Chapter 14: Caught!

No way, is this guy really chasing me non-stop?!

Aren’t you an Exorcist?

Don’t you have evil to punish and justice to uphold?

Is it really worth wasting so much time with a little Pen Fairy like me?

Ling Xiaoyou turned her little head, looking at Bai Shuanglian, who was still following behind her without any intention of stopping, and her heart was filled with speechlessness.

At this moment, their chase had already gone on for quite some time.

Now, it was deep into the night, and they had flown all the way from the city center to the outskirts of New Sea City.

Visibly, the prosperity here was far less than in the city center.

Although it wasn’t completely deserted, it was quiet, with few people living in this area.

The most direct proof was the decrease in tall buildings, replaced by many small houses and residential buildings.

It was normal for there to be fewer high-rises in the suburbs, but this made things tough for Ling Xiaoyou.

Originally, her speed was no match for Bai Shuanglian, and if not for her ability to pass through buildings—while Bai Shuanglian had to detour—she would have been caught by that woman long ago.

But now, with no buildings left, there was nothing for Bai Shuanglian to circle around, and her speed naturally increased, closing the distance between them and Ling Xiaoyou.

At this rate, Ling Xiaoyou would be caught soon.

And if she were caught…

Ling Xiaoyou suddenly shivered, not sure if she had imagined some unspeakable scene.

Anyway, she made up her mind—she absolutely must not let this woman catch her!

But what should she do?

Fight? Out of the question.

Although Ling Xiaoyou didn’t know Bai Shuanglian’s cultivation level, she was sure it was higher than hers!

One Bai Shuanglian could take on ten of her without a problem.

Ling Xiaoyou wasn’t stupid enough to go and deliver herself.

If she couldn’t fight, then there was only one option—run!

Although her speed couldn’t match Bai Shuanglian’s, she wasn’t completely helpless!

So, there was only one answer left!

System, give me Attribute Points!!!

With Ling Xiaoyou’s shout in her mind, the System Panel appeared before her eyes.

She didn’t know if the System Panel had sensed her urge to allocate points, but the full-body image of herself on the panel seemed to be smiling at her determination.

Ling Xiaoyou quickly scanned the System Panel, skipping over useless functions like ‘Accelerated Cultivation’, ‘Spell Deduction’, ‘Technique Practice’, and went straight to the ‘Attribute Point Allocation’ option.

It’s you!

With a thought, Ling Xiaoyou selected ‘Attribute Point Allocation’.

In an instant, a dazzling array of attributes appeared before her.

Host: Ling Xiaoyou

Race: Ghost

Profession: Pen Fairy

Cultivation: Condensation Phase (Late)

Strength: 2

Speed: 5

Constitution: 0

Spirit: 3

Comment: Host Onee-san really is a runaway small fry~

Looking at the comment section of the System, Ling Xiaoyou couldn’t help but clench her pink fists.

Her System could be considered a very comprehensive one—other than lacking a System Mall, the other functions were all there, making it quite a good System for a transmigrator.

But Ling Xiaoyou didn’t like opening the attribute panel, not only because her stats rarely changed, but mostly because of these annoying System comments!

What kind of System mocks its Host as a small fry?!

Is this some kind of little demon girl System?!

If Ling Xiaoyou hadn’t confirmed the System had no intelligence, she’d want to give this little demon girl System a lesson—to let it understand the Host’s dignity must not be challenged!

However…

Ling Xiaoyou glanced at the comment this time, a bit surprised that it was slightly different from before.

Previously, the comment also called her a small fry, but the wording was different—

Though still infuriating, the main point of ridicule was about her failing to collect Happiness Points, whereas now it was about her only knowing how to run away.

Could it be because I finally gained more than just a decimal of Happiness Points?

As Ling Xiaoyou pondered, she completely failed to notice Bai Shuanglian approaching as she was immersed in the System.

Bai Shuanglian pressed her hands together and then pulled sharply.

A rope emitting a ghostly blue glow appeared in her palms.

As an Exorcist, she naturally had means to restrain spirits.

And this Ghost-Binding Rope was one such method.

As long as the Ghost-Binding Rope touched a spirit body, it would coil around them like a python catching its prey, binding all actions and the flow of spiritual energy.

Using the Ghost-Binding Rope on Ling Xiaoyou was the perfect move.

A mischievous smile appeared on Bai Shuanglian’s usually cold face.

She didn’t even realize her lips had curled up, too focused on imagining the satisfaction of punishing the troublesome Pen Fairy once she caught her.

But first, she had to catch her!

Bai Shuanglian grabbed one end of the Ghost-Binding Rope and flung the other toward the rapidly fleeing Ling Xiaoyou.

Ling Xiaoyou, still lost in thought about the System’s changing comments, didn’t notice until the ghostly blue rope touched her back.

Her spiritual power instantly froze, snapping her out of her thoughts.

What’s going on?!

Why can’t I move?!

My spiritual power is useless too?!

What’s with this rope???

Ling Xiaoyou looked at the ghostly blue rope tightly binding her and panicked.

Even if she didn’t know what it was, even a foolish bunny could guess it was the handiwork of Bai Shuanglian, who had been chasing her.

Th-th-this isn’t right, is it?!

Wasn’t the script supposed to be me using the System to boost my stats and escape Bai Shuanglian’s clutches?

How did I get caught so easily?!

Ling Xiaoyou struggled desperately, trying to break free from the Ghost-Binding Rope.

But this rope was a Bai Family spell, created specifically to bind ghostly spirits.

If Bai Shuanglian’s cultivation was lower, or Ling Xiaoyou’s higher, there might have been a slim chance to escape.

But with such a huge gap in power, it was utterly impossible!

If not for the fact that flying was a ghost’s innate ability unaffected by the stagnation of spiritual power, Ling Xiaoyou would probably have had a close encounter with the ground by now.

“Heh, why aren’t you running anymore? Is it because you don’t want to, or because you can’t?”

Bai Shuanglian’s cool voice rang out.

Though her tone was cold, Ling Xiaoyou could clearly sense the playful mockery within.

Ling Xiaoyou stiffly turned her little head, inch by inch, to look at Bai Shuanglian, forcing a smile uglier than crying:

“Uh, can we call a truce?”

Hearing this, Bai Shuanglian’s smile deepened.

“At this moment? Are you joking?”