The Ghost Insists on Giving Me a Beautiful and Powerful Wife! - Chapter 38.2

Before the female corpse could continue to mock Yu Ruoyin, Yu Ruoyin suddenly lifted her leg and charged at her. She was still dripping blood, her arms were covered in crimson blood, her eyes were red, her nails were gradually lengthening, and her body was becoming lighter, making her look like a ghost.

Yu Ruoyin caught up to the female corpse, opened her mouth, and lunged to bite her. The female corpse dodged backward.

“Stop!”

With Yu Ruoyin’s command, another phantom on her body became clearer.

The Yin Suppression Talisman on her chest ignited. Borrowing the yin fire, the chains multiplied and became stiffer. They suddenly wrapped around the female corpse.

The female corpse was caught off guard, her entire body entangled by the chains, and her skin was scraped off by the chains.

With her skin completely gone, she looked like a blood-red bug that could only wriggle.

The flowing blood was slightly black. Rotten flesh mixed with blood and meat dropped down. The air was thick with the stench of a corpse, but Yu Ruoyin was oblivious. She grabbed the female corpse’s neck, her nails sinking into the dead flesh, and her teeth found the most vulnerable spot, biting down hard. She then took another Yin Borrowing Talisman and placed it on her chest. The yin energy on the female corpse was rapidly disappearing.

Her body was absorbing the female corpse’s yin energy at an alarming speed. Her pupils grew redder, her nails grew longer, and her strength increased.

The chains were slowly disappearing, but the female corpse was completely trapped and unable to move.

The female corpse’s eyes widened in terror. The dead flesh struggled incessantly but could only face an increasingly weak body.

She stared incredulously at Yu Ruoyin, who was biting her: “Aren’t you afraid of turning into a ghost?”

Yu Ruoyin ignored her and gripped her even tighter.

It seemed she would absolutely not stop until she had drained the last bit of yin energy from her.

The female corpse finally panicked: “Bitch!”

Yu Ruoyin turned a deaf ear to the insult, her hands still gripping the female corpse tightly.

The moment Yu Ruoyin let go of the female corpse, she tore a long strip of flesh from the neck with her hands and mouth, leaving only bone on the neck.

Yu Ruoyin threw the flesh on the ground, spat out the meat in her mouth, and stared fiercely at the female corpse: “Why… why are you trying to steal her from me?”

“Lunatic!”

The female corpse couldn’t help but curse her.

Yu Ruoyin tried to move closer to the female corpse, but a pile of bones suddenly flew over, wrapped around the female corpse’s body, like a layer of white armor coating her.

Yin energy poured endlessly from the white bones, continuously feeding into the female corpse’s body.

Both of Yu Ruoyin’s Yin Borrowing Talismans ignited, unable to absorb any more yin energy.

Seeing the talismans burn, the female corpse laughed heartily: “So, that’s all you’ve got.”

Yu Ruoyin suddenly snapped out of it. The female corpse was the living sacrifice of the formation. As long as the formation wasn’t broken, she would continuously gain new power.

So that was it.

Yu Ruoyin threw out a piece of Moon-Flower paper, stained it with her own blood, and pounced.

The Moon-Flower paper quickly took the shape of a ball. The moment she finished the stroke, the Moon-Flower paper curled up, shrinking into a sphere.

Top-tier Art Witches could form objects without paper, and skilled Art Witches could draw whatever they thought of. Yu Ruoyin didn’t have that kind of ability, but this technique of turning Moon-Flower paper into a small object was only an entry-level skill. With the help of Jiang Huaining’s bone brush, she had no chance of failure.

She rushed forward again, taking advantage of the female corpse’s power not yet being fully restored.

Yu Ruoyin’s current body was almost completely ghost-like, her power increased by countless times. She put the bone brush into her satchel and forcefully smashed her fist towards the female corpse.

The corpse qi the female corpse struck back with was blocked by the Red Jade Fruit, but her Yu Ruoyin’s fist was not something the white bones could withstand.

She shattered the white bones at the female corpse’s chest, and the bones stabbed into her flesh. Yu Ruoyin simply pushed more bones in with force.

Bone splinters pierced the flesh and lodged between the ribs.

Even a corpse that had died once still felt excruciating pain.

The female corpse quickly fled, just waiting for her yin energy to recover, then she would bite off Yu Ruoyin’s neck.

Yu Ruoyin chased after her. She was a living sacrifice, and the area where the bound corpse could flee was small. Yu Ruoyin now had the speed of a ghost and quickly caught up to her.

