Mysterious Revival-Chapter 700 - 667: New Wound

"The Door Knocking Ghost affair is over."

In a makeshift office inside an airport near Kobe City, a very excited voice rang out.

The declaration came from Wang Xin, the leader of the Exorcism Club, who seemed to exhale a breath of relief after speaking, a sense of indescribable ease throughout his body.

The other club members, hearing this, also stood up, equally excited.

"Thank goodness, this nightmare is finally over."

"Is it true? Leader Wang Xin, is it really over?"

"An unbelievable day, we have finally been liberated."

Aside from also feeling a sense of a burden lifted, even those of mature and steady years couldn't help but show excitement and joy.

At this moment.

President Mishima also emerged from a small office nearby, his face wearing a smile, in a very good mood, as he had already guessed the success of the plan after receiving Nagase's phone call; Yang Jian, whom they had invited at a great cost, indeed had not disappointed.

An intricate supernatural event that had troubled them for so long was actually resolved within a single day.

Such ability was terrifyingly strong.

"President, are we supposed to prepare a celebration banquet now?" Wang Xin asked.

"We should prepare, organize it, but the most important thing right now is to enter Kobe City and finish some remaining work. There were a lot of details in Nagase's phone call; the custody of the ghost is unstable and requires careful inspection and transport back here," President Mishima said, though happy, he still remained calm and collected.

"Alright, I'll arrange it right away," replied Wang Xin and immediately walked away.

But at that moment, a club member hurried in from outside, approached President Mishima, and whispered something into his ear.

President Mishima's smiling face instantly turned grave and gloomy, as if suppressing a rage with no outlet.

"Damn it, that Ichiro is an absolute bastard; he actually sent Yamazaki and others to find Yang Jian. What are they trying to do? The affair has just ended. If irreversible grave consequences are caused due to human interference at this point, even Ichiro's death wouldn't be enough to atone for his sins."

It was only now that President Mishima received the news that Yamazaki had led two people to Kobe City immediately.

This made him feel a strong unease.

Because Mishima knew that Ichiro's actions were aimed at him; once Yamazaki obtained the Door Knocking Ghost from Yang Jian, the credit for Kobe City's operation would likely be attributed entirely to him, and he might also be held accountable for the expenses of this operation.

But it wasn't just that which angered Mishima.

What infuriated him was that, due to Ichiro's shortsightedness and selfish actions, they might provoke someone they shouldn't have, and for short-term benefits, ruin his plan to entice and cooperate with Yang Jian.

"It's stupidity that makes one want to vomit."

"Prepare immediately, I'm going to Kobe City," President Mishima cursed under his breath and then commanded.

"President, there is still a dangerous supernatural incident there," a club member immediately reminded him.

"Don't worry, Yamazaki has already entered Kobe City, and with Yang Jian still there, even if there is danger, they should be able to manage. Now that the Ghost Domain is gone, even ordinary people could easily enter the city area. Also, we can't be the slightest bit negligent with the custody of the Door Knocking Ghost; I must go there myself to feel assured," President Mishima said.

"Okay, I'll prepare right away."

The happy news hadn't lasted long before another troubling issue for Mishima arose.

He didn't know the situation there and couldn't judge what would happen after Yang Jian met with Yamazaki. If the Door Knocking Ghost, which they had finally managed to contain, were to be released again, he felt like killing someone.

Because if the ghost got released, Yang Jian certainly wouldn't care.

As for whether Yamazaki had the ability, Mishima didn't know.

But in his heart, he felt that Yamazaki probably wasn't as capable as Yang Jian, after all, Yang Jian had handled the supernatural incident entirely on his own.

Mishima, Keiko, Nagase, and that deceased Sakai were just extra people, rather bluntly put, cannon fodder. They weren't much use, just there to lend a hand when necessary; the real powerhouse from start to finish was only Yang Jian.

Soon, several vehicles quickly left the airport and headed towards the city.

Meanwhile.

