2: Chapter 2: The Exquisite Female Ghost Wants to Recognize a Master? This System Reward is Amazing!

Inside the morgue, the atmosphere was seductive and eerie.

Su Yang stood looking down, one hand propped on the edge of the crystal coffin, his gaze burning as he examined the female ghost beneath him.

It had to be said, although this female ghost no longer had a heartbeat, the feel of her skin and the proportions of her body were simply a gift from the Creator.

Especially those small feet wearing red embroidered shoes; exquisite and petite, glowing with a lustrous sheen under the dim lights, giving one an urge to play with them.

"Who am I?"

A wicked smile curled the corners of Su Yang's mouth as his fingers gently traced the female ghost's cold, smooth cheek, finally resting on her delicate chin and lifting it with a slight force.

"You were calling me 'Little Brother' just a moment ago, and now you've forgotten? You don't lose your memory that fast even after the refractory period, do you?"

The female ghost's entire body stiffened from Su Yang's frivolous actions, and her originally pale face was now flushed with color.

Her name was Su Qingcheng. During her life, she was the apple of the eye of the richest man in Jiangzhou City, Su Bancheng. She had countless suitors, and which man didn't treat her with the utmost respect, worshipping her like a goddess?

Yet, this little security guard in front of her, wearing a security uniform, had not only forced a kiss on her but dared to tease her!

It was just her luck that she was currently limp all over, unable to muster any strength, and that overbearing Pure Yang Qi was still rampaging inside her, giving her an indescribable... strange feeling.

"You lecher! You... you let me go!"

Su Qingcheng bit her lip, her voice soft and sweet; there was not a shred of a fierce ghost's dignity, instead, it sounded like she was acting coy.

"Let you go?"

Su Yang raised an eyebrow, feeling the surging power within his body.

The [Hundred Years of Pure Cultivation] had completely finished its Fusion. At this moment, he felt like he could kill a cow with one punch.

More importantly, there was the [Nine Revolutions Pure Yang Body].

This thing was practically a cheat code, constantly generating Yang Qi, making his whole person feel like a walking human furnace.

To ghosts, this was both a deadly poison and a supreme tonic!

"Little sister, it was you who shouted that you were cold just now. I just got you warmed up, and now you want to chase me away? Isn't that a bit ungrateful?"

As Su Yang spoke, he deliberately lowered his body again, their noses almost touching.

Looking at that handsome face so close at hand, and feeling the scorching breath rushing towards her, Su Qingcheng's heart actually began to beat wildly and uncontrollably.

She could feel that as long as she was close to this man, her Soul, which had been on the verge of dissipating due to resentment, actually became incomparably clear and stable.

That warm feeling made her instinctively want to rely on him, want to... ask for more.

"Ding! Detected that the Red-Clothed Fierce Ghost Su Qingcheng has developed a psychological dependence on the host (actually, she just craves your body), triggering hidden options."

"Option 1: Strike while the iron is hot and subdue the female ghost to be your ghost servant. Reward: [Master-Servant Contract (she will never dare to betray you)], 500 points."

"Option 2: Kill her with one sword and uphold justice for heaven. Reward: [Peach Wood Sword], Title [Steel Straight Man]."

"Option 3: Let her leave, and be even with each other. Reward: [Good Person Card] (you might get counter-killed by her as soon as you step out)."

Did he even need to choose? Only a fool would pick two or three!

Such a top-tier female ghost, how pitiful it would be to kill her? Letting her go would be even more brain-dead!

If he could take her as a ghost servant, wouldn't the long nights ahead... ahem, mean he would have someone to pour tea and water for him?

"System, I choose option one!" Su Yang silently thought to himself.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for making a choice. The reward [Master-Servant Contract] has been issued; please use it as soon as possible."

As the System's voice faded, an ancient golden rune appeared in Su Yang's mind.

He looked at Su Qingcheng beneath him, his gaze gradually becoming dignified.

"Su Qingcheng, I see you are entangled with resentment. If left unchecked, sooner or later you will degenerate into an evil ghost that only knows how to kill, and in the end, you will face Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering."

"Considering that your cultivation was not easy, and you look so... ahem, this Celestial Master will show mercy today and take you as a maidservant. Are you willing?"

