15: Chapter 15 The Ghost Bride - Wanwan

At this moment, the Spirit Envoy family card had long been completely saturated by the nether Qi within the Divine Domain, completing its attribute transformation. It shed its original pristine beauty and gained a bit of eerie glamour and chilling gloom.

With a thought in his heart, the evolution routes of the Spirit Ripple Pavilion fully unfolded. His gaze swept across them quickly, and he soon locked onto a most desirable evolutionary path.

[Spirit Envoy → Red-robed Grievous Woman (E), consumes 20,000 Faith Points.]

After using the family card, Su Ming directly recruited five hundred Red-robed Grievous Women.

Crimson gauze curtains danced wildly, dim red lanterns suddenly flared to life, and resentment flowed into a river.

Dark red auras burst from the cracks of the bones on the ground, and a pillar of blood-red light soared into the sky, carrying with it the low murmurs of women and the soft rustling of robes.

Five hundred figures walked out from within. Among them, four hundred and ninety-nine figures were all dressed in scarlet court robes embroidered with dark mandalas. Their brows and eyes were cold and distant, a broken jade hairpin was slanted into their hair, their skin was as white and flawless as jade yet devoid of any trace of blood, and a faint aura of resentment lingered around their bodies.

However, Su Ming's gaze was firmly captured by the very last figure.

She was dressed in a grand red bridal gown embroidered with gold thread and phoenixes, with a red veil covering her head. Only her jawline, which was softly contoured, was exposed. The resentment around her body condensed into a dark red mist of light, several times thicker than that of the Red-robed Grievous Women beside her. She carried a naturally desolate yet majestic aura, her veil still unlifted.

Even so, the moment she appeared, the other four hundred and ninety-nine figures slightly bowed to show their submission.

Su Ming rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "Am I having such explosive luck that I directly summoned a hero unit?!"

"Giggle giggle giggle!"

After the light completely dissipated, a charming laugh echoed around the temple. Immediately afterward, Su Ming felt a wave of fragrant wind wash over him, and a seductive voice sounded beside his ear: "Are you my Divine Lord?"

Finished speaking, she even gently blew into Su Ming's ear, making Su Ming shiver all over.

However, Su Ming's expression immediately turned dignified.

《The 10086th Revised Edition of Human Education, Grimoire of Deities Governing Subordinates》, Page 10, Line 5: To command and rule the family dependents, one must conceal one's shortcomings and reveal one's majesty, and must never lightly leak one's own weaknesses—at the least, it will cause the dependents to harbor contemptuous hearts and lose the thought of awe; at the worst, it will hand others a pretext and shake the foundation of one's own divine authority.

In this world, the loyalty of the family dependents summoned afterwards to the deity was not static, but fluctuated according to the deity's actions and performance. However, as long as the deity did not do things that provoked universal indignation between gods and men, the dependents would not kill the deity, though it was possible that they might slack off in their work.

Therefore, deities all had to learn the arts of governing subordinates.

Su Ming looked indifferently at the family dependent in bridal attire beside him.

Being stared at continuously by Su Ming, her body grew somewhat stiff.

She felt the coercive pressure emanating from Su Ming's body.

This coercive pressure was an innate ability of Su Ming as a deity.

This pressure made her somewhat unable to bear it, and she twisted her body awkwardly.

The charm and coquettishness from just a moment ago instantly vanished, and her body trembled slightly out of control. The red veil on her head swayed gently, her exposed jawline tightened rigidly, and the dark red mist of light around her body also became chaotic and dimmed by a few shades.

She subconsciously took half a step back. The resentment previously lingering around her body was tightly suppressed by the pressure, making even her breathing sluggish, and she completely lost the confidence to actively approach and make frivolous probings as she had just done.

"Audacious." Su Ming's voice was not loud, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty. Void of any extra emotion, it caused the eerie wind throughout the entire divine temple to suddenly stall. The bowing angles of the other Red-robed Grievous Women became even lower, not daring to even draw a loud breath.

Sensing Su Ming's anger, Ah Da's gaze toward this woman also carried obvious dissatisfaction.

