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Su Peijiu knelt on the ground for a long time without getting up. She coldly laughed to herself; Su Chi was not unaware that she had been locked in the dungeon. If he truly wanted to rescue her, it would be an easy task, so why hadn’t he made a move?
Was he trying to play the family card with her now? Did he think everyone was a fool?
What was family? She didn’t want to know, let alone understand it. Sometimes, this so-called family bond could be harmful; it was even less secure than the kindness of outsiders. Moreover, had there ever been a hint of warmth for her as the Legitimate Daughter in the Su Family?
“Su Xiang seems to have really entrusted you to This King,” the man beside her said slowly, his tone laced with amusement.
Su Peijiu propped herself up with one hand and slowly stood up. Even before being married off, she was neglected; being a Legitimate Daughter felt utterly humiliating. “What does the Desolate King want?”
“Let’s go, follow This King back to the residence.” He turned around but suddenly thought of something and called back, “Beloved Consort…”
At his words, Su Peijiu’s hand tightened into a fist, her nails digging into her palm as she quickly stepped out of the palace doors.
Just as she exited the palace gates, Qi Mo was already in the sedan chair. Su Peijiu hesitated outside because she feared sharing a chair with him, but unexpectedly, she was suddenly pulled into an embrace.
“I’m sorry I’m late.” The person holding her wore red clothing and had an enchanting appearance; at this moment, his expression was somewhat forlorn.
“Shixiong…?”
Ji Yu had just wanted to say something but found it hard to ignore the intense gaze coming from inside the sedan chair and the voice that followed: “How long does my brother intend to hold This King’s beloved consort?”
Only then did Su Peijiu realize she was still in her shixiong's arms and hurriedly tried to break free. But who was Ji Yu? The Master of the Demon Palace, who regarded etiquette as trivial. Seeing Su Peijiu escape, he raised an eyebrow and waved his hand, pulling her back into his embrace again. He smiled at the person inside the sedan chair and said, “Desolate King, it’s good to see you.”
With long fingers, he lifted the sedan curtain. Qi Mo stepped out of the chair, his dark clothing and hair tousled by the wind. He wore a faint smile as he looked at Ji Yu: “Indeed, it’s good to see you.”
No one saw how swiftly he moved; by the time everyone regained their senses, Su Peijiu was already held tightly in his arms while his gaze remained locked with Ji Yu’s, their eyes exchanging messages only they understood.
“Desolate King doesn’t plan to give this Palace Master an explanation? How did my junior sister become your princess?”
Qi Mo's ink-black eyes flickered slightly at the mention of "princess," a fleeting change that even Ji Yu failed to catch.
Qi Mo had one hand clasped around Su Peijiu's waist, the grip strong enough to make it difficult for her to struggle. He looked at the flamboyant leader of the Demon Palace in red: "Between men and women, it's merely a matter of mutual consent. Even if she is the leader's junior sister, don't you think you're meddling a bit too much?"
"Mutual consent? Are you sure it's not a matter of coercion? I won't allow my junior sister to suffer even the slightest grievance!" Before she finished speaking, Ji Yu suddenly struck, her right hand clawing directly towards Qi Mo's eyes with astonishing speed. However, Qi Mo was not someone to be trifled with; after all, he was the God of War from Yuan Cang, the feared Smiling Face Yama.
He quickly retreated, still holding onto Su Peijiu, his gaze sharp as he watched Ji Yu approach, a faint smile on his lips.
Su Peijiu was startled by the sudden fight; it wasn't until the man behind her pulled her back that she snapped out of her daze. Having lived a life of luxury, although she had suffered a bit since being reborn as Su Peijiu, she had never personally experienced a duel between martial arts experts, and her face turned pale.
Just as Qi Mo was about to retreat to the edge of the city wall, he pushed off with his toes and leaped into the air. Ji Yu quickly reacted and chased after him, laughing, "Today, let me have a good match with you, Smiling Face Yama from Yuan Cang!"
Atop the ten-meter-high city wall, Qi Mo jumped up and placed the person in his arms on the wall. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed her face was somewhat pale. His hand, which had been retracted, brushed against her cheek... Sensing the wind behind him, he swiftly blocked Ji Yu's attack and turned around: "This King has long wanted to spar with you."
The black and red figures began to fight high above on the city wall, their moves fierce. Su Peijiu, standing on top of the wall, tilted her head back until it ached but could only see two dots without any idea of how they were exchanging blows. Indeed, they were both masters.
She had no worries about her senior brother; after all, he was that person's disciple. According to tales from the martial world, her senior brother came down from Changbai at thirteen and defeated all martial arts experts within a year. Since then, he claimed territory and established the Demon Sect, becoming the leader of the Demon Palace whom everyone in the martial world feared.
However... Qi Mo also seemed formidable; he could hold his own against her senior brother for such an extended period...
While Su Peijiu was looking up, she failed to notice the danger approaching from behind. A figure in gray cloth with a masked face lurked atop the city wall. Seizing the opportunity, they lunged forward and carried Su Peijiu away at lightning speed. She barely had time to scream before disappearing into the distance...
In mid-air combat, Qi Mo heard a scream and instinctively looked down just in time to see Su Peijiu being taken away. However, he overlooked an attack from Ji Yu. After taking a hit, he plummeted from high above and chased after them with Ji Yu closely behind.
