NOVPUBWu Bin was startled for a moment and looked at Zhu Ling in astonishment.
"Do you know what the origins of that Buddha are?" he asked.
"The Buddha?"
Zhu Ling snorted derisively.
"The Heart-Eating Ghost was initially nothing but an insignificant low-level ghost that could only gain power by consuming the hearts of human beings. Even so, the power it obtained was limited. In the eyes of us from the Dragon Clan, they are extremely weak, considered only as lower-level ghosts in our hierarchy."
"Such a lower ghost dares to call itself a Buddha?"
From Zhu Ling’s disdainful expression, Wu Bin knew she truly didn’t regard the Heart-Eating Ghost highly.
Wu Bin also recalled that indeed the statue of Maitreya had cracked open, and a hand had reached out and directly removed Wan Xiu’s heart.
At first, Wu Bin thought it was an accident or perhaps some kind of special ritual.
But now, having listened to Zhu Ling’s explanation, he realized that the Heart-Eating Ghost did so not out of inherent brutality but possibly because its powers had not fully recovered, which was why it targeted Wan Xiu.
Otherwise, why wouldn’t it kill him or Song Bing, instead going after the loyal Wan Xiu?
Thinking this, Wu Bin continued, "You mentioned this Heart-Eating Ghost, does it have the ability to break through spaces? Why could it just crawl out of that wooden Buddha?"
Zhu Ling was even more disdainful.
"The power of space is a high-level law. Do you think just anyone can master the power of space? The reason it appeared in that wooden Buddha is likely not because it hid there voluntarily, but rather it was sealed inside the wood from the beginning. Later, in order to escape, it began to mislead the carpenter, making him believe it was a Buddha."
"As for why Maitreya, I guess that’s what it told the carpenter. After all, you humans like to worship these intangible things. It then promised the carpenter some bizarre rewards, and the carpenter willingly lured those unfaithful men and women to the underground hall as offerings."
It must be said that, although Zhu Ling didn’t understand some of the modern norms and things, she understood human nature very well.
It’s like suddenly being able to hear a voice that only you can hear, which nobody else can hear.
This voice tells you that you are the Chosen One and that if you do as it asks, you will receive everything you desire.
For a day or two, you may be indifferent, but as time goes on and you’re sure only you can hear it, you will unconditionally believe everything it tells you.
This is human weakness, believing that you are the chosen one, that you are unique.
Without a doubt, Wan Xiu was used by the Heart-Eating Ghost sealed in the wood.
Zhu Ling, sitting on the bed, even sighed.
"Though I’m not sure who sealed that Heart-Eating Ghost, I think it’s very likely your human race. I didn’t expect your kind also had masters who could control the spatial laws; this truly broadens my horizons."
Wu Bin was very confused.
"How can you tell it was done by humans?" he asked.
Zhu Ling took a bite of a chip and said, "Simple, because only humans would do such self-deceptive things."
"That’s the Heart-Eating Ghost, which specializes in eating human hearts from your Ghost Clan. If any other clan encountered the Heart-Eating Ghost, without question, they would run if they couldn’t beat it and kill it if they could. Only your humans might have the power but choose not to use it, pretentiously talking about the virtue of valuing all life."
"Tell me, aside from your human race, who else could do such a thing?"
Wu Bin wanted to argue, but then realized Zhu Ling made sense, and he suddenly didn’t know what to say.
Wu Bin rubbed his temples with some headaches and then said, "Alright, stop talking about this irrelevant stuff. Just tell me if the people at Mount Ghost Fifteen can handle that Heart-Eating Ghost, and whether we need to intervene."
Zhu Ling stood up and walked to the window, looking in the direction of the back mountain, her nose twitching.
A while later, Zhu Ling finally spoke, "It depends on whether the people at Ghost Fifteen are willing to show their true strength. Although the Heart-Eating Ghost is considered a lower clan to us from the Dragon Clan, its combat capabilities are still far stronger than your humans."
"Not to mention, relying on your so-called conventional hot weapons, they should not pose a threat to the Heart-Eating Ghost."
"Just wait a bit longer since if they can’t handle it, they will come looking for you, won’t they?"
Just as Zhu Ling finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
"Wu Bin, are you in the room?"
Wu Bin went to open the door, only to find Han Biao standing at the doorway.
"Captain Han, what’s the matter?" he asked.
Han Biao looked somewhat embarrassed and said, "There’s something I need to talk about, may I come in?"
Wu Bin nodded and hurriedly invited Han Biao into the room.
As soon as Han Biao entered the room, he rubbed his hands and said, "Here’s the situation, Wu Bin. After you descended the mountain, I already had people seal off the entire back mountain. In the meantime, our people made contact with that ghostly entity you mentioned, and the situation is... not good." 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝙗.𝒄𝒐𝒎
Han Biao spoke gravely, "At first, we treated it as a normal peculiar creature, trying to wound it with gunfire, aiming to capture it."
"But we quickly realized that this method was ineffective. Our conventional weapons could wound it, but not very effectively, or rather, that could hardly be called wounding, more of a repelling."
"We discovered it has an incredibly strong self-healing ability, and its methods of attack are also bizarrely cruel. We’ve already had three team members killed and a dozen injured."
As Han Biao said this, he looked intently at Wu Bin and stated, "I have already requested reinforcements from headquarters, but the earliest they can arrive is in five hours."
"Thus, during these five hours, I want to ask you to help us hold the fort."
Wu Bin’s face immediately showed embarrassment.
"Me... hold the fort? Captain Han, don’t joke with me. I’m just a student; I’m not qualified to hold the fort. You guys can’t handle it, and if I go, it would be suicidal."
Wu Bin indeed had the intention to help, but what he had in mind was to stealthily bring Zhu Ling to see if she could intervene.
If it was Han Biao asking him directly to hold the fort, how could Zhu Ling make a move?
Could he really rely on himself?
Han Biao, with a serious expression, said, "We all know you’re not an ordinary college student, so please, we really need your help this time."
