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The wide dress fluttered in the wind, its blood-red color striking and shocking, as if it were the vivid spray from a severed artery, completely out of place with everything around it.
Though the sky was pitch black, it felt as if that single hue occupied all the senses.
I instinctively shrank back, tugging at Chu Fan's sleeve and whispering, "Is that person Xiaoya... or Lin Shan?"
This question arose because the person's appearance and demeanor were undoubtedly Xiaoya's, yet the murderous aura radiating from her was identical to what I had sensed from Lin Shan in the Old Teaching Building.
Moreover, importantly, with the explosion of the Heart, Xiaoya should have been killed as well; I had not seen her after the blast.
Later, I asked Lin You about it. She couldn't find any information and could only say that the matter had been suppressed, and both Xiaoya and those involved had vanished without a trace.
So now seeing Xiaoya, I was filled with doubt.
If Xiaoya was dead, then who was this person appearing now?
Yet passersby were casting glances at Xiaoya, indicating she was alive.
How had she escaped that day?
"She is both Xiaoya and Lin Shan."
This was Chu Fan's definitive answer.
I trembled slightly, gripping Chu Fan's hand tighter, stammering, "Xiaoya is not dead?"
"Xiaoya is alive but feels as if she is on the brink of death. She stands there merely because her life force hasn't dissipated yet. It is Lin Shan's spirit that has taken over her body, resulting in this appearance."
Chu Fan fell silent as I watched Xiaoya approach step by step. For some reason, my heart raced with anxiety; it felt as if she had completely transformed into someone else.
"Pure Yin and Pure Yang." Chu Fan furrowed his brow, his gaze dark and dim like the night, and suddenly said, "If that's the case, it would be troublesome."
"What do you mean?"
I didn't understand, but I had heard about the concept of Pure Yin and Pure Yang before. I vaguely remembered Xiaoya mentioning that she was of Pure Yang fate, and at that time, I just laughed it off. Now that Chu Fan brought it up, it seemed significant.
"Those two—one is of Pure Yin fate, and the other is of Pure Yang fate. Since ancient times, if the heavenly stems and earthly branches of Pure Yin and Pure Yang match with their deities, they will harmonize. If one does not match, they will clash. I remember you saying their relationship has always been good. From what I can see, after Lin Shan's death, the one who has been entangled with Xiaoya several times is most likely Xiaoya being Pure Yang while Lin Shan is Pure Yin. At first, I thought Lin Shan would turn into a Corpse Demon, but in fact, she is—"
"What is she?"
"Refine Ghost." Chu Fan lightly uttered those three words, his brow furrowing even more tightly. "Refine Ghost requires a Pure Yin or Pure Yang constitution to cultivate; its abilities are extraordinary. A conscious Refine Ghost is even more powerful. But throughout history, I've only seen one Refine Ghost formed from the combination of Pure Yin and Pure Yang." Chu Fan paused for a moment before continuing, "This is the second one."
"Refine Ghost." I was astonished; I had seen this in books before. Regardless of whether it was intentionally depicted as terrifying or not, it was certainly not a mere fabrication. Especially since I could feel the overwhelming Yin energy emanating from Xiaoya even from a distance. "So that's why that person said Lin Shan's soul still has value?"
"Yes." Chu Fan's warm hand gripped mine tightly as he became fully alert. "If she attacks later, you run back to the hospital and don't look back. Go find Qizi."
"Why—"
Before I could finish my sentence, Chu Fan pushed me toward the hospital direction. I felt as if a red figure floated past me like drifting water, sending chills through my entire body as if I had swallowed ice—frozen to the point where I couldn't spit it out or swallow it down.
My legs felt as heavy as lead; moving even a step required immense effort.
In that moment of distraction, Xiaoya was already standing in front of me, her lips curling slightly upward as a strong scent of blood assaulted me. Although I didn't understand those things well, I could sense that after several days apart, her resentment had grown even stronger.
"Anxin, we meet again."
I froze completely; suddenly a piercing pain shot through my heart as if a knife were pressed against my skin, ruthlessly stabbing inwards. My feet slowed down, nearly causing me to fall.
The purple flames surged violently with Xiaoya's raised hand. A powerful force pulled me into her embrace; her wide sleeves concealed me tightly as I felt a slight tremor within her hold.
Jun Chong was trembling?
This fact surprised me, and I stared incredulously at Xiaoya. How could she be so powerful? The second Refine Ghost formed from pure Yin and Yang in the world?
“Jun Chong sir, don’t be so hostile!” Xiaoya chuckled. This time, I clearly saw Lin Shan floating above her head, lacking limbs, just a head and torso. “I’m here today just to make a deal with you.”
Xiaoya took out a small white orb from her possession, and my eyes lit up. “That is—”
“Oh, you know about it?”
