Chapter 209 - 209 207 Strange Events in the City
Words : 1230
Updated : Oct 2nd, 2025
209: Chapter 207: Strange Events in the City 209: Chapter 207: Strange Events in the City The maid carefully wiped the strings of the guqin and exclaimed with a furious expression, “That ignorant boy, truly presumptuous!”
The lady in green had a gem dangling on her forehead that reflected a faint, cold color as she smiled, “He’s just a naive child, why bother arguing with him?”
“But he actually compared you, my lady, to a mortal woman!”
The lady picked up a sycamore leaf and covered one eye, saying, “Mortal women, what’s wrong with that?”
“Mortal women, what’s wrong with that?” Baili An picked up the chopsticks to serve Lin Yuan the dishes.
“Fairy or mortal woman, in my eyes, all seek to please the heart.
There are thousands of ways to repay a debt of gratitude.
The trope of pledging oneself can indeed make a beautiful story if there’s mutual love and willingness.
But if the heart is unwilling and one is coerced by gratitude, it’s a different matter altogether.”
He smiled faintly, “A blasphemy and a grave sin?
If becoming mortal is considered blasphemy, then this Mortal World shouldn’t possess such beautiful customs.”
“This kid, his words really are unpleasant,” the lady in green laughed, seemingly at ease.
She set down the golden cup in her hand, and the moonlight made her bright eyes glisten with slight regret: “I thought he would be a more interesting kid.
Turns out, his perspective is so narrow.
If he only understands the affairs of young love, how could he achieve greatness?
It’s a pity, this trial might be too difficult for him to overcome.”
She removed the leaf from her eye and lightly lifted her hand, playing the guqin without touching it, yet a clear and distant sound resonated.
The sky was utterly silent, and the stars and moon faded.
The City that never sleeps, in a moment, seemed as if the sky had collapsed, devoured by darkness, not a sliver of light remained.
Her chilly, clear voice lingered in the darkness.
“This world is too small to contain what I desire.
Adhering to the rules for so many years, it might be better to break this heavenly light and peek into the unseen true world.”
“I hope this kid doesn’t get devoured by his fears.”
The maid sighed, “My lady, you really do like this child.”
What the lady likes, never seems to stay intact until the end.
Just like those Disciples of the past, and so it is with Xianling City.
The sudden darkness sent the entire city into a panic.
In the midst of darkness, the lively clapping stopped abruptly, and a girl’s scream resonated in alarm.
As if in the depths of the unknown, a hand had opened a door of Taboo, releasing a darkness that not only swallowed stars but also unleashed mysterious and unknown horrors.
The Cultivators in the city were not fearful of darkness, but this particular darkness allowed one to palpably feel something unusual—surging, uneasy, lurking!
The darkness came swiftly and left just as quickly.
It didn’t allow anyone the slightest reaction.
Thus, inside the tavern.
Someone died.
A beautiful young girl in her prime.
Her appearance in death was not nearly as beautiful, even somewhat eerie, making one’s scalp tingle.
She sat peacefully in a black lacquered chair designed for watching operas, her head twisted unnaturally backward, hanging over the edge of the chair.
Her neck was twisted at a gruesome angle with fresh, red bone spurs sticking out from the skin.
Her deathly, contorted expression was filled with deep resentment, her hands stretched forward as though the Evil Ghost was claiming souls, all ten fingers bent grotesquely in different directions.
Her eyeballs had vanished, as though pecked out by Corpse Crows, thin strands of bloody red nerves dripped from her hollow, bleeding sockets.
The entire venue was silent.
Only Baili An, spurred by the sight of blood, swallowed hard.
“Ah!!!!!!!”
On stage, a young girl playing the clappers turned pale from fear, shrieking and convulsing so violently that the clappers fell to the ground, her voice twisted and hoarse.
Fortunately, her grandfather reacted quickly, covering her eyes and mouth.
Though he was also pale with fear, he managed to calm her with a steady voice:
“Don’t be afraid, my good child, don’t be afraid, be good, the Evil Ghost won’t eat you, don’t look at these things.”
The girl was obviously innocent and unweathered by life’s storms.
His comforting words made her shake even more violently, her lips turning a dark blue color.
“Murder…
Murder!
The Evil Ghost has killed!”
Earlier, the bustling, lively tavern instantly dispersed as if witnessing a nightmare, the crowd declaring affirmations as if reciting protective incantations.
Baili An glanced calmly at Lin Guiyuan and asked, “Did you see clearly?”
It turned out that at some unknown point, Lin Guiyuan’s gray eyes had turned a pale, deathly white, resembling the pupils of a dead fish.
Without visible pupils, yet able to see the true world invisible to normal people.
Baili An’s Corpse Demon eyes excelled in seeing in the dark.
However, that sudden onslaught of darkness had completely stripped him of his visual senses instantly.
Indeed, it was a stripping away.
Not merely covered by the darkness.
The sudden invasive darkness was capable of stripping one’s vision!
Lin Guiyuan’s pupils quickly returned to their original color, and he shook his head, “I couldn’t see anything.”
Inside the tavern, the owner’s face was as pale as death, muttering continuously, “Bad luck, so much bad luck!
This is just dreadful!”
While his face looked fearful, he shivered as he began closing up shop with practiced movements.
The grandfather and granddaughter on stage also left hurriedly, not even daring to pick up the scattered Silver Coins, their faces filled with terror as they rushed away.
As for the body on the chair, no one dared touch it, fearing to catch even a hint of misfortune.
Baili An saw that no one seemed inclined to report to the Xianling City Guards.
Even the tavern owner hadn’t sent anyone out, as if certain about something, his actions in closing were very adept.
Baili An stood up, “Shall we go?”
Leaving the tavern, Lin Yuan noticed that Baili An wasn’t heading towards the inn but was silently moving toward the western streets.
Lin Guiyuan followed quietly behind him, watching Baili An’s back for a moment.
His typically stiff and clumsy body suddenly became as light as a breeze.
His entire figure was truly ghost-like, his legs turning into a mist, silently floating right behind Baili An.
While Lin Yuan didn’t know what Baili An intended, seeing both men hiding their presence, she too summoned a snowflake that transformed into water, her legs becoming a tail.
The tiny water droplets magically carried her fishtail and body, silently and swiftly following closely beside Baili An.
The woman’s death tonight was too strange, as if someone had deliberately arranged everything behind the scenes.
She couldn’t afford to be careless.
At the end of the western alley, a subtle turn appeared, narrow and long; after passing through, it seemed as though one had entered a new world.
A world starkly different from the thriving, vibrant Xianling City.
Comments (0)