Chapter 131: The Doctor’s True Form
The park was eerily quiet, over a dozen corpses devoured without a trace. It was as if nothing had ever happened, and no one would guess that on such a serene afternoon, so many lives had been extinguished.
Zhao Mingyue and Bai Yu buried the little cat’s body beneath a willow tree by the riverbank.
Just as Zhao Mingyue was about to say a few comforting words, her phone rang. It was a request from someone claiming to be Lu Liangting’s sister wanting to add her as a friend. Without giving it much thought, she accepted the request, and right after, the person sent her a message.
“Bai Yu, look.”
She handed the phone to Bai Yu and frowned, “Why does this person want to k*ll me? And why gather so many people? It seems we have no grudges. My only enemy is that Wang Xinxin!”
The text was simple; it introduced the sender and revealed that the person who wanted Zhao Mingyue dead was someone Bai Yu knew. It mentioned the name and suggested that, due to some conflicts, this person was injured and fleeing towards a certain street nearby.
That was it. There was no urging Bai Yu on or defending the person—just straightforward information without any threats or bribes.
The choice was entirely Bai Yu’s.
Zhao Mingyue grasped Bai Yu’s hand. “Are we going?”
“Let’s go.”
“Hmm, but the sun is so hot today. Why don’t you just attach to me? It’ll be hard to fight otherwise.” Zhao Mingyue patted her chest confidently. “I think my body is pretty great.”
Bai Yu pondered for a few seconds and nodded gently. Seeing this, Zhao Mingyue opened her arms, modeling a hug, her face bright with excitement as she awaited Bai Yu to “dive in.”
They were merging into one anyway. Why not have a little ritual beforehand?
Understanding Zhao Mingyue’s intentions, Bai Yu stepped forward and embraced her.
As Zhao Mingyue closed her eyes, she distinctly felt Bai Yu enter her body—a strange sensation, as if another soul had suddenly materialized inside her. Meanwhile, her body began feeling unmanageable, her thoughts detached, leaving her as a mere “spectator,” unable to control her own limbs.
She could indeed feel Bai Yu’s presence—a filling sensation that wasn’t altogether pleasant. It was like being paralyzed; her mind awake, but her body wouldn’t budge.
And, to make matters worse, her body started moving on its own.
Zhao Mingyue wondered if she was essentially hiring a “substitute.”
“By the way, Yu-chan, is your outfit going to be okay?” Zhao Mingyue suddenly remembered.
“It’s fine, this outfit is thin. It won’t interfere.”
As her eyes slowly opened, they glimmered dark red, and strands of bl**d began seeping from Zhao Mingyue’s body, enveloping her in a thick, pure black gown. Beneath it was a skin-tight armor-like lining that resembled dragon scales.
These thin but incredibly sturdy scale-like armors wrapped around her body in every possible direction, especially around vital areas, created by her bl**d threads. After the last two boosts, these threads far surpassed the quality and quantity from her time in Eternal Life Village.
As for the outer layer being a dress? That was Bai Yu’s only choice.
Zhao Mingyue had been wearing a dress originally; she couldn’t just rip it apart looking for Mingyue, could she?
The dress was nothing to worry about; she’d mostly gotten used to it.
As long as nothing happened to Zhao Mingyue’s body, that was fine. The bl**d threads were indeed part of her, but their vast number allowed them to regenerate rapidly.
Once Bai Yu fully controlled Zhao Mingyue’s body, she determined their target and sprinted away.
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“This is such a mess; why am I so unlucky today?”
Sun Hanyue fled from Lu Liangting’s mansion, running toward the outskirts of the city. Once she confirmed the maid sisters hadn’t followed her, she slowed her pace, strolling down the street.
Lu Liangting lived in a wealthy area of Tianchang City, and while somewhat remote, the scenery was exquisite. Just a few streets out, and it turned into proper suburbs, almost deserted with mostly highways.
“Ugh, what’s the hold-up?”
Sun Hanyue felt like nothing was going her way. Every time she reached a crucial point, someone would pop up to block her.
“If that d*mn hadn’t stopped me, I would’ve brainwashed Lu Liangting. That would’ve been a third of the way done!”
“Is her brain malfunctioning? Did I say something wrong?”
“If Lu Liangting really has her mind all over that doctor, they’re in for it. They’ll be the ones crying!”
