Chapter Thirty-Three: Being a Ghost Isn't Bad Either

  Yang Hao sat cross-legged in the Dragon Ball, quietly nourishing his spirit. Since his physical body had died, he found that he had gained a clarity that was hard to come by before. As a ghost, he didn't need to eat or sleep. There was only the distinction between spiritual vigor and weakness. The Dragon Ball itself was a treasure condensed from the essence of heaven and earth, naturally containing the refined energy of all things in the world. Yang Hao was currently absorbing these rare 'tonics'.

  "Ah Hao, Ah Hao~~" Han Yunxue anxiously shook the Dragon Ball wrapped in blue aura.

  "Stop messing around, do you want me to lose my soul?!?" A wisp of white gas slowly floated out, and Yang Hao impatiently patted his head, shouting.

  Yunxue looked at Yang Hao at this time, and her heart couldn't express what kind of feeling it was. When he left, he was a vigorous and spirited person, but when he came back, he became a wisp of white smoke. Thinking of this, tears sparkled in her eyes, and her expression was touching and moving.

  "Oh, all right... I'm doing just fine, aren't I? Look, I can fly around and pass through walls. I'm telling you, beautiful lady, from now on it's best to wear this outfit when taking a bath... or else don't blame me..."

  "Hmph..." Yunxue couldn't help but laugh at his teasing, then picked up a big pillow and threw it at Yang Hao. But her expression soon darkened again.

  "How can you be so stupid, why are you working so hard? Dad is gone, mom is also gone, and now you've become like this, what am I going to do in the future...". As Yang Hao looked at Yun Xue, a voice suddenly echoed, not heard by the ears, but coming from the heart. What's going on? Yang Hao shifted his gaze to Yu Deng, and another voice sounded again.

  "Alas... Younger brother, you haven't been in this world for long and yet you were Father's most beloved one. Now that you've become like this, Father must be heartbroken..." Yang Hao shook his head in shock, his incredulous gaze shifting back to the Tiger Head.

  "Yang brothers, you have such a good woman caring about you, concerned about you. I will help you get out of the flesh even if I die." Yang Hao finally confirmed one thing besides feeling grateful for these words before. That is, he can read people's hearts. This thing makes him ecstatic, but is it a good thing or a bad thing?

  "I don't know what Master is thinking." Yang Hao's gaze followed this thought and looked at Uncle Yi Yang.

  "You stinky kid, do you also want to get to the bottom of Master's affairs?" One Yang Shu's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the faint golden light in his eyes collided with Yang Hao's gaze. Yang Hao suddenly felt that this light was very dazzling and involuntarily turned his head to one side. He quickly shifted the topic.

  "Master, where are we?"

  "Can't recognize me at home?"

  "Oh, haha... I said why did it seem a bit familiar, right, Master, how's your injury?"

  "It's alright, although my powers haven't fully recovered yet, but those two worms have already been sealed within me."

  "Can't be eradicated??"

  "Maybe there's a way, but I don't know yet. Your family hasn't been told about your situation yet. Anyway, just rest here for now."

  "Uncle Yang, you're not feeling well now, let me take care of Yang Hao." Yunxue took over and said.

  "This..."

  "It doesn't matter, let Yunxue take the Dragon Ball with her. With me by her side, nothing unexpected will happen." Hu Tou jumped down from the bed and added beside Yunxue.

  "Master, I also want to go back and see my parents. Besides, with Hu Tou around, there shouldn't be any problems."

  "What's 'should'? Don't you trust me?"

  "It's not that I don't trust you, how should I put it?"

  "To be honest, there's absolutely no problem..." The tiger-headed one was unrelenting and provocative with his words, shouting non-stop.

  "Alright, alright. Since you're so insistent, let's do it that way. Wait until I recover my strength and then bring him here." Yang Hao and the others nodded in agreement with their master's words and turned to leave.

  "Ah Hao, don't misuse your new ability. If you encounter someone with skills, not only will you not succeed, but you'll also be counterattacked. Be careful."

  "Alright... I know, Master, Brother. You just take good care of Master and I'll be off."

  Yu Duan nodded and watched as Yang Hao and Yun Xue left with the tiger-headed cat, leaving Uncle Yang's residence. 8 o'clock in the evening, at Yang Hao's home.

  "Where's Hu Tou? Where's Yang Hao?"

  "He followed his master to practice, and might have to stay for a while."

