Virus King - Chapter 209

Chapter 209: Ghost King’s Edict! The Death of the Emperor in a Past Life!

TL: YYang

Inside the haunted house, two figures stood motionless in the pitch-black living room.

One wore blue, the other red, their gazes fixed intently on the figure before them.

Yan Xue and Yan Qi had not changed much—save for a slight increase in their levels.

More than ten days ago, Chen Bai had given the twin sisters a unique skill book, Nurturing Spirit Technique. This technique accelerated the cultivation of ghosts, intensifying the local Yin energy, which made the environment even more eerie and desolate—an ideal condition for ghost entities to grow stronger.

Thus, over the past days, combined with Yan Qi’s occasional hunting of trespassing zombies or even evolvers, the twin ghost girls had experienced rapid power growth.

However, at this moment, even the vicious vengeful spirit Yan Qi was overcome with tension when she looked at the unexpected intruder.

She could sense that this person was terrifyingly powerful!

The man before them appeared to be in his thirties. His body was alarmingly thin and frail, his complexion deathly pale. He was short, almost sickly in stature, and had the appearance of a walking cadaver.

Yet beneath the dark circles around his eyes lay a glint of excitement as he surveyed the haunted house and the two ghost girls standing before him.

His name was Wei Hao—a name that meant “good,” though he was anything but.

Before the apocalypse, he had been held in Magic City’s Detention Center. When chaos erupted, he managed to escape amidst the confusion. Thanks to his talent and a stroke of good luck, he grew steadily stronger.

“Leave now! This place already has an owner!” Yan Qi hissed.

Wei Hao stared greedily at the two translucent, ghost girls before him.

His talent was extraordinarily unique:

[Ghost King’s Edict (S-Rank)]
[When killing a creature, there is a 20% chance to permanently increase Spirit by 0.1 points.]
[A 70% chance to convert the creature into a ghost servant under the user’s control. Ghost servants retain 50% of their power from life.]
[A 10% chance to both increase spirit strength and create a ghost servant simultaneously.]
[Enhances control over spirits and sharpens sensitivity to Yin energy.]

This talent was immensely powerful!

It was thanks to Ghost King’s Edict, and the ghost servants he created from his victims, that Wei Hao had managed to escape the horrors of the detention center and grow to his current level.

Wei Hao hadn’t expected to sense such strong Yin energy from a villa on Magic City’s outskirts. Upon investigating, he had discovered these two ghost girls.

And what a discovery it was. Wei Hao had killed many people—zombies and evolvers alike—but among the ghosts born as servants, not one had been an attractive woman. The few female ghosts he had encountered had been grotesque at best.

Wei Hao had long wanted to see how the experience of possessing a ghost woman compared to that of a living one. Now, standing before him were identical twin sisters. Before the apocalypse, he would never have had such an opportunity. But now, they were his for the taking!

“An owner? Hahaha! Perfect. Call him out. I’ll turn him into a ghost servant too, so he can watch closely as I properly train you two little beauties!”

Yan Qi’s eyes turned a ferocious crimson. A piercing screech erupted from her, causing Wei Hao’s expression to darken as pain flashed across his face.

However, the ability Ghost King’s Edict made Wei Hao’s mental strength grow rapidly. Against such pure spiritual attacks, he remained completely unfazed, his smile growing even broader.

These two naturally gifted ghost entities were perfect to become his ghost servants!

Just as Wei Hao waved his hand, summoning several phantom-like ghost figures to charge toward the visibly alarmed Yan Qi and Yan Xue, a spatial ripple suddenly appeared.

Wei Hao froze, and the ghost servants halted immediately. From the swirling vortex of space, a figure slowly emerged.

The figure’s upper body was bare, revealing a flawless physique, while his lower half was encased in black-and-red armor-like material. His appearance was strikingly handsome, beyond the limits of imagination. Most notable was the indescribable aura exuding from him, a quality that made him stand out above all others.

“Master! Uncle…”

Two vastly different titles escaped the mouths of Yan Qi and Yan Xue. Yet the warmth and closeness in their voices were unmistakable.

He really has an owner? Wei Hao’s expression grew doubtful as he regarded the man who had suddenly appeared. His brows furrowed slightly.

The man’s immense mental strength immediately unsettled him. Wei Hao couldn’t shake the feeling that this individual was incredibly powerful.

Moreover, those calm, indifferent eyes seemed eerily familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.

Chen Bai, on the other hand, smiled faintly at the two ghost sisters he hadn’t seen for over ten days. Then, he shifted his gaze to the man before him.

He knew this man.

In his previous life, Magic City had later risen to become a titanic superpower known globally on Blue Star—The Eight Kings City.

This colossal faction was founded by eight exceptionally strong evolvers, and among them was the man standing before him: Ghost King Wei Hao.

What a coincidence to encounter such a renowned figure here.

But that was all it was—coincidence.

Chen Bai’s gaze swept over Wei Hao briefly before he let out a yawn.

Ghost King?

If this were at the very beginning of the apocalypse, this future powerhouse might have carried some weight in Chen Bai’s eyes.

However, after interacting with beings like the Eternal Night Monarch and the Succubus Queen in the abyss, even emperors and kings seemed trivial. A man like Wei Hao, not even an Emperor yet, hardly merited notice.

Naturally, for someone daring to covet his “little pets,” Chen Bai wouldn’t bother showing mercy.

Noticing the hatred burning in Yan Qi’s eyes, Chen Bai finally spoke:

“So, tell me—how would you like to die?”

Wei Hao froze. He opened his mouth, ready to sneer, but as Chen Bai turned to him, those icy, emotionless eyes cut straight through him. In that instant, an instinctive fear took over. Wei Hao staggered backward, his entire body trembling violently as he stammered in terror:

“You… You’re the White Emperor?!”

Chen Bai had been frequently discussed on forums, but his face had never been revealed. He either wore the Zombie Mask or the Bird Beak Mask, leaving only his distinct, indifferent eyes for others to remember.

And now, those very eyes stared directly at Wei Hao.

“Heh, you guessed right. Too bad there’s no prize.”

With a loud thud, the once arrogant Ghost King of the past life fell to his knees without a second thought.

“Lord White Emperor, this is all a misunderstanding! A complete misunderstanding…”

But Chen Bai had no interest in listening to the groveling excuses of this regretful man from his past life.

This wasn’t a misunderstanding—it was simply the law.

Just as Wei Hao could freely target and attempt to enslave Yan Qi and Yan Xue as ghost servants, Chen Bai could just as easily slaughter him and devour him in turn.

The name of this unchanging law was an old, familiar truth: the survival of the fittest.