Chapter 303: Footprints That Appeared

Translator: Tim Editor: Fish Creek

Ye Mo frowned. Something felt wrong about the little girl. He’d been unfriendly, yet she’d given him a peach wood sword.

Seeing Ye Mo’s disbelief, Luo Xuan seemingly angered, dumped the sword and left. Ye Mo wondered if he’d misjudged her. Girls were soft-hearted, after all. Was she trying to protect him?

Ye Mo picked up the sword and scanned it with his spirit sense. He sneered. It wasn’t peach wood; it was Black Dai wood.

Black Dai wood was rare, attracting ghosts. It grew in places with extreme yin chi and contained Yin Fiend chi. Low-level ghost cultivators used it.

The girl’s intentions were obvious. She wanted to attract a ghost to his room. He didn’t know why, but her intentions weren’t good.

However, he didn’t think she wanted to harm him. Killing him would be easier. There was no need to attract a ghost with the Black Dai wood. He didn’t believe she wanted to annihilate the ghost; if so, she would have hung it in her room.

Regardless, Ye Mo wouldn’t keep it. He considered hanging it in her room, even adding his Yin Fiend bead to attract ghosts, but decided against it. It wasn’t about scaring her; he just didn’t want to use the bead.

What did she want? Ye Mo’s spirit sense detected Luo Xuan in her room, drinking water and muttering, “Your fault for being such a bad person, I’ll scare you this once. But you’re also helping me out. When I get the ghost down, I will annihilate it. Otherwise, I’m really scared by myself.”

Though Ye Mo focused, he couldn’t hear everything clearly. She seemed scared. Did she want to annihilate the ghost but lacked the courage, so she placed the Black Dai wood in his room to help her be braver with him there? If so, it was funny.

Ye Mo’s guess was right. Luo Xuan thought exactly that. Though a Yellow Level middle-stage ancient martial arts cultivator, she was still a girl. She’d faced the evil spirit alone last night and nearly fallen to her death. If her qing gong hadn’t been good, she’d have died.

She wanted Ye Mo there for support. As a man, his strong yang chi would weaken the ghost.

Ye Mo pondered, then casually tossed the Black Dai wood aside and went for breakfast. He preferred the stairs to the elevator.

He usually chatted with Han Sicai and Cai Jingyou on the 4th floor, but today saw them moving in a hurry, with women and children helping.

Were they moving? Ye Mo asked, “Are you two moving away?”

Han Sicai quickly approached, “Mo Ying brother, did nothing happen on your floor last night?”

Ye Mo subconsciously shook his head, “What thing? Nothing?” He then remembered Luo Xuan, but Han Sicai shouldn’t know.

Han Sicai looked around cautiously and whispered, “Mo brother, you need to move out quickly. That ghost came again last night. The boss of the 5th-floor office stayed late and was found dead this morning. This building is evil. Lao Cai and I are leaving today.”

Someone died on the 5th floor? No wonder fewer people were around. Did the thing come down last night?

Ye Mo frowned. He’d investigate tonight. If something was unclean, he’d destroy it. Frequent police visits would disturb his peace. He agreed, and went for soy milk. Then, Luo Xuan arrived.

He didn’t expect her to sit opposite him, ordering soy milk and bean buns. He wished Wu Young Master would appear to annoy her, but she seemed to have prevented it.

Ignoring her, Luo Xuan said, “Although I gave you the peach wood sword, if anything happens tonight, call me. Do you know someone died today on the 5th floor? I heard it’s…”

Ye Mo finished his soy milk, interrupting, “Do you know you’re annoying? What’s my life or death got to do with you? I don’t need you to worry about me. I’m going.”

“You….” Luo Xuan stood up angrily. She’d resisted her disgust to talk to him, yet he’d been rude. If not for the upstairs incident, she wouldn’t have spoken. She’d planned to scare him first. He was too annoying.

“Luo Xuan…..” A girl ran over, seeing Ye Mo. Surprise flashed in her eyes before she whispered to Luo Xuan. Luo Xuan left immediately, without finishing her soy milk.

Ye Mo scanned the girl; a normal student, no inner qi. He wondered what news made Luo Xuan leave so hastily.

Though he didn’t want to be bothered by Luo Xuan, her proximity meant he’d investigate her intentions.

After returning, Ye Mo cultivated, taking out snow lotus seeds. He wished he had a Lotus Life Pill! His wounds would heal immediately. He’d used his three pills. Though he had thousand-year snow lotus, concocting pills was difficult. Last time, he’d wasted half the ingredients. His injury lowered his chances of success. Wasting more seeds would be a problem.

He considered a lotus leaf, eventually chewing it. It was good for pill concocting but contained impurities. When injured, he hadn’t dared eat it, lacking chi to refine the impurities.

His wounds would heal in two days. He could refine the impurities, but didn’t want to waste the leaf. Two days made little difference.

But because of Luo Xuan, he couldn’t afford to wait.

Though not as good as the Lotus Life Seed, the leaf helped. Within six hours, Ye Mo was fully recovered, his power slightly increased. His spirit sense reached a 150 radius.

Ye Mo completed another large meridian cycle and twelve small ones, standing with renewed vigor. His wounds gone, he could concoct pills, but first, he had to deal with the upstairs problem.

Ye Mo expected Luo Xuan to return at night to deal with the ghost. It was almost 10 pm, but she hadn’t come. She wanted him to die. A normal person wouldn’t survive with the Black Dai wood and a ghost upstairs. Her heart was crueler than her appearance.

At 10 pm, sounds came from upstairs—footsteps, not knocking.

Ye Mo’s spirit sense detected the elevator ascending to the top floor.

“Interesting.” Ye Mo sneered. He jumped onto the balcony and reached the 9th floor, using wind control instead of climbing like Luo Xuan.

Under the dim moonlight, clear footprints were on the balcony. He initially thought they were Luo Xuan’s from last night.

But he noticed other footprints beside Luo Xuan’s, appearing suddenly, leading to the window before vanishing. Larger than Luo Xuan’s, but still clearly a woman’s. Who was she?