What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

“I understand.” An Chen chuckled and continued to look around.

"Is the underworld big?" He paused, then took a piece of wood out of his pocket.

This is something Meng Ninghua gave him.

On this trip, An Chen and Jiu Ge will also help Meng Ninghua pinpoint her enemy.

“I haven’t been to many places.” Li En straightened up and rubbed his waist.

"Yeah, it's nothing." An Chen pulled Jiu Ge down to squat down with him.

Burning that many spirit coins probably won't cause any problems.

If the maximum score for luck is 100, then An Chen and Jiu Ge's current level of luck is at least 100 times that.

"Alright, I'm here." Li En waved to An Chen and Jiu Ge.

Several strange flames rose up, and a few strange spirits appeared to his right.

“Just follow them.” Li En pointed to several spirits who were barely able to maintain their own will and were on the verge of losing their minds, and said.

Except in special circumstances, spirits who insist on remaining in the mortal realm generally have their own obsessions.

If these spirits stay in the mortal realm for too long, they will gradually dissipate.

If you're lucky, you might be able to go down to a place with heavy yin energy nearby.

Those with bad luck will simply vanish into thin air.

Chapter 312 The Truth (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)

After following those delirious spirits for a short while, An Chen and Jiu Ge saw a black vortex on the ground.

The vortex varied in size and looked unstable, as if it might disappear at any moment.

One by one, the numb-faced spirits jumped down, and An Chen and Jiu Ge followed suit.

Unlike the feeling of jumping into the Man-Eating Mountain, when Jiuge entered the Black Vortex, she only felt her body was light and airy.

When I landed on the ground, I felt completely relaxed.

"There are hospitals and residential buildings in the underworld too." She gripped An Chen's hand tightly, looking around nervously.

Unlike the mortal realm, the underworld is dark in color.

The distant mountains are gray-black, as are the nearby water sources and trees.

Looking around, everything seemed shrouded in a hazy mist.

"It seems the underworld is slowly evolving too," An Chen shrugged and muttered.

Although it looks a bit outdated and dilapidated, the parts that can be seen so far are still quite close to modern.

"Perhaps the ancient ones aren't in this area." Jiuge exhaled and looked around.

Fear as it may be, and cowardice as it may be, this kind of experience in the underworld is not something that ordinary people can have.

“That makes sense.” An Chen nodded.

The other spirits who came with them earlier were not with them; they had probably ended up somewhere else.

Jiuge first looked to the left, then to the right.

She seemed to see someone, but then again, she didn't.

"Where do you live? Why are you unfamiliar faces?" Suddenly, a female voice sounded behind An Chen and Jiu Ge.

A woman dressed in old clothes appeared behind the two of them at some point.

"Alas!" Jiuge's body stiffened.

Upon hearing this, An Chen immediately pulled Jiu Ge around.

He calmly observed the woman and said, "She came from the south and accidentally ended up here."

"..." The woman remained expressionless.

She shifted her body and stretched her neck towards Jiuge with all her might: "Your face is so beautiful? Did you have plastic surgery or are you born with it?"

"Innate, genetic."

After being terrified to the extreme, Jiuge calmed down.

"How did he die? So young." The woman's face remained expressionless.

According to the underworld, spirits who can freely adjust their physical age are still a minority.

For this reason, she directly assumed that Jiuge belonged to the category of those who died young.

"I... I accidentally drank the wrong medicine, and when I woke up, I was already dead." Jiu Ge began to lie with a troubled expression.

"Pfft." An Chen covered his mouth, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

"So that's how it is, he died from taking the wrong medicine." The woman sighed sadly.

After sighing, she turned her head to look at An Chen: "What about you?"

“I’m the same as her,” An Chen replied calmly.

“That’s not what I’m asking.” The woman’s eyes were filled with resentment.

"You're not bad looking either, did you get plastic surgery?" She stared intently, as if trying to pop her eyeballs out.

“No, it’s hereditary, just like her.” An Chen pointed at Jiu Ge.

