The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Chapter 799 - 68: The Heavenly Master’s Academic Journey—From Underachiever to Academic Genius

"What are you talking about?" Cui Wenyan glared at Yan Qing, "How are you speaking? Give me back my hot pot, and spit out the milk."

"Ah, no, I didn’t mean that. Ghost Messenger, do you know what a Ghost Messenger is? My mentor has only seen Ghost Messengers a few times in his life, and they always require an array or ancient talismans to summon. You’re calling them? Do you think Ghost Messengers are like humans, using phones?" Yan Qing explained, his voice rising a bit, attracting the attention of the surrounding Ghost Hunters.

"What kind of joke are you telling?" A Ghost Hunter couldn’t help but laugh, "Are you here to make jokes? Comic relief before the competition ends? Because the competition was too tense, now you’re trying to lighten the mood?"

"A phone call for a Ghost Messenger? That’s really funny, hahahaha," another Ghost Hunter chimed in.

"And, young miss, your bracelet shows a score of 0, are you serious?"

"It’s okay not to have a score this time, keep working hard in the future. You’re still young and lack practical experience, you’ll grow."

The surrounding Ghost Hunters laughed kindly, all feeling Cui Wenyan was extremely naive. Who brought this apprentice, why does she seem a bit foolish?

Cui Wenyan frowned, was Yan Qing truly not teasing her? Is summoning a Ghost Messenger really that complicated?

The people in front of the monitoring screens were stunned, then unanimously looked towards Tianmiao.

No one knew Tianmiao’s identity. But judging by the elders’ attitudes towards her, it was clear she was not a simple person. And Cui Wenyan was her apprentice, this playful act of calling a Ghost Messenger could very well be true... Apprentice, stop laughing, or you’ll be embarrassed soon, bringing shame to your mentor too. The Ghost Hunters were all silently praying.

Just when the Ghost Hunters at the hospital entrance were laughing, the air suddenly began to warp.

Wei Yu, dressed in black, abruptly appeared before everyone, floating mid-air. Huge chains wrapped around him, and he held a whip in his hand.

Upon seeing Cui Wenyan, he raised his hand in greeting, "Yo, I came right after receiving your call. Didn’t arrive late, did I?"

"Not at all, take these away. There are a few with grievances, I need to fulfill their wishes first." Cui Wenyan stood up, opened the Spirit Binding Bag, and released a string of ghosts.

Wei Yu threw out chains to bind all the ghosts, surprised, "There are quite a lot this time, why do you always have so many ghosts? Last time you had so many, it got me promoted directly."

At the same time, the number on Cui Wenyan’s bracelet rapidly soared from 0 to 35, surpassing Yan Qing’s 34.

The Ghost Hunters at the hospital entrance were petrified.

This is a Ghost Messenger?

A Ghost Messenger really appeared?

And it was actually called by Cui Wenyan’s phone? This Ghost Messenger is acquainted with Cui Wenyan?

"Cui, Cui Wenyan, you, you really know a Ghost Messenger? I’ve, I’ve never seen a Ghost Messenger before," Yan Qing stammered.

"Yeah, I know one. Why do you all look like that? When ghosts are captured, aren’t they handed over to the Ghost Messenger?" Cui Wenyan surveyed the shocked expressions of the Ghost Hunters present, puzzled, speaking naturally.

"Who, who told you that?" Yan Qing widened his eyes at the Ghost Messenger before him, reluctant to look away. It’s a Ghost Messenger! He was fortunate enough to see a Ghost Messenger. Captured ghosts would have guiding talismans attached, allowing them to find the Ghost Road to the Underworld. That’s the standard procedure, okay? Casually summoning a Ghost Messenger, such action isn’t commonplace, alright!

Who told her that? Cui Wenyan was stunned, her mentor hadn’t directly mentioned anything like this. But from her mentor’s casual tone, she definitely assumed captured ghosts were handed to the Ghost Messenger. Now it seemed, this method wasn’t normal?

"So, so you’re the real big shot. Big shot, look after me in the future, okay?" Yan Qing stammered, then turned to face the surrounding Ghost Hunters, hands on hips, "Who said it earlier, who said Wenyan was joking? Repeat it again!" He took the opportunity to bluff to the extreme, now referring to "our Wenyan."