Chapter 160: Silly Sister, Can I Borrow Your Wife for a Bit?
The Dragon Lady could distinctly feel her soul being gradually filled; that hollow sensation was slowly disappearing. It was because her soul had always been lacking, and now, with the Burning Heart Goddess having entered her body, those gaps were being filled.
On the surface, this seemed like a good thing.
She’d always wanted a complete soul, and now it seemed that problem was resolved. However, in her eyes, this wasn’t exactly a delightful surprise.
First of all, the reason she wanted a complete soul was to experience emotional changes like a normal person; only second was the hollow feeling in her body.
After the Burning Heart Goddess finished filling her body, she felt no change in her emotions—those only popped up around Bai Yu and Zhao Mingyue.
“Zhao Yi!?” The Burning Heart Goddess recalled this name; was this not the goddess she had chosen earlier?
“Looks like you remember my name; I’m glad,” the Dragon Lady felt the Goddess attempting to take over her body, but she remained unfazed, mentally mocking, “Save some energy, will you? You just got kicked out and you’re already injured. I worry you’ll collapse before you can even get up and dance around.”
“Of course, if you really like my body so much, you can keep trying.”
“You’re doing this on purpose.”
The Burning Heart Goddess stopped trying to inhabit the Dragon Lady’s body; now she was nothing more than a consciousness struggling to survive, with no excess power left. Most of it had dissipated, and a small portion remained in Zhao Mingyue’s body.
In other evil gods, this would lead to a total soul breakdown, highlighting the Burning Heart’s strength, but sadly, it didn’t help her much now.
The Dragon Lady was indeed unflustered. Just a wisp of consciousness? She had no power—she couldn’t figure out how the Burning Heart Goddess could take over her body, being the one effectively invaded was more likely.
“You’ve finally grasped the key point. It wasn’t easy, was it? With your brain, if you could have figured it out so quickly, you wouldn’t have been beaten so badly back then, not to mention stabbed in the back by your three dear sisters.”
The Dragon Lady crossed her arms, standing in the shadows, both mentally berating the Burning Heart Goddess and watching the direction of Zhao Mingyue and Bai Yu.
At this stage, things were far from over. Getting the Burning Heart Goddess out was just step one. The real problem was how to fill the soul void left in Zhao Mingyue now that the Goddess was gone, and whether Bai Yu would succeed.
The ball of bl**d threads had yet to disappear; it was still working, continuously flowing into Zhao Mingyue’s body. All of these were part of Bai Yu’s body.
You could think of these balls as Bai Yu’s entire body, and now it was merging with Zhao Mingyue as she tried to use a part of herself to fill that void.
“Hang in there, Mingyue. It’ll be alright soon.”
Zhao Mingyue awakened as Bai Yu’s voice echoed in her ears.
At this moment, her entire body was wrapped in the bl**d thread sphere, and the world before Zhao Mingyue appeared a vivid red.
“Hey, how did I end up back here?” Blinking, Zhao Mingyue gradually understood her situation.
To be honest, she was a bit reluctant.
What nightmare? This was obviously heaven!
If she had known such an experience was on the table, she would’ve enthusiastically given it two thumbs up!
This experience was certainly worth having at least once in her life.
“The Burning Heart Goddess has been expelled. Now, I need to fix your soul. Hang on.”
Bai Yu wasn’t sure if the process of mending the soul would hurt, so she decided to give a heads-up first.
Her method of expelling the Burning Heart Goddess was simple: erode Zhao Mingyue’s soul with resentment and bl**d energy. It didn’t matter if she couldn’t find the Goddess; a full-spectrum erosion would naturally pose a threat to her. If she didn’t want to d*e, she had to leave voluntarily; otherwise, Zhao Mingyue might not d*e, but she definitely would.
Of course, the cost was that Mingyue’s soul would also be similarly eroded.
Bai Yu had to control the level of erosion within certain limits; at least this way, she still had a chance to mend things.
“I feel great!” Zhao Mingyue said as she carefully sensed her body’s changes, not feeling any discomfort at all.