She grabbed the female corpse’s head, her nails sinking into her skull, and crushed the brain bone with force.

Next were the neck, shoulder, arms… Taking advantage of the female corpse’s yin energy not yet recovering, she crushed all her bones and flesh, then poured them into the paper ball, and smashed it onto the ground, again and again. She kept repeating the action, as if tormenting the female corpse would make her heart feel better.

She muttered: “Don’t steal, don’t steal mine.”

“Lunatic, you are a lunatic!”

The female corpse was practically going crazy. This was the first time she regretted appearing before Yu Ruoyin.

Moon-Flower paper was a treasure, and the white jade bone brush was an even greater treasure. With the objects they drew, and Yu Ruoyin intent on trapping her, she was now crushed into a paste-like state, making it difficult to escape.

The female corpse could only speed up the absorption of yin energy. She struggled to break free from Yu Ruoyin’s hand, taking the paper ball with her.

Yu Ruoyin chased after her reluctantly, her eerie and cold eyes somewhat terrifying.

She looked mentally unstable, and her appearance was abnormal, like a ghost.

No, she was a malevolent ghost now.

The female corpse went from hunter to prey, screaming hysterically: “Go away!”

The paper ball darted across the ground, bouncing up and down, fleeing in extreme distress.

She suddenly remembered the treasure in the coffin and violently rushed towards it. Just as she pushed open a crack, surging yin energy instantly filled her body, and it didn’t stop even after filling her body. The yin energy increased, almost to the point of exploding her soul.

Yu Ruoyin quickly stepped forward, closed the coffin, and violently slapped the paper ball away.

The bouncing paper ball rapidly expanded in mid-air, and the entangled white bones were still transmitting yin energy into the paper ball.

Yu Ruoyin raised her hand to grab the paper ball back, but just as her long nails touched it, she heard a loud sound.

Bang!

The paper ball exploded.

Not just the paper ball, but the mud-like flesh and shattered bones inside were completely pulverized, and even the soul vanished without a trace.

The female corpse seemed to have been burst by the yin energy.

The formation clearly…

There were no more traces of the female corpse in the air. This allowed Yu Ruoyin to slowly regain her consciousness. It was only then that she noticed the pile of white bones on the ground rapidly disappearing. The spot where the female corpse had been standing was burning, leaving only black smoke, and even the yin energy in the air was much thinner.

A link in the living sacrifice seemed to have been inadvertently broken by her. Did that mean that this place was actually close to the altar at the center of the formation?

Otherwise, a living sacrifice would not appear here.

Did that mean the power of the ghosts would also be weakened?

Yu Ruoyin’s heart suddenly felt much lighter. She suddenly felt that she was somewhat useful, not so worthless.

Except… it was still because of Jiang Huaining.

She lowered her head and took out a tissue, first making sure there was no bloodstain on the coffin that could seep through, and then pushed the coffin open.

Yu Ruoyin had not brought a blanket with her, but she had brought a few sets of clean clothes.

She originally wanted to pull out the blood-stained blanket and wrap Jiang Huaining in clean clothes, but the light had been poor just now and she couldn’t see clearly. Now that she opened the coffin, she realized she had bled too much earlier. The blood had spread, staining Jiang Huaining’s feet and trouser legs. There was also blood on her from where she had crawled over, and even on her neck.

Yu Ruoyin couldn’t possibly change all of Jiang Huaining’s clothes in this ghostly place. She lowered her head guiltily: “I’m, I’m sorry.”

Jiang Huaining was still fast asleep, and in the quiet environment, she could hear Jiang Huaining’s steady breathing.

This was absolutely not the time to admire her, yet she couldn’t take her eyes away.

Yu Ruoyin firmly believed that she must not have seen Jiang Huaining for a long time, so she couldn’t bear to blink, staring intently at the person in the coffin.

The coldness of the coffin couldn’t drive her away, and the eerie environment couldn’t scare her off.

The sleeping Jiang Huaining’s eyes and brows were gentle, lacking some of her usual solemnity.

She was truly beautiful.

Worthy of everyone fighting for.

Fighting…

Yu Ruoyin couldn’t stand that word, even if she thought of it herself.

She looked at Jiang Huaining, whispering, “You are mine.”

She leaned over the edge of the coffin, and her hand reached in.

Before touching Jiang Huaining, she withdrew it. Her hand hadn’t been properly cleaned yet.

Yu Ruoyin leaned against the coffin, silently gazing at Jiang Huaining, and repeated after a long time: “You can only be mine.”

