16: Chapter 16 I'm Not an Undead Knight

Su Ming frowned as he looked at the veil on Wawan's face: "Wawan, can't you take off that veil?"

Hearing Su Ming's words, Wawan's body stiffened slightly before she said somewhat coyly: "Divine Lord, please lift the veil for me."

Hearing Wawan's words, Su Ming didn't think much of it and directly reached out to lift Wawan's veil.

The red veil fluttered down, abruptly revealing a stunning, radiant mature woman's face.

Her cold white skin was delicate like jade, her slender phoenix eyes brimmed with bone-deep allure, and the corners of her eyes were a captivating, blushing red.

Her delicate nose was straight, her vermilion red lips were full and vibrant, and her features were lavishly exquisite. Between her brows and eyes, the ghostly chill and mature charm of a spirit were blended together, radiating a breathtaking beauty and an aura that was both stunningly gorgeous and somewhat intimidatingly bewitching.

For a moment, Su Ming was somewhat dazed; this face was already capable of rivaling his own.

This was also the first time Su Ming had seen such a pretty woman, but since Su Ming faced his own divine countenance every day anyway, he quickly recovered.

Moreover, upon closer inspection at this moment, Su Ming realized that Wawan not only had a heaven-defying face, but her figure was also tall and plump, absolutely deserving to be called an angel's face with a devil's body—especially that pair of long legs, which were practically longer than Su Ming's life.

And although the rest of the Red-robed Grievous Women were slightly inferior to Wawan, almost every single one of them was a beauty chosen from one in ten thousand.

However, Su Ming was no pervert; after sizing them up, he cared much more about their abilities.

Su Ming looked at Wawan with some curiosity and asked: "Wawan, if you were to fight Ah Da right now, what percentage of certainty do you have of defeating him?"

As he spoke, Su Ming pointed at Ah Da.

Hearing Su Ming's words, Wawan's gaze turned to Ah Da with a hint of hesitation in her eyes, before she finally said: "Divine Lord, if it's a one-on-one duel, neither of us can do anything to the other; but if he gathers the power of those gloomy fellows like he just did, I am still no match for him."

Seeming to worry that Su Ming would be disappointed, Wawan hurriedly added: "Divine Lord, I was just born now, and my strength is still inferior to his. If I were at the same rank as him, even if he borrows their power, I would still be able to defeat him."

Finished speaking, Wawan looked nervously at Su Ming, terrified of seeing disappointment in his eyes.

However, upon hearing Wawan's words, there was no disappointment whatsoever in Su Ming's eyes; instead, one could say there was pleasant surprise. You must know that a Ghost General was also a hero, and his cultivation had even reached the fourth rank of Transcendence. No matter how one looked at it, Wawan shouldn't have been a match for the Ghost General.

"Is the gap between heroes' tiers really this big?" Su Ming pondered inwardly.

After pondering for a moment, Su Ming patted Wawan on the shoulder: "Good, very good! Tomorrow I will be counting on your performance."

After receiving Su Ming's praise, Wawan's eyes were filled with joy. She looked at Su Ming respectfully and said: "Divine Lord, I will definitely not let you down!"

Su Ming nodded, then his gaze turned to the distant Red-robed Grievous Women.

[Name: Red-robed Grievous Woman]

[Potential: E+]

[Race: Netherworld]

[Realm: Transcendence First Rank]

[Skills]

Grievous Spirit Bone-Binding: Binds the enemy's body, and whipping them will disturb the opponent's soul.

Crimson Gauze Weeping Shadow: Drives grievance energy to transform into a skyful of crimson afterimages to confuse the enemy's vision, while briefly concealing one's own form.

[Equipment: Blood-Weeping Crimson Damask, Nether-Wedding Plain Hairpin]

[Introduction: In ancient times, a woman was forced to hold a ghost marriage with a deceased person. Unreconciled to dying unjustly like this, her pent-up sorrow and resentment refused to disperse, causing her to transform into a red-robed grievous spirit after death. Her bridal gown is as crimson as blood, and her heart is filled with resentment and bitterness as she wanders between the yin and yang realms.]

"Except for Wawan, all of you withdraw first." As Su Ming's divine command fell, Ah Da, along with the crowd of underworld soldiers, Purple Zombies, and Red-robed Grievous Women, did not hesitate in the slightest. Bowing in salute, they left in an orderly fashion.

With the area cleared, Wawan immediately put on a bashful expression, lifting her watery eyes to look at Su Ming with a tender and seductive voice: "Divine Lord, please cherish me~"

Hearing this, Su Ming was taken aback. Looking again at her affectionate expression, he instantly guessed her thoughts, and a trace of speechlessness welled up in the depths of his eyes.

