Who Says There Are No Celestial Masters in Space? My Ghost Servant Can Tear Ships Apart

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Interstellar + horror corruption + mystical Taoist master + System + multiple romance routes

When the first Taoist master appeared in the stars, her contracted ghosts could punch through black holes, and her storage pouch held an entire ghost realm.

While others contracted ghosts as weapons, she contracted them as housekeepers

The flesh-and-blood tentacle monster gave her shoulder rubs, carefully avoiding her newly grown mechanical joints.

The cyber-zombie squatted beside her mech, gnawing on screws, and even helped modify a peachwood cannon that could absorb corruption.

Best of all was the spirit always wrapped in an antique-style headband. Whenever she practiced, it would drift over and say, “Young lady, that Yin-Yang Twin Swords technique of yours is better than the one I saw aboard the starship Atlantis…”

Oh, right. She also had four “accessories” who were always getting jealous:

The young general Huo, who once pushed her into a corruption zone, now stood guard outside her cabin every day, claiming he had to “protect the only human in the Federation who can purify a black hole.”

The boy with the mechanical eye always pretended to casually come closer while she slept, yet when she was injured, he transformed his entire left arm into a gun.

The Federation’s chief scientist chased her through three star systems, waving a test tube. “Your talismans resonate with antimatter energy! Marry me! Right now!”

And then there was the man of an ancient clan who always wore a bronze mask. As she contracted her 108th ghost, he suddenly dropped to one knee. “My lord, the marriage contract you carved into the star tracks all those years ago, we…”