Su Qingcheng's beautiful eyes widened upon hearing this. A maidservant? She, the dignified Young Miss of the Su Family, actually had to be a maidservant for a little security guard?!

"I am not willing..."

"Hmm?" Su Yang's face darkened, and lightning faintly flickered in his hand. [Five Thunders Orthodox Law]!

Zzzzt—terrifying blue electric arcs danced at his fingertips, exuding an aura capable of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth.

Su Qingcheng felt the majestic heavenly might contained within the lightning; her beautiful face turned pale with fright, and her Soul trembled.

This is the Thunder Law?! The Thunder Law that legend says only high-level experts of the Daoist sect can master!

This little security guard is actually a reclusive expert?!

"Since you are not willing, does that mean you want to face Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering?" Su Yang made a move to strike down with his palm.

"Don't! I... I am willing!" Su Qingcheng cried out in haste, tears almost welling up from fear.

Compared to Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, being a maidservant didn't seem so hard to accept. Besides... following this master with such abundant Yang Qi seemed quite comfortable, too?

"You are sensible." Su Yang nodded with satisfaction, pointed a finger at his own brow, and that golden rune instantly shot out, sinking into Su Qingcheng's forehead.

Hum—Su Qingcheng only felt a brand added to the depths of her Soul. From now on, the commands of this man in front of her would be her absolute law, impossible to disobey.

"Master..." Su Qingcheng lowered her eyes and called out softly. She looked pitiful and also carried a touch of docility.

"Good." Su Yang reached out and touched her beautiful hair; it felt silky smooth. "Since you are my ghost servant now, don't lie in the coffin anymore; it's creepy. Come out and knead your master's shoulders."

Su Yang sat back down on the chair and crossed his legs. Although Su Qingcheng felt some shame, her body floated out uncontrollably. That red qipao was even more striking and dazzling under the lights.

She floated behind Su Yang, stretched out her cold little hands, and gently massaged his shoulders.

"Hiss... comfortable!" Su Yang narrowed his eyes, enjoying this imperial treatment. Who could have imagined that the Red-Clothed Fierce Ghost who was demanding his life just a second ago would turn into an obedient and well-behaved massage girl the next second?

This System is truly damn good!

Just as Su Yang was immersed in this gentle paradise, knock, knock, knock! The morgue door was suddenly knocked on forcefully.

"Su Yang! Su Yang! I am Manager Wang from the funeral home! Open the door quickly! The Su Family is here to see Young Miss Su!" A hurried voice sounded from outside the door.

Manager Wang? The Su Family? Su Yang opened his eyes, a glimmer of sharpness flashing in them. In the middle of the night, why would the Su Family come to the morgue instead of holding the funeral at home?

Moreover, judging by Manager Wang's tone, he seemed very panicked.

"Master, the Su Family... might have bad people." Su Qingcheng behind him trembled slightly when she heard this voice, a flash of hatred appearing in her eyes.

"Oh? Bad people?" A cold smile curled the corners of Su Yang's mouth as he patted the back of Su Qingcheng's hand. "Don't be afraid. No matter what kind of bad people they are, since they've come here, they must play by my rules."

"Go, lie back in the coffin first, and act according to my signals."

"Yes, Master." Su Qingcheng nodded obediently, turned into a red shadow, and flew back into the crystal coffin, closing her eyes and returning to that dead, silent appearance. Only her slightly heaving chest showed that her heart was not calm at this moment.

Su Yang straightened his clothes, stood up, and slowly opened the door. "What are you knocking for? In a rush to reincarnate?"

The door opened. Three people were standing outside. The one leading was a pot-bellied middle-aged fat man, none other than Manager Wang of the funeral home.

Behind him followed a bodyguard in a black suit with sunglasses, and an Old Daoist Priest wearing yellow Daoist robes, holding a compass in his hand. The Old Daoist Priest had a goat beard and squinty eyes, and one look showed a lecherous air about him.

"Su Yang! Why did you only just open the door! Were you slacking off and sleeping inside!" As soon as Manager Wang saw Su Yang, he immediately put on the airs of a leader and scolded him severely.

"Sleeping? How would I dare." Su Yang looked at the Old Daoist Priest with a half-smile and said meaningfully, "Wasn't I busy giving Young Miss Su... some psychological counseling?"