The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 341 - 339: When Qin Zhao Was Away, It Was Fiercely Deadly

Chapter 341: Chapter 339: When Qin Zhao Was Away, It Was Fiercely Deadly

"Why can’t we get close to him?"

The bodyguards, who had been sent flying, felt a wave of pain in their bones and muscles.

They lay on the ground, struggling to rise, but it felt as if a massive stone were pressing down on them; they simply could not lift themselves, and cold sweat beaded on their foreheads.

The handsome man before them stood tall and elegant, an air of noble grace about him.

The dim light in the room seemed to focus on him, casting a shadow at their feet; he was like a deity, invoking an inherent sense of oppression and fear from deep within.

"If I were you, I’d rather have died sooner than end up in such a ghastly state."

Chu Yan smiled and walked leisurely towards Xu Cheng.

"You, you’re not Chu Yan!"

Xu Cheng’s eyes widened in terror, involuntarily backing away in his wheelchair; the Chu Yan before him felt frighteningly unfamiliar, his body trembling uncontrollably under the dangerous and sinister aura that made his scalp tingle.

"If I’m not Chu Yan, who else could I be?"

Chu Yan stopped in front of the wheelchair, leisurely staring him down.

Seeing Xu Cheng’s body shake beyond his control reminded Chu Yan of many past events. This man before him had almost completely destroyed him, close to reducing him to the scum of society, unable to turn his life around.

But now, thinking of these things, there was not a trace of anger in his heart.

Perhaps it was because he was vastly more powerful than Xu Cheng.

With a mere thought, he could make Xu Cheng’s life a living hell.

Or perhaps, someone else had avenged him.

Xu Cheng’s miserable state, tortured to this extent, was all thanks to Qin Zhao.

His long, pale fingers slowly wrapped around Xu Cheng’s throat, cold and devoid of any warmth.

Chu Yan’s lips still held a smile, "It’s time we settled things between us. Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant you your release."

With a light smile, he twisted Xu Cheng’s neck.

He turned his gaze toward the others, as if nothing had happened.

"!!!"

That look alone gave them the sensation that death was imminent.

The chill in his phoenix eyes held no emotion, yet it still sent shivers down their spines.

Suddenly, the corpse fell from the wheelchair.

With a thud, it landed right before the eyes of the bodyguards.

They suddenly found they could move, scrambling and crawling towards the door, their legs still weak.

These bodyguards were desperados, with several lives on their hands, but witnessing Chu Yan’s manner of killing sent chills down their spines and a coldness creeping up from their feet.

It was nonchalant yet habituated.

Such an attitude could not have been cultivated without killing at least a hundred or so people!

Alas, their fast running was in vain.

The air around them seemed distorted by a potent force, preventing them from taking a step as something pressed in on them from all sides.

A heavy scent of blood violently spread through the air.

The escaping bodyguards hadn’t even managed to unlock the door when they instantly turned into a spray of blood. This was a new spell Chu Yan had learned, and it was finally time to put it to use.

He stood within a transparent barrier, satisfied as the bodies exploded into tiny fragments.

Such power was beyond any weapon currently in existence.

A surge of excitement for blood and killing filled the depths of his chilling phoenix eyes, tinged with a hint of crimson light.

Chu Yan’s hand, hanging by his side, moved slightly as he slowly closed his eyes.

He suppressed that thrill of excitement for slaughter.

"Holy shit! How did we die?"

"This is terrifying, he’s definitely not human!"

"I knew we shouldn’t have come."

The people who had just died had turned into ghosts, watching Chu Yan in the room with lingering horror.

Chu Yan’s eyes opened, and he looked towards Xu Cheng hiding behind a group of ghosts.

Xu Cheng’s soul was so frightened that it almost let out a scream.

He asked the other ghosts, shivering, "Can he see me?"

"That’s impossible; we’re all dead."

"Yeah, we’re ghosts now."

"Don’t panic, Second Master; you’re already dead, what more can he do to you?"

"I heard that when ghosts cling to people, if it goes on for too long, they can wear a person down to death. Let’s just cling to him! Maybe someday, we’ll even give him a scare!"

Xu Cheng was still muttering to himself, "I think he can see us right now."

Chu Yan hooked his lip slightly, "Congratulations, you guessed right."

"!!!"

Suddenly, the room was filled with the screams of a group of ghosts.

In a frenzy, the ghosts tried to rush out of the house, but they were pulled back by a strange force.

Xu Cheng turned his head and saw Chu Yan grab a ghost.

In his grasp, the ghost quickly became completely transparent to the naked eye, its human shape vanished, turning into a bundle of yin energy, and entered Chu Yan’s body.

"You’re really not human! You’re a monster!"

Xu Cheng screamed in terror, but it was futile; he couldn’t change the outcome of being devoured.

After devouring the power of the ghost, Chu Yan used a spell to clean up the scene thoroughly, leaving no trace behind, as if these people had never existed.

The spell he used to clean the scene was the Dust Cleaning Technique.

Qin Zhao had used this spell before, and he learned it after just watching once.

As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, Chu Yan received a call from Qin Zhao.

"Where are you? I’m here."

"I’ll be there soon."

Chu Yan thought of Imperial Airport in his mind, and his figure instantly appeared in a corner of Imperial Airport.

The heavy snow and cold wind were blowing; the ground was already covered in thick snow.

He pulled at his down jacket and thought that tomorrow, Christmas, he could have a snowball fight and build a snowman with Qin Zhao. Then he hurriedly ran towards the airport exit.

Qin Zhao had just come out of the airport when Chu Yan embraced her fully.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I didn’t want to keep you waiting."

Chu Yan pinched her small hand, intending to ask if she was cold. The weather in Imperial City had been quite warm when Qin Zhao left, so she was wearing relatively little.

But Qin Zhao’s hand was so warm, like a small heater.

"I’m taking a day off tomorrow."

"Why are you taking leave so often? You’re not a competent doctor at all."

"Tomorrow is Christmas. I want to spend it at home with you."

"I don’t need your company."

Chu Yan stopped in his tracks, looking down at her displeasedly. In the open with people around and Shangguan Qiu, the single dog, following behind them, Chu Yan pulled her into his arms and kissed her, "Then tomorrow, you can stay at home with me."

"..." Is there a difference?

Qin Zhao rolled her eyes at him unapologetically.

She turned her head to look for Shangguan Qiu, intending to have Chu Yan drive her home, but she couldn’t find him.

Shangguan Qiu had left at some point; she didn’t like third-wheeling, so she sent a message to Qin Zhao on WeChat.

"Where’s your car?"

"The car was sent for repairs."

Chu Yan found a random excuse, and they stood by the roadside to hail a taxi.

With the heavy snow today, it was not only hard to book a ride online, but there were also very few taxis.

After waiting for a while, Qin Zhao was somewhat unwilling to wait any longer. She was thinking of flying home using Sword Control when she suddenly felt a chill at the back of her head. Chu Yan had made a snowball and threw it at her.