Chapter 488
Chapter 488
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 488
>Chapter Title: Change
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After going through so much, Li Huowang had never seen a method like this before. He had no idea what this woman was planning to do to sever Bai Lingmiao’s connection to the Immortal Family.
Bai Lingmiao looked extremely shy about her current state of undress, her ears turning red. Her hands covered the front but not the back, leaving her in a state of utter embarrassment.
“Girl, why are you hunching over? Stand up straight, quick.”
After some urging, once Bai Lingmiao had fully straightened up, Lian Zhinbei pulled out three incense sticks and jammed them into the doorframe. She dropped to her knees and kowtowed forcefully toward the doorway several times.
Next, she took out a handful of incense, lit them quickly, bowed three times toward the door, then raised the smoking tips toward her own cheeks and stabbed them in.
Amid the constant sizzling sounds, the dark red incense tips pierced through her left cheek and out the right. Lian Zhinbei’s voice grew rough and wild. “Tiger Lord descends!”
Lian Zhinbei raised the cold, gleaming chain hook in her hand and stabbed it through her upper and lower lips, like two pairs of sharp fangs.
Fresh red blood dripped down, splattering onto the curse-patterned paper bellyband on her body.
Li Huowang frowned deeply at her actions. This self-mutilation looked somewhat similar to the practices of the Ao Jing Sect. Could she be from another branch of them?
Just as Li Huowang was thinking this, Lian Zhinbei reached into the large bundle and yanked out a string of big red firecrackers.
She pulled an incense stick from her cheek and lit the fuse. Crackling explosions filled the air.
The white smoke from the incense mingled with the thick, murky gunpowder smoke from the firecrackers, turning the entire room into a foggy haze.
Amid the firecrackers’ bangs, Lian Zhinbei pulled out a tiger-shaped gavel from her bosom, raised it high with both hands, and slammed it down onto the floor. “The proclamation echoes across rivers and seas! Divine light explodes to illuminate the heavens!! Tiger Lord eats the cannon!!”
With a thunderous roar like a deep tiger’s growl, the surrounding thick smoke churned and surged straight into Lian Zhinbei’s wide-open mouth.
When the firecrackers finally stopped, Lian Zhinbei’s eyes turned completely white. She dropped to all fours, her plump body twisting into shapes no normal person could achieve.
Seeing this, Li Huowang instinctively drew the Violet Tassel Sword.
Li Huowang’s expression grew extremely grave. Though this fat woman seemed carefree usually, the fact that she dared to seek out spirit wretches alone meant her true strength was not to be underestimated.
Lian Zhinbei’s bleeding mouth slowly opened, revealing the hooks she had just inserted. She let out a beastly growl from deep in her throat at Li Huowang—a tiger’s roar, to be precise.
“Senior Brother Li? Why is there a tiger in our home?” Bai Lingmiao looked at the prone Lian Zhinbei in fear and trepidation.
No sooner had she spoken than Lian Zhinbei whipped her head around, fixing her nearly all-white eyes on the patterns on Bai Lingmiao’s body. In an instant, she bent her legs, kicked off the floor, and pounced toward Bai Lingmiao.
“Wait!!”
Just as Li Huowang’s copper coin sword and Li Sui’s tentacles were halfway there, Lian Zhinbei didn’t land on Bai Lingmiao. Instead, she leaped right over her head.
With a crunch, Lian Zhinbei seemed to bite something in midair. Then her mouth stretched wide—ripping at the corners—and she tore savagely at the ground.
At the same time, Bai Lingmiao clutched her head and cried out in pain. The vermilion patterns on her body writhed like wriggling snakes, and one small segment shrank noticeably.
When Li Huowang’s sharp hearing caught faint screams from some distant place, he felt a surge of joy instead. Those were the Immortal Family’s screams!
“Miaomiao, hang in there!!”
With a whoosh, Lian Zhinbei leaped over Bai Lingmiao’s head again, biting fiercely at the air. The distant screams grew louder.
On Lian Zhinbei’s fifth leap over Bai Lingmiao’s head, Bai Lingmiao—who had been in the dark—suddenly sensed something wrong with her newly acquired ability.
Right now, in the courtyard, Ershen was growing lighter!
That special perception pierced through the red veil, revealing everything inside and making her heart shudder.
The beastly flesh belonging to the Immortal Family had been mostly gnawed away. As Lian Zhinbei continued her frenzied biting, the remaining snake scales, fox fur, and hedgehog quills were vanishing rapidly too. Ershen’s entire face was now crumbling.
“This woman is removing the Immortal Family from me! Without the Immortal Family, Ershen will cease to exist!”
“Stop! Senior Brother Li, make her stop! Ershen’s disappearing!!”
Bai Lingmiao shouted from the ground, tears streaming from her eyes nonstop.
“Miaomiao, don’t worry. Just hold on a bit longer!”
Li Huowang steeled himself and turned toward the courtyard. As soon as he stepped out, he saw Ershen silently staring at that dwarf tree.
Looking at her blood-soaked red veil, Li Huowang’s heart trembled. He gently tugged at one corner of the veil, revealing Ershen’s half-face before him.
“You...” Li Huowang glanced back at Bai Lingmiao in the room, then turned to the mangled Ershen in front of him.
At that moment, Ershen’s ruined body staggered as Lian Zhinbei yanked hard nearby.
Ershen looked at him, her single remaining eye filled with deep reluctance. “Live well. Don’t let her down. And in the future, don’t be such a whiny mess about everything like some woman.”
Some things seemed to dissipate from Ershen’s body, her aura gradually merging with Bai Lingmiao’s.
“Senior Brother Li! She hasn’t come back! Without the Immortal Family, Ershen’s really dead!”
As Bai Lingmiao said this, Ershen’s body went limp and collapsed to the ground.
“Lian Zhinbei, hold on! Something’s off!!”
Li Huowang looked toward Lian Zhinbei, but she showed no response, as if she had lost all self-awareness.
When he saw her leap toward Bai Lingmiao’s head again,
Li Huowang’s expression twisted viciously. He kicked off the ground and charged forward.
Li Huowang’s foot slammed into her waist, sending Lian Zhinbei crashing into the wall.
An enraged howl erupted. Lian Zhinbei’s white eyes glared murderously at Li Huowang, a powerful pressure bearing down and making it hard for him to breathe.
“Sorry, there’s a new wrinkle here! Snap out of it!”
But Li Huowang’s shout had no effect. Lian Zhinbei kicked off the floor and pounced straight at him.
Li Huowang thrust his sword into his own mouth and twisted hard.
As he yanked the sword out and swung, the bloody teeth on the blade churned toward Lian Zhinbei, while Li Huowang gripped the Violet Tassel Sword and followed right behind.
In an instant, the whole room descended into chaos—especially once Li Sui joined the fray.
Once the fight started, it was hard to rein in.
Li Huowang’s sword was forced deep into Lian Zhinbei’s chest just as her fangs tore off one of his arms.
At that moment, the incense stuck in Lian Zhinbei’s cheeks burned down completely, and her white eyes gradually cleared.
“What happened? What the hell happened?”
Facing Li Huowang’s sword buried in her chest and the searing pain, she looked utterly bewildered.
(End of chapter)