Chapter 23

During the day, Ye Feng did not rush to seek justice for Wang Hailong. Instead, he seized every opportunity to collect souls. By the end of the day, he had gathered a total of twenty-five souls, which was more than double the average of ten souls per day.

Now, the soul points Ye Feng could use totaled 35.

Before going to bed, Ye Feng couldn't help but turn his head and look at Daoge as he passed by his bed.

Daoge, of course, saw Ye Feng looking at him. However, in front of Ye Feng, he was always unable to stand up to him and didn't dare to make eye contact for too long. But to avoid losing face in front of the other old ghosts and their subordinates, he deliberately glared at Ye Feng and said in a high-pitched, then low voice, "What are you looking at, damn it?"

His words sounded loud and aggressive, but in reality, he lacked the confidence. Ye Feng smiled, moved closer to his bed, and said in a voice only Daoge could hear, "Do you remember what I once told you? I said Wang Hailong's ghost would come back to find you one day. Tonight, the moon is dark and the stars are few, perfect for a ghost to return and seek revenge. You should be mentally prepared."

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, Daoge's face turned pale. However, Ye Feng didn't pay him any more attention, chuckled softly, and turned back to his own bed.

Tonight was indeed a night with a dark moon and few stars. Ye Feng was uncertain whether ghosts could really return, but Daoge would definitely not escape his soul capture technique tonight.

Ye Feng waited until most people were asleep, with only a few still awake, before deciding to use the soul capture technique on Daoge again.

Daoge, perhaps due to what Ye Feng had said earlier, was still awake despite his closed eyes. Ye Feng could tell from his heartbeat and breathing that he hadn't fallen asleep.

Ye Feng connected with the spatial rule through his consciousness and requested to exchange ten soul points for one use of the soul capture technique.

Soon, Ye Feng felt his 35 soul points reduced by 10. Then, he felt a sudden heat in a part of his dantian, where the inner energy rapidly circulated. In about three seconds, it condensed into a thread of true essence.

Indeed, it was a thread of true essence. Although only a thread, it was enough for Ye Feng to use the soul capture technique once.

At this point, Ye Feng realized that the rule converted the energy of the soul points into a corresponding amount of true essence, allowing him to use a technique once in a short period. The amount of true essence and the number of times and duration of the technique depended on how many points he could exchange.

However, this true essence could not be stored and would quickly disappear if not used.

This was the rule of power set by the Celestial True Immortal, mysterious, powerful, terrifying, and full of unknowns.

To use the basic soul capture technique, one needed to make eye contact with the target. So, Ye Feng had no choice but to get up again and slowly walk to Daoge's bed.

The cell was somewhat dark after the lights were turned off, but Ye Feng's vision far exceeded that of a normal person. With the moonlight, he could clearly see Daoge's current state. He was lying in bed, tightly clutching the blanket, his body curled up and trembling slightly.

Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh. Having done too many guilty deeds, one naturally fears the midnight ghost knocking at the door. Even before using the soul capture technique, Daoge was already feeling guilty.

Ye Feng wasn't sure if his previous threats had worked or if Daoge had lost his boldness and courage in the oppressive and stifling life in the detention center. Ye Feng could clearly feel Daoge's guilt and fear.

Ye Feng coughed lightly, and Daoge immediately opened his eyes. He sat up, looked at Ye Feng, and his expression was very complex—suppressed, panicked, angry, and unwilling. He felt that Ye Feng's provocation was too direct, which made him lose face. He wanted to confront Ye Feng head-on, but he didn't dare.

The other old ghosts by Daoge's bed also opened their eyes but didn't sit up. Daoge at least had the courage to stand up to Ye Feng, but they didn't have that courage at all.

Ye Feng deliberately said, "It's too hot, I can't sleep. I'm just getting up to cool off. Sorry to disturb your sweet dreams."

Then, Ye Feng quickly made eye contact with Daoge and used the soul capture technique on him.