  "Oh, I see..." Mr. Yang seemed to sense something, but hearing Hu Tou's words, he didn't dare ask any more questions. As a cultivator of the One Yang Path, his abilities were clear to himself, and with his son following him, there shouldn't be any problems. Thinking this, Mr. Yang suppressed the many questions in his mind and explained things to Mrs. Yang as if nothing was out of the ordinary, then went to rest after dinner as usual. In Yunxue's bedroom, only a cat and a huge dragon bead were left behind.

  "Come out, your parents have gone to rest."

  "Dad seems to have sensed something..." Yang Hao floated in mid-air with his cheeks puffed out.

  "I'll explain it to him later, I'm exhausted, I'm going to sleep first, you two take your time." Just as Hu Tou finished speaking, a coaster flew over, but he dodged it lightly and lay down on the sofa, yawning. The room was left with only two people.

  "You..."

  "What's wrong with me?"

  "I'm going to take a bath now, you're not allowed to peek..."

  "Cut... who cares..." Yang Hao said, looking at Yunxue, only to see her face flushed red, her beautiful eyes wide with anger, unsure if she was shy or angry.

  "Alright alright, I won't peek, I'll go out for a stroll and come back after you're done washing up, is that okay?"

  "...Yunxue was still standing there like a giant tree that reached the sky, motionless."

  "I swear, I won't sneak a peek unless you let me when the time comes..."

  "Ugh... I'm ignoring you...". Yunxue's face turned even redder after hearing that, and she turned around to walk out the door.

  Yang Hao actually saw her heart's voice and that's why he said so. Just now, Yun Xue was worried about Yang Hao peeking at her while she was bathing, but after being directly rejected by him, a strange thought occurred to her - could it be that she wasn't attractive enough to him? Or did Yang Hao simply not like her? A inexplicable sadness suddenly appeared in her heart. Coincidentally, all of this was secretly observed by Yang Hao without Yun Xue's knowledge. So, helplessly, Yang Hao said again, "Wait until you agree to let me see you, then I'll go look." But as soon as the words left his mouth, Yun Xue shouted "I hate it!" and left, but Yang Hao knew that a hint of secret delight had flashed across her heart.

  "Ah... woman that..." Yang Hao sighed as he gazed at the closed door, turned around and floated out of the window, arriving on the main street. At this moment, he was truly carefree, floating in mid-air, sometimes lying down, sometimes sitting, sometimes reclining. Wherever he wanted to go, he went. The air was so fresh, the moonlight was so gentle, the city's night scene was so magnificent...

  Unconsciously, Yang Hao floated to a small balloon vendor's stall, where a woman was leading a child under the age of 3, negotiating in front of the stall.

  "Mom, I want that blue one...the one with Mickey Mouse..."

  "Okay... you just stand there obediently... boss, how much is that one?"

  "Three dollars..."

  "For you..."

  "Here... little friend hold it tight..." The stall owner handed the blue balloon with Mickey Mouse pattern to the child, but the child may not have grasped the string tightly, and the hydrogen balloon suddenly floated upwards. The child cried out "Mom!" anxiously on the ground, tears welling up in their eyes.

  "Don't cry, don't cry... Mom will buy you another one. Boss, bring out another balloon..."

  "Okay... here you go little one, don't cry anymore~~~"

  "Waaah... waaah... no, I don't want this one, I want that blue Mickey Mouse one... waaaah..."

  "This...this is not good, there's only one balloon left..." The child cried even harder upon hearing this, just as the balloons in the sky suddenly stopped and slowly descended. The child's crying also stopped, with tears still welling up in their eyes...Children under 3 years old, because their fontanelle has not fully closed, can see ghosts and spirits. At this time, Yang Hao winked at the child while making a silencing gesture, indicating that he shouldn't speak. With one hand, he slowly pulled down the balloon to the child's face and handed him the string. Then, he made a ghostly face, instantly making the child laugh. The two adults couldn't help but rub their eyes...

  "Am I seeing things??? How can a hydrogen balloon fall down? And it fell steadily into the child's hands???" The stall owner had an incredulous look on his face, but the child's mother didn't mind any of this, as long as her little treasure was happy, that was all that mattered. Just at this moment, a black figure darted out from the alley beside the road, snatched the woman's handbag, and took off running. The woman was startled by the sudden turn of events, then chased after him......