### Chapter 230
“Guh… why don’t you just k*ll me?”
An Que’s face was mostly ripped off by Chen Yunshi. His ten fingers were all broken, several teeth smashed beyond recognition, and even one of his eyeballs was hammered into oblivion. His bald head was a gory mess, and he was barely hanging on.
Ripping off his face was something else entirely. While Qian Mu also enjoyed taking people’s faces, at least she used a kn*fe and sterilized it afterwards. With her good skills, her victims only felt a sharp pain before suddenly realizing they had a new “facial mask” in Qian Mu’s hands.
Chen Yunshi was different. She relied solely on brute force, digging her nails into flesh and tearing it apart, leaving a pockmarked, bloodied face behind.
An Que had no chance against Chen Yunshi. Sure, he could spar with the Gatekeeper and the ghosts, but facing Chen Yunshi was a one-sided beatdown. On top of that, Bai Yu was helping her, having already tied An Que’s legs with bl**d Thread beforehand.
To An Que, Bai Yu was the worst of all.
She ruined his plans, shattered his beautiful dreams, and when he tried to escape, bl**d Thread wrapped around his legs, making it impossible to flee.
Now, his imagined transformation into the Thousand Eyes Godmother was gone, his bright future extinguished. Even his trump card, the Desire Godmother, was half-devoured by Qian Mu, the remaining half merely struggling in its d*ath throes. d*ath was simply a matter of time.
Not only the Desire Godmother, but the two evil spirits attached to him had also been wiped out by Bai Yu, leaving no trace behind. His two Buddha beads shattered.
Next on his hate list was the woman sitting on him, tormenting him endlessly.
What had he done to deserve this? They’d never even met face to face in this lifetime.
What kind of grudge or vendetta drove her to torture him like this?
With an inexplicable hatred, she hadn’t said a word during this whole time, looking like a vengeful ghost determined to crush him, staring daggers with gritted teeth.
If you have a grudge, just spit it out! Or better yet, k*ll him!
After pounding on him for a while, Chen Yunshi finally spoke, “I wanted you to see what you look like now, and I want her to see too. Don’t worry, I won’t let you d*e that easily. You’re just a ghost occupying a living body trying to survive, right? Soon, I’ll drag your ghost out and let you experience the pain she’s endured all these years!”
Chen Yunshi’s previous identity was a Necromancer; when it came to playing with ghosts, she was second to none.
Though her identity had changed, her expertise was still intact.
She didn’t usually use her skills because it was unnecessary—hard work for no reward.
But for An Que, she was more than willing.
“She, who is she?” An Que gritted his teeth against the pain, trying to find a way to end his own life and deny Chen Yunshi the opportunity.
“Qian Mu!” Chen Yunshi spat out the name through clenched teeth.
“It’s her…”
Hearing Qian Mu’s name, An Que stopped struggling and lay flat on the ground, staring up at the pitch-black sky. In that moment, memories flooded back, especially those of Qian Mu—the quiet, slightly shy girl who liked to sit under trees reading books.
“Ha, ha ha.” An Que suddenly laughed, not knowing where the energy came from, his speech suddenly clear. “You’re actually working for her and hate me this much. Looks like your relationship with her is pretty special. Let me tell you, no one knows her better than I do! I’ve watched her grow from a little girl into the Thousand Eyes Godmother. I know everything about her!”
“She’s very good at disguising herself and lying, using fake appearances to fool your heart, and you’re willing to do her bidding.”
“Why don’t you think back on your past with her and see if that’s true?”
“Right now, working for her is just throwing away your own life.”
“She’s an evil god! She’ll devour you, and you won’t even know it!”
“Why can’t you be more real? How about we collaborate? I can tell you how to control Qian Mu. If you follow my instructions, you’ll be able to fully grasp an evil god. Then everything you wish for will become reality.”
“Think about it: killing me will only satisfy your anger; what you gain in the process is what truly matters.”
“I’m the Chairman of the Gatekeepers. The people who came today are merely a fraction of the strength of the Gatekeepers. You can look into it. There are more Gatekeepers than you can count.”
“k*ll me, and do you think you can escape?”
“Qian Mu only sees you as a pawn. If she really cared for you, would she send you into this mess?”
