Chapter 11: Call the Police, He’s a Fraud

“What? More money?”

Wu Fangyun’s voice suddenly came from inside the hospital room.

“Wasn’t it agreed to be five hundred thousand?”

Master Zheng snorted, “Have you even looked at your daughter’s condition? Her seven souls and six spirits are now reduced to only one soul and one spirit. To wake her up again will require a tremendous amount of cultivation energy. Charging you one million is already showing mercy.

If you’re unwilling, you can seek another expert.

But let me be clear, if you don’t summon her soul back in time, she will only survive for three more days at most. After that, she will surely die. In this world, there are very few people capable of saving your daughter!”

What he meant was, besides him, no one else could save her.

“That’s bullshit! You damn scammer!”

Zhou Tong, who had just floated to the hospital door, overheard the fake master’s words and was so angry that she wanted to reveal his true colors immediately.

“If you want to scare your parents to death, go ahead.”

Shen Chujin’s words immediately calmed Zhou Tong down.

Yeah, with how scary she looked, she could not only scare the fake master but also her parents.

Forget it, she’d better just behave quietly.

Anyway, with little Jinjin here, her parents definitely wouldn’t be fooled.

Zhou Guoan knew they were being taken advantage of, but in order to wake his daughter, he had no choice but to agree.

“Alright, then…”

He was about to concede when the hospital room door suddenly opened from outside.

Seeing Shen Chujin, the three people inside froze.

Along with them, the viewers in the livestream were also stunned.

【Health-conscious High Schooler: Oh my! What am I seeing? Two identical… people?】

At this moment, the livestream camera was focused right on the hospital bed.

There lay a Zhou Tong, pale and bloodless, while another ‘Zhou Tong’ stood beside the bed.

【I thought this was scripted and the ghost was fake, but now I really can’t tell.】

【Huh? Why do I feel like Zhou Tong’s dad looks familiar, like I’ve seen him somewhere before?】

【Isn’t that the president of Imperial Capital University?】

【Yes, yes, yes, that’s him!】

“I can save your daughter,” Shen Chujin said calmly and confidently.

Her steady gaze made Wu Fangyun unconsciously want to believe her.

Seemingly noticing Wu Fangyun’s hesitation, Master Zheng’s eyes flickered.

He sneered, “I advise you not to trust people so easily. A young girl like her probably hasn’t even reached the beginner level in my mystical sect. Summoning a soul, especially one as difficult as this, is impossible for her. If she fails, your daughter might die before the soul is even brought back.”

He spoke very seriously, which indeed intimidated the somewhat wavering Wu Fangyun and Zhou Guoan.

Shen Chujin merely glanced at him indifferently and did not refute his words.

She knew that Zhou Guoan and his wife were now entirely focused on saving Zhou Tong, unwilling to take any risks.

Compared to her, Master Zheng was more convincing in both age and appearance.

Only if he failed would Zhou Tong’s parents consider letting her try.

And he wouldn’t succeed.

Because he was a complete fraud.

No real skill, just a bunch of lies.

After Zhou Guoan agreed to increase the payment to one million, Master Zheng began to put on a show and ‘perform the ritual.’

Half an hour later, he exhaled heavily.

“Done.”

Zhou Tong, who had been watching intently nearby, widened her eyes.

“Done?”

She opened her mouth in disbelief and pointed at herself with the back of her hand, “I haven’t even returned to my body yet—how is it done?”

“Then why hasn’t Tongtong woken up yet?” Wu Fangyun asked, voicing her own doubts.

Master Zheng frowned impatiently, “It can’t be that fast. The soul needs at least three days to merge with the body before she can wake up. Wait, after three days, she will naturally awaken.”

“Lies after lies!”

At this moment, a clear and cold female voice rang out.

Everyone present turned to look toward the source of the voice.

Master Zheng glared at Shen Chujin, his face full of displeasure. “What did you say?!”

Shen Chujin stared back at him and replied with a question, “You said the soul has already returned to the body?”

“That’s right!”

Master Zheng’s eyes were wide open. If his gaze could kill, Shen Chujin would probably be dead already.

“Awake only after three days?” Shen Chujin asked again.

“Yes!”

“Hmph, three days later, I’m afraid your patient won’t wake up, and you will have already fled with the money,” Shen Chujin bluntly exposed his lie.

Master Zheng’s heart skipped a beat.

Although that was indeed his plan, why did this brat in front of him know about it?!

It shouldn’t be possible.

Zhou Guoan wasn’t an ordinary person either. He had been too anxious to save his daughter before, overlooking some details.

But now that his daughter hadn’t woken up immediately, he started to have doubts. Hearing Shen Chujin say this only made him more suspicious.

Plus, when he saw Master Zheng’s shocked expression, as if someone had hit a sore spot, he felt even more something was wrong.

“Miss, what exactly did you mean just now?”

Shen Chujin’s words were concise and firm: “Call the police. He’s a fraud.”

Mr. and Mrs. Zhou: !!!

Master Zheng beside them immediately became furious.

“You little brat, on what basis do you call me a fraud?!”

“On the basis that… I can wake her up right now.” Shen Chujin’s thin red lips looked gentle, but hid a sharp chill.

Master Zheng snorted disdainfully, “Big talk will get you a sore mouth!”

Shen Chujin didn’t argue with him but walked straight to the hospital bed.

She took out a bright yellow blank talisman and pressed it on Zhou Tong’s forehead.

Then, she bit her right index finger and gently dabbed fresh blood onto the talisman, drawing something in swift, flowing strokes.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Zhou Guoan and Wu Fangyun actually saw a layer of white light suddenly flash on the talisman.

With the white light glowing, Zhou Tong’s soul-like form seemed suddenly pulled by a huge force, uncontrollably dragged into a vortex.

The white light vanished in the blink of an eye, and the soul form of Zhou Tong disappeared as well.

The blood-stained talisman miraculously turned to ashes!

“Done.”

Shen Chujin withdrew her hand.

“Heh, still not awake… wait, she is awake!”

Master Zheng was about to sneer but suddenly saw the person on the hospital bed, who had been keeping her eyes tightly shut, slowly lift her eyelids to reveal a pair of bright, sparkling eyes!

She actually woke up!

He stared in disbelief at Shen Chujin’s slender figure and felt an explosion in his heart.

This is… encountering a true master?

【Hahaha, fooled you, didn’t I?】

【One person fusses around for half a day with no result, while the other simply and skillfully does it in a minute — that’s true ability!】

【Streamer, I declare that from now on, you are my god!】

Remembering that Shen Chujin had just said to call the police, Master Zheng swallowed nervously and quietly tried to move toward the hospital door.

But suddenly, he found he couldn’t move!

What’s going on?

Why can’t he move?

If he could look behind, he would see that at some point, a thin yellow paper had been stuck to his back.