Chapter 265 - 265 263 Woman in Red Dead Body

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265: 263: Woman in Red Dead Body 265: 263: Woman in Red Dead Body At that moment, Ji Ting’s eyes were vacant as he stood to one side, exhibiting a hollow demeanor reminiscent of a walking corpse. However, his heart was beating. His soul was anchored in its shell, breathing long and steady, clearly alive. It was just unknown why, as if something had taken control of his soul. Baili An’s thoughts raced, he thought to himself that though Ji Ting’s condition was exceedingly strange, his life was not in danger. If the Ji siblings had both disappeared, could it mean that the second miss of the Ji family was also still alive? The deserted house concealed corpses, and Ghosts reigned as kings. In this haunted house filled with the dead, why was the life of the Ji family spared? Baili An could not help but take a few more glances at Ji Ting, restraining himself calmly without calling out. In the deserted house, malevolent energy far outweighed Spiritual Energy. The place where Ghost resided was extremely yin and evil. Fang Geyu removed the clinking phoenix crown from her head and, with a hand hidden in her wide sleeves, crumpled a blue talisman paper into a ball, infusing it with Spiritual Power. As she opened her palm, the talisman paper was pressed into the shape of a crane. Its silent wings flapped rapidly, transforming into a swift streak of light that flew out the window. This was a blue talisman paper, upon which most of the runes had already been drawn. Only through Fang Geyu’s infusion of Spiritual Power could a perfect talisman be formulated. The Dao of Talismans was vast, with innumerable Cultivators across the Four Seas and Eight Desolates, Tianyao Continent included, where practitioners also pursued talismanic arts. Talisman Masters were divided into five levels: Junior Talisman Master, Talisman Master, Great Talisman Master, Divine Talisman Master, and Legendary Talisman Master. Talisman Masters were extremely rare and revered because few could comprehend Spiritual Power. Even those born with a top-grade Spirit Root could hardly cultivate Spiritual Power without the right Talent and opportunity. Furthermore, blank talisman papers were extremely expensive, purchased through costly Spirit Stones. Ordinary people’s crafted talismans could hardly store energy. When Spiritual Power infused the paper, if not activated for a long time, the contained energy would slowly diminish and exhaust. Thus, imprinting Spiritual Power onto talisman paper and ensuring that the energy did not dissipate even slightly was something only a Great Talisman Master who had broken through the Spiritual Realm Cultivation could achieve. The value of the talisman paper in Fang Geyu’s hand was immeasurable. Therefore, its speed was extremely fast, and even Baili An could hardly discern the movement trajectory of the talisman paper, barely catching a trace of spatial fluctuation. Fang Geyu was fully confident in the surveillance capabilities of the talisman paper crane. Just then, in front of the window, a pale hand covered in thick calluses stretched over. The movement seemed casual and slow but was efficiently accurate in grasping the paper crane. Fang Geyu’s expression slightly changed, her eyebrows pressing down low. The hand exerted a slight force, and with a snap, the Spirit Talisman shattered. Between its fingers, speckled and fragmented spirit light scattered like frost. Baili An watched the red-robed female corpse who stood quietly by the window, silently crushing the Spirit Talisman that Fang Geyu released and then, with equal silence, withdrew her hand, letting it hang by her side, tilting her head and slumping her shoulders in a listless and hollow manner. Even after detecting Fang Geyu’s subtle movements, she showed no intention of launching an attack. Fang Geyu’s expression turned extremely ugly. If it was an ordinary corpse, how could it so easily crush a blue talisman meticulously created by a Great Talisman Master? Even Cultivators at the Sea Expansion Peak Realm could not achieve this. If… every corpse within this garden was as terrifyingly powerful as this red-robed female corpse… A tumult arose within Fang Geyu’s heart, too dreadful to imagine. The female officials by the empress’s side would never allow such Yin ghost forces to persist within the Inner City. Beneath the old window adorned with a red wedding invitation, the red-robed female corpse stood there alone, her head tilted, her gray-green eyes failing to reflect even a sliver of light. Her attire matched that of most other deceased brides within the deserted house. The only difference was the small yellow drum hanging at her waist. The drum was wrapped with a band of crimson tassels, among which hung numerous small bronze bells that did not make a sound even when they collided. Fang Geyu tensely tightened her body and approached the red-robed female corpse. She waved her hand gently twice in front of the corpse’s vacant eyes but saw no reaction. Fearing for her safety, Baili An quickly stepped forward, grabbing Fang Geyu’s arm and shook his head at her. Fang Geyu asked, “What in the world is this?” Baili An looked at the red feathers pinned among the woman’s black hair and replied, “It should be the official in charge of conducting the wedding ceremony.” Fang Geyu fell into thought. Both of them were not foolish and clearly understood that the female corpse’s act of destroying the talisman paper crane was to prevent any contact or connection between the two inside the house and the outside world. Only if the living entered the Fierce Ghost’s bridal chamber and perished, becoming one of the resentful ghosts within the deserted house, would the ceremony be considered complete, and they could leave. Baili An naturally met this condition. However, he would never allow any harm to come to Fang Geyu. “In this deserted house, all are soulless, mindless walking corpses, merely driven by a puff of resentment in their bodies that keeps their skeletal shells from perishing, thus turning them into puppets controlled by ghosts.” Fang Geyu reached into her Qiankun Bag, and Spiritual Flow emerged, materializing into the sword she usually carried. She lifted her proud eyebrows, “Let’s dismantle these dead and dreary puppets, and I refuse to believe that Ghost will continue to hide.” Baili An looked deeply at Fang Geyu. A seemingly reckless and presumptuous statement, yet it concealed other intentions. Despite being a young lady who had never experienced hardship and held in high regard, she always managed to penetrate the devious mysteries at a glance. Before the sword was even drawn, the intent to kill was present. The soulless, hollow female corpse in front of them trembled slightly when she heard the word “Ghost.” She finally reacted. The female corpse slowly raised her head, her dead-gray eyes “gazing” at Fang Geyu. At that moment, Fang Geyu realized that the corpse’s eyes were not vacant because she was soulless beneath her shell. Rather, her eyes inherently lacked any focus, she must have been a blind woman while alive. Fang Geyu gripped the sword body, the gemstone on the hilt emitting a faint blue light, casting her eyes in a somewhat cold hue. The female corpse’s eyes “looked” vacantly at Fang Geyu. Her rigid face slowly softened but turned even more pale and corpse-like. The livor mortis on her neck and hands quickly vanished, and she eerily cracked a smile. Baili An, sensing something amiss, instantly unleashed a burst of gentle water light from his palm. The light transformed into a blade and swept toward the female corpse’s neck, aiming to subdue her first. There was a wall right behind the red-robed female corpse, and her position was blocked by Fang Geyu on the left while Baili An attacked from the right. Unexpectedly, the female corpse’s movements were incredibly bizarre. She took a slight step backward, and her red figure, like spattered blood, smeared across the wall, turning her whole being into an intangible ghost, moving along the peeling wall like a shadow. Her red figure swiftly circled to the rear of the two. The Autumnwater Sword in Baili An’s hand vehemently unsheathed!

Chapter 265 - 265 263 Woman in Red Dead Body

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