Chapter 861: Chapter 828: Yang Jian’s Weapon

“Glug glug”

In the silent, deserted safe house.

This is the tool room inside the safe house, where several hefty chunks of gold were thrown into the crucible, starting to melt. The melting gold turned into liquid, began bubbling, emitting a scorching high temperature.

Soon, all the gold had melted.

In the meantime, Yang Jian crafted a mold.

The Ghost Domain couldn’t influence gold but could affect other materials, so he could easily create any mold he wanted with his Ghost Eye’s Ghost Domain power, and modify it freely without wasting much time or effort, only a touch of creativity was needed.

“I can’t conjure a supernatural item out of thin air; I can only modify one.”

Yang Jian pondered for a moment before taking out a mysterious firewood knife from seemingly nowhere.

He placed the firewood knife in the grinding tool, then deftly grabbed the crucible with tongs and poured the molten gold into the mold.

The molten gold gradually filled the grinding tool, slowly submerging the strange firewood knife.

But it was only submerged halfway, not completely covered.

Soon, the gold began to cool, and an ancient weapon-like spear appeared before Yang Jian.

Immediately after, while it was still not thoroughly cooled, he reached out to grab the red-hot spear, and with its tail, he thrust it into the ground with accurate and forceful determination.

A coffin nail was driven into a seemingly solid shadow on the ground.

This coffin nail sank into the still-soft, uncured gold and became embedded in it.

While at it, Yang Jian began hammering it with tools, processing it.

“To trigger the firewood knife’s medium, I have to leave gaps for me to touch the knife,” Yang Jian said as he continued processing, creating irregular gaps to facilitate invasion of the firewood knife by his Ghost Domain.

“To use the coffin nail, I must leave the other end exposed to ensure it can come into contact with fierce ghosts.”

The tail end was processed in the same way.

Yang Jian had just embedded the coffin nail and did not fully encase it with gold.

Very soon.

His initial processing was complete.

A golden spear-like weapon reminiscent of ancient armaments appeared in front of him.

The firewood knife served as the spearhead, but it was full of gaps and looked old and dirty, as though it was about to break at any moment; the tail was a rust-covered coffin nail.

This combination seemed mismatched.

Yang Jian didn’t think too much of it; he just picked it up and swung it.

In an instant.

The weapon, resembling a spear, was already slightly bent.

Gold was too soft and not as strong as he had imagined; with his non-human strength, Yang Jian could easily shape gold into various forms.

“I can’t use pure gold.”

Yang Jian immediately understood the problem: he felt that a steel bar had to be incorporated into it.

The material of steel wasn’t special, only a special kind of steel could possibly improve it.

“I need to make a trip to the company and ask them to place an order. Meanwhile, I need to find Huang Ziya to recover my health; I can’t meet people in this state.”

He casually discarded the failed object in the safe house, then removed the coffin nail that was embedded within, nailed it back onto the Ghost Shadow, and left with the Ghost Child.

The weapon crafting plan encountered a setback, but it didn’t obstruct Yang Jian’s thought process.

These were minor issues.

All his efforts were aimed at resolving the curse on himself.

Modifying supernatural weapons was just to prevent any dangers that could arise from losing control, and whether it was the firewood knife or coffin nail, Yang Jian didn’t trust anyone else to handle them.

This was about survival, his capital to fight against the supernatural, so naturally, he took it very seriously.

The Ghost Child was left in the Guanjiang Residential Complex.

Yang Jian used his Ghost Domain to appear directly in a rest area on one of the floors of Shangtong Tower in Dachang City.

This rest area was designated solely for his team’s use.

Other company employees were not permitted to use it.

Right now, two people were resting inside the rest area, also ensuring Dachang City’s safety.

Strictly speaking, this was work, not actual rest.

The people working today were Huang Ziya and Tong Qian.

Feng Quan and Li Yang were not present, Li Yang must have gone home to rest, as he had just returned from a business trip, while Feng Quan was investigating the pendulum clock curse from the last time. As for Xiong Wenwen, she was most likely at home catching up on homework.

“Yang Jian, you’re here? I’ve already received Li Yang’s message earlier.” Tong Qian nodded, not finding Yang Jian’s sudden appearance strange.

“How are you feeling now? I heard that your condition was problematic.”

