World’s End: My Keyword is One More Than Others

While Zhao Hongmei was busy with public relations, Du Ge was scrolling through the news.

He saw the idiot who tried to fight the police on the street with a "slaughter" vibe and got killed by a masked vigilante that appeared out of nowhere. The comments below were all shock, admiration, and realizations that martial arts truly existed.

Other news, however, made no mention of any Daoist martial arts.

Yet, when he attempted Body Possession at the government building, he was harshly struck by the Bright Light Formation, and his protective jade amulet was shattered by his powerful mental force during the possession.

Everything proved that beneath this world, seemingly composed of ordinary people, there was another, magical world hidden away.

So.

The main storyline could only be related to this other world.

Daoist Priest Suwen, who crafted the amulet, was the most direct clue.

...

"Was that not your intention just now?" Zhao Hongmei asked cautiously.

"Why would I jeopardize my hard-earned status with such foolishness?" Du Ge replied, "To be honest, the whole experience felt like a dream."

With that said,

He took out the jade amulet again, "Sister Zhao, everything in the car is soft, how could this thing just shatter out of nowhere? Even if you tried to break it with your hands, it would take a strongman, right?"

Zhao Hongmei took the amulet from Du Ge's hand, examined it carefully, and even tried to snap it herself, her expression growing more serious, "There might really be a problem. Xiao Liu, turn around, head to Qingxin Temple."

"Yes, Sister Zhao," the driver responded, found an intersection, turned the car around, and headed out of the city.

At this moment,

Du Ge's spiritual power covered a kilometer radius, with various noisy bits of information flooding his ears, but nothing of substance.

Agent Zhao Hongmei redialed the phone to report the situation to Director Wu.

However,

Instead of sympathy from Director Wu, she received a scolding, warning her that if she dared to spread these superstitious things, neither of them should bother returning to the company.

Zhao Hongmei hung up the phone sheepishly but insisted on heading to Qingxin Temple.

Du Ge was her top artist, and she couldn't just watch him get into trouble. When it came to supernatural matters, it was better to believe than to be caught unprepared.

The rest of the journey was silent.

Du Ge browsed the internet on his phone, gathering information about the world and understanding Cheng Yu's social connections.

Zhao Hongmei, on the other hand, was following the latest social trends, increasingly feeling that Cheng Yu might be right, the world seemed to have become abnormal.

The man who went berserk and killed people on the street displayed an abnormal level of combat ability, and from the video, it was clear that the police shots hit him, some even in vital areas, yet they didn't affect his actions at all.

Experts explained that the suspect's adrenaline surge from his frenzy allowed him to ignore the pain.

But after some netizens analyzed the footage frame by frame, it was clear to see that the bullets that entered his body were squeezed out from the wounds, as if the healing wounds expelled the foreign objects, reminiscent of a sci-fi movie.

The vigilante who suddenly appeared and killed the suspect seemed to have popped out of nowhere, appearing beside the man in an instant...

Zhao Hongmei was studying this bizarre incident.

Suddenly, the news page she was browsing turned blank, and refreshing it yielded nothing.

Of course, Zhao Hongmei knew what this meant.

If the post wasn't deleted, it was fine, but once deleted, it definitely indicated a problem.

Her expression became even more solemn.

...

Qingxin Temple was located in the western mountainous area of Tongshan City.

It was a small Daoist temple with few visitors, but at the foot of the mountain, there were several luxury cars parked.

Zhao Hongmei glanced at the luxury cars and said, "Daoist Priest Suwen is a capable person. Last time I was brought here by Old Liu and the others to pay respects, everyone asked for protective talismans from the Daoist Priest. At the time, your career was on the rise, so I also sought a protective jade amulet for you, which cost me thirty-eight thousand. I just wanted some good luck, never expecting real trouble."

Du Ge looked up at the mountain top; the hillside was lush with pine trees, but unlike the previous world, it didn't immediately reveal the presence of spiritual power.

It seemed that each world had its own unique method of cultivation.

It took them over an hour to reach the summit, encountering several groups of descending visitors on the way.

These people were either rich or noble, all well-known figures in Tongshan City's social circles. Zhao Hongmei greeted each one, and Cheng Yu, not recognizing anyone, simply echoed her greetings.

