Chapter 109

And that was all there was to the post.

It just ended there.

Oh, that’s not it. There was still one other line - The rest of the message can be found in the comments section.

Qin Ye furrowed his brows and scrolled down. No matter how peculiar or unorthodox it was, the top sticky post was bound to have some audience. As expected, the number of comments below had already exceeded several hundred.

“What a brain-dead post. Why are you here? Are you my son?” “Is the author of this post crazy? How could something like this be made a sticky post?” “There’s a total of only four sentences. Hahaha, this is the shortest sticky post I’ve ever seen.” “What’s your cat got to do with my family?” “Look at who’s been making millions. Are you still working for three thousand a month? Follow qq438125732, and work your way into a different life.”

“Cats are mediums.” Arthis muttered, “This is something that both the east and the west are in agreement to. In the west, cats are considered the spokesperson of the god of death, and it has the ability to see all Emissaries of Hell. In the east, cats are said to have nine lives, and all cats, and especially black cats, are able to see things that most ordinary people aren’t able to see.”

Qin Ye remained silent. He continued to tap on his phone screen, and promptly opened up the Mount Tai City entertainment forum. Even though the source of news and their target audience were all different, the top sticky post was still one and the same - “Has anyone seen my cat?”

The comments were similar to the ones on the city forum - “God, why is this post everywhere?! How much money has Mount Tai City received from the author of the post?” “This proves that cats are better than humans. The disappearance of a single cat is immediately made a sticky post, but the disappearance of a human being is simply treated like a drop in the ocean.” “Author, please tell us your story.” “Have you guys tried replying to the post? I can’t do it at all.”

There wasn’t a single constructive comment.

His finger hovered over the reply button for some time, before he decided to look through the other forums as well.

After several minutes, he finally ascertained something.

Every single forum that was even remotely affiliated to Mount Tai City in some way or other had the very same sticky post at the top of its threads!

“What are you looking at?” Arthis was somewhat confused.

“This is why I say there’s still a generation gap between us.” Qin Ye's finger gently hovered over the reply button, “Did you notice that there isn’t a single reply to the author’s post?”

Arthis: “???”

Qin Ye continued explaining, “The number of views is already in the hundred thousands, yet there’s not a single reply. You clearly don’t understand the hearts of the netizens. Such sticky posts would definitely attract a huge internet footprint from users. Yet everything thus far has only been comments, and there’s not been a single reply at all.”

“... Actually, you can just get to the point. There’s no need to indirectly diss me like that.”

Qin Ye coughed dryly, “Sorry… I couldn’t help myself. What I’m trying to say is that the reply button might contain more than meets the eye.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually typed “1” on the screen, and tapped on the reply button.

Immediately, the phone screen turned scarlet, and a line of striking black words appeared on the screen.

“WARNING: The following page could contain potentially life-threatening information. By entering, you agree to bear all risk to life and limb. Yes/No.”

Qin Ye clicked on the yes button.

The loading animated symbol appeared in the middle of the screen. Three seconds later, another prompt appeared: “Please enter your registration number.”

“All cultivators are given registration numbers for administrative matters. I’m one hundred percent certain that this post pertains to a supernatural incident. And I’m afraid that it might be a troublesome one at that.” Qin Ye licked his lips. He was thoroughly intrigued by the cat mentioned in the post.

What kind of mutated Yin spirit must it be to have earned the attention of both principals, Li Tao and Xu Anguo?

Furthermore, this appeared to be an outstanding, unresolved matter that had plagued provincial capital Mount Tai City for some time. Didn’t this mean that not even Hunter-class experts or even Hellguard-class experts were able to root out the problem?

S9527. After typing in his registration number, the animated loading symbol appeared again. One second later, a plain-looking page appeared on the screen. A line of emboldened red words appeared on the top right corner of the page.

“The following information pertains to a supernatural incident in Mount Tai City.

Area of effect: extremely small.

Impact: minimal.

Hunting zone: hidden.

Threat: extremely high.”

“Postmortem on victims reveal bite wounds. Some victims were even found with dismembered bodies. At present, seven Operative-class experts have entered the hunting zone, and not a single one has returned alive. Four Hunter-class experts have returned without success. The Special Investigations Department has assessed the threat level of the ghost to be no higher than the level of an Operative. The hunting zone is thereby assessed to be a C-grade hunting zone.”

He skimmed through its contents, and immediately found the hidden information on the post.

“I’ll be waiting for you at Coffee Shop No. 4, table 4 at twelve everyday.”

There was only a single line of information, and approximately only ten comments below. That said, the comments were all far more informative and constructive than the others in the main forum.

“Be cautious, fellow cultivators. Please be cautious. This hunting zone is incredibly peculiar. I have a friend who’s on the brink of breaking through the bottleneck to the Hunter-class level, and I’ve not heard from him ever since he’d entered this hunting zone.”

“Friend, Operative-class experts aside, I’ve heard that the esteemed Inspector Jiang, a Hunter-class expert, has personally investigated this hunting zone as well, only to return covered with bite and claw marks all over his body. If not for the fact that Operative-class ghosts can’t penetrate the defenses of a Hunter-class expert, I’m quite certain Lord Jiang would have perished in that hunting zone as well. And it’s precisely because of this that the hunting zone was assessed to be an Operative-class hunting zone. It’s probably one of the most peculiar ones among its class.”

He didn’t take long to read through all of the comments below. Before he could even say a thing, Arthis remarked, “Interesting.”

“What?”

“Haven’t you noticed?” Arthis chuckled softly, “The master of this hunting zone… has a corporeal body.”

“The ghosts you’ve encountered in the past never had a corporeal body. Even the household god that you’ve encountered is only an illusory existence at best. When all is said and done, spirits are only spirits, and their existence can never breach the gap between what is illusory and what is corporeal. But this hunting zone is different. The