Jun Chong wrapped his arms around me, his expression wary. His body was restricted by the sealed Ghost Power, making fighting not the best option. He asked, “What kind of deal?”
Xiaoya smiled, her innocence replaced by a seductive aura that radiated freely. She tossed the orb to Jun Chong. “This is for you. Help me find the Soul Bell and the Soul-Calling Bell.”
The small white orb emitted a soft glow, but as I got closer, I felt an icy chill emanating from it, as if frost were piercing my bones. It was only the size of a quail egg, yet I could distinctly sense its penetrating coldness from a distance.
It was extremely cold, making me shiver as if ice water had pierced through my heart and spread throughout my body, intensifying my urge to flee.
Jun Chong shot me a glance and suddenly tore open my clothing. Right at the center of my chest was a blood-stained Red Spider Lily bud, beautiful yet blinding.
The murderous intent in Jun Chong’s eyes surged suddenly, purple flames erupting from his palms and rushing directly toward Xiaoya.
But when the flames touched Xiaoya, I immediately felt a searing pain throughout my body while an unusual coldness lingered inside me. The alternating sensations of heat and cold were incredibly uncomfortable.
Meanwhile, Xiaoya seemed unaffected as she was surrounded by the purple flames.
“Jun Chong.”
I weakly called out his name. Jun Chong noticed Ni Duan and immediately withdrew the flames. The heat dissipated from my body along with the coldness within me.
"Well, you noticed?" Xiaoya crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "Lord Jun Chong, if you don't agree to my terms, Anxin will die! Look at this."
Xiaoya opened her clothing to reveal a bud of the Red Spider Lily on her chest, smiling as she continued, "If you refuse me or think about secretly dealing with me, all the backlash will transfer to Anxin through this flower. You know the deadline is when this flower blooms. If you can't retrieve these two things, Anxin will also die. Once this is done, I will tell you where the second bead is."
Jun Chong stared at the bead in his hand, silent for a moment before he suddenly tightened his grip on it. "Deal."
Xiaoya smiled with satisfaction, bowed leisurely to us, and left.
The quiet around us was soon replaced by noise again. I was still held in Jun Chong's embrace while Chu Fan lay on the ground, and people around us began to point and whisper.
"Let's go back first."
After Jun Chong spoke, he entered Chu Fan's body. Nearby, someone had already called for an ambulance.
As soon as the support around me loosened, I fell to my knees and leaned over Chu Fan's body, calling out, "Fan, how are you?"
Chu Fan slightly opened his eyes, clarity returning to them as he calmly sat up and took my hand. "I'm fine. Let's go."
On the way home, Chu Fan's expression was not good. He soon detached from his body and carried me to the bedroom, laying me down on the bed and pulling up my shirt.
"Don't move."
Jun Chong opened his palm, a white glow scattered over the flower bud. As soon as it touched me, pain surged through my body; I bit my lip so hard that blood seeped out. Jun Chong froze for a moment before letting go carelessly.
Afterward, no matter how many methods he tried to remove the curse from me, it all ended with my suffering.
"You bastard!"
Jun Chong slammed his fist down, shaking the entire bed. His dark pupils turned violent as darkness loomed close, filled with murderous intent.
I lowered my head to glance at the flower bud. It was still in its bud state, revealing nothing about how or when it would bloom. Perhaps it would open tomorrow, or maybe it would take some time, but surely not for long.
Since I became entangled in this world, this was the most dangerous moment of my life, yet I felt no panic or fear like before.
Suppressing my discomfort, I leaned my head against him and tightly grasped Jun Chong's arm. "Jun Chong, I don't know how powerful the second pure Yin and pure Yang life refining technique you mentioned, Refine Ghost, really is, but I believe that good will triumph over evil. There must be a way to kill her. I suspect she asked you to find those two items as a threat against her. So we need to find them, but once we do, we can't give them to her. If they remain in the human world, they will only bring more disaster. If my death can bring peace and spare you from being threatened, then I'm willing."
"I won't allow you to die."
"Actually, you really don't have to worry. After all, you said from the beginning that once I fulfill my wishes in the human world, you would take me to hell. I'm just going there a bit earlier; we won't be separated, right? So you don't need to feel bad about my death."
"I won't allow you to die."
Jun Chong forcefully lifted my chin, compelling me to look into his eyes, but I felt dazed and chose to look away.
The sudden embrace was suffocatingly tight, quickening my heartbeat as I heard his every word of warning.
"Gu Anxin, listen to me. Under no circumstances will I allow you to do anything foolish or die. If you must go to hell, it will be on my terms. Without my permission, you must absolutely live well!"
The coldness of his lips was domineering as a tear fell from my eye and was swallowed up.
I widened my eyes, shaken by his words. But if one day I become an obstacle in your quest to regain your body, Jun Chong, then I would willingly die for you.
No regrets or complaints.
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