Primordial Era: I, Emperor Donghua, establish the Immortal Court

Chapter 8 Master's Wife, Don't Be Afraid, I'm Blind

"Junior Sister!"

You Su shouted, interrupting his junior sister's feeding.

"Senior brother, you're awake!" The junior sister removed her hand from the rotting flesh, her eyes wide with surprise and delight.

It stood beside You Su's bed, like a rotting mountain of flesh.

Am I awake... or am I asleep again? But wasn't my master's wife already slit my throat?

Thinking this, You Su suddenly felt a strange sensation on her neck, as if something was crawling on it... many, more than one... a little itchy, and a little painful...

You Su reached out and touched it, his hand was slippery. He quickly lifted his hand and saw that there was a fat worm stuck to it!

You Su panicked instantly, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt like crying. He desperately wanted to shake his head off, to tear all those worms off his neck! He wanted to curse his monster junior sister!

But he couldn't do that; he could only pretend nothing was wrong and scrape his insect-covered hands off the edge of the bed.

"Junior sister, what's that on my neck? It feels so strange," You Su asked worriedly, her face pale and sickly.

"Senior brother, this is a golden silkworm that Master's wife specially found for you. It's currently repairing your wounds. There was a misunderstanding between you and Master's wife earlier... but it's all over now. Be careful not to pull the golden silkworm off."

As he spoke, he picked up the silkworm that You Su had secretly scraped off the ground and carefully placed it on You Su's wound, which was covered with countless fleshy worms. Feeling the worms biting, You Su felt like dying.

"Oh right, Senior Brother! You haven't taken this Spirit Strengthening Pill yet! Although the wound is fine, you've lost a lot of qi and blood. This pill can help you replenish it." As she spoke, the junior sister pinched the piece of rotten flesh and held it to You Su's mouth.

You Su felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly said, "Junior Sister, wait a minute! I can take this medicine myself. Cough cough, Senior Brother is a little thirsty, could you please boil some water for me?"

Upon hearing this, the junior sister narrowed her six symmetrical fish eyes slightly, staring intently at You Su. You Su slightly closed her eyes, blurring her vision to avoid eye contact with her junior sister.

After staring for a while, the junior sister finally looked away, placed the rotten flesh on a plate on the bedside table, and said, "I'll go boil some water, senior brother, don't try anything funny." Then she slowly crawled out of the room, looking back every few steps.

You Su struggled to get up, leaned against the headboard, and nervously pondered how to deal with the rotting flesh.

Should I throw it away or hide it? Will my junior sister find out? Am I really going to eat it? No! Absolutely not! This doesn't look like something a human could eat!

You Su made up her mind and was about to lift the cotton wadding to hide it under the bed board when she suddenly realized something was wrong!

Because the light that had been streaming into the room suddenly went completely dark! Something huge had blocked the light!

You Su suddenly felt a guilty conscience and slowly turned his head to look.

Eight enormous tentacles, blotting out the sky, hovered around him, poised to strike. The tentacles were a dark reddish-gray, covered in a viscous, coppery-green liquid, and filled with exaggerated, trumpet-shaped suckers. Each one twisted cautiously, like eight venomous snakes eyeing their prey, their bodies gleaming with a dark and dangerous phosphorescent green light.

You Su followed the tentacles to the end, where a snow-white fairy dress, ethereal as a cloud, stood. The owner of the dress was not a holy fairy, but a filthy, deformed, dark red mass of flesh.

Its flesh was constantly flowing, like a bizarre vortex. Only at the head, there were two orbs of light that could be called "eyes" that remained in place. You Su glanced at the orbs of light and couldn't look away.

Through those eyes, he seemed to see people setting themselves on fire, people frantically eating those things, and people shedding tears of blood as they trembled and plunged daggers into the hearts of their loved ones.

It seems to be the source of all confusion.

"You saw it?"

The teacher's wife's voice was hollow and ethereal, not coming from in front of him, but resounding directly in You Su's mind.

Coming to his senses, You Su turned his gaze away and said in a trembling voice:

"Don't be afraid, Master's wife. I'm blind, what could I see..."

"Do you want to see it?"

"Of course."

"Then take the Spirit-Stabilizing Pill."

The master's wife's tone left no room for doubt. You Su even felt that if he hesitated even slightly, his newly reattached neck would immediately break again.

Just as You Su was at his wit's end, the eight terrifying tentacles suddenly retracted, their power diminished, and hovered beneath his master's wife.

"Master's wife, what brings you here?"

It turns out it was my junior sister who came back.

The junior sister, carrying a pot of hot water, sensed the eerie atmosphere in the room and quickly crawled to her senior brother's side, asking with concern, "Senior brother, did your mistress do anything to you?"

You Su silently smoothed out the turned-up bed sheet: "No, my master's wife just came to check on my injuries."

"That's good. Your master's wife didn't hurt you on purpose. There was some misunderstanding between you. You don't blame her, do you?"

"Hehe... How could I blame my master's wife?" You Su forced a smile.

Relieved, the junior sister poured You Su a bowl of hot water. Even in summer, faint white steam rose from it, indicating that it had just been boiled. She then thoughtfully tried to cool it down for You Su, but she seemed to have underestimated the power of her mouth. The foul-smelling, cold air she blew out, mixed with saliva, sprayed into the bowl and spilled some hot water, which scalded You Su's hand, making him shudder.

"Ah! Senior brother, I'm sorry!" The junior sister hurriedly put down her bowl, wanting to grab You Su's hand to check it, but hesitated as if she was afraid of something.

Is this monstrous junior sister afraid to touch me because she's afraid that touching me will expose her secret?

"It's nothing." You Su touched the scalded area.

"Come on, senior brother, take your medicine first, then drink your water. Ah..."

The junior sister picked up the trembling, rotting flesh with one hand and held the bowl of murky hot water with the other. You Su watched the rotting flesh approach with utter despair, her mind almost blank, but she still instinctively clenched her teeth.

Suddenly, a resolute voice echoed in You Su's mind—it was his master's wife's voice!

"Eat it."

In the virtual scene behind her junior sister, the eight tentacles were once again suspended in mid-air, dancing wildly! Ready to strike!

You Su steeled her resolve, closed her eyes, and willingly extended her head forward.

Without even chewing, You Su swallowed the rotten flesh whole. Anger and resentment surged within him, and as his face contorted in rage, a vengeful thought suddenly popped into his head! He abruptly reached out to grab his junior sister's plump hand!

You like acting, huh? Let's see how you act now!

"Ouch! What are you doing?"

What do you think I should do?

Wait! This feel... skin like solidified cream, soft as if boneless, so delicate it could be held in one hand... You Su opened her eyes, and there was that familiar chaos again!

The girl broke free of You Su's grip on her wrist, her face flushed with embarrassment. She said angrily, "You were sleeping peacefully, and all I did was pinch your cheek. Is it really necessary to react so strongly?"

Ji Lingruo then ran out in a panic, muttering before leaving: "She really holds a grudge."

Before You Su could stop him, a wave of intense nausea washed over him, and he began to cough violently, retching and gagging until he coughed up a few drops of blood, which provided some relief. He supported himself with one hand and struggled to reach into his clothes with the other to pull out the talisman.

At this moment, the talisman was not only completely black, but also as hot as a burning charcoal.

You Su was panting heavily, completely ignoring the burning pain in his palm, and tightly gripped the Evil-Repelling Token as if he wanted to embed it into his own flesh.

(End of this chapter)