Throwing desperation to the wind, An Que just wanted to live—by whatever means necessary.
After saying all this, and seeing Chen Yunshi not even flinch, he figured she must have taken his words to heart. After all, if she hadn’t, would she really manage to restrain herself?
Indeed, her relationship with Qian Mu didn’t seem to be that significant; perhaps she was just a brainless pawn.
“Let’s collaborate. I can tell you how to control Qian Mu. The reason I’m here personally today is to help you with this, so you don’t need to worry about me tricking you.”
Chen Yunshi stood up, “Okay, tell me now.”
“Guarantee my safety, and then I’ll tell you.” An Que spoke up.
“Cooperate? You make a good point. I think I’ve been affected by Qian Mu’s curse.” Chen Yunshi looked down at An Que’s eyes as if deep in thought, realizing something.
“I won’t k*ll you; you’re right.”
“I’m much clearer now. It’s likely that Qian Mu and that evil god inside her are consuming each other, leaving her too busy to pay me any mind.”
“I don’t care what you think, monk. You want to survive and leave here? That’s basically impossible. You’ve seen it—this time, the puppet master isn’t Qian Mu; it’s that kn*fe-wielding Dragon Lady.”
“She won’t let you leave alive. What good will it do us to join forces? Together, we’re not even worth one of her hands.”
“So don’t waste time. Tell me what to do and I’ll give it a shot. We must control her if we want any chance to escape.”
“If you waste time, there will really be no opportunities left. Your useless friends won’t last long; they might distract themselves with women, but that Dragon Lady? You can’t even imagine her horrors.”
It should have been An Que brainwashing Chen Yunshi, but suddenly the tables turned as Chen Yunshi began to brainwash An Que. He felt that she indeed had a point.
He wanted to use that bl**d Ring to secure his worth so Chen Yunshi would agree to the collaboration.
But he overlooked the problem: what good would that ring be after all this was over?
If Qian Mu succeeded in devouring the Desire Godmother and the Dragon Lady killed all the Gatekeepers, he would end up dead anyway.
Just like Chen Yunshi had said, this was the last chance; if he didn’t try, he would lose even his final glimmer of hope.
This also meant he would lose any value he had left. Without him, Chen Yunshi wouldn’t want to cooperate.
Chen Yunshi showed no change of expression, nor did she urge An Que on, simply watching him quietly. Her gaze felt like it was saying, if you don’t decide soon, you’ll d*e, and it won’t matter to me.
This made An Que even more anxious. If Chen Yunshi hurried him along, he might have thought she was trying to pull a fast one.
Not handing over the ring meant d*ath; giving it up meant a slim chance.
With a determined bite of his teeth, he said, “The ring on my right hand; that’s what you want. It has Qian Mu’s bl**d. If you form a formation as I tell you, you can control Qian Mu. The process is simple; just a minute and a half of prep time.”
Chen Yunshi stepped on An Que’s chest and reached out to take the ring from his right hand.
At first, she hadn’t even noticed the ring, but now holding it, she could sense Qian Mu’s aura within.
Seeing Chen Yunshi holding the ring, staring intently at it but not taking action, An Que began to panic. “Just crush it! Hurry up…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Chen Yunshi lifted her foot and brutally kicked his head, sending him flying.
If An Que had been an ordinary person, that kick would have knocked him out cold along with his injuries. But he rolled on the ground like a dead dog, staring up at the icy expression of Chen Yunshi as she clenched the ring tightly in her hand.
Seeing this scene, the last glimmer of hope within An Que was extinguished. He had truly plunged into despair.
He realized he had acted too hastily. The primal instinct to survive and the pain had clouded his judgment.
After a brief moment of confusion, anger surged within him. “You tricked me!”
“How does this feel, the sensation of having hope only to turn into despair?” Chen Yunshi squatted next to An Que, watching his exasperated face, unable to hold back a laugh, “Heh, hehehehe.”
Her sweet but eerie laughter abruptly ceased as she suddenly yanked An Que’s collar, “This pain you’ve suffered is nothing compared to what you’ve put her through. Turns out, you can despair too.”
Under the dark sky, the sounds of battle slowly faded, as nearly all the Gatekeepers had been wiped out.
