The ancient return was exposed by his sister's live stream.

Yang Wanqing nodded: "It's even more exaggerated than celebrities. Even celebrities don't have this many people chasing after them for photos."

Chen Hao stood in the middle of the elevator, carrying shopping bags, his expression calm: "It'll be fine in a few days."

"In a few days?" Chen Siyao shook her head. "Every time you trend on social media, you say 'It'll be fine in a few days,' but it always gets more popular than the last time. The Zhu You Shu incident last time, it stayed on the trending list for several days before it went down."

Yang Wanqing added, "And the number of fans is increasing. The number of viewers in the live stream has exceeded ten million. Now everyone calls you a god. That uncle just asked you to bless his son to get high scores on his exam."

Chen Hao shook his head helplessly.

The elevator reached the first floor, and the doors opened. The three of them stepped out of the mall, the sunlight blinding them. Chen Siyao put on sunglasses and linked arms with Chen Hao as they walked out.

Back home, Yuehen was waiting for them at the door. When it saw Chen Hao, it immediately ran over and rubbed against his leg. Chen Hao bent down and rubbed its head, and Yuehen squinted its eyes in comfort.

Chen Siyao threw the shopping bag on the sofa, then picked up the pile of plush toys she had won from the claw machine and laid them out one by one on the sofa.

Pink piglets, brown bears, white rabbits, green dinosaurs, yellow chicks, purple octopuses... they were arranged in a whole row.

She took out her phone, snapped a photo, and posted it to the live stream.

[I am Ying Zheng: Holy crap! A god playing a claw machine? What kind of god-like operation is this?!]

[Yao Yao's Little Red Riding Hood: A perfect catch every time? Is there anything the High God can't do?]

[Dongmen Chuixue: I spent hundreds of yuan playing the claw machine and didn't win a single thing. The God of War, on the other hand, won a ton for just a few yuan. That's the difference.]

[Qin Jia Xiaoyu: God, could you teach me how to play the claw machine? I can never seem to grab anything.]

[Youyou: The High God treats the claw machine like it's nothing, his hand is so steady. Is he like this when he catches the Gu Diao?]

[Xiao Ke: Didn't you guys notice? The two girls next to the God are his sister and her classmate. Those who want to add him on WeChat, forget about it.]

[New User 001: I just entered the live stream, who is this? Why are so many people watching?]

[New User 002: You don't recognize him? This is Master Chen! No, he's now called a High God!]

[New User 003: God? What God?]

[New User 004: Go search for "The Secret Realm of the Queen Mother of the West," "The Silk Manuscript of Qin Shi Huang," and "The Curative Method of Incantation for Cancer," and you'll understand.]

[New User 005: I just came back from searching, and I'm stunned. Do people like this really exist in this world?]

[New User 006: Yes, right in front of you. And he just grabbed a bunch of plush toys at the mall, and didn't lose a single one.]

[New User 007: ...A god playing the claw machine, I can't even imagine it.]

[New User 008: God, please bless me so I don't fail my exam next week! I'm begging you!]

Chen Siyao looked at the comments and laughed so hard she almost fell over: "Family members, don't expect the gods to bless everything! Winning at claw machines is fine, but exams aren't his responsibility!"

[I am Ying Zheng: What do the gods care about?]

Chen Siyao thought for a moment and said in a serious tone, "My brother is in charge of playing claw machines, cooking, restoring antiques, treating the sick and saving lives, and dealing with people who don't know their place."

Yang Wanqing leaned closer and added, "And you also have to scoop Xiaoyue's poop."

[Dongmen Chuixue: Hahahaha, the High God is shoveling dog poop, this scene is too beautiful for me to bear.]

[Yaoyao's Little Red Riding Hood: Moon Mark: My human is a god, aren't you envious?]

[Qin Jia Xiaoyu: Yuehen is the biggest winner in life.]

When Xiaoyuehen heard her name called, she looked up at the camera, then lay back down and continued sleeping.

Chen Hao sat on the sofa, holding the ancient version of the Classic of Mountains and Seas in his hand. He turned to the page about the three-legged golden crow, a faint smile on his lips.

Chen Siyao, holding the pink piglet, leaned back on the sofa and said to the camera, "Family, that's all for today's live stream. My brother's going to rest now, and I'm going to pet the dog too. See you tomorrow!"

[I am Ying Zheng: See you tomorrow! Goodnight, Supreme God!]

[Yaoyao's Little Red Riding Hood: Goodnight Yaoyao! Goodnight, Goddess!]

[Dongmen Chuixue: Goodnight, late Qing Dynasty! Goodnight, Yuehen!]

[Qin Jia Xiaoyu: Looking forward to tomorrow's live stream!]

Chen Siyao turned off the live stream, tossed her phone aside, and yawned while holding the piglet.

Nighttime, top floor of Building B, Baotian City.

Chen Hao sat in his study, holding the ancient version of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and turned to the page about "Zhulong". Zhulong, when it looks, it is day; when it closes its eyes, it is night; when it blows, it is winter; when it breathes, it is summer.

He stared at the text and recalled the dragon he had seen long ago in Kunlun Ruins, coiled on the mountain like a burning river.

A slight smile played on his lips as he turned to the next page.

Then, his fingers stopped.

A surge of yin energy came from the direction of Building A, so intense it was like a tangible tide, churning in the night sky. He put down his book and walked to the window.

The top three floors of Building A were shrouded in black mist. This mist was not ordinary mist; it was the condensation of yin energy, so thick that it could not be dispersed. It rolled and writhed in the moonlight, as if something was struggling inside.

Chen Hao used his divine sense to investigate and found that the feng shui formation originally set up in the community had been broken.

The array's core was deliberately destroyed, causing its spiritual energy to leak out completely. Those souls that had been suppressed for countless years surged out like birds released from their cages. Instinctively, they ran towards the rooftop of Building A, where the yin energy was strongest.

Dozens, even hundreds, of them crammed together on the three-story building, devouring and merging with each other, forming a small ghost realm.

Chen Hao's gaze pierced through the darkness and the walls, landing on the top floor of Building A. There was an unsettling aura there, not from the spirits, but from something else entirely.

His divine sense immediately probed the area and detected a black banner with blood-red runes painted on it, gleaming eerily in the moonlight. The souls seemed to be drawn by something, frantically surging towards the banner.

Soul-Gathering Banner. It is made from the blood of more than ten girls, and is extremely insidious. During its making, the girls must be bled alive, and their screams must be heard as the blood is slowly applied to the banner.

On the day the banner is completed, the person who makes it will lose ten years of their lifespan, and the souls of those girls will be trapped inside the banner forever, unable to be reborn.

He hadn't seen anything like this in centuries.

Chen Hao's gaze turned cold. They were practically courting death. No rush. He'd deal with it tomorrow at noon, when the yang energy was at its peak. Going now would only cause those souls to scatter and flee, potentially creating even more trouble if they entered the residential area.

Moreover, everyone on the third floor of Building A has fainted and needs to be treated when their yang energy is at its peak, otherwise they will develop dementia.

In the living room, Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing were snuggled up on the sofa scrolling through their phones.

Yang Wanqing was scrolling through Douyin (TikTok) when suddenly her fingers stopped. Her eyes widened, and she read the title three times before she dared to confirm she wasn't mistaken: "Yaoyao! Look at this!"

Chen Siyao leaned closer, and on the screen was a news report with the headline: "A fall occurred in Building A of Baotian City, Pengcheng, and the entire building was immediately sealed off."