...
"Stay put; otherwise you'll regret it!" The person who had taken her spoke in a hoarse voice like old tree bark as they hurriedly wrapped her in their outer garment and ran off.
Su Peijiu let out a cold laugh as she stood up from the ground. Looking around, she found herself in a cave where a glimpse of exposed white bones could be seen. Hesitating for a moment, she walked toward it.
Without martial arts skills and having been brought into this cave halfway up the mountain by that person, if she were to exit through the cave entrance, there would be no chance of survival. Yet she couldn't just stand there waiting for that person to return; if there was any chance that this cave connected elsewhere, it could be her salvation.
Slowly approaching around the corner, she indeed saw a section of white bone; judging by its shape, it seemed to be a human leg. Frowning slightly, she leaned against it and stepped over. Beyond the corner where outside light couldn't reach was relatively dim. She touched the bead hidden in her sleeve; it was the Night Pearl she had seen at Qi Mo House, which he had placed on a hanger as decoration. So extravagant! Su Peijiu moved a chair over and knocked it down for him.
She took out the Night Pearl from her sleeve, and it indeed illuminated the surroundings much more brightly. She felt a wave of anxiety wash over her as she swallowed hard and walked towards the cave. She was very afraid of the dark, extremely afraid of it.
After she had let Qi Mo go, her father punished her by locking her in the Black Room for seven nights. Therefore, whenever she found herself in darkness, she couldn't help but tremble all over. It was the same last time in the dungeon; she wasn't afraid of Qi Rong's threats but rather of the darkness of the dungeon itself. The feeling of being abandoned in the dark was something she never wanted to experience again.
Clutching the Night Pearl tightly, she ventured deeper into the cave. After walking for quite a while, she noticed that a leg bone at the corner had strangely changed direction...
She didn't know how long she had been walking, and after feeling somewhat tired, she still hadn't reached the end of the cave. The people who had tied her up brought her to this cave after racing up the mountain for some time. The mountain was high, but it shouldn't take long to traverse. She was sure she had been going straight without turning, so logically, she should have reached the end by now. However... why did it seem like she had only covered one-tenth of this cave?
Where did it go wrong?
Would she encounter...?
No way. Su Peijiu shook her head vigorously. But if she could be reborn in someone else's body after dying, then having such a thing wouldn't be surprising... would it?
"Jie jie jie..." A sharp and hoarse female voice came from beside her, and at the same time, a cold breeze brushed past her ear. Su Peijiu was so frightened that she immediately turned around: "Who is it?"
"How many years have I waited... jie jie... finally encountered a Spirit... jie jie... finally able to leave..."
Su Peijiu couldn't see anyone; the laughter echoed from all directions. She waved the Night Pearl around to illuminate her surroundings, feeling a bit disoriented as her breathing quickened: "I don't care if you're human or ghost; come out!"
"Jie jie... weren't you just doubting whether ghosts exist? Why are you not afraid now? My death was too tragic, causing my appearance to remain unchanged after death. Are you not afraid of being scared when you see me? Jie jie..."
Su Peijiu leaned against the cave wall and swallowed hard: "The most terrifying things since ancient times are those that have never been seen; appearances are merely superficial. How do you know I am afraid?"
"Jie jie... what a lovely girl you are! Do you want to see me? I'm right behind you..."
Su Peijiu felt a chill run down her spine; turning around at this moment would be foolish. However, fearing that this female ghost might become angry out of embarrassment, she slowly turned around and indeed saw a face twisted in agony, with its eyeballs missing and only two black holes remaining, blood oozing out. The skin was pale with countless knife scars drawn on it, and its lips were sealed with steel wire as it emitted a chilling laugh...
Su Peijiu fought against the impulse to scream; she forced a smile at the corners of her lips and took a few steps back while looking at the ghost before her.
The right arm lay on the ground, fingers still twitching, while there was an empty space where the left leg should be—no one knew where it had gone. Blood pooled around where the ghost stood.
She... died so tragically...
Su Peijiu thought to herself.
Suddenly, the female ghost across from her let out a sharp scream, "Are you pitying me?!"
"No, I just feel that the person who harmed you has a wicked heart." Su Peijiu quickly waved her hand, and Night Pearl followed suit. She keenly sensed that this female ghost seemed to be somewhat wary of Night Pearl.
"Throw that pearl away; it's hurting my eyes." The female ghost took a step back and changed her tone to a softer one.
Su Peijiu certainly couldn't throw it away; she clutched Night Pearl tightly in her hand. Changing the subject, she asked, "Is the reason you won't let me go because you have unfulfilled wishes?"
The female ghost picked up her arm from the ground and held it close to her chest. "You saw how tragically I died, with my eyes gone. I have no way to seek revenge."
"Do you want me to help you take revenge?" Su Peijiu continued.
The female ghost tilted her head, her hollow eyes staring at Su Peijiu, making her feel cold all over. She tried to soften her tone, "Do you have any other wishes?"
"Yes... hehehe... I've waited this long for a body that can bring me back to life... Leave your body for me!!! Hehehe..." She suddenly let out a sharp laugh and lunged towards Su Peijiu...
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