After that, Ye Feng didn't need to worry about the rest. The soul capture technique created illusions and delusions based on Ye Feng's will. Ye Feng imagined Wang Hailong returning as a vengeful ghost to claim Daoge's life, and Daoge's consciousness would inevitably see this illusion.

Ye Feng quickly returned to his bed, lay down, and within a minute, he heard Daoge scream, "Ah!" His voice was full of fear and panic.

Ye Feng turned to look. Daoge had already jumped off the bed, his eyes wide open, his mouth agape, drooling, and his chest heaving, clearly terrified.

At this moment, many people had been awakened and sat up on their beds. A few even jumped off the dragon board to try to help Daoge.

But Daoge acted as if he were insane, waving his hands and trembling, shouting, "Go away, go... go away, I didn't kill you, don't come for me, don't come for me."

He retreated backward, slowly pushing himself to the door of the cell, his body trembling more and more.

The cell was quite dark, and apart from Ye Feng, who could see everything clearly, the others could only see roughly.

Someone said, "Don't move Daoge, he might be having a nightmare. He'll be fine in a while."

Another said, "I don't think so. I was very close to him just now, and I clearly saw Daoge's eyes open."

At this moment, Daoge suddenly knelt down at the door, bowing his head to the air. Blood soon flowed down his forehead. He kept bowing and shouting, "Wang Hailong, Brother Hailong, I didn't mean to force you like that, I was driven mad by that damn woman, Brother Hailong, I'm wrong, let me go, I'm worse than a pig or a dog, I'm not human, I'm a beast, ah ah ah, don't come, don't come, what do you want, ah ah, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, ah ah..."

Daoge's voice became increasingly shrill and piercing, echoing through the oppressive night of the detention center, finally attracting the attention of the police.

Many people in the cell were stunned, and everyone seemed to sense the strangeness of the situation, especially when they heard Daoge call out Wang Hailong's name. Ye Feng could clearly see that many people's faces turned pale, including the police who arrived later and saw Daoge's "pitiful" state when they turned on the emergency lights.

At this moment, Daoge was curled up on the ground, repeatedly saying, "Brother Hailong, I'm wrong, I shouldn't have forced you to die, I deserve to die, I'm a beast, let me go."

He kept repeating these words, and the police couldn't pull him up. If they pulled too hard, he would scratch their faces fiercely.

More police arrived, and it took several of them to lift Daoge onto the dragon board.

Throughout the process, Daoge kept repeating those words. By this time, everyone in the cell and the police who arrived could hear clearly. The true reason for Wang Hailong's suicide was revealed.

Ye Feng only wanted to seek justice for the deceased Wang Hailong and didn't expect the police to take action based on these words alone. After all, Wang Hailong had committed suicide, and although he was forced by Daoge, Daoge hadn't actually laid a hand on him.

Seeing Daoge suffer, Ye Feng thought it was enough and wanted to stop the soul capture technique. But when he tried to change his mind, he was stunned. The basic soul capture technique could only be activated, not stopped. Once used, it would only end when the time ran out.

Only after learning the intermediate soul capture technique could Ye Feng control it freely.

With no other choice, Ye Feng could only watch and see if Daoge could endure the remaining twenty minutes.

The police asked the people in the cell what had happened to Daoge, but no one could explain.

In frustration, one of the police said, "If it doesn't work, we'll take compulsory measures, tie him up, and take him to the hospital immediately."

The police were so urgent because Daoge's condition had worsened. He was gripping his neck with both hands, foaming at the mouth, and making low, guttural sounds. His face had turned from white to green, and his body was convulsing on the dragon board.

Seeing his pitiful state, Ye Feng suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction and relief.

But soon, something that made Ye Feng unhappy happened.

Just as the police were about to take compulsory measures, Daoge, who had been convulsing and roaring on the dragon board, suddenly stopped moving.