He couldn't quite understand why this woman was so obsessed with plastic surgery.

The woman remained silent.

She continued to stare intently at An Chen and Jiu Ge, her eyes filled with a sinister light.

"We're leaving now." An Chen took Jiu Ge's hand again, ready to leave.

"Are you two husband and wife?" The woman acted as if she hadn't heard An Chen's words.

“Yes.” An Chen nodded.

"If you're coming from the south, you can go back by following that path." The woman turned to the side and pointed to a dingy path on the edge of the hospital.

"Thank you," Jiuge said politely.

Turning around, she grabbed An Chen's hand without looking back and strode onto the road the woman had pointed out.

The flowers and plants were all gray and gloomy, as were the trees.

No matter which way you go, you can't see any particularly vibrant places.

Aren't you afraid she'll lie to us?

On the way, An Chen curiously looked at Jiu Ge.

Perhaps he was overthinking it, but Jiu Ge didn't seem so scared now.

“We burned so many spirit coins,” Jiuge said softly.

“That’s true.” An Chen nodded.

"Why didn't you think of burning so many spirit coins when you were trying to catch the phantom? Maybe you could have caught it then?" Jiuge turned her head and looked at An Chen curiously.

“I tried, but I didn’t have that many spirit coins back then, and I wasn’t that powerful either,” An Chen replied after a moment’s hesitation.

“The morning I first spoke to you, I had a high fever,” he added after a moment’s thought.

That same day, An Chen encountered the phantom clone.

“That’s true.” Jiu Ge mimicked An Chen’s tone.

"You erased your parents' memories, but what about your other friends?" she asked casually, observing the dark grass on the ground.

Gradually, Jiuge has revealed a lot about herself, including the opportunity for independence that she fought for for a very long time.

But even now, she still doesn't seem to know much about An Chen's past.

“My relationships with other friends aren’t that close, and I’ve tampered with their memories as well. I usually avoid them as well,” An Chen answered frankly.

"Who is your best friend?" Jiuge thought of the photo she had seen.

“His name was Lin An. He was my best friend since childhood, and also the best brother to me. As you know, he is no longer alive, having lost his life to protect me.” An Chen said, his expression tinged with sadness.

"He can also communicate with spirits?" Jiuge tried to sort out her thoughts.

"Yeah, he was way better than me back then. He taught me a lot of things. But I don't know why, Phantom ended up targeting me. Maybe, as they say, I have huge potential." Just like Li En before him, An Chen laughed self-deprecatingly.

“Of course, I didn’t mean for Phantom to target him. I just… felt that I was too weak back then, so for the past three years, I’ve been desperately improving myself for revenge.” He added, seemingly afraid that Jiuge would misunderstand.

"Then was his soul stolen?" Jiuge felt that things were slowly becoming clearer.

She pursed her lips, feeling somewhat sad.

"Yes, it was stolen. The reason I'm safe and sound now is not only because they thought I hadn't reached my full potential, but also because Lin An... transferred all his spiritual power to me before he left. His obsession and spiritual power merged together to form a protective shield." An Chen sighed and looked up at the gray sky.

If he had possessed the strength he has now back then, Lin An probably wouldn't have sacrificed himself for him.

If An Chen had been hardworking and strong enough back then, he wouldn't have needed to be protected.

As the deadly attack came, Lin An spread his arms to block it.

Since then, An Chen has often dreamed of that scene.

If he could turn back time, he hoped that he, who was less capable back then, would have taken the initiative to sever ties with Lin An.

If he had done that, perhaps the tragedy wouldn't have affected him...

Chapter 313 You Be the Black Impermanence, I'll Be the White Impermanence (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

An Chen and Jiu Ge walked along the gray path for a long time without seeing the end.

Every now and then, men, women, and children with expressionless faces would appear by the roadside.

Most people walked forward with their heads down, and there wasn't much communication between them.

"Will people be less conscious after going down there?" Jiuge looked around warily.

Imagining herself in this state after she dies, she finds it hard to accept.