Chapter 1734: Spirit-Medium Field

"To think one was actually left behind..."

Chen Ling muttered to himself.

Chen Ling had thought he would waste a lottery chance for nothing, but he hadn't expected that Jiang Er’s abilities weren't entirely rejected by this world... It had left him a glimmer of hope.

With only one card left—though incomplete—it was better than nothing. Holding onto this mindset, Chen Ling reached out toward the card.

"Skill: [Spirit-Medium Field]"

"Affiliation: ???"

"Character: Jiang Er."

As the information contained within the card flooded into Chen Ling’s mind, his eyes lit up visibly!

This is it!!

After digesting the capabilities of the Spirit-Medium Field, Chen Ling quickly returned his consciousness to reality.

He stood on the grassland beneath a sky full of stars, looking back at the house where colorful flags fluttered. He gently raised his hand, and a strange power rippled outward...

……

"Little Junior Brother has been out for so long, why hasn't he returned yet?"

Luan Mei looked out the window at the night-shrouded landscape, speaking with a hint of worry.

"No need to worry," Ning Ruyu said with a light chuckle. "This is the Ancient Treasury of the Drama Path; he is absolutely safe... And even outside, with Little Junior Brother’s current strength, there are few who could threaten his life."

"That’s true..."

A crisp sound of a spatula hitting the floor came from the kitchen.

Clang—

Everyone turned to look in confusion.

"What’s wrong, Old Third?" Ning Ruyu stood up and asked.

After a long moment, Wenren You walked out of the kitchen, looking somewhat distracted, and spoke with skepticism:

"Am I missing Old Fifth so much that I’m hallucinating? Just now, while I was washing dishes, I thought I saw him in the reflection of the water, hitting my head with a bunch of green onions..."

Ning Ruyu: ?

Just as the Clown was about to say something, everyone’s gaze suddenly sharpened, and they all turned to look in the same direction.

They saw a figure, extremely faint like white smoke, flash past the kitchen. By the time they focused their eyes again, it had already vanished...

"Wait..."

"Is someone there?"

Ning Ruyu frowned, his entire being on high alert.

Even as four Eighth-Stage experts, they couldn't perceive any fluctuations in energy, as if what they had just seen was merely an illusion... But for all four of them to have the same illusion was nearly impossible.

Just as the atmosphere in the room reached a peak of tension, in the reflection of the dark window, a small figure with white powder on his nose suddenly jumped up in front of Ning Ruyu’s reflection and struck Ning Ruyu’s head hard with a bunch of green onions in his hand.

The green onions passed lightly through Ning Ruyu, but Ning Ruyu felt as if something had truly brushed against him. Seeing this, the Clown burst into laughter, rolling on the ground like a cylinder...

"Old Fifth?!!!"

The four of them exclaimed in unison.

They looked down at the space in front of Ning Ruyu; it was clearly empty, yet in the window reflection, the Clown’s figure was clearly visible... At this moment, they all felt as if they had seen a ghost.

Just as they were bewildered, Chen Ling pushed the door open and entered.

He was carrying a radio he had stolen from some movie, placed it on the table, and lowered his head to carefully tune it.

"Little Junior Brother, what is going on?"

The senior brothers and sisters were incredibly sharp; they immediately understood that this was likely Little Junior Brother’s doing.

"I told you, Fifth Senior Brother is right here," Chen Ling looked up and smiled lightly. "I have freed him from the category of a ghost and turned him into a special magnetic field... He can move freely in the human world for long periods. He cannot be seen with the naked eye, but his presence can be detected through electronic devices and reflections."

"As for communication..."

Chen Ling gave the radio a hard pat.

Bursts of static echoed through the room, and within it, a familiar and clear sound was mixed in:

"Eeya—!!"

The moment they heard this sound, the four senior brothers and sisters were shaken, their eyes filled with excitement!

They all looked at the Clown in the glass reflection. The latter seemed to realize they could see him now, and immediately ran to the glass, jumping up and down, making "eeya" sounds as if greeting them.

"It really is Old Fifth..."

Ning Ruyu looked at Chen Ling with admiration: "Little Junior Brother, your methods now are truly unfathomable..."

"This is good, too. Although the Old Fifth of this world hasn't been born yet, the Old Fifth we know can stay with us in the Ancient Treasury of the Drama Path forever."

"Hmm... We should put more mirrors in the Ancient Treasury later."

"We should also prepare more radios."

"Old Fifth, are you hungry?"

“……”

The senior brothers and sisters immediately gathered around the Clown, talking over one another. The Clown stood obediently in place, earnestly giving different "eeya" responses to every question.

Seeing this, Chen Ling’s lips curled upward slightly.

Although he couldn't immediately resurrect these people from the previous world, at least he had given them a chance to be active... And judging by the results of applying the Spirit-Medium Field to the Clown, the potential of this ability was definitely not just limited to letting them chat with others.

Chen Ling didn't disturb the reunion of his senior brothers and sisters; he quietly pushed the door and stepped out.

Bright starlight flickered silently in the night sky.

A breeze blew, and the vast grassland, which had been empty, was now filled with figures.

Some were laughing and shoving each other, others were rolling up their sleeves to curse and brawl. These twenty-some people gathered in groups, their noisy voices echoing under the night sky!

"I’ll say it again! I was the third to die! Not the second!!"

"Stop being stubborn. I watched you get polluted by the Calamity of Taboo and then almost kill yourself!"

"But I didn't die immediately..."

"It was Heart 8! She was the third to die!"

"You!!! Don't you dare slander me!! I clearly held on for a long time..."

"Hmph, a bunch of weaklings... You’re all just the pot calling the kettle black."

"Heart J, don't laugh. Your blade was the first to die in the whole scene."

"You?!!!"

“……”

These figures, without exception, were ghosts empowered by the Spirit-Medium Field.

The members of the Twilight Society who had died in the battle against the Calamity of Taboo were now reunited in the Sixth World. They immediately began a detailed review: who died the fastest, who had been slacking off, who contributed the most... At this rate, they could argue for three days and three nights.

When the figure in the theatrical robe approached, the noisy crowd immediately quieted down. Their eyes were filled with gratitude as they looked at Chen Ling...

"Many thanks, Lord Red King... for bringing us to the new world."

The crowd dropped their previous irreverent demeanor and bowed to Chen Ling with utmost respect.

"I promised you all, and I will certainly fulfill it. Besides..." Chen Ling looked at the crowd of the dead, took a deep breath, and bowed in return.

"You all helped me retrieve the Dao Foundation of the Witch Path... Chen is also deeply grateful."