Yang Jian took this time to reinforce the box under his feet, preventing any supernatural power from leaking out. Because even the slightest crack could allow the ghost to escape its confinement, especially since the Door Knocking Ghost was from the Ghost Domain.

"Mister Yang, are we just going to wait here?" Nagase sat on the ground nearby, grabbed a drink from the vending machine, and took a big gulp.

He already felt physically and mentally exhausted without having done anything.

It was the result of too much shock and fear.

"Of course, we absolutely cannot allow any accidents with the ghost. I'm planning to take it back to Dachang City. Also, at some point earlier, I felt something lurking around here, watching me in the shadows. Although I have no evidence, I have reason to believe there's another ghost lingering nearby."

Yang Jian spoke calmly. His Ghost Domain might have manifested, but his Ghost Eye was still nervously scanning around for any irregularities that could appear at any time.

Meanwhile, the Ghost Child was also wandering nearby.

Yang Jian had given it a new command; to immediately run back to him if it found a ghost.

So, if the Ghost Child suddenly came running, it meant that it had found a ghost—this would serve as a good warning.

"Get me a drink," Yang Jian suddenly said.

Nagase paused for a moment and then replied, "I'm terribly sorry, I was so careless. I don't know what flavor Mister Yang prefers. We have oolong tea and juice..."

"Juice will do," said Yang Jian.

Nagase quickly handed him a bottle of fruit juice.

Yang Jian reached out to take it but felt a vague pain in his arm, as if something had brushed against it and caused a bruise.

After taking the drink, he frowned and examined his arm.

On his slightly unhealthy-looking skin was a bruise that appeared out of nowhere, looking very much real. The skin there seemed necrotic, as if it had been dead for a long time, for it was already turning black, suggesting it was on the verge of rotting.

The pain seemed to originate from an area of healthier skin that was affected.

"This wasn't there before; the wound appeared within the last ten minutes. What's going on? Could it have been that man named Yamazaki secretly using some bizarre method against me? No, that's unlikely. The wound isn't fatal. If Yamazaki were to act, such a minor action would only intensify the conflict and be pointless."

"Besides, the location of this wound is very peculiar, precisely like the spot where I struck the Door Knocking Ghost earlier."

Yang Jian's expression grew grimmer at the thought.

This was a side effect of the rusty, ominous Firewood Knife.

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It couldn't be a coincidence.

Otherwise, it was just too convenient.

The necrotic black flesh seemed to run deep into the bone, visible on the other side as well.

This meant the wound went through Yang Jian's entire arm.

Most importantly, the injured arm was not the one with the Ghost Hand; it was his relatively normal right arm. Yang Jian also remembered that the arm he had severed from the Door Knocking Ghost was its right arm as well.

The same location, the same wound, the same arm.

These three similarities explained everything.

"Could using the bizarre Firewood Knife at close range also result in similar injuries to oneself? The body doesn't show clear signs of being slashed by a knife, but this wound appears over time... in about an hour. Right now, it's still unclear whether this wound will worsen," Yang Jian's face darkened.

"So, this is the price to pay?"

At that moment, Yang Jian fully grasped the peril of the Firewood Knife.

At a distance, through a medium, attacking humans and ghosts would come at the cost of a slot to suppress a ghost.

Up close, using the Firewood Knife to slash a ghost would cause harm to the corresponding part of the user's body. The severity of the harm would depend on where you struck the ghost.

Arms and legs could be tolerated, but the head... If the ghost controller also suffered such a fatal wound, it was likely death would follow.

"If slicing a ghost means that part of my own body starts to rot, then indeed, only a ghost could use this Firewood Knife. A living person couldn't bear such a curse; one slice and you would rot to death," Yang Jian contemplated as he merged the Ghost Shadow into his body, attempting to expel this cursed influence.

Only a ghost could fight a ghost.

This saying hadn't changed to this day.

If the curse of the Firewood Knife appeared on the body, then the abilities of other ghosts should be able to deal with it.