“Wu…” Bei Gongzheng was crying, her soft whimpers like the blood-curdling cries of a nightingale, her sorrowful sobs like falling petals drifting in flowing water. Reality was always so cruel. She wanted to maintain her last shred of dignity, but her sensitive body felt like a spring pond, soft and helpless, collapsing into the arms of the lecherous wolf!
Qiao San had triumphantly passed the “gender trial,” but the battle for life and death allowed him no moment to catch his breath.
In midair, Xiao You floated, surrounded by hatred. She was step by step treading the same path as her mother. The Dragon Pearl revolved amidst ghostly shadows, and the exquisitely beautiful female ghost, chanting incantations and displaying her supernatural prowess, coldly declared, word by word: “Nine幽—open, wandering souls—command!”
Suddenly, waves of chilling winds arose from nowhere. Though winter had not yet arrived, the land was already filled with icy coldness, and in the blink of an eye, the entire world had become dim and gloomy.
A strange transformation occurred—the three fox demon corpses, long since dead, suddenly sprang up, radiating an aura of death as they lunged toward Qiao San!
“Demon corpses, soul-possessing technique!” A series of unfamiliar terms surfaced in Qiao San’s mind. The knowledge from ghostly scriptures turned his face pale. He loosened his grip, and the soft, long-legged beauty slid down like flowing water to the ground.
Clearly aware of his own limitations, Qiao San was left with only one thought—flee, flee immediately, to run bravely before the demon corpses tore him apart alive!
The first corpse lunged forward, but the rogue had already transformed into a black shadow, diving into the earth and vanishing from reality.
The second corpse had already rushed past, but it suddenly turned. With a “crack,” the corpse twisted one of its bones completely out of place merely by forcibly changing its flight path, yet it felt not the slightest pain.
After paying a great price, the corpse fiercely stomped its foot. The black shadow trying to escape was instantly bounced back to its original form.
Qiao San, newly initiated into the arcane arts, was barely competent. Once his magic was broken, he immediately lost his composure. When the third corpse charged before him, he had no choice but to force his sword into the opponent’s chest.
“Peng!”
A dull sound of impact sent dust flying. The sword pierced through the corpse as easily as through tofu, but the one struck was Qiao San himself.
Struck hard, Qiao San was flung backward, rolling several times before rising with a dusty face. He shook his head, trying to clear the stars dancing before his eyes, and a trickle of blood spurted out with a painful groan.
Immortality did not mean invulnerability, nor did it mean freedom from pain. At this moment, the immortal Qiao San felt pain deep in his bones from the impact. What alarmed him even more was the transformation of the corpse—the gaping hole his sword had made remained, yet not a drop of blood appeared. The corpse remained as nimble as ever.
“Roar!” A beastly roar echoed from the throats of the three corpses. Under Xiao You’s command, they lunged at Qiao San from three directions, claws bared, determined to tear their enemy to shreds.
“Ahh!” The sharp, melodious scream naturally did not come from the bold Qiao San. Amid the chaos, the unfortunate goddess-captain, already disheveled, was drawn into the battle.
Qiao San, relying on his minor magical abilities, could barely hold his ground, while the long-legged beauty, having just lost her virginity, became a helpless lamb awaiting slaughter. The corpses cared not whether their target was male or female—if it blocked their path, it had to be torn apart!
The mindless corpses easily overpowered Bei Gongzheng. Originally in a dire situation, Qiao San now gained a brief opportunity. The clever rogue would never miss such a divine chance—he shrank his body and darted through the gaps like a nimble cat.
A gust of wind from sharp claws whistled behind his head. The lucky rogue narrowly escaped the encirclement, his body slightly leaning forward, his feet firmly pushing off the ground, all his strength gathered in that instant.
“Ya—”
Just at this moment, as the lucky fellow was about to escape another disaster, Bei Gongzheng, on the brink of death, let out a scream more shocking than ever before.
“Sigh…” A thousand thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. Qiao San’s helpless sigh brimmed with regret, furious at himself for not being utterly ruthless, for failing to be truly cold-blooded and heartless!
In the swirling dust, the goddess-captain’s pupils dilated. The corpse’s claws rapidly filled her vision.
It’s over! I’m doomed!
In extreme terror, Bei Gongzheng inexplicably calmed down. In that instant, she thought of many things—long-buried thoughts, seemingly forgotten memories… all flashing before her eyes.
Finally, at the moment the claws tore through her throat, Bei Gongzheng “awakened”—completely awake, from body to soul! She truly was a woman, a complete woman, a delicate woman in times of life and death, needing someone to rely on!
Wu, who can save me?!
Perhaps heaven heard her sorrow, or perhaps fate was mocking her. At this delicate moment, an unexpected savior appeared in her vision, entering her life.
Claws, deathly aura, gusts of wind, flames… Amidst the chaos, Bei Gong didn’t know what had happened. She only felt her powerless body tremble, already embraced in a warm and safe hug!
Her heart stirred. The joy of salvation in the direst moment caused the long-legged beauty’s heartstrings to play a subtle melody. Her eyes lifted in question! Who could have risked such danger to save her?! Who was her savior?
“Ahh! Papi San, it’s you?!”
Shocked, Bei Gong’s first reaction was to fall from heaven to hell. The humiliated goddess-captain would rather die than be saved by Papi San! She kicked her long legs, wildly swinging her fists as she shouted, “Perverted rogue, put me down, put me down…”
“Women, shut up!” Qiao San rarely did something good. The three deep wounds, exposing bone, were already painfully making him regret. Now, being repaid with ingratitude by the goddess-captain, the rogue, who was fleeing for his life, almost carelessly flung the ungrateful woman away.
“If you keep moving around recklessly, I’ll hand you over to the demon corpses as a snack!”
The mountains, stones, grass, and trees whizzed past their ears, and the fleeing figures of the man and woman had already vanished, but their quarreling voices still lingered in the air.
“Pursue!” Xiao You would not easily let her enemy escape. With a shake of the Dragon Pearl, radiant light burst forth, and the three demon corpses followed behind her, charging toward their prey. In no time, Qiao San’s back figure re-entered the vengeful female ghost’s sight.
Tai Sui Yellow Amulet Paper FuLu Taoist Love Talisman Traditional Chinese Spiritual Charm Attracting Love Protecting Marriage