Well, to be precise, something felt off…she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what, and didn’t know if it was discomfort or something else entirely.
Her body felt a little empty, primarily within her heart; it was a sensation more complex than mere disappointment.
What had she lost, after all?
She didn’t know.
While Zhao Mingyue pondered this dilemma, she suddenly felt something and her eyes widened in shock.
Her body was heating up—an indescribable itch coursed deeply into her bones, wrong in all the right ways. Strangely, this itch didn’t bother her too much; it was nothing like the irritation of mosquito bites, more like a gentle teasing.
As her body grew warmer, the itch spreading from the depths of her soul beautifully intertwined with it, leading this sensation down a completely different path.
Her glossy pink lips parted slightly, releasing warm air, and her body began to move uncontrollably, seeking relief for that peculiar itch that was pushing her in another direction.
“Bai—Bai Yu! What’s happening to my body?!”
Her face was beet red, her gaze turning dazed.
She desperately wanted to grab something or cuddle something tiny and “squish” it tightly.
“Hang in there, I’m trying to mend your soul,” Bai Yu’s voice came from all around.
This process turned out to be simpler than she imagined; perhaps due to the soul void, her body instinctively responded to fix itself, much like a drowning individual instinctively clutches at whatever floats by. Once her essence began appearing in Zhao Mingyue’s body, she started to absorb it on her own.
This was a special process; ghosts were made of souls. As long as she approached Zhao Mingyue’s surface and let go of control, absorption would happen naturally.
Bai Yu didn’t know where human souls were specifically located; this thing was invisible.
To her, this was akin to taking a fever-reducing painkiller; no matter how it knew where the pain was, it just ended up in the stomach.
Circulate throughout the body, letting it absorb automatically.
It was the same operation she had just performed while expelling the Burning Heart Goddess.
No matter where the soul was, or what it was, as long as she fully eroded it, it would have an effect.
“Eep~” Zhao Mingyue uncontrollably let out a strange sound, her face flushing deeper. She felt like her consciousness was about to slip away. What used to be an itch transformed into a tingly sensation, like electricity coursing through her.
Why on earth did she feel this way during the soul mending process?
Also, why did it feel like Bai Yu was so “important”?
She liked Bai Yu, and enjoyed the time they spent together. However, during this soul repair process, she found Bai Yu’s importance in her heart soaring uncontrollably. It was an indescribable feeling.
If Bai Yu had just been a resident in her heart before, now she felt like Bai Yu had become a part of her soul—a terrifying yet bizarre elevation.
Bai Yu was unaware of Zhao Mingyue’s thoughts; if she had known, she wouldn’t have been surprised.
From a certain perspective, she truly had become a “part” of Zhao Mingyue.
Having coexisted together, and with their relationship being quite good, such feelings were perfectly normal.
The Burning Heart Goddess, having always been dormant, had no emotional foundation with Zhao Mingyue—she was practically a nightmare, so it was natural Zhao Mingyue felt nothing for her.
Zhao Mingyue’s gaze grew hazy, as if she were losing her shine. She bit her lip tightly, frowning as she tried to empty her mind.
As her body felt so peculiar, strange and barely controllable images began flooding her mind—images that were quite embarrassing. Strangely, the female protagonist of these thoughts was Bai Yu!
How frustrating! Right now, she was in a critical moment, and Bai Yu had even sacrificed part of herself to help her! And here she was, unable to cooperate, instead lost in wild fantasies about Bai Yu.
Even worse, she had just emerged from that dreamy nightmare, and now she didn’t even need to imagine any details—different styles of Bai Yu swirled around her.
To say this felt good, well, that was questionable.
It was less about comfort and more like torture—intense torture.
The desperate yearning, the restless heat in her body, her heartbeat racing; her nails dug deep into her palms.
Gradually, as the vacant feeling in her body faded, Zhao Mingyue noticed her temperature shifting from rising to dropping. A cold sensation not from outside but radiating from within her was spreading.
If she had previously felt around thirty-six degrees, now she felt more like thirty-three or thirty-four degrees.
