797: Chapter 797 The Spiritual World!

The coffin lid was pushed open, and a chill surged out from within.

It was as if it were a giant coffin of mysterious ice; the cold air even spread onto the bells, forming a layer of frost.

Ye Chen looked down.

He saw a woman lying in the coffin.

She was wearing a blood-red wedding dress, a phoenix crown, and a ceremonial robe.

She lay there with her eyes closed, her hands crossed over her abdomen, as if she were merely fast asleep.

However, Ye Chen soon noticed that she was clutching a box in her right hand.

He didn't stand on ceremony and reached out to take the box from the woman's hand.

Then, he lifted the lid.

Inside the box lay a yellowed fragment.

The patterns on the edges were exactly the same as the three fragments in his possession.

The fourth one was in his hands!

Ye Chen grinned.

With all four complete, he would be able to figure out where the final key was!

He was just about to put the fragment away...

Suddenly, the woman in the coffin opened her eyes without warning.

Ye Chen subconsciously looked down.

He immediately saw...

The woman's pitch-black pupils were bottomless, as if they could suck a person's soul in.

A feeling of spinning, as if the world were turning upside down, instantly washed over Ye Chen.

Immediately after, the stone chamber, the blood coffin, and the sound of the bronze bells... all disappeared together.

When Ye Chen regained his senses from that spinning sensation, he was already in an antique-style room.

"Hmm?"

Ye Chen looked down.

He discovered that his modern clothes were gone, replaced by Hanfu robes.

Even his hair had grown longer, hanging over his shoulders, tied loosely with a wooden hairpin.

"Interesting."

Ye Chen wiggled his fingers, his face filled with an odd expression.

Everything within his line of sight was neither an illusion nor a hallucination.

Instead, it was... a spiritual world filled with resentment.

Moreover, this spiritual world was very special.

It wasn't a simple illusion, but rather like an implanted memory, as if it had truly happened.

That was the terrifying aspect of condensed resentment.

He tried to circulate the True Qi within his body and found it hadn't been suppressed; he could still use it freely.

But when he tried to tear through the boundaries of this world, he discovered...

He couldn't tear it open.

It wasn't that his strength was insufficient, but rather that the rules of this world did not permit it.

If he forced it open, this spiritual world would collapse, and the woman would dissipate along with it.

Then, he would die too.

"So this is... an attempt to make me resolve her lingering obsession?"

Ye Chen muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth curling upward. "How very interesting."

He had already guessed it.

This woman brought him in this way not to harm him, but to ask for his help.

Her obsession was too heavy; she had been trapped in this spiritual world for who knows how many years, unable to find release.

She wanted to leave, but she couldn't do it herself.

So she needed an external force.

And that external force was Ye Chen.

"Fine then."

Ye Chen stretched. "The fragment is in your hands anyway. If I don't resolve your obsession, I won't be able to get it. I'll play the good guy for once!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than...

"Knock, knock, knock." The door was knocked upon.

Ye Chen walked over and pulled the door open.

A woman stood outside.

She was wearing a simple white dress, her long, dark hair draped over her shoulders, wearing no makeup, her face plain and unadorned.

But that face was identical to the woman in the coffin.

Only, there was clear panic on her face at this moment.

As soon as she saw Ye Chen open the door, she rushed in, grabbed Ye Chen's arm, and spoke with frantic anxiety.

"Husband, run quickly!"

"They've brought people and are chasing after us!"

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment.

"Husband?"

His mind spun rapidly.

The next second, it dawned on him; he had entered the "plot."

This woman hadn't pulled him into her spiritual world to watch a show; she had brought him here to be her "husband."

The obsession before her death was, in all likelihood, because of this "husband."

If he couldn't resolve it, she would never be able to leave.

Ye Chen took a deep breath and instantly got into character.

He reached out to hold her hand and frowned slightly: "What's wrong? Tell me slowly, don't rush."

The woman looked up, her eyes already reddened.

"Husband, have you forgotten everything because you hurt your head?"

"The people chasing us are the son of the wealthy landowner and his group of experts!"

"He wants to tear us apart, and he wants to kill you!"

"You must leave here quickly, go out the back door, and go as far as you can!"

As she spoke, she kept pushing Ye Chen toward the outside. "I'll hold them off, you go!"

Ye Chen looked at her pale face and trembling hands; he didn't let go, but instead held her hand even tighter.

"My wife, do not fear. Your husband is here."

The woman was instantly stunned.

When did her husband become so heroic?

She knew... in the past, whenever he encountered such things, he would run faster than a rabbit.

But today, not only did he not run, he held her hand, his gaze as firm as if he were a different person.

"Hu... Husband?"

The woman looked at Ye Chen blankly, her eyes full of confusion. "Aren't you afraid?"

Ye Chen smiled slightly.