Chairman Chen, hiding off to the side, must have escaped long ago; An Que was sure of it.
Who else could save him now?
The Thousand Eyes Godmother?
“Do you really think Qian Mu would deceive me? Do you know what our relationship is like now? Do you know how she sees me? And do you have any idea what my status is in her eyes?”
Just now, hearing An Que suggest that Qian Mu would trick her almost had her laughing out loud.
That little fool tricking anyone? She couldn’t even act well enough to be a street performer.
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
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### Chapter 231: Twin Souls
The night sky was deep, much like An Que’s current predicament, which felt like sinking into an abyss. He turned to look around; there was not a shred of hope left. Almost all the Gatekeepers he brought had been killed, his two evil spirits devoured, the other red clothes met similar fates, and even his trump card, the Desire Godmother, was currently being pulverized by Qian Mu in the factory.
Maybe he should have sensed something was off long ago; he should have exercised extreme caution from the start.
Looking back, it seemed like all the news they received had issues, as if a larger hand was manipulating everything, using the most tempting bait to lure them in, complete with a ready excuse: don’t k*ll this evil god and the common people will face nightmares.
They didn’t notice any problems during the process and had even investigated, ultimately concluding the sources were clean.
The most suspicious part was when Qian Mu suddenly switched venues.
Initially, they’d received intel that Qian Mu was headed for the Ghost Gate at a school, and then news quickly followed that she had changed her destination unexpectedly.
At the time, they hadn’t thought much of it; had they been more vigilant, things wouldn’t have escalated to this point.
“Are you still alive?” Bai Yu stepped closer, standing a short distance away, looking down at the tortured monk who was barely still breathing.
“I’m alive, just hanging by a thread.” Chen Yunshi stood up, “I think he’s worth more alive than dead. While he still breathes, I want to drag out the ghost within him and then directly interrogate his essence.”
“Being in this state isn’t good either. I’m afraid that if we k*ll him, his essence inside will d*e too.”
“Compared to a human body, the ghost isn’t so easily played with.”
She used to specialize in this area, having played with the dead as if they were toys. She had no effective methods for interrogating An Que’s human form, but spirits were another matter entirely. She had countless torturous techniques to make An Que’s essence beg for mercy, and ultimately spill everything he knew.
Right now, they just needed to clarify a couple of questions from An Que: how he achieved perfect fusion as a ghost within a living body and everything about Burning Heart.
Both were questions Bai Yu wanted answers to, while for Chen Yunshi, simply being able to torment this bald monk was enough.
Make him long for d*ath!
Bai Yu scrutinized Chen Yunshi, “How confident are you?”
“Ninety percent!”
“Alright. Do you need any help?”
Knowing Chen Yunshi’s skills from her past life, Bai Yu felt utterly confident in her; she was right—if they wanted to extract more information, they had to pull An Que’s essence from his shell.
“No need; I can handle it myself. Give me half an hour.” Chen Yunshi hoisted An Que’s body and headed toward the abandoned factory.
Once Chen Yunshi left, a Female Madman pointed at the countless corpses scattered across the ground. “Hey, Boss, what do we do with all this?”
If they didn’t clean up all these bodies, they could attract major troubles. After all, this world is still bound by law and order, unlike the savage, primitive places they previously visited.
“I have a way to deal with it.”
One hundred bodies, slowly absorb them with bl**d Thread.
They were just ordinary people; after absorption, it wouldn’t leave any negative effects on her, nor would it impose any moral or psychological pressures.
As for asking Lu Liangting to handle it—forget it.
So many people dead? Even the Lu family coming wouldn’t clean it up.
“What about us…”
The twelve Female Madmen exchanged glances, eager to hightail it out of there and occupy the abandoned Ghost Gates.
“This time, I’ll trouble you all. You can divide the Gatekeeper’s Ghost Gate among yourselves.” Bai Yu turned to them, addressing these old friends casually, “By the way, about the salvation mission I mentioned before at the White Day Amusement Park—some of you know about it; you can exchange information. If you have a salvation mission that you can trigger but lack a Salvation Executor, feel free to contact me.”
“I am the Salvation Executor and can help you complete salvation tasks. As long as no surprises arise during the process, I won’t take action against you, and we will work together.”