Stretching, Sun Hanyue recalled the injuries she’d received that day—a slice across her chest and another on her ankle. She was exhausted, with several wounds inflicted by Zhizi.
“If it weren’t for the new body, can she really injure me?”
The more she thought about it, the more she felt today was just plain unlucky—everything was going wrong.
“Recharge and rethink. Those sisters have to be dealt with. Once I clear them, I can stay by Lu Liangting’s side without a hitch.”
“What’s that expression? Time creates feelings.”
“Let today slide; I’ll head home first.”
“I refuse to believe I can continue being this unlucky; once today is over, all my bad luck must have run its course, right?”
Unbeknownst to Sun Hanyue, her troubles were far from over.
The closer she got to a riverbank, the stranger things started to feel.
There was absolutely no one around—not a single figure in sight. It felt very wrong.
“Did I just… pass this spot?”
Furrowing her brow, she stopped.
At this moment, she finally sensed something was off.
She definitely remembered that telephone pole, and somehow she’d wound up back here.
“Stop being creepy!” Sun Hanyue snapped her eyes shut before opening them wide again, expecting something to be different—but everything seemed unchanged, though something felt broken as well.
However, when she opened her eyes, she found someone standing before her.
At first glance, he looked unremarkable—a man in a long black leather coat with an air of cool arrogance. But upon closer inspection, as his aura enveloped her, she felt surrounded by a mountain of corpses and a sea of bl**d, the nauseating scent of bl**d enveloping her.
Her soul gripped by an unseen hand at her throat, her forehead pressed against a long kn*fe.
One slight move, and she’d be cut into mincemeat in an instant.
The man with the long kn*fe simply stood still, like a looming storm, making even breathing a challenge. Her body trembled uncontrollably.
Sun Hanyue gaped, her pupils contracting. Her throat felt tight; she gulped hard, as if losing her ability to speak. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she rasped out two words, “Doctor!?”
If only she had her old body, she wouldn’t be this frightened. At the very least, she could make a run for it!
But now she was in this new body while he, well, he was still the same man. How could she not be terrified?
Yet, in the next moment, her expression changed drastically. “No way!”
“You’re not the doctor!”
Thud!
Drops of bl**d fell drip by drip from the kn*fe’s tip.
Sun Hanyue lowered her head, incredulous.
The nightmarish vision before her vanished. That mountain of corpses and that nauseating smell of bl**d was merely her imagination. Changing bodies couldn’t erase certain things ingrained in her soul—things that would forever remain.
Her reaction was pretty quick; only a second or two had passed since being misled by the illusion. But unfortunately, those two seconds had been enough to seal her fate.
Her heart pierced through, Sun Hanyue grasped the bloody kn*fe’s blade, her voice labored, “Doctor, I didn’t know you’d resort to such underhanded tactics.”
The illusion she had just encountered wasn’t the doctor from her memories. No, it was just a manifestation there to k*ll her, and it was indeed the “real” doctor.
Bai Yu didn’t respond. With her other hand, she gripped a bloody short kn*fe and drove it into Sun Hanyue’s neck, severing her spine.
She would not give this brat any time or chances to react.
Bai Yu had taken the shortcut; she used the ghost’s mental illusion attack, mainly suggested by Zhao Mingyue’s endless chatter in her mind during the journey, including this tactic. Why not give it a shot?
Typically, Bai Yu didn’t rely on supernatural powers in battle, usually sticking to bl**d threads and her long kn*fe.
However, aside from ghostly abilities, she’d noticed Sun Hanyue wasn’t doing too hot—she looked like she had bled significantly and was a bit disoriented.
Since that was the case, why not test the power of the ghost? And thus, this scene unfolded.
“Who would’ve thought it, dying at your hands in the end.”
“d*mn it, I should never have partnered with that old hag.”
Sun Hanyue tried to clench her fists to fight back, but with her spine cut, she had no strength left. Surviving this kind of injury was luckier than she deserved.
“Doctor, let me share a secret. That Nightmare is planning something big, recruiting a lot of people, even trying to bring me on board.”
“Her plan is aimed right at you! That madwoman doesn’t care about missions; she just wants to take you down.”
“Ha, just watch your back. Don’t go dying so easily; I want to see you two take each other out and leave someone else to pick up the pieces, possibly even drag me along to my grave.”
“d*mn it, today… today really is unlucky…”
With those last words, Sun Hanyue breathed her last.
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