Chapter 368
Chapter 368
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 368
>Chapter Title: Jumping the Great God
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On the bustling streets of Yinling City, a spacious carriage slowly made its way toward the inn where Li Huowang was temporarily staying.
Inside the carriage, the gravely injured Li Huowang spoke gently to Bai Lingmiao.
“I just think that if those immortals are really going to stick with you for life, it’s better to use Shentu Gang’s method than to let them treat you like a lifelong servant. But his way has its risks too, so whether to use it depends on your situation.”
Even though Bai Lingmiao didn’t seem threatened by the immortals right now, Li Huowang couldn’t help worrying about her whenever he recalled Li Zhi’s dying words.
Hearing Li Huowang’s words, Bai Lingmiao stared at him in surprise.
“The incantations that man chanted really disrespect the immortals that much?? Tell me quickly, what method did he mention?”
Li Huowang pondered for a moment, recalling what Shentu Gang had told him, before relaying it to Bai Lingmiao.
“Use one beast to devour another. The immortals are a bunch of cowardly brutes that bully the weak and fear the strong. If you can get something else to possess you and intimidate them, then you can negotiate terms with the immortals.”
“Then what did that Shentu Gang find to intimidate the immortals before?” Thinking of how the immortals were suppressing her now, Bai Lingmiao’s expression grew much more solemn.
“Raising a great calamity.” A strange term popped out of Li Huowang’s mouth.
“He didn’t say exactly how to raise it. Something this tied to your life and well-being, he wouldn’t just spell it out plainly for me.”
Bai Lingmiao silently repeated those three words to herself, her expression grave as if pondering something.
“Shentu Gang said it’s like putting things of equal weight on both sides of a scale to balance them. Neither side can be heavier or lighter. Use it right, and you can wield both together. Use it wrong, and you’re in danger.”
With that, Li Huowang reached out and gently patted the back of Bai Lingmiao’s hand.
“Don’t worry. Once I’m done with my business, I’ll help you.”
There was always a priority to things, and Li Huowang still believed changing Bai Lingmiao’s temperament back was the most important matter first.
Looking at Li Huowang’s right hand, which was almost entirely skinless, a flicker of heartache crossed Bai Lingmiao’s face. She pulled her hand away.
“No need. This method isn’t useful to me for now. I’m doing just fine, and the immortals haven’t done anything to me.”
“Really?” Li Huowang stared intently at the black ring-shaped strangulation marks on Bai Lingmiao’s fair neck.
“Why would I lie to you? Compared to me, you should worry about yourself.” Bai Lingmiao instantly shifted the topic back to Li Huowang.
Though the immortals had started showing their true colors, she had no intention of burdening Li Huowang with her troubles. The guy was already miserable enough—no need to trouble him further.
As for the method he mentioned, she’d have to think it over carefully once she got back.
“You can’t say that. It’s still better to guard against future problems. I’ll keep an eye out for you. If the immortals give you any trouble, tell me right away.”
Unnoticed, the carriage had stopped. They had arrived at the inn. Ershen bent down, slipped his hands under Li Huowang, and carried him horizontally out of the carriage.
Under the strange gazes of the others in the lobby, the two slowly went upstairs, entered the guest room, and closed the door.
“Come back to Niuxin Village with me? Everyone’s waiting for you.” Bai Lingmiao looked down at Li Huowang on the bed and asked.
Li Huowang thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly.
“No, I’ll wait here. If I go back to Niuxin Village, I might miss news about Ji Xiang.”
Besides, there was no need for him to drag the others into things. For them to live out their lives peacefully might be the better outcome.
Staying by his side would only pull them into his messes. Enough people had already died.
Bai Lingmiao looked down at Li Huowang on the bed, the corners of her mouth curving up slightly. She slowly removed her clothes and leaned down to kiss him.
“I’m still injured.” Li Huowang said painfully to the girl pressing down on him.
“Heh, isn’t that even better? You won’t die anyway. Oh, and you still haven’t told me—who exactly is Yang Na?!”
In the time that followed, the fine stitches sealing Li Huowang’s wounds snapped one by one.
A good while later, Bai Lingmiao lay sprawled on the blood-soaked bed in a spread-eagle position, her left foot resting on Li Huowang’s chest as she panted heavily and chuckled softly.
Just as Li Huowang was about to say something, Bai Lingmiao’s long, fair left leg lifted lightly before pressing down hard, nearly making the weakened Li Huowang pass out.
“You think I don’t know about Ershen? And now there’s a Yang Na too. You sure have a lot of women, Li Huowang.” Bai Lingmiao spoke through gritted teeth, as if her earlier actions had been revenge.
When faced with the same situation, the baleful aura possessed Bai Lingmiao reacted completely differently from the unpossessed one.
Li Huowang’s hand rested on Bai Lingmiao’s leg, stroking it gently. He offered no explanation and slowly closed his eyes.
Just as he was drifting into a hazy near-sleep, Bai Lingmiao’s voice suddenly rang out.
“Ershen is a part of me. If I die someday, you can just treat Ershen as me. But that damned Yang Na absolutely not!”
“If she dares show up in front of you, don’t blame me for not sparing any husband-wife sentiments!”
Li Huowang opened his eyes with a hint of helplessness and looked toward her.
“Yang Na’s just a hallucination. Is it worth getting jealous over a hallucination?”
But at that moment, Li Huowang realized that the Bai Lingmiao beside him had somehow become Ershen.
This time, Ershen wore no red veil, fully exposing her bizarre appearance.
Her half-face with the elongated mouth opened slightly, and a resentful voice came from within.
“Senior Brother Li.”
Looking at Ershen before him, Li Huowang momentarily lost himself. Gazing at her, it was as if the old Bai Lingmiao from the past had returned.
“Senior Brother Li.” Tears streamed from Ershen’s five eyes. Like a bullied little dog, she crawled onto Li Huowang’s chest and sobbed.
“Miaomiao? Is that really you?”
A chill shot straight to the back of his head as a terrifying suspicion leaped into Li Huowang’s mind.
Could it be that Bai Lingmiao wasn’t possessed by baleful aura at all, but had her body taken over by Ershen? Had she been forced to become Ershen?
Li Huowang hugged the Ershen in his arms, his expression ferocious as he glared at the empty room.
“Ershen! Get out here! What the hell is going on?!”
At that moment, Li Huowang felt the furry body in his arms turn smooth.
“Is there a difference between Great God and Second God?” The white-haired, pink-pupiled Bai Lingmiao reappeared in Li Huowang’s arms, looking at him with playful mockery.
“For you, it doesn’t matter who it is, right? You’re not picky anyway.”
“Explain yourself clearly! Who the hell are you exactly?” When Li Huowang got serious, he looked exceptionally terrifying—especially covered in wounds like this.
(End of chapter)