Chapter 361
Chapter 361
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 361
>Chapter Title: It's Over
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By the swaying bonfire, Li Huowang listened as Bai Lingmiao in his arms continued speaking.
"With empathy, I'm the same. The past Bai Lingmiao was Bai Lingmiao, and the current Bai Lingmiao is also Bai Lingmiao—a better Bai Lingmiao!"
Bai Lingmiao's eyes seemed to shine as she said this.
"And don't forget, you killed my entire family." Those words sent a chill through Li Huowang's entire body.
"The old me was always struggling and conflicted, unable to let go of either side—unable to forgive you or those dead family members."
"But now I'm different. I already know they were from the White Lotus Sect, and I understand what they wanted to do to you. So I'll only say you didn't kill the wrong people. In that situation, if you hadn't killed them, you'd be the one dead."
"See? The current me thinks so clearly. I won't hesitate at all. I won't feel any pain at all!"
Hearing this, Li Huowang suddenly felt that the Bai Lingmiao before him was extremely unfamiliar, as if she'd become someone else entirely.
If he had to compare her to someone, it would undoubtedly be Peng Longteng.
At this moment, Bai Lingmiao's tone and mannerisms were all drawing closer to Peng Longteng's. He didn't want this.
Just then, another soft body pressed up from behind, gently hugging Li Huowang's back. A slender, forked tongue slid across his ear.
When he sensed the two gods, Li Huowang shuddered and abruptly stood up from the encirclement, looking at the two on the ground with some horror.
Li Huowang's actions naturally drew the others' attention. He forced a smile onto his face.
"I'm just going to relieve myself."
When he saw the Chronicler glance his way, Li Huowang nodded toward the pitch-black woods nearby and walked in first.
Sure enough, moments later, the Chronicler entered the woods as expected, chuckling at Li Huowang.
"Erjiu, got something on your mind? Whatever it is, tell us! We'll help if we can."
Li Huowang's intentions had been so obvious earlier—if he hadn't noticed, he'd have to be blind.
After weighing what Bai Lingmiao had told him earlier, Li Huowang asked,
"Lord Chronicler, is there a way to dispel the military school's killing aura once it's entered the body?"
The current Bai Lingmiao wasn't the old one. Even if she'd never forgive him, he had to save her.
"Killing aura in the body? You'd have to ask someone from the military school about that. We don't know much."
Li Huowang's pupils contracted slightly. He asked again,
"Lord Chronicler, do you know anyone in the Great Liang military school? If it's convenient, could you introduce me to someone from Great Liang's military school?"
The Chronicler glanced toward the bonfire.
"Sure, that's no big deal."
If not for Li Huowang today, their group might have really been done for. Helping with this trifle was nothing.
Of course, he was only agreeing to make the introduction—what Li Huowang did with the military school folks afterward wasn't his concern.
After the Chronicler spoke, he shuddered as he recalled what had happened before.
"Good thing we finally dealt with this mess. Let's see if we can send some gifts to my godfather, smooth things over, and transfer to another office. This Surveillance Bureau really isn't for humans."
"Then thank you, Lord Chronicler." Li Huowang expressed his gratitude to the Chronicler.
Whether it worked or not, he had to try—for Bai Lingmiao's sake, to bring her back to normal.
"Alright, nothing else? If that's it, let's head back out. We've still got road to cover tomorrow."
As the Chronicler turned to leave, both he and Li Huowang simultaneously spun toward the woods nearby.
"Someone's there!"
In this desolate wilderness at night, a sudden gaze shooting out was clearly off.
Li Huowang pulled out two sheets of turmeric paper and swiftly drew talismans with his own blood, slapping them on his knees. His body blurred with afterimages as he charged toward it.
The Chronicler, left behind, rapidly shifted expressions before hurrying back to the bonfire and keeping a tight watch on the heart-turbid corpse, in case it was a diversion.
Li Huowang darted swiftly through the woods, closing in on the figure.
Seeing the person still not stopping, Li Huowang raised his hand and sliced off one of his own fingers.
The finger in midair sprouted bone spikes and shot rapidly toward the distant figure.
Unsurprisingly, it struck true. When Li Huowang reached him, he finally got a clear look at the thing's appearance.
At first glance, Li Huowang's pupils shrank slightly. It looked human, but its body was abnormally emaciated, the thin layer of skin barely held up by its skeleton.
Its two huge whale eyes bulged outward, as if they might drop out at any moment.
Its mouth caved inward, with hardly any teeth left inside—those remaining grew in wild disarray.
For a moment, Li Huowang couldn't tell if this thing before him was human or some kind of evil being.
Faced with the weapon in Li Huowang's hand, the thing showed no fear in its eyes, only a dumb, silly grin.
"What if it's a trap to lure the tiger away?" Wary, Li Huowang unhesitatingly broke all four of its limbs and dragged it back toward the bonfire.
When he returned to the fire, he saw everyone still there, along with the heart-turbid corpse. Only then did he relax.
"Lord Chronicler, do you recognize this thing? It was the one staring at us from the woods." Li Huowang dragged it in front of the Chronicler.
"Oh?" As the Chronicler stepped forward curiously to inspect it, a voice of extreme terror came from behind.
Li Huowang turned to see it was Hong Da.
At this moment, Hong Da stared at the thing with deep fear in his eyes.
"This... this is one of the people the heart-turbid hid! If the heart-turbid didn't release them, then..."
In the next instant, it was as if something possessed him. He dropped to the ground and gnawed at the mud, the fear in his eyes deepening.
"No taste! Nothing at all! Can't swallow it! We've been in here too long! We don't know since when, but this heart-turbid hid us all!"
These words sent a chill through everyone as they scanned the pitch-black woods around them.
The Chronicler rushed over and snapped,
"Shut your nonsense! The heart-turbid we came to catch is dead! A dead heart-turbid can't hide us all! Unless there's another one?"
Hearing this, Li Huowang's heart jolted.
"Lord Chronicler, there really is another heart-turbid that hasn't died yet—the female one from the beginning."
"What? What female heart-turbid? Wasn't there only one?"
Everyone turned to look at Li Huowang now, making even him doubt if he'd guessed wrong.
But after glancing at the scars on his arm, he shook his head forcefully. His memory was fine—theirs had been hidden regarding this part.
"No! We came here to catch the female heart-turbid, not this male one."
"Where's the female heart-turbid then?" The Chronicler's voice sharpened now, cold sweat slowly sliding down his cheek.
Li Huowang pointed at the male heart-turbid corpse on the ground.
"She was hidden inside his karma obstacle."
As soon as Li Huowang said this, the Chronicler's face drained of all color. His legs gave out, and he slumped directly to the ground.
"A living and dead heart-turbid together—one hidden inside the living, the living hidden inside the dead. It's over. It's all over for us!"
(End of chapter)