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"Ah————!!!" The female ghost was thrown out and fell to the ground, her right arm seemingly flung away. She changed from her previous evil expression to one of fear, trembling as she pointed at Su Peijiu and asked, "Do you have something on you?! What else do you have?!"
Just a moment ago, when the female ghost lunged at her, it knocked her Night Pearl to the ground, causing it to roll a few times. She had thought she would be forced out of this body again, but unexpectedly, the female ghost was the one who was thrown out. It dawned on her that she was of royal blood and had been chosen as the next Crown Prince, so naturally, the Dragon Qi protected her. After her rebirth, the Dragon Qi followed her, allowing her to remain unaffected by these external evil entities.
She picked up the Night Pearl from the ground and said, "I have nothing on me."
"You're lying!" The female ghost shouted in fury. Just moments ago, she had clearly felt something burn her; that sensation felt as if it would incinerate her soul. She was still somewhat fearful—if there was nothing, then what had she been doing for these hundreds of years?
Su Peijiu shrugged. "It's just a lie."
"Girl! You're really something." The female ghost got up from the ground and used her left hand to tidy her hair. She no longer laughed wickedly. A fleeting emotion of sadness crossed her pale face, which caught Su Peijiu's sensitive attention.
She felt that deceiving a ghost with such a tragic fate was indeed inappropriate, so she cleared her throat and said, "Actually, I am of royal descent."
"Kekekeke—!! Look at you! You think you can compete with me when you're still just a girl?" The female ghost laughed triumphantly as she gleefully picked up her right arm from behind her.
Su Peijiu: "..."
"How could a girl like you have Dragon Qi protecting you?" The female ghost curiously asked while touching her own right arm.
Su Peijiu paused for a moment and then bitterly smiled. "I am Princess of Yan State, Qin Ge. After this girl's death, I somehow reincarnated in her body. However, when I woke up, two years had already passed since my death." Recalling this past event still made her heart ache; those memories of her father Yuer's death...
The female ghost nodded disinterestedly. "I see."
Su Peijiu nodded as well, strands of hair falling down to cover her eyebrows. She reached out to push them aside.
The female ghost suddenly appeared in front of her, trying to grab her hand but getting stuck in mid-air. Su Peijiu looked up in surprise at the terrifying face that was always shocking to behold. "What's wrong? Do you still want to possess me? It's useless; you can't defeat Dragon Qi."
"That's not it. There's something else on you, something even more powerful than Dragon Qi!" The female ghost pointed at her wrist. "Look closely, do you see a golden thread?"
"Where?" Su Peijiu looked at her porcelain-white wrist and didn't see the golden thread the ghost mentioned; instead, she saw her blue veins.
"Look closely!!" The ghost wanted to grab her hand but was afraid of being burned by Dragon Qi, so she could only shout from the side.
Su Peijiu focused her gaze, and a flash of golden light passed by. "…It seems like there is."
"This is Linglong Spine!" The ghost exclaimed excitedly. "I didn't expect Linglong Spine to be on you, girl."
"Linglong Spine?" Su Peijiu was taken aback. "Isn't that a Treasure Map? How could it be on me?"
"Treasure Map? You're being superficial with this Linglong Spine." The ghost gave Su Peijiu a disdainful look. "Since ancient times, the legend of Linglong Spine has been passed down as a divine object from antiquity. Do you know what it means to possess Linglong Spine?"
"What?"
"It means you have endless wealth and supreme power, but the most miraculous thing about Linglong Spine is not just that."
"What is it then?" Su Peijiu felt like she really knew nothing.
The ghost crossed her arms and turned away. "You figure it out yourself."
Su Peijiu: "..."
The female ghost, who had turned around, found it strange herself and murmured, "When I died, the Linglong Spine seemed to have been taken by the Jun Family..."
Su Peijiu happened to hear this and weakly raised her hand: "My mother is a princess of the Jun Family, and the Jun Family has already established a nation, called Chi."
"Is that so? I've been stuck here for so many years that I don't even know what's happening outside," the female ghost's voice was somewhat melancholic.
Su Peijiu's rare sympathy surged after her rebirth, and she walked over: "Can't you go out?"
"How can I go out? The one who harmed me has suppressed my Three Souls and Seven Spirits in this cave, and even gouged out my eyes, severed one of my arms and one of my legs. Even if I could go out, I wouldn't be able to find my enemy, nor would I have the strength to fight her."
Su Peijiu was puzzled: "It's been hundreds of years; is your enemy still not dead?"
The female ghost snorted coldly: "If she could die, the bindings would have been lifted long ago. By now, I would have probably entered reincarnation. Since the suppression still exists, how could she possibly die?"
"It is said that Peng Zu lived for eight hundred eighty years. I thought it was just an ancient wish for longevity, but it turns out there are indeed people who can live for hundreds of years," Su Peijiu exclaimed.
"She is not that kind of long-lived person. She merely deceived the Black and White Impermanence to escape reincarnation."
