Mythology Returns! Starting with Folklore and Strange Tales

Chapter 73 You've Already Decided to Die! (Fourth Update, Requesting First Subscription)

With just one sip, the female ghost's face and features were completely torn off.

Her memory of what happened after that was not very clear, but before she died, she could vaguely feel herself being chewed and torn apart. When she woke up again, she was already inside this wedding dress.

In the days that followed, whenever a newcomer arrived, she would come out late at night to help them with their makeup.

The usual practice was that every innocent young girl would be torn apart by the top scholar, and very few would survive until the next day. As for the women who had been married before, regardless of age, although they would be humiliated for a night, they would be able to leave the mansion safely to ensure the safety of their unborn children.

Because she was bound to this wedding dress, the female ghost was fairly familiar with the weddings in the top scholar's mansion, but she wasn't very clear about anything else.

"He's a pitiful person too!" Zhang Wei said frankly. "Since that thing wasn't even human and even tried to murder you, I'll definitely help you get revenge. But aren't you hiding something? If those girls all died at the hands of the top scholar, then where did all these wronged souls in your ghost realm come from? I believe you should have an explanation that can convince me, right?"

The female ghost fell silent.

She never expected to be interrogated like this after such a tragic and pitiful past.

Aren't you suddenly feeling incredibly kind? Just play the good guy to the end and vow to avenge me. Why think so much?

She didn't want to answer, but the chains binding her tightened, even branching out to burrow into her monstrous body: "I had no choice. I was forced into this. They discovered me, and they demanded that I kill those remnants of the previous dynasty who had infiltrated under false identities tonight. If I didn't comply, they threatened to hand me over to that monster. I don't want to see it. I never want to see it again!"

"So, you still killed someone!"

Zhang Weicai didn't care about the remnants of the previous dynasty or the Qing dynasty's legitimacy. He believed that leaving such a resentful creature in the mortal realm was wrong, and that it had harmed people; it was simply courting death. He said, "I will help you avenge your grievances, but before that, you should go down and wait for it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bloodlust in the room instantly subsided.

A powerful aura surged from his body, and the violent crimson color engulfed the female ghost like a sandstorm in the desert.

A string of lies.

Avoid the heavy and do the light.

If you've hurt someone, then go die again. If you're so capable, come back and get him!

The tightly bound female ghost, like a workpiece in a sandblasting workshop, gradually shrank, vanished, and disappeared in the blood-red storm.

Her remaining Yin energy and the Ghost Domain were gathered by the Blood Fiend before they could collapse, and impurities were removed in a millstone-like spinning blood mist, providing a negligible help for the perfection of the Yazi Technique.

[The Ancestor's Gaze: The Ghost Bride, Reward: Pure Yang]

A single breath of pure yang energy renders one impervious to heat and cold; cultivating a pure yang body makes even demons and monsters retreat in fear.

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[Since the traveler already possesses the Pure Yang lower-level spell True Yang Arrow, the two spells are combined and now changed to the spell: (Blazing Sun)]

[By condensing blood into vital energy, one strengthens the body, using the body as a vessel to traverse thousands of miles. With blood and energy like the smoke of war, and a body as strong as a mountain lord, one is immune to all poisons. Vengeful spirits are harmed upon sight, and die upon contact. Using blood in rituals surpasses countless yang objects. At the height of mastery, one can transform into a miniature sun, covering dozens of miles, dispelling evil and darkness, and illuminating all things.]

This female ghost doesn't seem to have any particularly powerful abilities, yet she was able to unleash a spell!

Although it has the fusion bonus of True Yang Arrow, the blazing sun still requires a sufficient foundation of pure Yang Qi to be successful. Otherwise, even if the two are combined, it will only be an enhanced version of the spell rather than a magic spell.

Skills, techniques, and spells are all progressive, but the difference between each level is as vast as the difference between a worker and a boss—it's insurmountable.

Even in a massive organization like the Weather Bureau, the new recruits under the Genius Clause are only given skills, not spells. Spells can be exchanged for in the library using indicators, but spells are completely invisible.

Zhang Wei didn't know if it was because he didn't have the necessary authority or for some other reason, but this was the case even in the Meteorological Bureau, which showed how precious magic was!

With another spell in hand, Zhang Wei was eager to get started.

Immediately following the method in mind, he circulated the Yang Qi, which was scattered and gathered under his tongue and at his fingertips, through his meridians throughout his body.

The warm air weakened as it flowed through Zhang Wei's meridians, while a surge of intense warmth rose from his body, dispelling the lingering chill of the eerie creature in the room. In less than a minute, the smell of burning flesh emanated from his inner garment.

Faintly visible, with Zhang Wei as the center, the air within half a meter of his body was scorched, distorted, and rose. A layer of transparent air waves surrounded his body, and as time went by, the heat waves began to gradually radiate outwards. Moreover, Zhang Wei's body even began to faintly emit a bright light!

Noticing this, he quickly stopped the experiment.

He didn't want to attract that cannibalistic top scholar prematurely; good things should be saved for the auspicious moment of celebration!

Having dealt with the female ghost, Zhang Wei, maintaining a cautious approach, searched the room again but found no other objects hiding eerie or malevolent spirits. Recalling the casual conversation the maids had overheard earlier, Zhang Wei roughly understood that the wedding dress ghost was a minor monster used to assess travelers who were discovered entering the top scholar's mansion.

Those who cannot overcome this will naturally die and perish.

Those who can manage will wait until dawn to face off against the cannibalistic top scholar!

It's because the resentment absorbed by this wedding dress has condensed into a ghostly realm, making the entrance to the Scholar's Mansion a little bit more difficult!

Having understood all this, Zhang Wei slept much more peacefully.

Silent all night.

At dawn, the chattering maids pushed open the door, and when they noticed the figure sitting by the bed, dressed in a wedding gown and veiled, their smiling faces quickly turned pale.

They said they would come back if they survived last night.

But since the master got married, apart from the first six months or so, fewer and fewer of the remaining relatives have been able to survive this ordeal. Recently, we haven't seen any outsiders with this ability for more than two months.

Of course, despite their fright, they dared not utter a single word.

Following the familiar procedure, several trembling maids helped Zhang Wei out of the room and into the cramped sedan chair. Through the red veil formed by malevolent energy, Zhang Wei watched a group of short sedan chair bearers and the wedding procession circling the Zhuangyuan Mansion with music and fanfare.

As the townspeople, including the starving villagers, gathered at the gate, waiting for the steward's wife and servants to scatter large amounts of silver coins and food, the group pounced on the food like hungry tigers, while loudly praising the scholar's kindness and benevolence.

Then the sedan chair circled back to the back gate and entered a courtyard. With the help of the maids, Zhang Wei was escorted to the bedside. Then, with the sound of branches rustling at the gate, the playful noise faded away, and everything returned to silence!