UCS Chapter 53

Gao Shi and Yin Ling entered the room, while Xuan Yu, Chang Yang, and Huang Shan controlled the formation outside.

 

Bai Shi watched wide-eyed as Gao Shi walked straight toward the closed door and then simply disappeared.

 

She stared with round eyes, thinking the drugs were taking effect and she was hallucinating.

 

Chang Yang casually handed her a coat. “Miss Bai, don’t be afraid. Captain Gao and Captain Yin always complete missions quickly.”

 

As he spoke, Chang Yang also took out a bag of plum-flavored melon seeds and offered them to her. “Don’t be nervous. Would you like some melon seeds?”

 

Bai Shi dazedly accepted the melon seeds and began to crack them open-surprisingly, cracking the seeds actually made her less nervous. Now she didn’t look like a victimized girl witnessing a supernatural event, but more like someone gossiping with village women.

 

Xuan Yu walked over. “Do you have yogurt flavor?”

 

“No yogurt flavor, but I have lemon. Want some?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“1321 is in trouble. Not only did it mess with Lele, but it specifically chose to cause trouble with the auction while Captain Gao was on a mission. Guess how many minutes it will take to resolve?”

 

“Ten minutes.”

 

“I bet a bag of melon seeds it won’t take more than eight minutes.”

 

…

 

The fox spirit had possessed, coincidentally, She Tingxie.

 

She Tingxie was already beautiful, and with the fox spirit’s enchantment, her eyes were seductive and her breath was fragrant, nearly captivating President Qian’s soul. He was completely unaware that his spiritual and yang energy were being continuously drained.

 

“President Qian, have another drink~” She Tingxie was practically pressing against President Qian, her chest subtly brushing against his arm.

 

President Qian only had eyes for the beauty before him, completely forgetting they were at a dinner table. He was eager to take off his clothes and get down to business right there-if She Tingxie had asked him to streak naked, he would have gladly done so, let alone drink a cup of wine.

 

“Good, drink! Drink!”

 

Just as President Qian was baring his teeth and puckering his thick lips toward She Tingxie, a thunderous shout echoed through the room: “Police! Everyone against the wall, hands on your heads, squat down!”

 

This earth-shattering shout was like a wake-up call, frightening President Qian into impotence, with a cup of wine spilling all over his round belly.

 

The fox spirit-possessed She Tingxie’s face contorted. From the corner of his eye, President Qian vaguely saw She Tingxie’s gentle, tranquil face grow fine red fur, transforming into a ferocious fox face. He immediately screamed in terror, his pitch rising two octaves-even dolphins would have applauded.

 

President Qian wasn’t the only one who witnessed the transformation. Screams erupted throughout the room, creating chaos like a prairie dog meeting. The fox spirit tried to escape in the confusion, but how could it break through Xuan Yu’s formation so easily?

 

The fox spirit had already depleted its magical power and now truly had no escape.

 

The fox spirit manipulated She Tingxie’s face to appear pitiful and tearful. “Brothers, don’t be like this, I’m scared…”

 

The next moment, a red shadow darted out from She Tingxie’s body toward Gao Shi, while She Tingxie collapsed onto President Qian.

 

The beauty who had made President Qian eager for intimacy three minutes ago now seemed like a venomous snake, making him struggle to escape while sobbing profusely. Surely after this, he would never again-and could never again-force himself on women.

 

As for the fox spirit, after considering its options, following its fox instincts, it accurately chose the wrong option from a range of correct ones. Yin Ling and Ghost Eye, who were just emerging from the void, were stunned.

 

Gao Shi extended his hand without even aiming, and the fox spirit crashed into him like a stupid rabbit.

 

The fox spirit let out a sharp cry. It struggled desperately, but Gao Shi’s hand gripped it like iron pliers.

 

It hadn’t expected that by choosing what seemed like the most yang-filled, longest-lasting “power bank,” it would open a blind box with a hidden prize-a police officer with a fully yang eight-character birth chart and virtue protection.

 

With these buffs stacked to the maximum, if it didn’t die, who would?

 

The fox spirit wanted to cry but had no tears.

 

Fox spirits have yin constitutions and are most attracted to men with strong yang energy. But too much of anything is harmful-excessive yang energy would directly damage its spiritual essence. Moreover, the golden light of virtue surrounding this man was terrifyingly thick, protecting him like a blade.

 

In Ghost Eye’s view, the golden flames on Gao Shi’s body scorched and tore at the fox spirit’s soul. If Gao Shi’s “aura” filled the whole room, the fox spirit was just a tiny sesame seed within it—their confrontation was like using anti-aircraft guns on a mosquito.

Ghost Eye no longer concealed himself and quietly revealed his form.

President Qian, seeing such a big living person suddenly appear in front of him, finally couldn’t withstand the night’s shocks. His eyes rolled back and he fainted in bliss.