"Is there really a way to deceive the Black and White Impermanence?" Su Peijiu felt as if she had wasted the first half of her life; this world truly was full of wonders.
The female ghost seemed to think of something, paused, and after a while spoke: "You don't need to know about that. The exit is over there; you can leave."
Following her hand, Su Peijiu indeed saw a glimmer of light ahead, but she did not step forward. She stood still, watching the figure of the female ghost, Desolate, slender and graceful, with flowing black hair. It seemed she had been a captivating beauty in life, but now, having met her demise, she could only guard this dark cave without the chance of reincarnation. Her heart must be filled with resentment, right?
"What is your name?"
The female ghost turned in surprise. Seeing Su Peijiu still standing behind her, her expression softened slightly. "…Yue Niang."
"That's a beautiful name," Su Peijiu murmured.
Yue Niang seemed to fall into some kind of memory. "There was once someone who called me that."
"That person?"
"The one who made me reckless..." Yue Niang gently placed her left hand over her eyes. "I do not blame him for ignoring me in the end. People... in this life, there should at least be one existence that makes you reckless..."
"Girl, I only wish you do not suffer as I have."
...
"If possible..." Yue Niang softly spoke as Su Peijiu turned to leave, causing Su Peijiu to stop in place.
She heard the female ghost murmur: "If possible, if that person were still alive, tell him one thing: Yue Niang never regrets following him, from Mingyue Bay to Cangjian Villa across most of the continent... never regrets... If he has already passed on, then... so be it."
Su Peijiu felt her throat tighten. "…Okay."
As she stepped out of the cave, she tightly clutched a ring in her hand. This was the only token left by Yue Niang. She put the ring on her finger, feeling the weight of centuries of turmoil slowly seep into her heart.
Following the winding vines, she climbed up the slope with a determined posture. At that moment, she had no idea what this ring from Yue Niang truly meant or what fate she was carrying… All she could think about was how to escape from here.
After much effort, she finally reached the top of the slope and sat down on the ground to catch her breath, disregarding her appearance. As she slowly stood up, her gaze brushed past another person who was also standing there, and she froze.
"Are you too surprised to see This King’s beloved?" Qi Mo said with a light laugh as he stepped forward to lift her chin, using his other hand to remove a green leaf from her hair.
Su Peijiu abruptly swatted his hand away, feeling frustrated that he hadn’t even come over to help her after all the struggle she had gone through to climb up. What kind of man was he?
"Is my beloved angry?" Qi Mo raised an eyebrow.
Su Peijiu shot him a glare and walked forward, but unexpectedly felt a large hand wrap around her waist. Before she could react, he pulled her into his embrace. "If my beloved is angry at This King, This King would be heartbroken."
"Desolate King, there are no outsiders here now. You don’t need to pretend to dote on me so much; wouldn’t it be better to show your true self?" She stared at him with her strikingly clear eyes.
Qi Mo looked into those eyes, and something in his heart was suddenly tugged. He gently caressed her eye. "Don’t look at me like that..."
He used "I," which puzzled Su Peijiu. She reached out to push him away. "Have you lost your mind?"
"It’s nothing." He released his hold on her waist and the hand that had been caressing her eye, turning away with a calm tone. "Let’s go."
Su Peijiu stared inexplicably at the figure in front of her, glancing around at the densely growing trees, then looking at the tall man ahead. She decided to follow him. She didn't know where her senior brother was now, so it was better to stay behind him for the time being.
The path was filled with thorns, and her outer garment had been taken by the person in gray cloth, leaving her with only a thin undergarment. The sharp thorns quickly tore through it, and some hard spikes even pierced through the fabric, cutting into her skin and leaving streaks of blood that stained the undergarment red.
However, Su Peijiu did not make a sound. Qi Mo, walking ahead, had been intentionally or unintentionally paying attention to the woman behind him. He couldn't believe there was someone in this world who could evoke such feelings in him—not just based on appearance, but something deeper. The woman behind him reminded him of someone from two years ago in the secret passage...
Eventually, he stopped and turned around, picking up the struggling woman effortlessly: "Walking this slowly, are you trying to buy time for the enemy?"
Su Peijiu hated his sharp tongue and chose not to respond. With someone offering her a free ride, she was glad not to have to walk herself.
Qi Mo indeed moved quickly; it wasn't long before they reached an open path. However, Su Peijiu couldn't feel any joy because a group of men in black stood on the road. The leading man looked extremely familiar; even without his prince's robes and wearing a mask, he couldn't hide his eagle-like piercing gaze.
Qi Mo set Su Peijiu down and subtly positioned himself to shield her behind him. Su Peijiu glanced at him in slight surprise.
"If the prince wants to invite This King for a drink, there's no need for such a grand display," he said with a hint of a smile.
When Yama smiles, someone’s life is surely at stake!
Anyone from Yuan Cang knew that when the Desolate King displayed his signature smile, it meant that someone would soon meet their end—even three-year-old children understood that when the Desolate King smiled, it signified impending doom.
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