Chapter 299 - 299 297 This Thing Bites!

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299: Chapter 297: This Thing Bites! 299: Chapter 297: This Thing Bites! Fang Geyu looked at the eight orderly Yin Wood tomb suppressions and a certain constrained sentiment suddenly emerged in his eyes. “How coincidental, the son of Ying Ji, Ying Xiu, is right now in this desolate estate. You poor scholar, if you were to tell him the news about the Ghost Tears Pearl, I’m afraid he would owe you a huge favor. Perhaps even lifting your enduring and vile curse wouldn’t be too difficult.” Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, but his eyes showed even more of a sorrowful intention. He shook his head and said, “The night my younger sister’s soul was in disarray, I realized that whether they are mortals or Cultivation Daoists, most are selfish. Even if saving me is a simple gesture for him, I would rather place my trust in your honor.” Baili An glanced at him and said calmly, “You flatter me.” It was quite easy to deal with the eight Yin Wood surrounding the heavy stone millstone; Baili An pulled each out single-handedly. The ground loosened, sinking three parts into the soil. The millstone, now shaped like a long rectangle, amidst this shaking, indeed seemed like an iron coffin being buried, adding a layer of strangeness. The millstone was pitch black, like it had been cast from molten iron, its color exuding a chill and somber aura. The surface seemed to have been eroded by the years, leaving mottled and old traces; as the wind swept across the ground, it carried the scent of fresh blood mixed with rust. Baili An squatted and fumbled around on the ground; there were no mechanisms or fissures that could open the millstone. The unsmooth iron paint layer of the millstone, though faded from countless years of wind and rain, still faintly revealed the pattern of a large black sun at the center. On both sides of the pattern, the giant mouths of tusks from the green ghost and the Red Ghost were engraved. He discreetly shifted his gaze away from the patterns, appearing thoroughly indifferent. He inserted his fingers into the soil, trying to lift the millstone. It did not budge. It seemed as if it had grown from the ground itself. Baili An knitted his brows, half-squatting to adjust his stance and once again mustered his strength to lift. The ground trembled slightly, but the millstone remained unchanged. Fang Geyu’s eyes stayed fixed on Baili An’s face, and she suddenly spoke, with a hint of concern, “Don’t waste your strength, you… your body hasn’t fully recovered yet.” Baili An dusted the soil off his fingertips and stood up, coughing lightly. He looked down at his shoes, his pale face slightly reddened, and stammered, “I… I’m really fine.” “But I think you’re just forcing yourself.” He rarely got annoyed, let alone repeatedly receiving someone’s concern, but right now, he always felt like Fang Geyu was looking down on him. Was he some sheltered young lady who couldn’t stand the wind? It was just a few kicks; was it that serious? Forced? Hardly. When Fang Geyu had run off and left him behind, he hadn’t been heartbroken at all. “Your honor, that’s just it, once you bite down, you don’t let go. It’s truly exasperating.” Ji Ting exclaimed in alarm, eager to take his sister away from this place of trouble. Fang Geyu was lost in thought when she suddenly heard his comment, her face inadvertently showing a rush of panic and guilt. She instinctively retorted loudly, “What mouth? There’s no biting! Where’s the not letting go? I clearly let go!” Ji Ting, completely baffled, pointed foolishly at the ink stone, “Miss Fang… You’ve been bitten by that stone mouth carving too?” At that moment, Baili An’s expression was indescribably colorful. Fang Geyu then realized her mistake and said furiously, “Are you courting death? Yelling out of nowhere! If you don’t want your tongue, just tell me, I’ll cut it off for you to serve as a side dish for dogs!” It seemed that in front of Miss Fang, even making a noise required a written request. Ji Ting felt indescribably wronged, thinking to himself, was it wrong for him to find a clue? Baili An coughed lightly again, noticing he had coughed quite a lot tonight. He looked at Fang Geyu and realized she was glaring at Ji Ting. Feeling uneasy, Baili An quickly took over Ji Ting’s topic, “Ji Ting, what did you mean by your words just now?” Ji Ting squatted on the ground, looking at the millstone as if afraid to touch it, somewhat alarmed. “The Ghost lured me here that day. That mouth on top can devour my fresh blood and forcefully pull my body towards it, biting my neck. I really thought I was going to die, but later, as I struggled, my ankle somehow got cut on another green ghost tooth. The green ghost consumed my flesh and blood, and the Red Ghost let me go. It was that time I was able to hear the sound beneath this millstone.” He swallowed hard and continued, “I heard the Ghost say that the source of that sound is the Ghost Tears Pearl. Because I resonated with the Ghost Tears Pearl, it was very helpful for him to unlock the pearl, so he kept me alive until now.” Fang Geyu caught the implication in his story and frowned, “According to your experience, don’t we need to feed blood to those two stone ghosts to be able to extract the corpse suppressed underneath?” Baili An asked, “Ji Ting, since there was a connection between you and the Ghost Tears Pearl, could it be that your fresh blood would be able to open this millstone Barrier?” Upon hearing this, Ji Ting’s face brightened, but then as if remembering something, his entire demeanor wilted like a frostbitten eggplant. “But the Ghost once said that the Ghost Tears Pearl is a haughty bead; it only tastes human blood once and grows tired of it. If the same person’s fresh blood is fed to it again, then immense Yin Fire will burst forth from within the bead, and within ten miles, neither living mortals nor Yin ghosts will survive.” After pondering for a moment, Baili An said, “How about this, let me try to open this millstone.” Fang Geyu, who had been concerned about his injuries just moments before, remained silent. Ji Ting hastily waved his hands, “That cannot be! If something were to happen to your honor because of this, wouldn’t Ji Ting feel guilty for a lifetime?” Baili An laughed lightly, “What trouble could there be? Since you managed to escape from these two ghosts’ mouths, I surely can as well. There is no danger to speak of. Moreover, the dead take precedence, and they should be laid to rest as soon as possible.” Ji Ting’s eyes showed a complex struggle. After a long while, he knelt down forcefully again, bowing deeply, “If that’s the case, I am in your debt, your honor!” Without further ado, Baili An sliced his palm with the Autumnwater Sword and pressed it against the Red Demon Fang; indeed, his palm throbbed with pain as his blood was drawn out. He tried to pull his hand back, only to find it firmly stuck as if welded in place, truly unable to move. Blood flowed into the pattern of the large black sun in the center, with the bright red blood like the most beautiful oil painting in the world, igniting the monochrome colors. But the blood only outlined half of the black sun, no matter how Baili An continued to pour his blood, it refused to paint another stroke. Still half a sun. “This…” Ji Ting widened his eyes in disbelief, looking at Baili An, “How… How could this be?” Fang Geyu pointed to the green ghost’s tusk with her sword scabbard and said, “There’s another one, perhaps it requires the combined effort of two people to open.” With that, she swiftly sliced her palm and delivered it underneath the Tusk of the green ghost; her palm was instantly clamped tight.

Chapter 299 - 299 297 This Thing Bites!

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