"Afraid of what?"

"Isn't it just the son of some wealthy landowner?"

"If he dares to come today, I'll make sure he walks in upright and is carried out horizontally."

"Maybe even..."

"I'll beat the yesterday's feces out of him!"

Woman: "???"

Stunned! Utterly shocked!

Did her husband take the wrong medicine today, or was his head damaged from the injury?

Not only did he want to make the landowner's son leave lying down, but he also wanted to beat the feces out of him...

Heavens! When did her husband learn to say such vulgar things?

Just then, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

Immediately after, an extremely arrogant voice roared over.

"Search, everyone!"

"Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you must find that penniless scholar!"

"Has he grown the guts of a bear or a leopard to dare to snatch a woman from me???"

When the woman heard the commotion outside, her face turned white, and her delicate body couldn't help but tremble.

She and her husband had been living this life of hiding for several months now.

Every single day, she lived in terror.

This time... was there truly no escape?

Ye Chen patted the back of her hand, soothingly. "Don't be afraid, wait here."

Having said that, he let go of the woman's hand and walked directly toward the door.

The woman came to her senses and hurriedly chased after him.

"Husband! What are you doing?"

"You cannot go out; they will definitely kill you!"

Ye Chen didn't look back. "Kill me? That depends on whether they have the ability."

As he spoke, he had already stepped over the threshold.

The woman stood at the door, looking at his back, completely dumbfounded.

Her husband really was different today.

Ye Chen strode into the courtyard.

It just so happened that a young man wearing a silk robe was leading a dozen thugs in black and charging in.

When the young man saw Ye Chen, he was stunned for a moment, and then a ferocious look appeared on his face.

"Oh? You penniless scholar, you didn't run?"

Ye Chen replied calmly: "Why should I run?"

The young man narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"You are the first person who has dared to speak to me, Zhao Shenyuan, like that!"

"But..."

"I let you run last time, but you won't be able to run this time!"

His gaze moved past Ye Chen and landed on the woman behind him, a lewd glint flashing in his eyes.

"Ziyan, what are you hiding for?"

"I have treated you with absolute sincerity, yet you follow this penniless scholar and hide everywhere. Do you think you deserve that of me?"

Ziyan stood behind Ye Chen, her face deathly pale.

She didn't speak, but her eyes were filled with fear and disgust.

Zhao Shenyuan saw this, and his rage grew even greater.

The next second, he vented all his evil fire onto Ye Chen.

"Today, I am going to play with Ziyan right in front of you!"

"I want you to watch with your own eyes how your woman enjoys herself under me!"

"And then..."

"I will throw you out like a dog to feed the dogs!"

Ziyan's face turned even whiter; her whole body could barely stand.

She wasn't afraid of death, but she was afraid of something happening to Ye Chen.

She was even more afraid... of that kind of humiliation worse than death.

Ye Chen felt Ziyan's fear and couldn't help but soothe her softly: "Don't be afraid."

Ziyan looked up, gazing at Ye Chen's profile through teary eyes, a feeling she couldn't name or describe welling up in her heart.

Her husband... really was different today.

So much so that he gave her an unprecedented sense of security.

In the past, whenever he encountered such things, he would only drag her and run wildly.

Then, run wildly to a place where no one could find them to hide.

But today...

Not only did he not run, but in his eyes, Zhao Shenyuan and those dozen thugs seemed like mere clowns.

Ye Chen shrugged and crooked his finger at Zhao Shenyuan: "If you have the ability, come and get me."

When Zhao Shenyuan saw this, his expression instantly turned gloomy.

He was the only son of the master of the Zhao Family Manor, the heir to the most powerful family for a hundred miles around; who didn't bow and scrape when they saw him?

Even the county magistrate had to politely call him "Young Master Zhao" when they met.

Yet this penniless scholar before him, a piece of trash who could barely afford to eat, actually dared to speak to him in this tone?

"Good, good, good!"

Zhao Shenyuan laughed out of extreme anger.

"You are the first person who has dared to provoke me!"

"Everyone, get him!"

"Break this penniless scholar's limbs!"

"And then..."

A hint of madness flashed in his eyes. "Drag Ziyan into the room for me; I want to enjoy her right in front of him!"

The dozen or so black-clad thugs answered in unison, brandishing their blades, guns, and clubs, and rushed toward Ye Chen.

Ziyan screamed and subconsciously closed her eyes.

She didn't dare to look.

She was afraid of seeing Ye Chen beaten until he was a bloody mess.

But she waited for quite a while, yet she didn't hear Ye Chen's scream; instead, she heard...

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

"Crack!"

"Help, ow..."

Screams! The sound of bones breaking! The sound of heavy bodies hitting the ground!

Exploded violently in the courtyard.

Ziyan couldn't help but open her eyes.

And then, she was completely dumbfounded.