Chapter97

In a split second, he understood why Ya had been hiding alone here.
And he absolutely believed what she said—she set up Jiang Che to die, just for his hand chain.
This is exactly the kind of thing she'd do.
"Oh right, bro, can you tell me how you killed the evil spirit?" Feeling safe for now, Ya twisted her body and threw him a flirtatious wink.
Humans fighting back at death? She didn't believe anyone could do something that powerful.
She didn't care at all about her actions being broadcast live to the whole internet.
Compared to the live stream, mastering that ability mattered way more to her.
"I didn't," Wang Bing said mockingly, watching her squirm twice and wink at him. "I didn't kill it."
"Then how'd you get its power?" Ya asked, momentarily at a loss.
That was the biggest question in her mind; Wang Bing had been so badly wounded, there was no way he could have killed an evil spirit.
And now, apart from being a little gaunt, he'd gotten a power—and survived.
That was about as good an outcome as you could ask for.
"You actually don't need to kill the evil spirit," Wang Bing said with a half-smile. "I just found out—if the evil spirit is willing, it can bestow its ability on you."
"Why would it be willing?" Ya blurted out, not caring if the question might piss Wang Bing off.
She only wanted an answer.
Meanwhile, in her live stream, the number of viewers hit an all-time peak.
[From now on, as long as Ya survives, whatever she does in the dungeon, I'm convinced she's right!]
[What if she sells her body?]
[That's right too! Who says selling can't win!]