I suddenly understood: “So even if you didn’t come to Liyuan, even if Huahua didn’t let you go, Bai Yu would still have entered the ghost realm and been poisoned?”
Qingxuan nodded: “Yes. That day, after pretending to be captured, I didn’t expect her to release me. I also promised her I wouldn’t return to Liyuan. I never expected it would turn out like this.” His eyes became cold again, staring at me, “If she goes back and forcibly changes Bai Yu’s fate, it would be defying the laws of heaven. It won’t be Bai Yu who dies, but she herself.
So he didn’t want Huahua to go back, right. My heart skipped a beat – could Jian Chen have the same thoughts? Could he know that Taohua’s spiritual energy was dispersed by himself, yet never mentioned it?
But since I’ve already accepted the mission, no matter the outcome of this rebirth, I must accomplish it for her. For the first time in a thousand years, I feel what I’m doing is so cruel. I sighed secretly.
Qing Yuan spoke again: “I can only kill you to make her give up.”
I smiled: “Kill the God of Death? That means opposing the divine realm. Even if you’re not afraid, can the Ghost King sit idly by?”
This ghost domain is not under your control.”
“I’ve already consulted with my lord. You’ve trespassed in the ghost domain – what reason would the divine realm have to blame us?”
“Oh, you’re quite quick to act.” Though I was smiling, my back had gone cold. Qing Yuan wants to kill me and has already received the Ghost King’s approval. Clearly, everything has been arranged. On their territory, escaping won’t be easy.
Qing Yuan stood at a higher position, looking down at me with a proud and icy gaze: “If you don’t want to suffer too much, just surrender obediently.”
Surrender, my foot. Not escaping at a life-or-death moment is for fools. I’m clearly quite smart.
As I thought this, I turned around. Just as divine energy was about to spread from my abdomen, a large head suddenly appeared almost in my face, startling me and disrupting my energy.
The fat man asked innocently: “Miss, what’s wrong? Your face looks terrible. Let me take you to a doctor…”
“Go die!” I slapped him away. Just as I was about to move, I looked down to see a duck blocking my path. Just as I was about to kick it, a chill ran down my back. An ice pillar pierced through my shoulder blade, almost making me faint from pain. Turning around, I saw Qing Yuan’s hand still emanating cold air, coldly staring at me.
I covered my wound, my teeth chattering: “Are you also from the ghost domain?”
The fat man laughed: “I’ve always said I’m a ghost.”
Those who don’t believe me should die.”
I sneered: “You’ve hidden yourself well.”
“Tsk, if you can disguise your divine body, why can’t I learn to do the same?”
The fat man’s voice was no longer lazy, but clear and steady. His mortal appearance gradually disappeared. His hair turned silver-white, a snow-white forehead slowly emerged, followed by a pair of smiling black eyes, a straight nose bridge, and pale pink thin lips. A wide white robe draped around him, looking exactly like a playful young master.
Seeing his black eyes and silver hair, I went cold: “Mu Chen.”
Ghost King Mu Chen, the one who had slapped me off a cliff during the divine-ghost war a thousand years ago, shattering my soul. The horrifying pain from back then surged in my mind, mixing with my shoulder wound, almost making me pass out.
No wonder Qing Yuan was slightly surprised when he saw the “fat man”, no wonder he could report to the Ghost King so quickly.
Qingyuan had already gathered ice pillars in his hand. Just as he was about to strike, Mu Chuan swept his sleeve and forcefully dispersed the ice, rushing over with a stunned expression, gripping my shoulders as if to dislocate them, his voice trembling: “Susu!”
Huh? Susu? I looked at him, thinking this guy had mistaken me for someone else.
Of course not.
I was being shaken to the point of despair and said disdainfully, “Is this another one of your methods of teasing women? Pretending to be an old acquaintance is too cliché.”
Mu Chuan was shocked, reaching out to feel my forehead and pinch my cheeks: “During the big battle, I must have been too harsh. Did I knock you silly? Or do you hate me and refuse to acknowledge me? Or maybe…”
Hearing a potential opportunity, I immediately hugged him, crying: “Mu Chuan.”
The act was getting better and better, and I secretly rejoiced. Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, recognizing him seemed the best plan! I would pretend to recognize him and find a chance to escape. Once I returned to the divine realm, I didn’t believe he would come to catch me there.
Qingyuan was completely bewildered, simply standing far away watching our interaction.
Mu Chuan said tremblingly, “Susu, you don’t hate me?”
“No, I don’t.” How could I hate you? I was still hoping you would let me go.
“Does your injury still hurt?”
“No, it doesn’t.” Just let me go, let me go.
Mu Chuan looked serious, thinking for a long time before holding my hand and saying, “Then let’s go back. I have many things to tell you.”
Returning to Qingyuan’s home, Huahua was sitting at the main gate, listlessly drawing circles on the ground with a branch.
“I took the opportunity to shake off Mu Chuan’s hand and ran towards her.
“Sister.” Huahua rushed over, clinging to my hand without stopping, “Let’s go back quickly. I’ve thought it through. I want to be honest with Brother Chen, and then go back to three years ago.”
Mu Chuan saw this and grabbed my right hand, glaring: “Don’t go, I’ll kill this little demon.”
“No!” I slapped his hand away, my heart skipping a beat – I’d pulled the tiger’s whiskers.
“How dare you!”
Qingyuan shouted coldly, his ice palm attacking, but was blocked by Mu Chuan, making him want to jump up: “Except for me, no one can touch Susu.” He grabbed my right hand and said, “Susu, this time I won’t let you go, not even a single step.”
I thought I was saved, but I’d just fallen into another pit. What a pit of a god this was.
“Sister, let’s go back.”
“Don’t go, Susu.”
It was like two sparrows were living in my ears, and I was driven mad by the noise. I angrily threw off both of them: “Enough! Don’t bother me!”
I turned away angrily towards the ghost gate, glaring at them as I left. Huahua shrank back, not daring to approach. Mu Chuan also hesitated to step forward. I was secretly pleased – these two would only listen if pressed down.
Qingyuan suddenly blocked my path, saying coldly: “The Lord has not permitted Miss Susu to leave.”
My heart was twitching, wondering how many things you had done wrong to “me”, that girl named Susu was truly pitiful.”
But now the pitiful one is me, having to listen to him ramble about the past.
What Susu, I only know that the first time we met was during the God and Ghost War, when Mu Chuan almost destroyed my soul.
Mu Chuan grew more excited, his face almost touching mine: “Susu, let’s get married.”
“Huh?” I was stunned, and Ya Ya beside me croaked appropriately. My face twitching, I awkwardly laughed, “Well… you know I don’t remember you, and the feelings of liking you have long disappeared. I think we should… get to know each other!”
Mu Chuan pondered and nodded seriously, sitting upright beside me, “Indeed.”
Seeing him move closer to me, pushing me against the wall, I glared: “What are you doing?”
“Getting to know each other,” Mu Chuan said seriously. “We used to cuddle in bed and chat like this, Susu. Have you forgotten?”
…Whoever said Mu Chuan was a big pervert is completely wrong – he’s just a child with an innocent face! I suspiciously asked, “I heard you like young, beautiful girls, and then kill them after getting bored.”
Mu Chuan’s face changed: “That wasn’t me, it was someone else.”
“Who dares to impersonate the Ghost King?”
Mu Chuan paused, pursing his lips silently.
