Chapter 271 - 271 269 Difficult to Cross the Mortal World

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271: Chapter 269: Difficult to Cross the Mortal World 271: Chapter 269: Difficult to Cross the Mortal World The female corpse let out a dry chuckle, her empty eyes holding a bizarre emotion as her smile suddenly turned sinister, “Yun Shulang, do you know how I died?” In the border city, the gossip in the alleyways said she had a fit and fell into the water to her death. But now, seeing the sky-high resentment she harbored, it was clear that the truth was far from simple. She lifted her wrist, where a glaringly bright Ghost Marriage Seal scarred the flesh, “I was chosen by the Ghost as his ghost bride. That night, I was humiliated in body and spirit, my dignity completely lost! He gouged out my eyes, broke my limbs, the Wedding Wine, the Mandarin duck lamp, the red phoenix wedding tent, heh…” In the female corpse’s blank gaze, blood tears surged with chilling sorrow, “The beautiful night that all mortal women long for, was the night when I met my violent death!” There were many rumors about the Ghost. The most contemptible and abhorrent was that the Ghost fancied women and loved to marry. Every three years, he would wander the Mortal World, planting the Ghost Marriage Seal on the woman he desired and escorting her to his home with ghost soldiers. Before his death, impaired by his affairs, he became savagely deranged and extremely cruel. On the wedding night, he would torture and kill his human bride, then feast on her soul and spirit alone, and finally join the dead shell with the Fierce Ghost puppet, using it to wreak havoc. For someone like He Sha, whose soul had not yet dispersed, it was nothing short of miraculous. “He… He Sha…” Due to resisting the Soul Power of the Human Skin Drum, Baili An’s body was completely numb and out of control, and even speaking was difficult. The female corpse He Sha laughed mockingly, “What now? Even at this point, do you want to continue with your sweet words? Yun Shulang, let me guess what you’re going to say next?” The wind cut through the bridal dress as her smile bled, but the female ghost’s eyes were cold and calm to the extreme, “You’re not about to foolishly claim you’ll save me from this torment and take me away, are you?” Baili An watched her silently, his throat painfully sore, unsure if it was because of the female corpse’s emotions, or if Fang Geyu’s biting was becoming fiercer. The female corpse He Sha narrowed her eyes and said coldly, “Why the silence? When I was alive, you wouldn’t have me, and now that I’m dead, do you think I would believe you, the noble young master, would accept me, a Fierce Ghost wandering the Mortal World?” The candlelight flickered in the dark night, illuminating half of Baili An’s face that was half-awake, half-dreaming. He paused for a moment and then said, “Life is like the tides and people like water, heartlessness and absurdity are unavoidable in the Mortal World, He Sha, pass on, won’t you?” The female corpse He Sha widened her eyes, stunned that he’d dare to speak such infuriating words now, with his life hanging by a thread, within her grasp. These were hardly words that Yun Shulang would say. “Do you even know what you’re saying?” Baili An replied, “This world has forsaken you and wronged you, why should you cling to it? It’s better to depart now, while your soul is still intact. Make your way to the Central Netherworld, cross to the other shore, and in the end, you will surely disentangle yourself from the chaos of this dusty world.” Suddenly, the female corpse was enraged and said sharply, “What makes you think I’m content to leave like this?” “I’ve heard that you took not a penny from the Yun Family, and even the gold and silver jewelry sent to your house, you would secretly place inside the mouth of the stone lion. Living without anything and yet with dignity, you never felt inferior or timid due to hardship or hunger. Why then should you be obsessed with hatred now?” Baili An said seriously, “The bitter fruits of consorting with ghosts are not for you to bear.” The female corpse was first taken aback, her face displaying complexity, perhaps recalling something that made her feel awkward. But as soon as she remembered who was speaking to her, it was as if she’d heard the world’s funniest joke. She burst into laughter, her voice piercing as she ground out her words, “Consorting with ghosts, not for me to bear? Very well! Yun Shulang, you’ve finally said something human today. So let the coming years of suffering be taken by you and her in my stead!” Tears mixed with blood streamed down her face as the female corpse looked on with a mixture of fury and sorrow, “How do you know I don’t want to pass on? How do you know I’m willing to be tainted with Evil Spirits as I drift aimlessly in this dusty world? These bitter fruits were never mine to bear! All of it was for her!” Her voice strained to its limit, snapping like a broken string no longer capable of producing musical notes. Her body ached, her heart ached, and for a moment, she wept uncontrollably. With her hands cupping her face, she wailed mournfully, “Yun Shulang, I’m someone who could have lived clearly! Since the day you abandoned me, I no longer loved you! I also want to pass on soon! I want the waters of the Netherworld to cleanse the filth and memories of this life away, but she won’t let me! She just won’t allow it!” “Then—” He Sha slowly lifted her face covered in black web-like threads, her pain and desperation concealed, and a madness of murderous intent emerged, “This time, let it be you who takes my place!” Baili An shook his head and said, “I will not end this with such means.” Within the bone-chilling night, his dark eyes faded, and crimson began to blaze. A presence more domineering and proud swept through the night, growing in strength. Unseen by the female corpse were the blood-red pupils beneath the night sky, nor could she glimpse how Baili An, whose body control had been stripped away, made his move. She suddenly felt a searing pain in her chest, so intense that it was unbearable. She tumbled from mid-air, clutching her chest, shocked by the powerful force flowing within her veins. This was the power of the corpse demon Royal Family’s bloodline, belonging to Baili An… no, Si Chen. Even with his current Realm of just having started, unable to fully awaken his domineering bloodline Talent, the strength of the blood inside him still overwhelmed that of a Shebi Corpse of such a level. However, a few days earlier, Baili An had absorbed an entire river of fresh blood. A domineering bloodline merged with the ancient Mohe. What new level of bloodline might this create? No one knew. The only thing He Sha clearly understood was that her cold soul felt as if it had been thrown into a pot of boiling oil, her heart melting away. Her face etched with horror, she cried out, “What is this! How did it enter my body?!” Baili An silently glanced at the Autumnwater Sword that had fallen on the room’s floor. The sword tip still had a hint of bloodstain not yet dried, and he remained silent. The female corpse writhed on the ground in agony, her red bridal dress emitting a mist like a blood fog, as if it might dissipate at any moment. Baili An said, looking at her, “I will help you to leave.” “Ha… ha ha… ha ha ha…” The female corpse scraped the ground with her fingers, drawing deep grooves in her pain. “Help me pass on? Haven’t I said already, only by taking on the suffering can I be freed. Who are you trying to fool with that calm and composed look? You think the Soul Capturing Gu is so easy to break?!” As the last notes fell, Fang Geyu biting at his neck suddenly clung even tighter. Baili An’s eyes twitched, his head exploded with a loud bang, no longer any trace of calm in his eyes, his face turning exceedingly ghastly, embarrassed!

Chapter 271 - 271 269 Difficult to Cross the Mortal World

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