Chapter 209: Lu Liangting: Trying to Get My Son into Trouble, Huh?
This time, the task required the Thousand Eyes Godmother to take the blame and leave some traces with her power. They didn’t need to know her identity just yet, but they definitely had to understand that the abandoned factory was robbed, the Gatekeeper was killed, and it was all because of this Evil God.
Bai Yu didn’t need anyone alive to alert her. Deliberately leaving one survivor would just complicate things. The best plan was to wipe out everyone and leave behind a corpse entangled with cursed energy.
As long as there was cursed energy, they wouldn’t even think about this place—forget about it completely!
Only an Evil God could do this without making a sound for an entire night, not giving anyone the chance to send a message out. They wouldn’t believe that any little red-dressed ghost or other evil spirit could pull something like that off.
As for the remaining three Gatekeepers, panting and gasping, they had no effective means left to deal with Bai Yu. After their brief confrontation, they realized they were just being toyed with; Bai Yu hadn’t even taken them seriously.
Their protective formations were ignored, their ink line snapped in half, and their spirit-keeping nails were brushed aside like they were nothing. None of their exorcist arrows, talismans, or ghost tools had any effect. They had even resorted to using their lives and bl**d to sketch out a ghost-killing formation on the ground as a last-ditch effort. And then—whoosh! A bl**d thread swept through, and everything was gone.
Other than that, their knives and swords inscribed with talismans were utterly useless.
When they saw the old man pull out his prized copper coin sword to stab at Bai Yu, she just reached out, grabbed it, and with a casual twist—poof!—there was a puff of black smoke, and the sword was shattered. They were utterly despaired.
It wasn’t that their ghost-killing methods had lost effectiveness; it was that the opponent simply wasn’t afraid.
The damage they could inflict was limited, and by the time they raised their eyebrows and squinted, they were completely healed.
It’s common knowledge that a powerful Evil Ghost is fundamentally linked to the bl**d threads within their body; injury and recovery are directly tied to those bl**d threads. And Bai Yu? To the three Gatekeepers, her bl**d threads seemed absolutely limitless, completely rolling over the typical little red-dress ghost.
They couldn’t help but think a question—
How many little red-dress ghosts had this chick eaten to reach such a terrifying realm?
If the effective damage they could do to Bai Yu was one, then her recovery speed was easily twenty or more.
To put it bluntly, if Bai Yu stood there hitting them while they were outputting as hard as they could, even for half an hour, they wouldn’t be able to do her anything serious—that is, unless they resurrected all five little red-dress ghosts and swarmed her.
“Time’s up.” Bai Yu glanced at her watch, seemingly ignoring the shocked and puzzled expressions of the three, and just turned around and sauntered off outside.
“Wait… What?!”
It was like d*ath had shown up at your hospital bed, ready to carry away your already dwindling life, and then just said, “Time’s up! Gotta go! Clocked out!” and turned around without even a second look.
Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, a silhouette cloaked in black mist appeared in their sight.
The figure in black mist didn’t say a word. Before their eyes, it morphed countless times in just a second. First, it was their deceased loved ones, then it morphed into the pitiful souls they’d killed—so many changes, and before they realized it, it was too late. Before them stood a grotesque statue covered in eyes.
Thousands of eyes rolled about, looking slippery and sticky. Each eye was different, belonging to men, women, and children. The only thing they had in common was that all the eyes were hollow and dark, filled with bl**d veins, resentment, and pain, with twisted emotions sending shivers down their spines.
At this moment, Bai Yu arrived at the green-haired guy who was lying on the ground, half-dead after being pelted by a bottle of calcium drink.
She glanced at the bottle on the ground, eyebrows raised. Lu Liangting must really be going crazy—this wasn’t his usual style. After all, this green-haired guy was after Lu Liangting’s sister’s ashes, and judging by his behavior, he was quite the little sister-con.
Let’s just say the green-haired guy stepped right on a landmine.
Bending down slightly, Bai Yu used a bl**d thread to lift the green-haired guy’s coat, illuminating the Buddha pendant hanging around his neck. The moment the bl**d thread got near, Bai Yu felt a distinct burning sensation.
If she felt it that significantly, you could bet a regular ghost wouldn’t dare come within two meters of that pendant!
Such a treasure? Bai Yu wasn’t shaken by it.
It was clear this green-haired guy had some status; the other six were under him, that sort of revered position. This meant the green-haired guy was probably the son or grandson of a main Gatekeeper.
“Bai Yu, I’ve taken care of things here. Is there anything else to do?”
Hearing the Thousand Eyes Godmother’s words, Bai Yu stood up. Behind her, the three Gatekeepers, under the curse energy wielded by the Godmother, directly drew their knives and committed s*icide, plunging them right into their hearts, their faces wearing an eerie smile as if they were doing this to offer themselves to the great divine.
The Godmother hadn’t even done anything; she just shot them a glance, and they turned into this. The power of an Evil God was truly astonishing.
