The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 113

The ancestral master turned around, and the camera in the live stream moved down to give a close-up of his neck and the parts below.

This caused the audience, who were highly anticipating, to burst into curses.

[‘Why won’t they show the ancestral master’s full face? Is it because we mortals are not worthy to see his divine visage?’]

[‘I’ll donate a rocket as an offering, just let me see the ancestral master’s face!’]

[‘How can this live stream, which doesn’t even censor adult content, dare not show the ancestral master’s face.’]

[‘The ancestral master has such a great figure, it brings tears to my mouth.’]

The barrage in the chat was filled with complaints, but the system turned a deaf ear.

It wasn’t that it didn’t want to, but that it didn’t dare.

The moment the ancestral master turned around, Qing Li had just stuffed the arm of the fierce entity into her sack, draining the strength she had just regained.

“Another bountiful day!” Qing Li smiled and wiped the sweat off her cheek, but in the ancestral master’s eyes, Qing Li was crying, wiping the tears off her face…

“You say you didn’t bully, but my sweet and cute little Li is crying because of you.”

The ancestral master’s voice was thinly angry, and his phoenix eyes were covered with a layer of frost.

The withered ghost face’s eyeballs almost popped out: “She was clearly wiping sweat!”

The ancestral master raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with murderous intent: “So… you’re saying I’m blind and deaf, unable to tell tears from sweat?”

The withered ghost face: (???)?

Qing Li, lying on the ground, fanned the flames: “Ancestral master, you misunderstood, he’s not saying you’re blind and deaf, he’s saying you’re completely blind.”

The withered ghost face: (????

No, he didn’t say that! He didn’t say anything!

The ancestral master’s lips curved into a cold smile, he raised his hand, his sleeve fluttering to reveal a pale, bloodless wrist.

“Since you dare say I’m deaf and blind, go to hell!”

The ancestral master’s fingers tightened, and the ghost face in the air instantly felt indescribable pain.

An invisible giant hand gripped its face, fingers piercing into its flesh, slowly crushing its bones.

“Crack, crack—”

The sound of bones shattering echoed through the night sky.

As the ancestral master’s fingers tightened, the invisible hand on the ghost face’s face mimicked the motion.

The withered ghost face let out a terrible scream, trying to attack the ancestral master with its ghostly energy, but the black ghostly energy dissipated as it neared the ancestral master.

“No… I don’t want to die… I’ve lived cautiously my whole life, I don’t want to end it so abruptly… let me live a few more chapters at least!”

It was in despair! It was unwilling! It felt wronged!

Qing Li’s ears perked up at this.

“Ancestral master, stop.”

The ancestral master’s hand paused, his handsome and bizarre face tilted slightly, a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows like blood, his eyes narrowing: “What is it, little Li?”

Qing Li’s face showed a simple smile, honestly saying: “It’s a pity to kill it outright, ancestral master. I’m currently in a crucial phase of my career and lack some powerful employees. Although it doesn’t seem very smart, it’s still a fierce entity. Ask if it’s willing to work in my company, paying an arm each month as a life-extension fee. If it agrees, spare its life; if not, just strangle it to death!”

She used the purest face and the gentlest tone to utter the most infuriating words!

The ancestor master sighed with satisfaction, “My little Ah Li is indeed smart, hardworking, and progressive.”

The next second, the ancestor master turned around with a face cold as ice, his sharp eyes coldly staring at the ghost face in the sky.

Such a double standard!

“Did you hear that? Between a fate worse than death and death itself, choose one!”

Either choice meant death!

But…

One was selling your life, the other losing it!

The withered ghost face shed tears of blood, preferring a miserable life over death. As long as it was alive, there was a chance for revenge.

Looking up at the night sky at a 45-degree angle, it said with humiliation, “I am willing—”

[“Congratulations to the village girl for gaining her first fierce employee, her career will now soar to new heights.”]

The live stream audience sent rockets to warmly celebrate.

[‘This must be the most miserable fierce ghost in the horror world, working under the village girl without a salary, and even having to give her an arm every month.’]

[‘Capitalist: Stop it, my knees are already worn out.’]

[‘Huang Shiren: Stop it, I’ve cried all my tears.’]

The ghostly energy in the sky dispersed, and the ghost face disappeared.

A ghostly creature with unusually long limbs and a skinny frame emerged from the ruins of the third building.

It had a rat-like head and, despite exuding a horrifying aura, approached Qing Li sneakily like a thief.

“Hello boss, I’m here to report.”

It quickly accepted its enslaved status.

Qing Li pulled out a contract of servitude… from her pocket, smiling kindly, “Don’t be afraid, I’m very friendly to my employees. Sign this contract, and you’ll officially become my employee.”

The fierce ghost creature took the contract with both hands, signed its name silently, and pressed a handprint…

Qing Li looked at the name on the contract and muttered, “Fu Zhiqin, not a bad name.”

The creature weakly corrected her, “Fu Zhen, it’s pronounced zhen.”

Qing Li, unfazed, stuffed the contract into her pocket.

Damn, she accidentally revealed her lack of education.

Live stream audience: We’ve known that for a long time!

After signing the contract, Qing Li stored Fu Zhen in her space.

At that moment, the system’s belated reminder also sounded.

“Ding, congratulations to player No. 92 for completing the third resident commission task. The task is now fully completed, and the player will return in 10 seconds.”

But after ten seconds, Qing Li was not summoned back.

This was a decision made by the system itself. Many humans in the game had sold their souls to the horror world, and Qing Li, now drained of spiritual power, would be in danger if she returned directly.

Qing Li lay on the snowy ground, seeing a swathe of silvery-white clothes approaching, almost merging with the snow on the ground.

“Poor little Ah Li, how did you end up like this? It really pains my heart to see this!”

The white-haired ancestor master crouched down, pretending to cover his heart, his face full of feigned sympathy.

Qing Li’s eyelids twitched…

Oh no, she didn’t have enough spiritual power left to reseal this annoying old man!

(`?’)

Looking down from above, the ancestral master smiled, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes.

He lifted his hand, extending his claw towards Qing Li’s slightly chubby face, and began to roughly knead and pinch it.

“Indeed, the real little Li is softer and more tender.”

This familiar feeling couldn’t be compared to the substitutes in the sealed space.

Qing Li, being roughly handled, had tears in her eyes but couldn’t resist.

“Ouch, gently—”

“It hurts—”

This familiar dialogue was especially clear in the silent snowy night.

Suddenly, a sharp scalpel wrapped in an ominous aura, chopped off the hand of the ancestral master that was tormenting Qing Li.

The ancestral master looked at the severed wrist, his eyes lifting slightly, and slowly turned around…

“Doctor Chu, why is he here?”

Qing Li’s eyes reddened, surprised by Chu Ci’s appearance.

The system whined: “It’s because I was worried you would be killed by a great fierce, so… I also called someone.”