Ying Wan was a poor Taoist.
After her master ascended to immortality, all he left her was an empty mountain and an admission letter from a school that didn't exist.
Her senior apprentice brother studied it carefully. “This is definitely some diploma mill. A scammer's got their eye on your mountain!”
Oh, right.
There was also this useless senior apprentice brother.
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Ying Wan's student life went smoothly.
By day, University 704 was a utopia among ivory towers, with shimmering lakes, majestic halls, and classmates who were gentle, respectful, modest, and courteous.
Until night fell and the school gates slammed shut.
Five dripping-wet “senior sisters” crawled out of a bloody pond, their tongues hanging out as they cheerfully waved goodnight to passing students.
On the sports field, the school team was playing a friendly match against a group of “guest star players,” if you could overlook their blue-white bodies and jerseys from 1890.
Even the baby-faced classmate who'd smiled sweetly at her during the day was now holding a violently struggling red-clad vengeful ghost. “Don't be scared! These are all living cultural relics of our school.”
Ying Wan watched the ghost being dragged into the physical purification room and silently gripped the peachwood sword in her pocket. “...What a fine cultural relic.”
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University 704 lies at the boundary where yin and yang meet, rooted in a rift between the two realms.
Students at the school must be capable of handling supernatural incidents. Their job is to process paranormal case files sent from both the human and ghost worlds.
The admission requirements, in short: be able to catch ghosts, be able to perform exorcisms, and preferably be broke (crossed out) and urgently in need of a part-time job.
Munching on a freshly issued meat bun, Ying Wan accepted her first paranormal case file, numbered 1084. After completing the mission, she brought back to her dorm the little black cat that had been riding on her shoulder and throwing its weight around in the house.
Setting aside the fact that it warmed her bed, mainly, she couldn't get rid of it.
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One night, the soft lump in her blankets suddenly swelled.
A tall, handsome stranger opened his eyes beside her pillow, his dark pupils as deep as an abyss.
Ying Wan whipped out her phone to call the police, only to see the man lazily nuzzle her neck and let out a sound from his throat:
“Meow.”
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Reader's guide:
1. The female lead is the strongest throughout. No women competing for men, and no women being put through misery.
2. The paranormal cases aren't limited to the modern world.
Theme: Be a good person