“If you can’t find me, just look for Shen Shuyun.”
“Got it! We understand!” The Female Madmen responded casually, their expressions shifting as they considered their options. Some were thinking of complaints, others were genuinely interested in asking Bai Yu for help, while others had their eyes on the task, hoping to snatch the salvation mission.
Once they dealt with Bai Yu, they all turned and left in different directions. Even if their paths overlapped, they would keep their distance from each other.
That’s just how they were—one second they were teaming up to fight, standing together like long-lost comrades; the next, they were parting ways or even preparing to fight each other.
After they all left, Bai Yu began cleaning up the battlefield and stepped into the abandoned factory.
On Qian Mu’s side, the battle was also winding down as she absorbed the remnants of the Desire Godmother’s body.
When Bai Yu approached, the face formed from black mist materialized before her.
“Thanks a ton, Bai Yu! If it weren’t for you, even if I could defeat this little pest, I’d still be heavily injured and might have ended up in a state of deep sleep for who knows how many years. Without me there to keep that idiot garbage Seventh in check, who knows what kind of stupid things she would have done?”
“You know her; she’s not the brightest bulb.”
Qian Mu squinted at Bai Yu, her tone reverting to her usual, lethargic demeanor. She certainly didn’t seem godlike now; it was like she had a complete personality shift from when she was battling the Desire Godmother.
“Oh, and…” Qian Mu paused, “I saw An Que earlier; he got beaten to a pulp, half-dead.”
“You know, it’s just a bit bittersweet. I’ve avenged myself and relieved a massive burden. But what makes me happy isn’t that An Que ended up like that; it’s because I see that foolish girl hasn’t been killed or injured. She’s still acting all high and mighty. When she brought An Que in, she strutted around like she was on top of the world, nearly looking down at me with her nostrils.”
“Just imagine that clueless little head of hers! Without me, how would she get by?”
“Sigh, I understand now the saying in the books: ‘The wishes you used to care about are forgotten when they are fulfilled.’ That’s precisely my state of mind now.”
“Maybe it’s just an obsession.”
“Ghosts have obsessions, which is why they linger; but what exists for us evil gods?”
“Forget it, I don’t want to think too much right now. After this, I want to see how she can pose in front of me. I’m way stronger than her now! If she disobeys again, I’ll pin her down and give her a thorough lesson!”
“I…”
Qian Mu chattered on without a care. Even after enduring a fierce battle, she hadn’t lost her talkative nature. Bai Yu raised a hand to signal her to stop and stepped past her to check on Zhao Mingyue.
“Oh, things are fine with Xiaomingyue. She’s well within my perception, just complaining in the house with that guy Lu Liangting. Blame yourself for not taking her out to play.”
“By the way, if you go find Xiaomingyue, take this with you.”
Two puffs of black mist floated before Bai Yu. This stuff resembled a part of Qian Mu’s current form, but upon closer inspection, it wasn’t quite the same; these clumps were more solid and had a better texture.
“This is what I extracted from the Desire Godmother’s body, and the other is from me. We generally call this Twin Souls.”
“Its function and effect are just like its name: one half goes into your body, and the other half into Xiaomingyue’s. Once interconnected, your bond will significantly strengthen. To put it plainly, once you use this, when you possess her body, you won’t feel out of sorts at all—it’ll be incredibly smooth~”
“Your strength and hers will both boost, and when you separate, you’ll still be able to communicate mentally. You can even share some damage. It won’t be of much use to you, but it’s incredibly important for Mingyue.”
“That’s about it; what specific abilities it grants, you two will find out through testing.”
As Qian Mu spoke, she pushed and shoved the Twin Souls into Bai Yu’s hands. Bai Yu felt a strange smile on Qian Mu’s face, which seemed quite mischievous when she passed the object to her.
“This isn’t useful to me and the little fool; I’m basically her shadow.”
“So you and Xiaomingyue are the best fit for it. Don’t worry—I absolutely won’t betray either of you. Take it back and research it well. If you think it’s harmless, feel free to use it.”
“Alright, I’m off to see how the little idiot is doing. I won’t bother you anymore!”