Gao Shi gripped the fox spirit by the neck, looking at its true form.

It felt warm and soft, not like a spirit; it was different from touching a ghost.

This fox had fiery red fur, very beautiful, its fluffy big tail rubbing flatteringly against Gao Shi’s wrist, and its black grape-like eyes looked moist and pitiful, as if brimming with tears.

The next second, it spoke, uttering human words: “Don’t grab me, I was forced into this too. Let me go, I’ll do whatever you want~”

The fox’s real voice was neither male nor female, sweet and seductive, like a feather gently brushing your mind, making your whole body tingle. Those previously frightened agents, executives, and young celebrities suddenly burst forth, trying to rescue the fox from Gao Shi, but Yin Ling, well-prepared, knocked them down one by one like smashing cucumbers.

Seeing its little tricks fail, the fox spirit didn’t dare try anything else and quickly said, “Oh come on, I just sucked a little yang energy, do you have to be so rough?”

Yin Ling snapped, “Humans live on yang energy. If it’s drained, at best you get sick, at worst you never recover, bedridden for years. If you drain too much, you could die on the spot—is that what you call ‘just a little’?”

“Look at those students at Jingda you drained! Healthy young men, all wasted away! That Zhou Da went from XXL to L, Lin Kun from L to S—they’re practically two-dimensional now!”

“And that Jia Qi, sleeping with seven or eight men a day, even his looks have changed!”

The fox spirit’s eyes spun. “His appearance changed by his own choice, I didn’t force him.”

Gao Shi’s voice was heavy: “You just disguised yourself as a system to tempt him.”

The fox spirit replied righteously, “I’d only just awakened, my power was weak. If he wasn’t willing, I couldn’t have changed his appearance by force.”

“Besides, I only possess people who already have desires, who are bad in the ordinary sense. Such people are more easily tempted and easier to take over. If they had strong willpower, could I possess them?”

It grew more and more self-righteous, waving its forepaws. “Like Jia Qi—look how good the Sun family was to him. When they found out he’d been switched at birth and their real son had lived worse than a beggar in Jia Qi’s home, they just made him move out, gave him an apartment, cash, and a car—over ten million in total. If he’d stayed with the Jia family, he’d never earn that much in his life.”

“But him? He refused to accept it. When his birth mother came asking for money, he started making backup plans—hiding things from the Sun family, seducing Sun Langgan, who was then his brother, even making Sun Langgan believe he’d forced his own brother. Sun Langgan was so heartbroken and guilty, he became completely submissive, even willing to break with his family for Jia Qi.”

The fox’s big fluffy tail swayed. “You think Sun Langgan was under my charm? He was already like that when I found Jia Qi. After meeting me, Jia Qi traded Sun Langgan’s yang energy for control over the Sun parents—oh, and after he asked, I told him everything in the ‘shop’ needed to be exchanged for ‘talent points’ he earned.”

Yin Ling, who didn’t read novels, echoed in confusion, “Shop? Talent points?”

The fox spirit was quite proud of its disguise. “My powers can do all sorts of things—control, set up barriers, invisibility, charm, beauty, and even boost certain abilities~” It winked at Yin Ling, who immediately felt a chill.

Heaven knows how he could see seduction in that furry face.

The fox spirit said, “I told Jia Qi, if he wins a man’s affection or sleeps with him, he can gain a portion of that man’s talent, which becomes ‘talent points.’ These talent points can be used to enhance abilities or exchanged for items in the shop.”

The fox spirit wasn’t strong enough to directly strip someone’s talent—for example, even if Jia Qi conquered Cheng Zeqi, he wouldn’t instantly lose his makeup skills and inspiration. But draining yang energy would leave people listless, weak, and slow-witted, which did look a lot like losing some talent—if the yang was drained too much and never recovered, you could say the talent points were permanently lost.

As for those so-called “talent points,” they were just yang energy.

The so-called system was just a way for the fox spirit to absorb yang energy from men, then “trade” for the fox’s services.

It was laughable that Jia Qi thought he was the chosen one, but in the end, he was just a tool for the fox to drain yang energy.

The fox spirit said, “When I first woke up, I was weak and couldn’t force Jia Qi to do anything. I explained the talent points clearly, and he didn’t hesitate—slept with Sun Langgan all night, then traded for my help controlling the Sun parents.”

“As for the later men, Jia Qi did have me use some tricks, but my power was weak at first—only men with weak willpower were attracted. Like you mentioned, Zhou Da and Lin Kun—”

The fox spirit pointed at Yin Ling. “They’re the weakest-willed men I’ve ever seen. Jia Qi conquered them on his own, just two lecherous fools. The only time I intervened was to make them agree to a threesome.”

