Chapter 121: A Grotesque Doll
Gasping for air, he fumbled with his storage pouch, pulling out a handful of elixir vials collected from Kim Simona’s courtyard. His trembling fingers sorted through them, selecting a Spirit Restore Pill and a Health Restore Pill. He swallowed them hastily, their bitter essence coating his throat. Closing his eyes, he summoned the AllFullOS system in his mind, its familiar hum a lifeline. "System, I want to cultivate!" he commanded, desperation lacing his thoughts.
But no matter how fiercely he tried to channel his martial spells or circulate his cultivation technique, the AllFullOS stalled with chimes, its interface flickering with a warning:
~ Ding! *System Notification Chime*
[AllFullOS: Version 1.0.0]
> External attack detected.
> Cultivation session status: TERMINATED
The oppressive sensation of being watched—no, cursed—grew heavier, pressing against his chest like a leaden shroud. Just about Lordi cursing AwfulOS in his mind, a terror far worse than poison seized him.
With a bone-chilling screech, a vengeful wraith materialized from the ceiling of the living room. Its child-sized form was translucent, floating inches above the floor, radiating the overwhelming aura of a Ninth Layer Qi Refinement stage elite. A tar-like, pitch-black miasma oozed from its ghostly body, pulsing with malice.
Lordi’s blood ran cold as Ascertainable fact: the wraith was the same girl from the Hanz Clan Ancestral Shrine, her hollow eye sockets and spectral presence unmistakable.