Exorcism Specialist Company: Ghost Soul Trading - Chapter 89

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Chapter 89

9 PM.
Hamseung Temple Annex Reception Room.
Ye-rim and Tae-woo were each checking their equipment one final time.
“We’ll need the LP player again this time, right?”
Tae-woo asked as he slung the LP player across his shoulder.
“Yes. We’ll need it. And incense too.”
After Ye-rim answered, she secured a cylindrical grenade to the holster at her waist.
It was the one she’d used before, filled with incense.
The Abbot, who had been watching this, spoke.
“Your young technicians have impressive equipment these days. Back when Chairman Kim moved personally, all we had were swords.”
His gaze was fixed on the Demon-Slaying Blade.
“It seems you knew Grandfather well.”
Tae-woo straightened and asked.
“I knew him well. We had many occasions to help each other.”
The Abbot replied.
*Click*
Then, having finished her preparations, Ye-rim gestured for them to go.
As Tae-woo followed her outside, the Abbot came along as well.
“The path to Mysterious Pond is this way—exit through the Temple Gate, climb up the mountain, and when you see the ‘No Entry’ sign, turn right. There’s no marked trail, but if you go that way, you should be able to find Mysterious Pond.”
At his words, Ye-rim glanced around the temple and asked.
“Could you provide someone to guide us along the way?”
It was a question born from concern that they might get lost wandering through the dark night.
To that question, the Abbot answered quietly with a slight smile.
“I’m afraid that won’t be possible. Our monks could come to harm.”
What he meant was that those who guided them might not survive.
Tae-woo couldn’t hide his shocked expression at that answer.
The Abbot was directly—and emphatically—telling them how dangerous the battle site was.
“Understood.”
But Ye-rim, as if she’d expected this, rested the shotgun against her shoulder.
“If you have enough spiritual sense, you should be able to find the way quickly enough.”
The Abbot added.
Ye-rim nodded and gestured to Tae-woo to move out.
*Thump, thump, thump, thump*
The two of them immediately passed through the Temple Gate and moved onto the Mountain Trail.
Then they began walking along the Mountain Path.
*Crunch, crunch, crunch*
In the darkness-filled mountain, the chirping of birds and the buzzing of insects never ceased.
After climbing for quite some time, I could spot the [No Entry] sign that the Abbot had mentioned.
A railing was installed beside the ordinary Mountain Path, and a red metal sign sat prominently above it.
The two of us stopped and shone our flashlights behind the sign.
That area could only be reached by climbing over the railing—it was an unpaved mountain wilderness with no trail whatsoever.
“How did that dead victim manage to reach Mysterious Pond? There’s no path here at all.”
Tae-woo asked.
“They must have gone there under some kind of spell.”
Ye-rim answered quietly, then vaulted over the railing.
Tae-woo also climbed over the railing and continued forward.
It was from this moment.
The blue dots on Tae-woo’s Ghost Radar began intensifying gradually.
The auras of the spirits positioned nearby were growing steadily stronger.
Click—
Ye-rim, sensing the presence as well, chambered her shotgun and her eyes darted rapidly.
Tae-woo likewise drew his Ghost Blade slowly.
Shing—
In his other hand, he gripped the USP pistol Ye-rim had given him.
Crunch— crunch— crunch—
The two continued forward.
Whoooosh—
As clouds began obscuring the moonlight, deeper darkness descended.
The more it darkened, the more we relied on our flashlight beams, and the more we depended on that bright light, the darker the shadows beyond it seemed.
Tae-woo moved forward with a slightly tense expression, frequently scanning ahead and checking his radar.
Rustle—
That was when it happened.
A strange sound came from Tae-woo’s right.
It sounded like footsteps crushing fallen leaves.
When Tae-woo immediately turned toward it, there was nothing.
Rustle—
This time the sound came from behind.
Tae-woo checked his radar and turned around.
On the Ghost Radar, blue dots were blinking all around, making it impossible to immediately predict which direction the spirit would appear from.
As expected, there was nothing behind either.
“Tae-woo? What is it?”
Ye-rim asked him.
“No, it’s just—there’s something nearby—”
The moment Tae-woo answered and looked forward.
A spirit in a white mourning dress with long hair cascading down was charging at Tae-woo on all fours, clawing frantically at the ground like a beast.
Screeeech—
At first glance, it resembled nothing so much as a colossal spider.
Its speed was terrifying—in the mere instant I looked ahead, it had already closed the distance to within a meter.
Pale skin, eyes devoid of whites, lips black as pitch.
Its face was grotesque enough to raise the hair on one’s skin.

Kyaaaaaaaa—

The specter lunged at me with terrifying ferocity.
That was the moment.
Paaaaang—
Ye-rim pulled the trigger, aiming at the specter.
Specially crafted ammunition scattered through the air, sending the specter flying sideways mere inches from my face.

Tzzzzzzz—

In the same breath, it crumbled into black dust and dissipated into smoke.
“What the—?!”
I exhaled a sharp gasp.
In the next instant, I saw another specter with a topknot bound hair charging toward Ye-rim’s back, arms flailing like a zombie’s.
I immediately aimed my gun past Ye-rim’s shoulder and fired.
Bang bang bang!
The bullets struck the topknotted specter’s head.

Tzzzzzzz—

Though its head dissolved into black smoke, its torso continued its relentless charge.
I yanked Ye-rim toward me while simultaneously drawing my Guichaldao and slashing.
Shwaaaaa—
Tzzzzzzz—
Severed at the waist, the specter dissolved into black smoke and vanished.
Ye-rim was startled by my sudden movement, but seeing the swarm of specters converging around us, she immediately refocused on the assault.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ye-rim fired relentlessly at the specters.

