The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 304 - 302: Qin Zhao’s master is a social phobic; he only likes to be alone.

Chapter 304: Chapter 302: Qin Zhao’s master is a social phobic; he only likes to be alone.

"Save... Save me!"

Mr. Qu clawed at the rope around his neck, trying to turn around, but something seemed to be pressing down on him, making it impossible to turn and break free.

"Ah! A ghost!"

Xiao Yun completely ignored Mr. Qu’s cries for help, forcefully pushed him away, and ran out of the bedroom bare-skinned.

The White Bone Ghost Hand appeared out of thin air, still holding the rope to kill someone. This eerie scene had already terrified her.

Who could still care about others?

She was only worried about saving her own life.

Fortunately, the moment she fled, Qin Zhao and Mrs. Qu happened to burst in.

The villa’s servants couldn’t stop Mrs. Qu at all. After all, she was Mr. Qu’s legitimate wife and had already caused a scene here once before. The servants were fearful at the sight of her.

"You shameless thing, where is my husband!"

Mrs. Qu saw Xiao Yun without clothes and showed a look of disdain on her face.

"There’s a ghost! A ghost!"

Xiao Yun mumbled incoherently.

Qin Zhao and Mrs. Qu immediately understood, running into the bedroom and seeing Mr. Qu with the ghost hand choking him with the rope, his face swollen and turning purple, nearly suffocating to death!

"Evil creature! Release him now!"

Qin Zhao cast a spell that hit the Bone Hand.

Forced to let go, the rope fell, and Mr. Qu’s body thudded onto the bed. His back was covered in blood, with numerous glass shards embedded in it.

Seeing Qin Zhao appear, the Bone Hand immediately fled.

However, Qin Zhao was not in a hurry to chase it.

"What exactly happened just now?" Mr. Qu, gasping weakly, asked upon seeing Mrs. Qu and Qin Zhao.

"You encountered something unclean," Mrs. Qu said. "That thing was clinging to you and even tried to kill you. Luckily, the master I found came just in time."

"Unclean thing?"

His already flushed face turned deathly pale.

"There was a Bone Hand, behind you with a rope,"

Xiao Yun, wrapped in a blanket and shivering, began, "It used the rope to choke you, just one Bone Hand, nothing else, so terrifying..."

Hearing this, Mr. Qu’s expression turned even uglier. The fear in his heart made him oblivious to the pain on his body, his mind consumed entirely by the feeling of suffocation he experienced just before death.

"Master! Save me! Help me get rid of that thing!"

He rolled and scrambled off the bed, weeping as he begged Qin Zhao.

"Master Qin predicted a disaster for you, and I brought her here specifically to resolve it. But she never helps anyone for free. That thing she just drove away might come back.

If you want to live, you’ll need to pay first."

Mrs. Qu said to Mr. Qu, with a hint of schadenfreude in her eyes.

Qin Zhao glanced at her but offered no explanation.

"Okay! Any amount is fine, just as long as that thing is removed!"

"Well, then transfer twenty million to Master Qin, and any extra is for accumulating your virtues. I’ve told you before, karma never misses. You scum, sooner or later you’ll get what’s coming to you!"

Mrs. Qu demanded an exorbitant fee on behalf of Qin Zhao, not forgetting to mock her worthless husband.

"Fine! Twenty million it is!"

Mr. Qu, having just survived a brush with death, was nearly scared out of his wits.

He couldn’t care less about the cost and immediately agreed.

Although he had squandered much of the family fortune, and the family business had been losing money for years, his family still possessed several billion in assets, and he could still muster twenty million.

However, it did pain him somewhat.

But this money was far less important than his own life.

Qin Zhao earned twenty million from Mr. Qu, left him a peace charm, and asked the mistress to take him to the hospital, while she and Mrs. Qu went to deal with the Ghost Hand at its grave.

But as soon as they left, the mistress, Xiao Yun, ran away.

Xiao Yun was worried that the Ghost Hand might come after Mr. Qu again, and while Mr. Qu had Qin Zhao’s peace charm, she did not. What if it killed her next time? She chose to flee instead.

Fortunately, the household servants were reliable and called an ambulance.