Before meeting Daoist Priest Suwen, he had to act like a normal person.

Upon reaching the temple, Zhao Hongmei stated their purpose, and a young Daoist acolyte led them to Daoist Priest Suwen's room.

Du Ge's senses covered the entire temple; aside from the chanting, he could faintly hear discussions about "The True Method of the Five Thunders" and other matters, indicating that the temple indeed possessed genuine articles.

As they moved further in,

Du Ge's ears picked up some intriguing information, "Tongshan City... The Ghost King roamed the city skies in broad daylight... After clashing with the Bright Light Formation at the government building, he vanished... He might be hiding in an extremely yin place to heal or lurking in a human body, ready to emerge at any moment to harvest living souls for healing..."

Ghost King?

Clashing with the Bright Light Formation!

These familiar pieces of information made Du Ge feel quite embarrassed. Damn it, his movements had been exposed long ago!

So, a mental power of one hundred and twenty thousand was equivalent to the level of a Ghost King.

But these people were overestimating him; he might have the stature of a Ghost King but not the strength.

In his soul state, aside from controlling water and Body Possession, he had no offensive capabilities.

If someone had attacked him then, he would most likely have fled and casually possessed someone else.

It seemed that in any world, one should not take Body Possession lightly; there might be powerful guardians secretly protecting the city.

Since these people had discovered him, it was not surprising that nearly two thousand examinees had perished at the beginning; their mental power was too weak and might have been eliminated by these hidden guardians before they could possess a body.

Fifty meters from Daoist Priest Suwen's room, the conversation inside suddenly stopped.

Du Ge smiled faintly; in terms of sensory perception alone, Daoist Priest Suwen's physical condition was far inferior to his...

...

Upon entering,

An old Daoist priest was sitting cross-legged in the room.

The Daoist priest appeared to be in his sixties, with white hair and a ruddy complexion, dressed in a dark blue Daoist robe. Behind him hung a Bagua diagram, and on the table in front of him lay a peach wood sword, yellow paper, cinnabar, and several prepared talismans.

Zhao Hongmei tugged at Cheng Yu's sleeve and bowed to the old Daoist, "Zhao Hongmei pays respects to Daoist Priest Suwen."

"Cheng Yu pays respects to Daoist Priest Suwen," Du Ge followed suit.

The old Daoist turned to look at them, nodded, and was about to speak when his eyes suddenly brightened upon seeing Du Ge. He quickly stepped forward, reaching for Du Ge's wrist. Du Ge instinctively wanted to dodge but hesitated and stopped.

"Young man, have you practiced martial arts?" the old Daoist noticed Du Ge's reflex and asked with a slight smile.

"Just some fancy moves," Du Ge replied modestly.

"Young man, your constitution doesn't seem to match 'fancy moves'!" The old Daoist took his pulse carefully, his eyes growing brighter, and he murmured in admiration, "All meridians are unblocked, a fine candidate for cultivation. Cheng Yu, would you like to take me as your master?"

"Of course," Du Ge replied, "Ever since entering the temple, my mind has felt exceptionally peaceful, as if this is where I belong. Seeing the Daoist Priest, this feeling has only intensified. If you do not mind, I would be honored to take you as my master..."

"Good, there's no time like the present; today, let's proceed with the apprenticeship..." Daoist Priest Suwen was overjoyed.

Cough!

Zhao Hongmei coughed, interrupting them. She looked awkwardly at Daoist Priest Suwen and pulled Du Ge aside, "Cheng Yu, what are you doing? I warn you, you're under contract, and whatever you do must be approved by the company. Becoming a Daoist priest, what are you thinking? You must still be bewitched!"

Saying this, she glared at Du Ge, took out the broken amulet from her pocket, and looked apologetically at Suwen, "Daoist Priest Suwen, please don't take offense at him. He's too busy to devote himself to your teachings. We came up the mountain today to ask for your help with an important matter."

Daoist Priest Suwen looked at the amulet in Zhao Hongmei's hand and frowned, "Such heavy yin energy."

He scrutinized Du Ge and asked seriously, "Did you encounter anything strange today?"