Chapter 52: Bound to Sister’s Best Friend!?

The moment he looked down and saw the ghostly face, Qin Luo’s face turned pale. A chill surged from below straight to the top of his head.

After pulling up his pants, he still remembered to flush, hoping to wash the ghost away. But then that head slowly emerged from the sewer drain.

The hollow eyes stared straight at Qin Luo.

Then it crawled out using all four limbs!

He hurriedly tried to open the bathroom door. Bang! Bang! Bang! No use! It’s over!

Qin Luo turned around, looking at the ghost that had just crawled out, swallowing his saliva.

It didn’t seem that powerful—unlike that red-dressed female ghost that made one shudder.

He steadied his nerves and tried to greet it:

“Hey, brother, hello. The place you came out of… well, quite tasteful.”

‘What to do?’

If he used his ability, his body would become weak again. Hard to say if he’d pass out again.

Before him was a male ghost.

It slowly floated to Qin Luo.

“Hungry… so hungry…”

“Hungry!”

Qin Luo glanced at the toilet.

‘So this is why you came out of the toilet! A ghost is a ghost, but can’t you be so desperate for food?!’

“Food…”

The male ghost floated in front of him, face pale, eyes hollow, looking extremely creepy, still muttering:

“Hungry… so hungry, give me food…”

Qin Luo leaned back against the bathroom door.

This ghost didn’t seem threatening.

He tried turning the door lock. No response.

‘Final one minute. At worst, I’ll become weak again. Slowly gather my power.’

Clack—

It opened!

But Qin Luo’s legs were trembling slightly.

From weakness.

He dashed out of the bathroom, arrived in front of his sister, and said breathlessly:

“Sister, there’s… a ghost!”

“Ghost!?”

Seeing Qin Luo’s pale face, Luo Zhirou sensed it.

Qin Luo’s spiritual energy was already weak, clearly a result of forcing the use of his ability without mastering Qi cultivation.

‘No wonder the kid kept saying he was hungry in the bathroom.’

Qin Luo thought this ghost had a taste for that.

The male ghost saw Bai Jingyu and Luo Zhirou, seemed to sense danger, and instantly vanished like smoke.

Bai Jingyu furrowed her brows.

The next second, she saw a male ghost slowly floating out of the bathroom.

“It’s a child ghost.”

Luo Zhirou recognized it at a glance.

“Someone in this mall is raising a child ghost, absorbing human yang energy to make it grow.”

“But look, the ghost’s appetite has grown too big. It ran out looking for yang energy.”

Just as Qin Luo was about to sigh in relief, he suddenly felt warm all over. That weak feeling inside was slowly fading.

He looked up and found his sister’s best friend reaching a hand toward him, specks of light falling on him.

Bai Jingyu saw the ghost disappear and relaxed her guard. When she turned back, she saw her best friend healing her brother.

‘Oh right, she almost forgot. Zhirou’s attached ability was auxiliary healing. Otherwise, that battle alone would have been hard for her to sustain.’

Qin Luo saw his sister’s gaze and tried to get up, but Bai Jingyu stopped him with a jade-like hand.

“Stay put. Zhirou’s healing technique is enough to make up for your recent losses.”

To avoid being discovered by people around, Bai Jingyu set up a barrier.

“…Thanks, Sister Zhirou.”

Qin Luo felt very comfortable all over.

Bai Jingyu saw her brother’s content expression and felt somewhat dissatisfied, but since it was for her brother’s good, she endured it for now.

‘Other than Little Aunt, she didn’t like her things being touched by other women.’

“No need to be polite.”

Luo Zhirou smiled faintly.

Qin Luo quietly enjoyed the treatment.

Not long after, he felt like he was almost back to full health.

However, the next moment, a crescent moon mark automatically appeared on the back of his right hand.

‘What’s going on?’

Before he could figure out the situation, whoosh, his right hand uncontrollably reached forward—

Qin Luo grabbed Luo Zhirou’s fair wrist.

“!!!”

‘Damn! My berserk arm is out of control!’

“!!!”

Luo Zhirou also didn’t expect Qin Luo to be so bold. In front of Xiao Yu, he blatantly grabbed her wrist.

“Qin Luo, you…”

Mmh~

She barely said a few words when suddenly the power inside her began to be drained. Her body went limp and she let herself fall.

A fragrant breeze hit him.

Before Qin Luo could react, a soft body had already fallen into his arms.

Silky hair brushed against his face, soft arms wrapped around his neck, warm breath hit his ear, stirring his heart.

To be precise, she was pulled into his arms.

“Wait, Sister Zhirou, let go first!”

It wasn’t that Qin Luo was reluctant to leave the softness in his arms.

Rather, he saw that his sister’s face was no longer gloomy—it was almost completely dark!

Sss!

The fear of being dominated by his sister came.

“Hehe, my dear little brother, does it feel good~?”

Bai Jingyu now looked like she was about to completely turn dark.

Her smile carried coldness, and black aura began to emerge behind her.

When she saw her brother holding Luo Zhirou in his arms, the rational string in her mind snapped instantly.

‘Anyone who dared to touch her brother, no matter who, she would not let them off! (Little Aunt excluded)’

Beep beep beep!!!

Qin Luo’s internal alarm immediately went to maximum.

“…Qin Luo, let go…”

Luo Zhirou’s eyes were now slightly hazy, her voice breathy.

She wanted to get up, but the power inside her was continuously being drained by Qin Luo, leaving her body weak.

“Sister Zhirou, I… I can’t do it!”

‘If his eyes had tears and his hands waved, the scene would be perfect. But unfortunately, there was no time for such actions.’

Qin Luo was extremely anxious.

‘Brain: Let go! Let go now! Hand: No, I won’t! Brain: Do you want to die? Sister is coming! Hand: I don’t care, I don’t care!’

Tap—

The sister, wearing short boots, stepped on the tiles one by one, making crisp sounds.

For Qin Luo, this sound was undoubtedly a death knell.

Hum!

The crescent on the back of Qin Luo’s hand emitted a faint light.

The next moment, on the back of Luo Zhirou’s hand where Qin Luo held it, a crescent mark also appeared.

Skill: Plunder.

In that instant, such words appeared in Qin Luo’s mind.

‘It wasn’t the so-called binding relationship, sharing a bit of her power while he assisted. On the contrary, his ability was to forcibly plunder others’ abilities. And the plundered target, in terms of cultivation, became a cauldron—a tool for his own growth. Mm, human tool. Commonly known as: hot weapon. Of course, it wasn’t draining the pond; it was sustainable draining. While plundering, he also gave back benefits to the plundered target. Both sides become stronger. Strong join strong, super powerful, right?’

Breathing rapid, hair messy, and even a strand of hair accidentally went into her mouth.

His right hand regained control, and Qin Luo immediately let go.

And at that moment, the beautiful sister in his arms had dilated pupils, flushed cheeks, and slightly open red lips.

This disastrous scene…

Qin Luo saw a flash of red light in his sister’s eyes.

That was killing intent!

No, it’s over…