She closed the coffin again, tied the ropes, and carried Jiang Huaining on her back.

Her ghost-like body couldn’t feel much weight. Yu Ruoyin pressed her palms to the coffin lid, feeling secure only when she felt the icy coldness filling her hands.

Good.

Jiang Huaining was still here.

The yin wind was still blowing, and Yu Ruoyin was lost.

She called out softly in the darkness: “Nanhe! Granny Zhuang! Sister Yue!”

She didn’t get a response. Suddenly, a voice drifted towards her: “Sister, Sister, can you help me find my eyes?”

The sudden sound in the silence was startling. Yu Ruoyin abruptly turned her head. A little girl stood there, she didn’t know when. She looked very fragile, small and thin. Her face was also very delicate, but her eye sockets were empty, which looked terrifying, and she had no vitality on her.

“Sister…”

Just as the little girl called out to Yu Ruoyin, Yu Ruoyin’s hand had already reached out and gripped her neck.

The yin energy did not dissipate quickly. Her body was still that of a ghost, and she easily snapped the little girl’s neck, blocking all her words.

The little girl’s neck was crushed in her palm, gradually transforming into a paper doll.

Sure enough, it wasn’t a human.

Yu Ruoyin tore the paper doll to shreds, crumpled the scraps into a ball, and threw it away.

“Xiaoyu.” A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind her, and then her sleeve was pulled: “I finally found you.”

Nanhe.

It was actually quite difficult to impersonate Nanhe. Nanhe was very gentle, always speaking softly, and most importantly, she carried Buddha qi.

A qi that ghosts would fear.

The moment she touched her sleeve, Yu Ruoyin knew she was the real Nanhe.

Yu Ruoyin pulled her sleeve away, pursing her lips: “Hot.”

Nanhe’s palm held a shimmering golden pattern. She must have been fooled many times on the way, which was why she was now radiating Buddha qi to determine identity.

However, Yu Ruoyin was also a ghost now. Although her ghost-like body wasn’t a real ghost, and most of the talisman methods wouldn’t harm her, Buddha qi was different.

“A ghost?”

Nanhe raised her hand intending to slap Yu Ruoyin, but feeling the aura of the yin wood, she stopped.

She also recognized that this was the real Yu Ruoyin: “Xiaoyu, how did you turn into a ghost?”

“The Yin Borrowing Talismans absorbed too much ghostly qi. I’ll be able to change back later.”

“How could that be? Your Yin Borrowing Talisman can only…” Before Nanhe could finish, she noticed the pen tucked into Yu Ruoyin’s satchel. The familiar aura startled her: “Boss Jiang is awake?”

“Not exactly.”

Yu Ruoyin refused to say more.

Nanhe didn’t press the question, she had already sensed who the pen belonged to.

There was a brief silence between them. Yu Ruoyin took the initiative to break the ice: “Did you find the altar?”

Nanhe nodded, pointing to the west: “Over there.”

Yu Ruoyin hummed and walked in the direction Nanhe pointed.

The further they walked in that direction, the more things they encountered.

If not ghosts, then paper dolls.

Of course, their level wasn’t very high, incomparable to that female corpse.

In every case, as soon as they spoke, Yu Ruoyin would crush them.

Nanhe endured for a long time but finally couldn’t help but call out to Yu Ruoyin: “Xiaoyu.”

Yu Ruoyin stopped. Nanhe hesitated: “You… what’s wrong with you?”

“I’m scared.”

She didn’t lie to Nanhe.

Yu Ruoyin was inherently weak and timid. She was forced to stand here. Let alone powerful ghosts, even weak ones scared her.

Because she was too scared and didn’t want to lose momentum, she struck first.

Once they dissipated, they couldn’t scare her anymore.

Nanhe still felt something was wrong. She spoke haltingly: “Perhaps, perhaps… Xiaoyu, we could keep one to ask about the situation.”

“Do you think they would talk?” Yu Ruoyin asked, then felt her question was inappropriate, and rephrased: “Do you think they can talk?”

The ghosts here were less powerful than the ones before.

One appeared every short distance they walked, and the number of paper dolls and ghosts was exactly the same.

Having witnessed the female corpse’s power, Yu Ruoyin didn’t think these were the capable assistants of the person behind the scenes. They seemed more like individual monitors placed at the entrance to the passage. Perhaps the mastermind was watching them through their eyes.

Yu Ruoyin took a breath, her hand reaching into her satchel, tightly gripping Mei Jingwan’s mingpai and the white jade bone brush.

The altar was right ahead. Was the truth also right ahead?

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