the talisman erupted, all eyes focused on Second Son Wu and the woman behind him.

The already chilly living room seemed even colder at this moment, as if submerged in an ice cellar.

The overhead lamp began to flicker erratically, the sizzling sound of electricity becoming the only noise in the room.

A chilling breeze swept in from behind, sensing something amiss. Second Son Wu and the woman exchanged a glance before slowly turning to look behind them.

What they saw made their pupils dilate, their facial expressions stiffening.

Standing behind them was a woman clad in a red robe, or more accurately, not standing but hovering in midair.

The woman's hair was long, obscuring her entire face, making her features indistinguishable. Yet, this ambiguity lent her an eerie air, as if she emanated from the depths of the spirit realm.

Moreover, the fluctuating light cast upon the female ghost intensified the horror of the scene!

After a brief moment of shock, both Second Son Wu and the woman reacted. They let out sharp screams and scrambled away in different directions!

In this situation, Second Son Wu completely disregarded the woman, while she also failed to remember Second Son Wu. Neither of them spared a thought for each other in this moment of terror.

Their terrified screams woke up the other members of the Wu Family. Apart from Wu Xiaoxiao, none of them screamed. It wasn't that they weren't scared, but their previous experiences had slightly enhanced their resilience. From their pale faces and trembling bodies, it was evident that they were still terrified by the sight before them.

Ignoring Second Son Wu and the woman cowering on the side, the red-robed female ghost remained suspended in the air. Her eyes beneath the black hair seemed to fixate on Yang Haoran and his companions!

"Red robe! I've seen this red robe before! It's her! It's her! The female ghost I saw that night is her!!!" Wu Xiaoxiao's terrified voice echoed in the hall. Initially, she had wanted to mention this when Yang Haoran took in the male and female ghosts, but she didn't dare speak out of fear and also because she thought it was just her imagination that night. She had thought the red-robed female ghost she saw was either an illusion, non-existent, or perhaps the same one already captured by Yang Haoran.

Therefore, she had remained silent.

But now, under the influence of Wang Yiming's manifestation talisman, the red-robed female ghost was forced to reveal her spiritual form. At a glance, Wu Xiaoxiao recognized her, and the fear spreading within her made her unable to resist screaming out loud.

No one paid attention to Wu Xiaoxiao's screams. Except for Yang Haoran, Ma Ling, and Wang Yiming, everyone in the hall involuntarily retreated to the edges.

This time, Master Wu was no exception. Faced with the male ghost, he had the courage to restrain his fear, which prevented the ghost from affecting him. However, now, facing the red-robed female ghost before him, for some reason, Master Wu felt a chilling sensation enveloping his entire body, rendering him utterly devoid of courage. Fear consumed him entirely!

Even though... even though this female ghost hadn't done or said anything, merely hovering silently in midair.