The fox spirit spread its little paws. “I only intervened once, the first time. After that, they thought three was more exciting, so the later times weren’t my doing.”

“That woman too,” the fox spirit pointed at She Tingxie, “she’s two-faced, malicious, and extremely jealous. This kind of setup, pushing promising young girls from the company to greasy men, isn’t her first time—she’s played this role countless times.”

“She can’t stand seeing juniors stay clean, but doesn’t want them to latch onto big shots either. So at drinking parties, she flirts with the minor bosses, then pushes the juniors toward them. The bosses vent their lust on the juniors, but still can’t forget She Tingxie. In the end, the juniors lose their bodies but get little in return.”

The fox spirit pleaded, “I didn’t do anything, it was all their own choices.”

Gao Shi sneered, “Silver-tongued.”

“No matter how twisted human hearts are in the yang world, it’s not up to creatures from the yin world to judge.”

The fox spirit shouted, “I’m doing this for justice!”

Yin Ling pressed, “Justice is turning Jia Qi into your new vessel?”

“The change in Jia Qi’s appearance wasn’t accidental, was it? In fact, it’s based on your human form, isn’t it?”

“Once Jia Qi completely turns into your human form, you’ll kill his soul and take his place.”

Gao Shi’s grip tightened incrementally. “Even for justice, you can’t take the law into your own hands, let alone cross the boundary between worlds. Otherwise, what’s the point of the law?”

The fox spirit’s face twisted in a grimace, struggling madly, but Gao Shi was unmoved. That red mass was finally forced into a tiny spirit-locking bottle.

Yin Ling had just breathed a sigh of relief when Ghost Eye suddenly lunged at She Tingxie lying on the ground. “There’s still half left!”

The fox spirit had actually split its soul in two—one half attacked Gao Shi as a decoy, the other hid inside She Tingxie’s body, waiting for a chance.

Seeing how troublesome these people were, the fox spirit had no choice but to flee.

Unexpectedly, the fox leapt out and escaped Xuan Yu’s formation!

The fox spirit grinned viciously—once it got out of this formation, who could stop it?

However, while a rabbit never hits the same tree twice, this fox spirit did.

With this leap, it delivered itself right into the hands of the Anomaly Management Bureau.

Yin Ling rushed out, delighted, “Little Feather! You’re out of seclusion?!”

The one holding the fox was dressed all in white, with only the fox and the red string at the end of his hair being red.

It was Feiyu, just out of seclusion.

Feiyu and Yin Ling both had white hair—Yin Ling’s was like a bolt of lightning, Feiyu’s like snowflakes.

Feiyu’s hair was a bit longer, tied at the back with a faded red string. One eye had a patch of silvery fish scales at the corner, and one ear was long and pointed, unlike a human’s, covered in snowy feathers.

Feiyu said calmly, “It’s always five years. What’s so surprising?”

He casually tossed the fox into the spirit-locking bottle.

“Dongxue!”

A sharp cry rang out. Everyone turned to see the usually calm and collected Huang Shan running toward Feiyu. “Dongxue!”

Feiyu turned, his cold face expressionless.

“Who are you?”

Huang Shan froze at those words. Yin Ling walked over curiously, “Brother Huang, this is our teammate, Feiyu.”

“He needs to go into seclusion every five years, so you haven’t met before. Feiyu, this is Brother Huang.”

Huang Shan forced a smile. “Sorry, I mistook you for someone else.”

Feiyu frowned. He was half a head taller than Huang Shan, looking down at him. “What a boring pick-up line.”

That made Huang Shan’s face flush red and white.

Yin Ling hurriedly tried to smooth things over. “Don’t be mad, Brother Huang, that’s just how he is—his mouth is really foul.”

Feiyu just snorted and couldn’t be bothered to say more.

Gao Shi stubbed out his cigarette and walked toward Feiyu. “Don’t you know how to talk to people?”

Feiyu sneered, “And what business is it of yours?”

No one expected things to escalate so quickly, and everyone rushed over, ready to break up a fight.

Feiyu was actually feeling quite unwell—like the fox spirit, he had a yin constitution, and being hit by Gao Shi’s yang energy made him extremely uncomfortable.

But he still forced a cold smile. “Ha, what, you only dare to suppress people with your yang energy?”

After saying that, he suddenly fainted.

Everyone was shocked—even Gao Shi was stunned. He hadn’t done anything, hadn’t even spoken, so why did this guy just pass out? Was he faking it?

While he was wondering, someone suddenly appeared beside him.

Ying Bujie, with a wooden tag and a pair of bells tied to his wrist, seemed a bit confused and slow to react. He raised his wrist and looked at Gao Shi. “The bell rang.”

At that moment, the staff who had invited Ying Bujie to discuss ghost classification and the issue of spirits were staring at an empty chair, dumbfounded.

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