As Mr. Qu was being loaded into the ambulance, he was cursively muttering that Xiao Yun was a heartless and treacherous woman, now reconsidering that Mrs. Qu was actually the good one.

Mrs. Qu brought Qin Zhao to the graveyard of the Ghost Hand.

Previously, following the Taoist’s instructions, she dug up the corpse, chopped off its right hand to bring home for worship, and then reburied the bones to a high standard.

The Ghost Hand had run off without a trace just now, but as the saying goes, "You can run away from the monk, but not from the temple."

Qin Zhao then waved her hand, directly toppling his grave.

The skeleton inside thumped and sat up, then turned its head to flee.

This man’s burial site was located on geomantically treasured land, and with the Taoist’s spells, the skeleton had already become sentient.

Unfortunately, that Taoist was unscrupulous, utterly disregarding any aftermath. As the skeleton grew stronger and endured Mrs. Qu’s insults, it slipped out of control.

This was the greatest disadvantage of enlisting the help of spirits and monsters.

Humans all have their own temperaments, much more so spirits and monsters with extraordinary abilities. A moment’s carelessness, and if you can’t control them, they will break free and turn on you.

"Still dare to run?"

Qin Zhao sneered, her hand’s Spiritual Power shaping into a rope, and she pulled him back directly.

"Believe it or not, I will crush your bones and scatter your ashes?"

"Mercy, my lord! I, I didn’t kill anyone!"

The skeleton weakly spoke, kneeling before Qin Zhao, curling up into a ball.

Had it not been for Qin Zhao’s intervention, he would have already killed someone.

"Your sins and punishment will be judged by the underworld."

Qin Zhao extracted his soul from the skeleton with one palm.

This skeleton, lustrous as jade, was filled with Spiritual Energy from heaven and earth, and was no ordinary bone.

A black and golden Array talisman appeared on the ground.

The sky grew dark, filled with rolling waves of yin energy, and the immense gate of the underworld emerged.

The Netherworld Envoy, holding a chain, approached, his expression showing reverence upon seeing Qin Zhao outside the door.

Her presence not only carried an oppressive evil aura but also enveloped in a vast aura of righteousness and meritorious golden light. In future her Ascension would surely make her a renowned figure.

"Catching souls again, good sir?"

Qin Zhao nodded. Having caught spirits for a long time, she had become familiar with the staff of the underworld in this world. She was sure that the underworld of this world and that of the Canglan Realm were one and the same.

As for why?

Qin Zhao glanced at the Netherworld Envoy’s uniform.

In her previous life, she frequently captured spirits and had dealings with the staff of the underworld. These Netherworld Envoys’ uniforms were all the same, bearing the signature totem of the Netherworld on their backs.

So it was definitely the same underworld.

What did this imply?

It meant her soul had merely moved from the Canglan Realm to another of the three thousand minor realms.

In the future, upon achieving Ascension, she could traverse the Void and possibly return to the Canglan Realm.

However, whether she returns to the Canglan Realm was not important.

What Qin Zhao mainly wanted to verify was whether the Immortal Realm she would Ascend to in the future was the same as the one where her master resided.

In her past life, after her family died, her master took her in, taught her cultivation techniques, and became her only kin.

She was somewhat concerned about her master’s life in the Immortal Realm, hence her urgency to Ascend in her previous life.

In modern terms, her master... was somewhat of a social phobe.

Maybe even more severe?

Should he be called an autistic child?

Ah, no, that seems a bit disrespectful.

Back in the Canglan Realm, her master was famous for his fervor for cultivation. Apart from cultivation, he cared little for worldly affairs. Outsiders said he was aloof and solely pursued enlightenment, but in reality, he disliked social interactions.

Whenever he talked a bit more with someone, a cold expression on his face, inside he was screaming: don’t come over! Don’t talk to me! Don’t call my name!

He only had Qin Zhao as his disciple.

Of course, the purpose of taking her as his disciple was to enslave her.

By making Qin Zhao his messenger and errand runner, he could enjoy being a joyful recluse.

Later, after her master Ascended, Qin Zhao also wanted to find a disciple to treat in the same way.

Unfortunately, her disciple started off obedient but later became rebellious.

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