After finishing, she gave Yang Jian a quick once-over.

Indeed very troubling.

Tong Qian frowned slightly: “Worse than I imagined.”

“I’m dealing with it; I already have a method.”

As Yang Jian spoke, he walked toward Huang Ziya: “Deceiving Ghost, let me use it for a moment.”

“You’re seriously injured, it’s as if your entire being has been dismembered. Who inflicted such severe injuries on you?”

Huang Ziya was still flawless, maintaining a breathtaking visage, but the crystal necklace hanging from her chest had turned mostly black.

The darkened outline vaguely formed an eerie human shape.

“Myself.”

Yang Jian said as he grabbed and held the crystal pendant.

Intervention from the Deceiving Ghost itself.

Yang Jian’s body was quickly recovering, the rotting stench vanished, and his wounds healed, transforming from a corpse-like appearance to that of a normal living person in an instant.

But the area of darkness within the crystal expanded further.

The silhouette of the malevolent ghost became even clearer.

“If it’s used a few more times, the ghost is going to escape,” said Huang Ziya.

“It won’t, the ghost can’t escape as long as I am here,” replied Yang Jian, his ghostly eyes glancing at the crystal.

A flash of red light.

The darkened crystal necklace in his hand was purified in an instant, the blackness dissipated again, shrinking to an inconspicuous speck.

“Here you go.” After using it, Yang Jian handed the crystal necklace back to Huang Ziya.

Huang Ziya, delighted, took it back and wore it around her neck again: “It’s unbelievable, if this goes on, doesn’t that mean we can use the Deceiving Ghost’s supernatural power without limits?”

“You’re thinking too much. If you use the Deceiving Ghost’s power too often, be careful not to have your consciousness invaded and altered,” Yang Jian cautioned.

“Right, speaking of living consciousness, does anyone here research this aspect?”

He asked, adopting a wait-and-see attitude.

Tong Qian said: “We’re not researchers, so we don’t have any good suggestions in this area, but a few days ago, Doctor Chen came to the company. He brought a few assistants seeking employment, saying he knew you and had met you at Ping’an Technology Research Base before. He has a certain understanding of supernatural events and hopes to join the company.”

“Ping’an Technology Research Base?”

Yang Jian’s gaze sharpened straight away.

This place sounded harmless, but in fact, it was a research base for malevolent ghosts.

That Doctor Chen must be the person who was working there when he first resolved the Eight-Tone Music Box curse.

“Where is he now? I want to meet him,” Yang Jian immediately asked.

“Because he said he knew you, we didn’t dare to take chances and arranged for Doctor Chen to stay in the company’s dormitory building.”

Tong Qian stood in front of the window and pointed at a large building not far away.

That building too had been bought by the company to be used as a dormitory for employees.

“I’ll go find him. Also, whether it’s Jiang Yan or Zhang Liqin, arrange for them to order some specialty steel for me. We need a little of every type, not much, just one ton of each,” Yang Jian said.

He wasn’t concerned about the expense now, his resources were abundant.

“Alright, I’ll have your secretary take care of it and let them know,” Tong Qian said.

Yang Jian nodded and immediately used the Ghost Domain before leaving.

“Hey, Captain, are you free tonight? Let’s have dinner together,” Huang Ziya hurriedly asked.

But Yang Jian was already gone, seemingly not having heard.

Tong Qian glanced sideways: “You might as well give up. He’s not likely to be interested in someone who’s a ghost controller. Even though you are indeed beautiful, what emanates from your bones is still creepiness and horror.”

“Let’s give it a try anyway, no loss in trying, giggle,” Huang Ziya laughed, but her smile quickly faded, and she expressed her concerns: “The Captain’s situation seems really serious this time. What did he encounter in Dachuan City? You’ve been there; you should know.”

“I don’t know much. I only saw that his Headless Ghost Shadow now has a head,” Tong Qian said.

Huang Ziya was taken aback, then somewhat incredulously asked: “Did the Captain tame the fourth ghost?”

“Not exactly. It’s more like he completed the puzzle of reconstituting a ghost, but certainly, the balance of his body must have been disrupted,” Tong Qian commented.

“That’s inevitable. Now we just wait to see how Yang Jian resolves it. He seems to have an idea in mind; we just need to wait for the outcome,” Tong Qian added.