As fellow ghosts, their desire for the black thread was the same.
Gu Yiyi felt the burning gazes of the other ghosts, and true to her nature, she wouldn’t keep it all to herself.
“Why don’t we give it to my sister? After all, she saved us all.”
Gu Yiyi looked at the pregnant woman in red and reached out her hand.
Although the pregnant woman in red’s eyes revealed longing, she didn’t intend to possess it. After a brief hesitation, she vanished in a wisp of red mist.
“Hhhhey~ Sister!”
Gu Yiyi reached out to stop her, but grasped only air.
“Hmph~ You just leave like that? I haven’t even properly thanked you yet!”
Gu Yiyi pouted, stomped her foot, and looked unhappy.
Then she looked at the other three ghosts.
“If you want it, then it’s yours… but I don’t know how to divide it…”
“Yiyi!” Zuo Si interrupted her, “You deserve the most credit tonight, this belongs to you. If you can absorb it, hurry up and do so.”
“But…but…the sisters?”
“No buts, no one will object. The reason I’m letting you absorb it isn’t just because of your contribution, but because you won’t be affected by this black line. I wouldn’t trust anyone else to absorb it.”
Zuo Si was telling the truth. This thing could clearly influence the will of ghosts, making them go mad and evil!
Only a soul like Gu Yiyi’s, devoid of any evil thoughts, could remain unaffected.
“Alright…”
Gu Yiyi felt the pure Yin energy emanating from the black line and began to absorb it quickly using her soul power.
The Yin energy in the black line was extremely pure and perfectly compatible with her soul, making the absorption speed naturally very fast.
In the blink of an eye, Gu Yiyi’s originally weak soul was completely restored.
A dozen seconds later, the black line disappeared, and her soul was more solid than before, her Yin energy significantly stronger.
Buzz! Buzz!
The black phone suddenly vibrated. Zuo Si quickly took it out to check and discovered that Gu Yiyi’s soul level had actually increased.
She had now become a top-tier vengeful spirit!
This was truly unbelievable. Zuo Si hadn’t been able to upgrade Ge Hong’s soul even with 5,000 fear points.
Yet Gu Yiyi had only absorbed a hair-thin black line and reached the top-tier vengeful spirit level!
“It’s a pity Yiyi can’t fight,” Zuo Si thought to himself, but then shook his head. “Yiyi’s ability is already quite remarkable; I was too greedy.”
He checked the time; there were still about two hours until dawn. Playing some games with the children would complete his task for the day.
Zuo Si took out his phone. He hadn’t interacted with his viewers in a long time and wondered how the live stream was going.
Looking at the popularity score, it was a whopping 50,000! He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that as long as the content was good, even without interaction, people would still watch.
“Dear viewers! How are you all? Were you satisfied with tonight’s livestream?”
“Holy crap, streamer, you still remember us? I thought you were so engrossed in your performance that you forgot about us.”
“Streamer changed your camera, right? Both the quality and the content are much better than before.”
“That Liu Zhendong guy was terrifying! I really thought the streamer was going to die!”
“Give me Miss Gu Yiyi’s phone number! I’ll give you a Wolf Head Rocket!”
“Heh, poor guy.”
[System: Jade-Faced Flying Dragon gifted the streamer a Wolf Head Rocket! Triggered a banner across all channels!]
[System: Jade-Faced Flying Dragon gifted the streamer a Wolf Head Rocket! Triggered a banner across all channels!]
“…”
Five Wolf Head Rockets in a row! It has to be said, Jade-Faced Flying Dragon is a truly generous client.
Zuo Si couldn’t help but feel lucky to have met such a wealthy patron. “One rocket and you want Miss Gu Yiyi’s phone number? I wouldn’t even dare ask for five!”
Jade-Faced Flying Dragon silenced the person who had just been verbally attacked.
“Streamer, where are you? I’ve had my phone ready for ages, just waiting to call the police!”
[System: Wuji Sword Saint has been banned from the streamer for 72 hours.]
“Damn it, I knew you were Wuji Sword Saint’s alt account! From now on, anyone who dares to mention calling the police in the live stream will be banned!”
Zuo Si was speechless. How annoying was Wuji Sword Saint? Why did he have to provoke him for no reason?
Knowing he’d be banned, he still deliberately tried to annoy him.
“Come on, everyone, let’s send some gifts. The streamer and his team have been performing all night and they’re tired. We can’t just freeload.”
Brother Tai started encouraging people to send gifts. Zuo Si felt a warmth in his heart. If all the viewers were as conscientious as Brother Tai, how wonderful that would be.
[System: Brother Tai gifted the streamer a wolfskin coat.]
[System: Changshan Zhao Zilong gifted the streamer one Wolf Fang.]
[System: Linghuan Shenjun gifted the streamer one Wishing Bottle.]
[System: Wuji Sword Saint gifted the streamer a pair of Silver Bracelets.]
“…”
Zuo Si felt a warm glow as he looked at the screen full of gifts.
“Thank you everyone for your gifts. If you can afford it, please give a gift. If not, even a free gift is appreciated. I will continue streaming until dawn to present you with even more exciting content.”
Zuo Si put away his phone and looked at Meng Miaoxue and Ge Hong.
“Thank you for your hard work tonight. I will help you recover from your injuries tomorrow. You and Yiyi should go back to your dwelling to rest.”
Ge Hong and Meng Miaoxue nodded and floated out of the school gate with Gu Yiyi.
Zuo Si wasn’t worried about her safety at all.
Ye Yingjie’s soul had fully recovered.
With him there, she could be completely protected.
Zuo Si wanted to ask Ye Yingjie to return to the teaching building, but saw him silently walk behind him.
“What’s wrong?” Zuo Si turned around, looking at him in surprise.
Ye Yingjie shook his head, signaling Zuo Si not to move.
Then he transformed into wisps of yin energy and disappeared into the backpack on Zuo Si’s back.
“A foster home…” Zuo Si murmured, “This school doesn’t have anything he likes, so he’s never chosen a foster home? This child is really pitiful…”
“Ying…Yingjie…” Li Xiulan, who had been sitting on the ground, stared blankly at Zuo Si’s backpack: “Is Yingjie leaving here?”
Zuo Si stepped forward and helped her up: “Auntie, some people, once lost, will never come back. Since they are now separated by life and death, don’t dwell on it anymore. Yingjie will start another chapter in his life, and you should continue with yours.”
Li Xiulan looked reluctant, tears welling in her eyes: “But, but Yingjie hasn’t…forgiven me…”
“Auntie, actually Yingjie has already forgiven you,” Zuo Si said. “Or perhaps, he never blamed you at all.”
Li Xiulan was overjoyed and grabbed Zuo Si’s arm, shaking it repeatedly. “Really? Really?”
Zuo Si nodded. “The reason you’ve been able to live safely near this school is precisely because of Yingjie’s protection. If he hated you, how could he have protected you all this time?”
Li Xiulan smiled, but tears streamed down her face. She nodded repeatedly, saying, “That’s good, that’s good. This child has never blamed me… This child has never blamed me…”