The Thousand Eyes Godmother turned and dashed off, leaving a trail of black mist as she zoomed away.
Bai Yu frowned, feeling that something was amiss.
Weighing the glob of black mist in her hand, it had a texture like cotton candy—definitely physical. With a little pressure, her fingers could poke right into it. The inside was cool, devoid of curses or malign thoughts; it was completely clean—so clean it hardly felt like it came from an evil god.
She didn’t suspect that Qian Mu had tampered with it; this item was technically a quest reward from the sc*m Game, passed through Qian Mu’s hands to reach her.
If that was the case, why was Qian Mu in such a hurry to run away?
“I say, Bai Yu, how about we use this together?” The Dragon Lady’s voice resonated in her mind. “You know, our synergy is already amazing; just imagine how much more powerful we’d become with the Twin Souls. It’d be like adding wings to a tiger!”
“Just look at that little girl. Isn’t she less charming than someone with proper curves? We have old ties; you wouldn’t just abandon me, right?”
“Do you really want it?” Bai Yu retorted.
Continuing on towards the metal hut without losing pace, she realized both she and the Dragon Lady already had their answers deep down.
The Dragon Lady was just joking; if she truly wanted it, she could have easily taken back control of her body and shoved it into her chest. What was left for Bai Yu to hold onto would be useless without anyone to use it.
“Fine, fine, just go to your little girl; I’m done here.”
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In the metal hut, Zhao Mingyue sighed dramatically.
When she arrived, the Dragon Lady had warned her repeatedly, thinking she’d be joining the chaos outside. Instead, she was stuck in this metal shed, unable to go anywhere.
Every day, she imagined a day when she could finally take off and protect Bai Yu instead. If that felt too difficult, then surpassing the Dragon Lady had to be easier, right? Otherwise, she’d just become a useless vase for viewing pleasure.
Well… maybe more like sour cabbage fish—sour, leafy, and overly abundant.
Bai Yu watched over her too closely. She forbade her from doing this and that, and wouldn’t allow the slightest risk to exist, even while taking on missions ensuring her strength was undoubtedly formidable, with risks kept under twenty percent.
It wasn’t that she was mad at Bai Yu for being protective; it was indeed a good thing.
But this approach undoubtedly sacrificed her growth.
Okay, her strength was growing. When Bai Yu was at home, she could use bl**d Thread directly to help elevate her power.
Essentially, it was like siphoning Bai Yu’s strength.
“Alright, Mingyue, I think the outside battle should be ending soon.” Lu Liangting was barely impatient; he was here simply to play the role of a chauffeur.
“No, Lu Liangting,” Zhao Mingyue pointed outside. “Don’t you feel like we’re falling behind way too much? Like a fragile vase that’ll shatter with a touch?”
“Just look at Bai Yu’s growth speed; yes, while she handled the red-clad effortlessly, she wouldn’t have knocked the opponent out instantly even facing one-on-one. And now look at her—against ten red clothes, she’d still be fine.”
“And look at us!”
As soon as those words came out, Lu Liangting frowned, deep in thought. He realized that, indeed, they had fallen behind before they knew it. While he continued to clash with red clothes, Bai Yu had started battling evil gods.
Looking back at his own progress, it was just moving from two fierce ghosts to two red clothes and several fierce ghosts.
At first glance, it seemed like decent growth, but compared to Bai Yu… it really fell flat.
Could it be Bai Yu’s abnormality was the root of their disparity? Her growth rate was something that others simply couldn’t keep up with.
But Bai Yu’s rapid advancement had nothing to do with him.
If she could do it, why couldn’t he?
He didn’t need to catch up to her; at the very least, he couldn’t lag behind her completely.
If that were truly the case, he wouldn’t be sitting in this little metal hut with Zhao Mingyue, staring blankly.
They exchanged glances, and Lu Liangting stood up. “We’ve been lazy. Once we return, I’ll be searching for higher-difficulty missions to tackle!”
“Take me with you! I want to go too!” Just as Zhao Mingyue finished speaking, she coughed lightly. “Ahem, if I go, I’ll discuss it with Bai Yu in advance to ensure we get the chance to show off.”
No sooner had she finished speaking than Bai Yu pushed the door open.
“What opportunity?”
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