The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon!-Chapter 404: Do You Have a Shadow Spirit That Needs Guidance to the Underworld?

Chapter 404: Chapter 404: Do You Have a Shadow Spirit That Needs Guidance to the Underworld?

Scarlett Jennings noticed from the first moment she met Ezra Wright that his soul power was different from that of ordinary new ghosts.

At first, she thought it aligned with her earlier assumption—that Ezra might have had a natural spiritual power talent while alive, making his soul power stronger than most ghosts after death.

But soon, she realized something was amiss.

Ezra’s soul power seemed to grow based on the intensity of his grudge against those two families.

When she mentioned to him that indulging in revenge might prevent his reincarnation, she clearly observed his soul power fluctuating wildly.

This was Ezra wavering internally at the thought of reincarnation.

And now, after witnessing the two families’ confessions firsthand, most of the grudge in Ezra’s heart seemed to have dissipated.

The Ezra standing before her now was practically like any other ordinary new ghost.

Scarlett Jennings had never encountered such a peculiar situation before.

The last time she faced something so baffling was with Azura Loomis’s Evil God System.

Scarlett felt an inexplicable unease growing inside her.

She couldn’t shake the feeling that the Evil God System situation wasn’t over yet.

"Scarlett, what do you mean by that? I don’t quite understand..." Ezra Wright was visibly bewildered. "No one gave me anything; it’s just me, alone as a ghost."

To be honest, after a week of revenge, he felt pretty exhausted.

Even as a ghost, after scaring people every night, he had this hollowed-out feeling in his soul.

Now that everything was resolved, that emptiness was even more pronounced.

Scarlett saw he didn’t seem to be lying, so she decided to change her approach.

"You’ve been dead for a month—why wait until last week to seek revenge on those two families? After becoming a ghost, have you encountered anything strange? Maybe someone... or something?"

At Scarlett’s words, Ezra immediately remembered something.

"There was someone—a girl. She could see me."

At the time, he had just died and was wandering the building as a spirit, overhearing the upstairs couple discussing him.

The husband had said, "The family downstairs is gone. Maybe we should let the kid play outside for now. Staying home all the time might expose them to negative energy."

The wife refuted, "The dead are downstairs, not next door. Why worry about bad vibes? If you ask me, with no one below now, it’s perfect—our kid can play freely at home without anyone barging in and complaining."

Ezra, still dazed at the time, felt a surge of resentment after hearing their remarks. He wanted to confront them and teach them a lesson but found himself unable to touch them.

Unwilling to give up, he spent two days tailing the wife until, on the third day, he encountered a strange girl in the stairwell.

Ezra recalled the girl’s appearance.

"She was wearing a mask and bundled up tightly. Judging from her voice, she seemed young, and her eyes were pure black. The way she looked at ghosts was eerily cold."

Ezra said, "I didn’t pay much attention at the time, but later that night, she appeared in my rental unit."

The girl had asked him why he was following the wife.

Without knowing why, Ezra confessed his frustrations about the upstairs families.

The girl then asked him, "You want revenge on them, don’t you?"

Ezra didn’t hesitate and said, "Yes."

Yet, he still couldn’t touch them.

Then, the girl stared at him, suddenly pulled down her mask, and said,

"You’ll grow stronger. When you’re stronger, punish those who bullied you, and force them to repent for their actions."

What Ezra didn’t tell Scarlett was that the girl’s unveiled face was startlingly ghost-like.

Not ugly, but... the scars on her face were terrifying.

Oddly enough, after the girl said those words, Ezra found himself gradually becoming stronger—not only could he enter dreams and create dreamscapes, but he could even appear directly in front of people...

At the time, his mind was entirely fixed on revenge against the two families. But Scarlett’s probing made him realize his newfound strength likely stemmed from the girl.

Listening to his recount, Scarlett was certain she hadn’t encountered this strange girl before, but she was sure the eerie soul power in Ezra originated from her.

The question remained: why had the girl done this?

Scarlett was mulling this over when Ezra seemed to suddenly remember something. "Oh, right—she might be a fan of yours."

Scarlett: ???

"Her phone screen is set to your photo as the wallpaper."

Scarlett instinctively furrowed her brows.

It wouldn’t be worth overthinking if an ordinary person used her photo as a phone wallpaper.

But the girl was clearly no ordinary person.

Nobody from the Mystical Sect would casually set someone’s photo as their screen wallpaper.

Unless she considered the person her target.

Scarlett didn’t manage to gather more useful information from Ezra, but just then, the ghost messenger responsible for escorting souls arrived.

A little past 3 a.m., a strange knock echoed from the hotel room door.

If it were anyone else, they’d be terrified by now, but Scarlett remained calm and nonchalantly directed Liora Gold to open the door.

Sure enough, it was a young man clad in black clothes and a black hat. He seemed startled upon seeing Liora but quickly regained his professionalism.

"Spiritual Affairs Flash Delivery—have you summoned a Shadow Spirit that requires Underworld escort services?"

The man scanned the room, his gaze drifting over the two Shadow Spirits before resting eerily on Sophie Harper. He delivered a routine reminder,

"Big ghost escort services require an additional fee."

Sophie, under his scrutinizing gaze, nearly blew her top, darting to the farthest corner of the ceiling in the room, her ghostly form trembling as she snapped,

"Extra fee?! I’m not reincarnating! I don’t need your escort! No extra fee!"

As if feeling her lack of assertiveness, she floated back down, sticking close behind Scarlett, declaring,

"Get this straight—I’m a proper ghost servant, officially certified as a ghost cultivator!" ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

The young man cast a glance at Sophie, disappointment flickering briefly in his eyes, before finally shifting his focus to Ezra Wright.

"Are you the one needing escort?"

Ezra was stunned.

He had seen *Inspiration* before and was aware that Mystical Sect masters used the Spiritual Affairs APP. Many people online were curious about the app, and so was he back then.

He never imagined he’d die and experience it personally.

When the messenger’s voice drifted over for the second time, Ezra snapped back to reality, quickly replying,

"It’s me—I... I need the escort."

Ezra glanced at Scarlett instinctively and, seeing her nod, obediently stepped over to the young man’s side, taking the chance to scrutinize his attire head to toe.

"Hey, is this your Underworld uniform? Does everyone get the same hat and mask?"

The young man shot him a look, choosing not to dignify his question with a response. With a casual motion, he conjured a piece of red rope in his hand.

In one swift movement, he looped the rope around Ezra’s neck and expertly bound him. In mere seconds, Ezra was tied up into a compact, palm-sized bundle.

The messenger placed the ball into a container that resembled a thermal box, already neatly filled with over a dozen similar bundles—his assignments for the night.

Sophie Harper was witnessing a Flash Delivery escort service for the first time and was completely awestruck by the young man’s skill.

She assumed he’d leave once he escorted Ezra, but the messenger suddenly turned to Scarlett, his dark eyes glinting.

"Miss, a few months ago, you submitted a request regarding a baby spirit. Has that infant spirit’s shadow energy reached the required amount yet?"

If so, he could take it along this time.