53: Chapter 53: The Mystery of the Old House (Twenty-Seven)

"You, what are you going to do!"

Hearing this, the Attaching Spirit felt something was wrong.

"Stop right there!"

Qian Ye ignored her and walked directly toward the source of the sound; the further in she went, the louder the sound became.

Further in, the space grew larger and the field of vision opened up. Looking up, a coffin hung above a dozen or so steps, and below the steps, the surroundings were filled with blood.

As she approached, the stench of blood hit her, extremely unpleasant. Qian Ye frowned; she didn't know how long the blood had been there, but a heavy stench was mixed into the fresh blood.

Qian Ye stepped up the stairs one by one. The sound above became hurried, as if trying to stop her entry.

The surrounding blood began to boil. The higher Qian Ye went, the more violently the blood boiled.

Holding the flower pot, Qian Ye seemed blind to the threats on both sides, walking up elegantly step by step. As she stepped onto the last stair, the surrounding blood poured down, rushing straight toward her.

As the hong ling umbrella opened, Little Flower formed a protective circle around Qian Ye, not hindering her movements in the slightest.

Qian Ye focused her gaze ahead. Only upon closer inspection did she realize it was a White Jade Coffin. Lying inside was not a beauty or an emperor, but a wedding dress.

It was a very magnificent bridal attire. Compared to the illusory wedding dress from before, this one was infinitely more exquisite. The golden phoenix was peerlessly beautiful, looking as if it were real.

"It really is beautiful."

This was a heartfelt exclamation from Qian Ye.

"Beautiful, isn't it~"

"Do you want to own it? Open it. Just open it, and you can have it..."

"Just put it on, and it's yours..."

"Come, open it..."

"Put it on..."

Voice after voice—seductive, sweet, glamorous—all kinds of voices carried a hint of enticement, just wanting Qian Ye to open the coffin before her.

"Do you know what I like to do with beautiful things~"

Qian Ye's eyes were clear as she gently caressed the wedding dress through the White Jade Coffin.

"Hee hee~"

"Things I like are best destroyed."

As she spoke, an axe appeared in her hand—still the Roommate's Axe, which was quite sharp.

If it could split stone, it could certainly split this coffin in half on the spot.

"What are you doing!" A hysterical scream came from behind. It was the Attaching Spirit, who had broken free from her restraints. Seeing Qian Ye's actions, her face changed drastically.

She flew forward, wanting to stop Qian Ye's actions.

Qian Ye turned around, a strange red light flickering in her eyes, carrying a slight impatience. "You really are a bit annoying."

The hong ling umbrella took the place of the axe and flew directly toward her.

——

The hong ling umbrella returned to Qian Ye's hand. The red light on it was no longer faint but had deepened. The entire umbrella hovered in mid-air, following Qian Ye.

"Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect you could actually evolve." Qian Ye stared at the red singer before her with great satisfaction. She hadn't expected it to evolve after devouring the Attaching Spirit.

She hadn't expected that an umbrella she had obtained unintentionally could actually grow.

As soon as she praised it, the one in her arms became unhappy.

Master, I can grow too! I can grow up too!

"How can you two be the same!" Qian Ye poked the little flower bud in the pot irritably.

Hmph, how are we different? We both follow Master through thick and thin.

Qian Ye's forehead was covered in black lines. Where did it learn those phrases?

"I brought you out from that place, while it was obtained from the romance game. How are you the same?"

With the Attaching Spirit dead, the wedding dress in the coffin saw itself being ignored. This weak human was talking to herself, and the "thump thump thump" sounds grew louder.

It seemed more like dissatisfaction—dissatisfaction at being overlooked like this.

Qian Ye curled her lips, a hint of red light in her eyes, her whole body exuding an air of joy. "Don't worry, it'll be your turn soon."

After saying that, Qian Ye's hands moved quickly, forming a hand seal. A faint red light enveloped the entire White Jade Coffin. The coffin struck out frantically, filled with infinite rage.

Unfortunately, Qian Ye didn't give it any chance. The red light completely enveloped the White Jade Coffin, and instantly, the coffin quieted down significantly.

Qian Ye lightly raised and lowered her hand, and the White Jade Coffin actually followed her movements, moving up and down.

"Done."

——

Outside the stone door, after a long while, Ember Stain suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His body suddenly lost strength, and he propped himself up on one knee on the ground. Looking at the still-closed stone door, he felt a sense of panic.

Seeing him suddenly spit blood, Desolate Wind was startled. "Ancestor, you..."

His eyes were full of worry. Ember Stain waved his hand and pursed his lips tightly; the unease in his heart was becoming more and more obvious.

Staring at the closed stone door, Qian Ye's youthful face suddenly flashed through his mind. No, it couldn't be.

It was impossible to stay alive after entering there; there was only a path to death.

She and It—neither of them would let her go; they would only tear her apart.

Thinking of this, Ember Stain felt much more at ease.

Just as he was thinking this, the stone door suddenly moved. A heavy opening sound rang out, and Ember Stain felt a surge of joy.

It's coming, it's coming.

"Everything is about to end..."

Ember Stain's face was extremely distorted, and his whole being exuded an aura of ultimate darkness.

"What is about to end~"

A cheerful voice drifted out from inside the stone door. Hearing this voice, the distortion on Ember Stain's face froze halfway.

"You... you're still alive!"

Qian Ye stared at Ember Stain with a smile in her eyes. "Baby~ saying that really makes me so sad."

"You actually have the heart to watch me die?"

"This is truly heartbreaking, yet exciting..."

The stone door opened completely. Qian Ye's whole body radiated an aura of excitement. Before Ember Stain could react, she had already rushed to his side.

"Since you have the heart to hurt me, it's better if you don't stay alive, hee hee hee~"

The hong ling umbrella accurately stabbed him every time. Soon, many holes of various sizes appeared on Ember Stain's body.

"What did you do to it!" Ember Stain stared at Qian Ye gloomily.

"Hee hee~"

"Take a guess~"

After saying that, Qian Ye's fingertips flickered slightly. In the next instant, a White Jade Coffin descended from the sky.

With a turn, Qian Ye appeared in front of the White Jade Coffin and sat down in a comfortable position, lightly propping her chin with one hand. "Is this what Baby was mentioning~"

Ember Stain's eyes were bloodshot; he hadn't expected her to have such power.

"I will kill you."

"Everything has been ruined by you."

"Nothing is left."

"A thousand years... I've waited for a full thousand years, and this is the result."

"Hahahaha..."

Ember Stain was enveloped in black mist, his face distorted to the extreme. As the black mist dissipated, a giant skeleton appeared before everyone.

The NPCs in the wedding procession were terrified by this scene and fled in all directions. A giant skeletal claw descended, and all those NPCs were sucked in, their bone and blood completely absorbed.

"Heh heh heh..."

"All of you, stay behind to be buried with me!"

"Ahhh, An... Ancestor, it's me!"

"I'm Desolate Wind!"

Desolate Wind watched helplessly as his own bone and blood were sucked away.

"Hahahaha, retribution! It's all retribution!"

"Ah!"

Instantly, the scene was a mess; not a single NPC escaped.

"Hee hee hee~"

"What 'Ancestor'? His lineage was cut off long ago~"

Watching from the side, Qian Ye was full of schadenfreude, making the skeleton even more furious as it frantically destroyed everything around it.