“k*ll this guy and get that pendant off his neck. Use your cursed energy to corrode it—but don’t corrode it all the way through, just halfway! You want to leave that ‘I give up’ feeling.”
“Got it!” The Thousand Eyes Godmother cheerfully replied, bouncing over like a little girl who just got a lollipop.
She looked cute, but let’s not forget she had just killed three people without batting an eye half a minute ago.
The Thousand Eyes Godmother was quite the outrageous character in the realm of Godmothers.
Wrapping all the corpses in bl**d threads, she began to devour them slowly, clearing all traces left at the scene. Naturally, when the Gatekeepers came to investigate, they’d only think that an Evil God had attacked, turned everyone into believers, and taken them away.
There was no message sent in time—only this explanation made sense. Plus, the cursed pendant lying on the ground and the angry spirits in the air would make it clear what had happened.
Lifting Lu Liangting’s father, Bai Yu had him ride in the car, then looked around to confirm there were no further issues and no cameras before jumping back into the vehicle, merging into Zhao Mingyue’s shadow.
At this moment, Zhao Mingyue was still examining the bank card in her hand, her expression complex.
On one hand, she sighed over how Lu Liangting’s family was absurdly rich; on the other, she thought about how to spend this money if she got her hands on it.
Should she buy a small but nicely renovated apartment?
It’d improve her living situation; now that Bai Yu had a body, the three of them plus a big fox and a cat would be a bit cramped.
“Bai Yu, you’re back! How did it go?”
“Already cleaned up, and the person was rescued.” Bai Yu communicated mentally, saying this to Zhao Mingyue.
“Great! Otherwise, I’d feel like this money would be impossible to take.”
Maybe it was because Lu Liangting had such a different life growing up, he had no clue how astronomical this sum was for a poor girl who hadn’t even graduated and still had to work to pay rent.
It wasn’t that one side got the better of the deal; she got the money and started her plan. For Bai Yu, absorbing five little red-dress ghosts was like having a feast. For Lu Liangting, spending a little was well worth it to save his father and brother.
With the rain pouring down, they stuffed the still-unconscious middle-aged man into the passenger seat while Lu Liangting slid into the driver’s seat.
“Thanks again.”
“Eh, no need. You already paid me.”
“There’s still more money. When my father wakes up, I’ll ask him for you; he’s a decent guy and will give you something.” Lu Liangting started the car and turned away from the abandoned factory.
“By the way, Mingyue, I mentioned before that you should consider moving to a different place. I was worried about your safety then, but now that’s not a concern anymore. Still, changing your living environment wouldn’t hurt. Staying in that dark, damp place is bad for your health.”
“How about this—I have plenty of real estate in my family. I’ll see if I can get you something later. It might not be too big, maybe around 170 or 180 square meters, but for you and Bai Yu, it might be too big anyway. A huge empty place doesn’t feel homey.”
It was clear Lu Liangting was in a fantastic mood; he even turned on some music.
“Ah, no, that’s unnecessary. Bai Yu and I…”
“Ah, it’s nothing. Just a small expense. My family deals in real estate too; we’ve got plenty of houses.”
Hearing this, even Bai Yu couldn’t help but chime in, “Your father has a little ghost on him that’s already connected to his soul. You can’t deal with that by yourself.”
As she spoke, a bl**d thread extended out, wrapping tightly around the little ghost’s neck and squeezing hard. Without giving the ghost a chance to react, it was drained empty and shriveled.
“All done now.”
If they didn’t step in to help now, Zhao Mingyue would be embarrassed to d*ath.
Lu Liangting glanced sideways and saw his father waking up, quickly speaking, “Thanks a lot!”
“Mm.”
Inside the car, after Lu Liangting’s dad was completely awake, he handed over a bottle of mineral water.
“Where am I?” the middle-aged man frowned.
“You’re out now; we’re on the way home.”
“Out? Did your Uncle Hu help?” Lu Liangting’s father asked.
“Nope, it was me and Mingyue who helped rescue you. No force involved—just brains. Don’t ask any more; I’ll tell you when we get back.”
“Mingyue?”
Seeing Lu Liangting gesture to the back seat, the middle-aged man turned to catch sight of Zhao Mingyue and lit up, “Thank you, young lady! Your name is Mingyue, right?”
“My last name is Zhao, Zhao Mingyue.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Lu Changlin, this rascal’s father. Thanks a lot! You’re not hurt, are you? This little brat causes trouble; I’ll give him a proper scolding when we get back.”
Zhao Mingyue awkwardly waved her hands, “I’m fine! I just offered a suggestion; Lu Liangting is the real hero.”
“Good, as long as you’re okay. If you have any issues, feel free to call me. Here’s my number.”
Lu Changlin recited his number and then went quiet, stretching his sore body. He seemed completely uninterested in the kidnappers or the whole ordeal, casually bringing up, “Liangting, I remember we have a dinner party at home in two weeks, right? Aren’t you short a lady companion?”
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