“Heh, heh… Ghost姬, it seems you’ve really lost your memory. This way, you can’t kill me!” The rogue intentionally allowed Ghost姬’s finger-blade to pierce his throat, then gently shook it, and the wound instantly disappeared.
The miraculous impact left Ghost姬’s vision blurred, sending ripples of an intense, familiar sensation through the ocean of her heart. Moments later, fragmented scenes swiftly flickered before her eyes.
The lofty Dragon Mother, the cold and lonely life of a lone soul, the annoying immortal rogue, the brothel that humiliated her, and the ghost-human hybrid in the ghost forest and demon cave—finally, the fragmented scenes settled into a hazy, ethereal image of a young girl lingering in her memory.
“Xiao… Xiao You…”
In the blink of an eye, Ghost姬 blurted out her daughter’s name. Her finger-blade had just withdrawn from Qiao San’s throat, and her hair, sharp as needles or swords, was still aiming at Qiao San’s eyes.
The half-demon harbored deep hatred for the man before her, loathing every part of him. Especially the rogue’s eyes, which made Ghost姬, now transformed into the Tricolored Demon Queen, wish to pierce them into two gaping holes.
“Ghost Ji, my dear, let me assist you once more!” Qiao San shifted his body, effortlessly displaying the thirty-six transformations of the Heavenly Gang. He allowed Ghost Ji’s hair to pierce his illusory form into pieces, while his real body wrapped its arms around her slender spiritual figure, drawing her into his embrace.
“Huh…” A heavy breath filled the space, and the flame of desire began faintly flickering.
The man’s memory had not faded in the slightest; being exploited by Ghost姬 to restore her Yin with his Yang was the greatest humiliation of his life. The specter of the Ghost奸human often tormented his dreams, leaving an embarrassing blemish on his once glorious rogue existence.
Now, he had a chance to start over. Not only did he want to erase the sole shadow haunting his heart, but he also wished to taste once more the unique charm of the Ghost Clan.
“Ahh!” The masculine scent filled her nose. The half-demon’s memories became even clearer; the pain of losing her daughter and the humiliation etched into her soul surged into her heart all at once. Driven by maddened fury, Ghost姬, a demon queen in her own right, suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard on Qiao San’s chest, her teeth tearing fiercely, determined to rip the rogue’s flesh away.
The red glow from the Ten-Sun Pearl within Ghost姬 had already begun to undergo mutation. The vengeful spirit’s power surpassed Qiao San’s imagination. Intense pain surged from his chest, and before the stars in his eyes could vanish, the Xuan Feng Cauldron suddenly erupted with tremendous force.
The magical artifact came crashing down. Before Qiao San could recite the divine armor incantation, both he and the Tricolored Ghost姬 were simultaneously sucked into the cauldron.
Unexpectedly, dark winds swirled violently. The female魅did not retreat but advanced instead, stretching out her delicate hand, hoping to pull Qiao San out of danger.
“Ahh!” A half-cry echoed in the place. The dark winds abruptly ceased. At the moment the cauldron’s mouth sealed shut, the residual force even sucked the female魅 inside!
Natural mountain breezes gently blew, and the majestic Xuan Feng Mountain silently waited, anticipating the emergence of the final victor from the floating Xuan Feng Cauldron.
Day turned into night, the crescent moon disappeared beyond the horizon. Unknowingly, a full day and night had passed, yet the Tai Xu Divine Cauldron still floated mid-air.
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Within a mystical space, three figures plummeted like meteors. Chilling winds cut through the bones, and thick darkness obscured even outstretched hands.
“Peng, peng, peng!” Three dull thuds echoed as the figures finally hit the ground. Painful cries rang out, and red light burst forth, illuminating the grayish, hazy barrier space.
“Mei Sister, how did you end up here as well?” Qiao San hurried to the female魅’s side, his radiant Heaven and Earth Sword now serving as the most brilliant light source in the Three Realms.
“Brother Qiao, I’m fine!” The魅was still shaken, taking several deep breaths before her expression turned serious. “We’ve been sucked into the Xuan Feng Cauldron. Hurry, catch Ghost姬and make her let us out!”
“Gaa, gaa…” Ghost姬 suddenly let out a piercing laugh. Her hair, a mix of black and green, appeared even more eerie under the swordlight. The red glow flickering at her hairtips seemed to either cheer or rage wildly, flashing intensely.
“Pu Pi San, I remember now, I remember everything! Haha… Destiny, it’s truly destiny!”
“Darn it, you ghost woman is even more unreasonable than this old rogue!”
Trapped anger stripped Qiao San of his good mood. The sense of being unjustly accused further inflamed the blood of someone who usually took pleasure only in setting others up. “Ghost姬, when have I ever harmed your daughter? Don’t forget, it’s always been you, this female ghost, who wanted to kill me! Also, ten years ago in the ghost forest…”
In his fury, Qiao San couldn’t help but bring up old grievances. Thinking of his mother’s death caused by his own misplaced kindness, he finally cursed bitterly, “No wonder you woman died young; your heart’s this evil. You deserve it!”
Just like Xiao You’s reaction back then, the Tricolored Ghost Ji showed a flicker of surprise but remained resolute in her determination to kill the rogue. “Bold San, don’t think you can deceive me with flattery. Understand this—I never intended to leave once I entered. This is a Chaos Space; even if you die, you’ll remain trapped here! Ha, ha…”
A heartbroken female ghost defied all logic. Her once-lush face had twisted, and hatred burned fiercely in her gaze. If looks could kill, Qiao San would surely have turned to ashes long ago.
“Darn it!” A coarse curse escaped his lips. Originally, Qiao San had planned to say Xiao You was still alive, but anger changed his mind.
Being good had never been the rogue’s style. He ignored the frenzied female ghost, grabbed the魅, and soared into the air. “Ghost姬, you think a little thing like the Xuan Feng Cauldron can trap me? Dream on—”
The swordlight flashed, and the rogue led with his blade, flying forward as swiftly as a falling star. In his mind, the barrier space must have limits, and he was certain one slash would shatter the wretched cauldron.
“Ahh!” After a long while, Qiao San suddenly halted mid-air. Not only had he failed to reach the border, but he had flown right back to Ghost姬’s front.
“Keke…” Ghost姬’s laughter finally sounded somewhat normal. Her soft, alluring voice was dripping with mockery. “Bold San, keep flying! Even if you fly until you die, you won’t escape! Keke… Don’t threaten me; your old auntie could self-immolate anytime!”
Anyone would struggle against an opponent who fears death not at all. Qiao San, who had already locked onto Ghost Ji’s throat, reluctantly loosened his iron grip, then defiantly took flight once more.
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