Tzzzzzzz—
Tzzzzzzz—
Shwaaaack—

Every ghost that appeared was struck by bullets and sent flying backward before dissipating.
It was certainly far more powerful than the submachine gun I’d been using before.
Just then, a ghost materialized directly behind Ye-rim.
With hair disheveled and dressed in a plain hemp hanbok, the ghost spread both arms wide as if to embrace Ye-rim.
In an instant, Ye-rim lowered her stance and struck the ghost’s abdomen with the shotgun’s stock.
Thwack—
The shotgun’s stock was covered in talismans, a typical custom firearm aesthetic.
Groooaaah—
The ghost moaned and hunched forward.
Ye-rim seized the moment, pressing the shotgun’s muzzle against the ghost’s chin and pulling the trigger.
Bang!!
The ghost’s head exploded into black smoke and vanished.
Without hesitation, Ye-rim pivoted the muzzle toward another ghost and fired.
Bang!
That ghost too was sent flying backward, struck a tree, and dissipated.
Click—
The semi-automatic shotgun’s bolt locked back.
Ye-rim immediately swapped the magazine tube and resumed firing.
Her movements were undeniably swift and tactical.
I watched her for a moment before refocusing on my own fight.
There was no time to keep observing her.
Whoosh whoosh—
Ghosts erupted from all directions.
One with long hair even hung upside down from a tree branch, approaching me.
I slashed the ghost with the Ghostbane Blade in my right hand while simultaneously eliminating other ghosts with the USP pistol in my left.
The result was an extraordinarily stylish display of movement.
Swiiiiing—
I swung my blade at an approaching ghost, performed a backflip, and the moment I landed, I fired at another ghost rushing from the side.
Bang bang bang bang bang—
Bullets lodged in the ghost’s torso, causing it to emit black smoke, but it didn’t slow its charge.
This one appeared to be of considerably higher rank than the others.
But I didn’t hesitate, slashing my blade toward the charging ghost’s lower body.
Slash—
The ghost’s legs severed, and it tumbled forward.
It seemed poised to engulf me as it fell.

Fzzzzzzz—

But before it could, it dissipated into black smoke first, enveloping my surroundings in haze.

Goooooooo—

My form vanished in an instant, swallowed by the black smoke.
Yet the spirits seemed to sense my presence regardless, hurling themselves relentlessly toward the murk.
That was the moment.
Whoosh— Krraaaaaaash—
The black smoke spiraled violently, and from within it, I emerged with blade and pistol in hand, surging forward with explosive force.
Before the spirits could even register the arc of my sword—I cleaved through every one of them in a single, devastating motion.

Shhhhzzzzzzzt—

Four spirits split cleanly in half and dissolved into nothingness.
It was, without question, the overwhelming offensive power of a single warrior against a hundred.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ye-rim, who had been hunting spirits nearby, gasped in awe at my display, her mouth falling open.
She knew I was strong, knew I was fast, yet each time she witnessed it, astonishment seized her anew.

Kyaaaaaaaa—

Then a spirit lunged directly at Ye-rim.
Her gaze remained fixed on me.
Bang!!
Without even glancing at the creature, she pulled the trigger.
A hole erupted through the spirit’s abdomen, and it dissolved into black smoke that scattered across the air.
“Phew.”
I exhaled slowly and surveyed my surroundings with deliberate care.
The spirits that had swarmed so violently were gone—all of them.
“Are you alright?”
Ye-rim asked.
I nodded.
“Yes. I’m fine. How about you, Manager?”
“Me? I’m good.”
Ye-rim answered casually and looked around.
Only thick, impenetrable darkness surrounded us.
“We got turned around fighting so intensely. Which way should we go?”
I asked.
Ye-rim raised her index finger in agreement, then slowly closed her eyes as she surveyed the surroundings.

Ssssshhhhh—
Whoooooosh—

Then, cutting through the frigid winter wind came a blade-sharp gust that sliced across my neck.
Yerim opened her eyes again, sensing that wind.
“This way.”
She had felt the ghostly presence.
She took the lead and resumed walking down the path.
Tae-woo gathered his equipment and followed her up the mountain once more.
After climbing for another thirty minutes or so, a thick rope appeared.
The rope was stretched taut between several trees, seemingly marking off a restricted area.

[NO ENTRY]
[ENTRY STRICTLY PROHIBITED – Hamseung Temple]

Wooden warning signs hung from the rope at intervals, clearly placed by Hamseung Temple.
The temple was doing everything in its power to prevent entry.
Tae-woo immediately recognized this place as the Mysterious Pond.
“Let’s go in.”
Yerim lifted the rope slightly and ducked underneath.
In that instant, the sound of a bell rang out softly from somewhere, carried on the cold wind.
Ding-ling— Ding-ling—
The moment she crossed the rope, she looked around with a wary expression.
Tae-woo then ducked under the rope and entered as well.

Ssssshhhhh—

Whiiiiine—
An even sharper, more vicious wind whipped around them.
It felt as though the place itself was unwelcoming to their presence.
“Keep going.”
Yerim gripped the shotgun’s trigger guard firmly and pressed forward.
After advancing another ten minutes or so, a large signboard finally came into view.
The signboard was covered in mold and vines, but the characters inscribed upon it were still legible enough to make out.

[The Legend of the Mysterious Pond]

The signboard bore the same story the Abbot had told them.

Guihon Trading Company: Exorcist Specialists Chapter 89

Author
Chau Renz
Publisher
Daon Creative
Planning / Editing / Production
Yoon Tae-ri
Cover Art
Lee Chi

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ⓒ2026, Chau Renz

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