CHAPTER 180: CHAPTER 180: THE YOUNG MASTER WANTS TO REFORM YOU_1

After the Pope finished speaking, Chu Hao was also taken aback.

"Abducting me?"

He thought about it and really had no clue who would want to capture him.

"Call your client."

The Pope hurriedly took out his phone and dialed. He was now scared to death. If it had been an ordinary death, that would have been one thing, but this was too bizarre. He definitely didn’t want to be haunted by three terrifying Female Ghosts in turns—that was too horrifying to even imagine.

Soon, a woman’s voice answered the call: "Hello!"

Chu Hao said coldly, "Since you’re looking for me, why send these underlings to their deaths? What’s the point?"

On the other end of the phone, the woman fell silent for a moment and then said, "We want the True Word Brush."

"Who are you?"

"You’ll find out very soon."

Chu Hao said fiercely, "Do you really think this Taoist Master can’t find you? Remember... from this moment on, you’re a dead person on my blacklist."

"Ding... Host intimidates, gaining 100 Pretentiousness Points."

Honestly, when Chu Hao said this, his presence was overwhelming. It was as if a Great Demon King had set his sights on a small sheep.

Ghost Princess subconsciously felt humbled and became slightly more wary of Chu Hao.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Chu Hao hung up the phone.

On the other side, Ghost Princess was furious. She had not informed Yao Hu about this matter. She had her own designs on the True Word Brush. Why couldn’t she obtain it alone? If she could unravel the secrets of the True Word Brush, why would she need to stay in the Nether Cult? She could start her own faction.

Then, she would become an empress, a second Wu Zetian.

Thinking of this, Ghost Princess was even more determined about her plan.

After Chu Hao hung up the phone, the Pope had already braced himself for death. The other party wasn’t going to let him go.

Chu Hao asked, "What’s your name?"

The Pope quickly replied, "Pope... My real name is Chen Fugui. ’Pope’ is just a code name I use in the assassin world."

Chu Hao couldn’t help saying, "Chen Fugui! You’re a killer from the countryside, aren’t you?"

The Pope grew even more terrified. "How... how did you know I’m from the countryside?"

Your name reeks of the countryside; how could I not know?

"Hmph! This Taoist Master knows the stars above and the lands below; what is there that I don’t know?"

Chu Hao felt the conversation was getting off-track. "Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

The Pope was completely terrified, crying out, "Please don’t kill me. I’ll do anything you ask."

Chu Hao smiled faintly. Was killing fun?

The answer was no. Compared to killing, he much preferred making people submit.

Someone like the Pope could be useful. Besides, as long as he could be controlled and prevented from mindlessly killing, wouldn’t that be a grand act of service to the people?

How could Brother Hao be such a genius? He’s truly a breath of fresh air among good people!

Chu Hao put on a stern face. "However, this Taoist Master has no intention of letting you go."

The Pope’s face turned deathly pale; he had already begun to accept his fate.

Chu Hao waved his hand. "Yet, this Taoist Master has always been merciful, never taking life indiscriminately. Even the most brutish and evil person will be granted a chance for survival by me."

This grandiose proclamation was flawless.

But, I didn’t receive any Pretentiousness Points...

Dammit!! Could it be that my show-off wasn’t impressive enough?

The Pope was overjoyed. It wasn’t that Chu Hao’s show-off was lacking. Instead, he had never even considered this possibility, having already been thoroughly awed by Chu Hao earlier.

"Thank you, Taoist Master, thank you, Taoist Master."

"I won’t kill you, but I want to reform you."

The Pope’s heart trembled, and he asked in confusion, "Reform?"

Chu Hao tried to make his expression and tone as gentle as possible and smiled. "Don’t you think it feels very rewarding to take a villain and reform him into a good person by your side? It’s kind of like playing with a puppet, isn’t it fun?"

"Ding... Host has scared someone while showing off, earning 100 Pretentiousness Points."

WHAT THE HELL!!

Why would it be a Scary Show Off? My expression was clearly so kind.

The Pope was horrified and almost peed himself, crying, "You... you might as well kill me."

Chu Hao glared at him and said, "When this Taoist Master speaks, his word is his bond. I want you to live, so you cannot die."

That’s... that’s so twisted!

You said you wanted to reform me, but you actually want to play with me! BOO HOO... I want to go home.

Chu Hao said, "System, you know what to do, right?"

System: "Host, what are you planning to do?"

Chu Hao sighed. "Ah... I thought you understood me, but it seems you are just a System after all. At this time, you should buy me a Ghost Servant Contract Symbol."

System: "Host is addicted to showing off. It needs to be cured."

"Ding... Host has purchased a Ghost Servant Contract Symbol, spending 100 Pretentiousness Points."

Chu Hao took out the Ghost Servant Contract Symbol, slapped it on the Pope’s head, and chanted a spell: "The Three Pure Ones, separate soul from body, capture!"

The Pope’s three souls were instantly absorbed into the Talisman Paper. Chu Hao said indifferently, "If you betray me, I will crush this Talisman Paper, and your soul will vanish, never to be reborn again."

The Pope was somewhat confused. After all, he wasn’t part of the supernatural circle, unlike Dong Qi, who understood the implications of having his soul captured and had been scared out of his wits at the time.

Chu Hao glared at him and said, "In other words, if you don’t follow my orders, you will die, and your death will be a hundred times more miserable than any of theirs."

The Pope was utterly despairing.

"Alright, take the bodies and scram. I’ll contact you when I have time. Don’t leave Anli City; I’ll know where you are."

Carrying his despair, the Pope drove off.

Soon, Li Tangguo arrived.

Seeing that Chu Hao had saved Yi Qinglian, he let out a huge sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Master Chu, for saving the young lady."

Chu Hao, with his hands behind his back, said, "You all need to be more careful. If I hadn’t been here, Qinglian might have been in trouble."

Feeling ashamed, Li Tangguo said, "It was our oversight. I will make sure everyone reflects on this."

Yi Qinglian is being taken back for treatment, so my plans for tonight are probably down the drain.

Chu Hao sighed. When will my grand plan ever see some progress?

Li Tangguo asked, "Master Chu, the young lady needs to be taken back to the Capital City for treatment. Would you like to go with us?"

Chu Hao thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I won’t go. When Qinglian wakes up, have her contact me."

"Alright."

Li Tangguo and the others left. Chu Hao cursed silently, Damn it, couldn’t they have offered to drive me a little way?

Checking his pocket, he found a little over a hundred yuan. Although he had bank cards, there were no ATMs nearby. Just as he was about to call a cab, a black Passat stopped in front of him. The window rolled down, and a middle-aged man smiled, "Isn’t this Young Master Chu? What are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man was Ke Ke’s father. Chu Hao had an extremely vivid impression of him, for no other reason than his twenty-two-centimeter manhood, with which a Flirty Female Ghost had birthed an entire litter of Ghost Fetuses.

The rear window also rolled down, and Ke Ke’s tender young face appeared, her voice full of excitement, "Big brother!"