He had never once entertained the notion of being some sort of "Undead Knight"; this Wawan had nothing but messy, jumbled thoughts in her head.

"Put away those absurd thoughts in your head." Su Ming retorted angrily, his tone carrying a hint of seriousness that instantly extinguished Wawan's ambiguous thoughts.

Seeing Su Ming's serious expression, the bashfulness on Wawan's face faded, replaced by a bit of dejection. She obediently reined in her emotions and stood to the side with lowered eyes.

"I kept you behind for this." Saying this, Su Ming raised his fingertip slightly, pointing toward the spirit-refining spring outside the hall.

Following Su Ming's fingertip, Wawan's gaze landed on the spirit-refining spring, and her eyes instantly lit up.

If it were ordinary living beings seeing this ink-colored spirit spring, they would certainly feel disgust and avoid it at all costs. But Wawan was a Netherworld ghost by nature, and at a single glance, she sensed the pure yin energy contained within the spring water, her tone instantly filling with joy: "Divine Lord, do you intend to let me enter this spirit spring to cultivate?"

"Otherwise?" Su Ming raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness.

Tomorrow they would enter the Hanging Secret Realm, and Su Ming planned to supply all the power of the spirit-refining spring to Wawan so that she could boost her strength as quickly as possible.

Having received an affirmative reply, Wawan could no longer hold back. With a flash of her figure, she lightly leaped into the spirit spring, the ink-colored spring water submerging her skirt hem and sending out ripples of faint light. "Hahaha, so comfortable! Divine Lord, do you want to come down together too?" She lay against the edge of the spring, swaying her slender waist and teasingly laughing at Su Ming.

Su Ming completely ignored her banter, his expression turning serious once more: "Cultivate seriously, no fooling around."

"Before long, we still have quite a few tough battles to fight; you must grow strong as soon as possible."

Hearing the words "tough battles", Wawan also put away her playful heart, nodded, obediently closed her eyes, circulated her cultivation method, and absorbed the pure yin energy in the spirit spring with all her might.

The ink-colored spring water trickled down her hair, and a layer of light purple yin mist gradually lingered around her body, her aura also rising slowly and steadily.

Watching Wawan, who was wholeheartedly cultivating, Su Ming withdrew his gaze.

He was still holding the last resource card in his hand.

Now the Elemental Swamp had transformed into the Netherworld attribute.

Su Ming quickly found the most suitable evolution plan among the various evolution routes.

However, this evolution directly cost Su Ming 100,000 divine crystals. Looking at the mere 10,000 divine crystals left in the netherworld, Su Ming shook his head with a bitter smile: "These divine crystals really don't last long. Barely three hours after getting 500,000, they're almost completely used up."

Yet as Su Ming looked at the resource card in his hand, there was not the slightest trace of regret in his eyes.

He came outside the divine temple and directly used the resource card.

Hum——

A faint light landed.

A dark, stone-built round pool appeared out of thin air, sitting directly opposite the spirit-refining spring.

The pool water was turbid and pitch-black, with dim, ghostly fires floating and sinking within. The pool walls were entwined with withered, twisted dark tentacles, and thin nether mists swirled around, hitting one's face with a chilling, dead aura.

"This building is too bizarre. No wonder people always say that just looking at the Netherworld Divine Domain gives you the creeps."

Saying that, Su Ming cared much more about its abilities.

[Name: soul fusion pool (E)]

[Area Covered: Small]

[Effect: Absorbs various corpses and remains, as well as netherworld creatures, to reshape physical bodies, condense soul forms, and randomly nurture netherworld retainers.]

[Restrictions: Output is completely random, unable to directionally determine the cultivation direction, with an extremely high probability of failure.]

This was the building Su Ming had purchased at a huge cost.

The most special part of the Netherworld Divine Domain was that it could convert corpses into one's own retainers, but the drawback was that the quality of the converted retainers would drop, and the conversion was not 100% successful. Most importantly, the strength of the converted retainers could never be improved and they could only serve as consumables for war.

Now, with this soul fusion pool, it was different. Su Ming could choose to throw corpses into it to cultivate retainers, and even when the converted Undead Retainers could no longer keep up with his growth pace, he could throw them all back into it to be remade.

It could be said that the soul fusion pool was the building most suitable for a Netherworld deity.

However, after Su Ming finished using the soul fusion pool, a trace of pain appeared in his eyes, and his brows suddenly locked tightly.

He could feel that with the integration of the soul fusion pool, the heterogeneous aura of the entire Netherworld had risen significantly, already reaching his limit.

"This month's quota for using resource cards has been exhausted. It's even a bit overloaded."

Su Ming rubbed his temples; he felt like his head was about to explode.

Enduring the pain, Su Ming directly exited the Netherworld and returned to reality.