That electric tingling came quickly, and just as quickly vanished, leaving tantalizing remnants behind—at least the feeling of Bai Yu becoming a part of her soul completely lingered on.
“Is this what it feels like to be a ghost?” Zhao Mingyue attempted to lift her hand, but her body was icy. Even three blankets couldn’t alleviate the chill. She felt a little weightless, her vision sharpening, while her smell and hearing dulled.
“Bai Yu, are you okay? Is it taking a toll on you?”
“I’m alright; I can handle it.”
Bai Yu withdrew her bl**d threads, her aura visibly weakened. She was in such a dire state that after retracting the threads, she struggled to maintain her form, showing signs of being semi-transparent.
She had managed to keep her previous body functioning better than a living person because of her bl**d threads’ high quantity and quality.
However, now, after extensively consuming the Burning Heart Goddess, she needed to fill the void left in Zhao Mingyue’s body.
Filling Zhao Mingyue’s body wouldn’t rely solely on bl**d threads; her own essence was also required.
Think of her body like a balloon—the bl**d threads are the air filling it, and what she provided to Zhao Mingyue was both the balloon and the gas.
Bai Yu detached from Zhao Mingyue; her face showed no change, acting as if she had just done something utterly trivial.
But her weakened aura and form gave her away.
“What’s going on?” The Dragon Lady approached.
“Success! Exactly as I anticipated.”
“What about the cost?”
“Same as expected.” She clenched her fist, realizing she had weakened herself by thirty percent. To recover, she would need to consume at least five more Red Clothes.
Eating ghosts would restore her threads, but as for her body, that required time to recuperate.
Ghosts were spirits, and eating ghosts had restoring effects, albeit at a slow pace.
“The price is acceptable.”
Bai Yu relaxed her hand and focused her gaze on Zhao Mingyue.
Zhao Mingyue was still adapting to her new body, lifting her hand to direct the bl**d threads to reach for a stone at the roadside. However, she found that the threads simply passed through it, failing to grab hold.
“Hey, why is it like this?”
“Because you’re not focusing,” Bai Yu stood by Zhao Mingyue, clenching her fist as several bl**d threads crushed the stone into dust.
“The bl**d threads are ethereal and highly malleable, but you need to practice extensively.”
Zhao Mingyue nodded thoughtfully, “So, it’s like a ghost’s body—it’s invisible and intangible unless controlled properly and with enough strength to maintain a solid form, right?”
“Exactly.”
“Got it.”
Zhao Mingyue was as excited as a child who just got a new toy and couldn’t stop practicing controlling the bl**d threads. After a while, she hugged Bai Yu from behind, resting her head on the Goddess’s shoulder.
“With these, when you possess me next time, will there be any improvements?”
Bai Yu had never thought about that angle; after a moment of contemplation, she nodded, “In theory, yes.”
“Awesome! Then let’s go have ‘late-night snacks’ tonight, and it’ll help you recover properly!”
With the Burning Heart Goddess gone, the hidden dangers in her body cleared up, and with Bai Yu’s power and their growing synchronization, the huge amounts Bai Yu had expended could eventually be regained through eating ghosts. So, in Zhao Mingyue’s eyes, tonight’s endeavor was a grand success—something to be joyous and celebratory about.
Just wondering where the Burning Heart Goddess ended up.
She must have died, right?
Zhao Mingyue was unaware of the Dragon Lady’s situation, and the Dragon Lady had no intention of sharing, not wanting to needlessly worry the girl.
From a distance, the Dragon Lady watched as Zhao Mingyue turned into a clingy cutie, once again vibrant and alive, unable to help but smile.
Being able to continue helping her silly sister felt pretty nice.
Some things were better left unsaid; with Zhao Mingyue’s personality, she would only worry about this and that.
So, let her be happy.
Besides, it wasn’t without cost.
In two days, she would need to borrow Bai Yu for “a bit.”
Forgive me, foolish sister.
You surely wouldn’t mind, right?
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The usual afternoon and evening routines, plus an extra chapter as a make-up for last night’s absence.
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