The auras of the nether soldiers began to converge onto Ah Da, and then the accumulated pressure rolled over toward the woman beside Su Ming.

Her heart chilled, and she hurriedly retracted all thoughts of contempt, bending her knees to kneel on the ground. Her voice carried a trace of imperceptible trembling, yet she still maintained a measure of respect: "This subordinate has lost her composure; I hope the Divine Lord will forgive me."

The resentment around her body was completely retracted, leaving only that streak of grand red bridal gown, which under the dim and cold light appeared all the more desolate and gorgeous, yet devoid of any trace of provocation.

Seeing this, the rest of the Red-robed Grievous Women simultaneously bent their knees and bowed. Their movements were as light as floating catkins, and not a sound was made as their robes fluttered slightly. The coldness between their brows and eyes faded a bit, replaced by a touch of reverence. Their tones were neat and respectful, carrying a unique, cold etherealness: "We pay our respects to the Divine Lord!"

Su Ming did not let them rise immediately, instead looking coldly at the kneeling family dependents.

He brought up the attribute panel of the family dependent in bridal attire beside him.

[Name: Ghost Bride (Elite)]

[Potential: D+]

[Race: Nether]

[Realm: Extraordinary Stage One]

[Skills]

Crimson Attire Grievous Body: Exempts ordinary physical attacks, immune to all kinds of bewitching charms, and leaks resentment to counterattack opponents when struck.

Crimson Silk Soul-Lock: Waves a sky full of scarlet silk ribbons, imprisoning the enemy's physical body and soul, sealing the operation of moves while simultaneously drawing the opponent's soul essence to nourish oneself.

Crimson Attire Binding (Domain Skill): Spreads a domain with matrimonial resentment, weaving a large-scale invisible crimson phantom realm. All enemies within the domain continuously suffer from resentment erosion, continuously depleting their stamina and strength.

Blood-Weeping Beauty: {Missing unlock conditions}

[Equipment: Phoenix Crown Grievous Rosy Clouds, Weeping Makeup Red Silk]

[Introduction: A woman who died with grievances after being framed by treacherous villains on her wedding day. Her soul was saturated by the yin qi of the netherworld and refined by the origin of the nether, transforming into a Ghost Bride.]

"It really is a hero!" Su Ming looked at the Ghost Bride's panel in disbelief.

You must know that even for True Gods, hero family dependents were extremely precious. Yet Su Ming, counting every single day, had been a deity for less than ten days and had already obtained two hero family dependents. If others were to know about this, they would probably go mad with envy.

Seeing that the Ghost Bride's body trembled slightly, Su Ming then coldly spoke up:

"Rise!"

After saying this, Su Ming also retracted his coercive pressure.

Hearing Su Ming's words and sensing the dissipated pressure, the Ghost Bride finally heaved a sigh of relief in her heart.

Toward Su Ming, she never dared to tease him again.

Su Ming looked at the Ghost Bride before him and asked: "Do you have a name?"

"Divine Lord, this humble woman's name is Wawan." The Ghost Bride stood with her head lowered, her voice soft and lingering, concealing a trace of cautious submissiveness.

"Wawan! From now on, you don't need to refer to yourself as this humble woman; you can address me directly."

Hearing these words, Wawan was instantly stunned.

Having grown up in a world where distinctions of status were strictly enforced, she had long been accustomed to women being humble and reserved, keeping their heads down and eyes submissive in all matters. She had always referred to herself as this humble woman and never dared to overstep boundaries by even a fraction.

At this moment, suddenly hearing such words, her eyes were filled with astonishment, and a touch of deep emotion gradually welled up on her pristine and beautiful face.

"Thank you, Divine Lord!" Wawan's tone was filled with emotion.

"What is going on here?!" Su Ming was a bit dumbfounded; he sensed that Wawan had actually become a True Believer.

"What did I just say to make her so moved? She actually directly became a True Believer?"

Su Ming thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out.

Whether in his present life or past life, although the world he lived in still had distinctions of status, it was after all not a feudal society. Therefore, Su Ming could not understand Wawan's thoughts at this moment.