Chapter 129: Chapter 128: Certain Death Tonight!
The Daoist set up an altar in the courtyard, casting incantations with paper money whirling in the air.
He held a Peach Wood Sword in his hand, black dog blood splattering in mid-air.
"Go!"
The Daoist’s eyes sharpened as he threw out a talisman from where he stood, and an exorcism formation appeared beneath his feet.
"Bold demon, reveal yourself immediately!"
With a commanding shout, the red-clad female ghost was forced to emerge from Chu Wenyao’s body and appeared floating in the air. She let out a heartrending scream as she was struck by the talisman and fell powerlessly to the ground.
Her blood-red eyes stared at them unwillingly.
"Ah! It feels good, it feels so good! Hahaha, you wretched ghost, are you really the one who’s been possessing me all along? Who gave you such audacity!"
Chu Wenyao rose from the ground, the chill on his body suddenly diminished. He revealed his wicked expression, pointing viciously at the female ghost, "Juan, who told you not to follow me initially. You chose to kill yourself; it has nothing to do with me, does it? By haunting me like this, in the end, you’ll just end up with your soul shattered to pieces, without even the fate to be reborn. You brought it upon yourself."
"Bah!" The ghost Juan glared at him with hatred, "You forcibly took a woman against her will and have such the audacity to speak high-sounding words. Truly shameless. I rejected you countless times, yet you completely disregarded my wishes and even humiliated me in front of others. You wanted me to be a concubine for someone like you. Dream on. I was forced to death by your Chu Family, and my father... though he was old, he was in good health. If he hadn’t seen me dead with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have left with me. Chu Wenyao, I’m going to make you pay with your life for everything."
Chu Wenyao, hands on his hips, said proudly, "So what? Even if you’ve become a ghost, you can’t kill me. When we went to Yizhuang that day, it was indeed a mistake that your spirit wasn’t suppressed. That’s your own problem, Juan. My Chu Family has wealth and power. Becoming my concubine would have been your good fortune, living a life where you wouldn’t have to worry about food or clothing. It’s because you didn’t want a good life that you ended up as a ghost after your death."
"Chu Wenyao, do you really think the world doesn’t know what you’ve done? You forcefully took what you wanted, and being your concubine would end up in tragedy. Don’t you know how many lives you’ve stained your hands with? Haven’t enough of your concubines died by your hand?" Juan cursed him in a fit of anger, her aura of resentment was extremely strong.
Chu Wenyao sneered coldly, "So what if they know? Do they dare harm me? A bunch of lowly people, even as ghosts, can’t kill me. Isn’t it frustrating?"
"Ahhhh!"
Chu Wenyao’s arrogant words provoked Juan, who angrily unleashed her resentment.
In a sudden leap, she broke free from the exorcism array and was about to pounce on Chu Wenyao.
"Vile creature, don’t be so arrogant!" The Daoist, taken aback, hurriedly thrust his wooden sword toward her.
As Juan was about to be cut and turned into nothingness, Yu Nianzhao flicked her finger gently, a subtle golden light deflecting the Peach Wood Sword slightly, causing it to miss its target.
"Chu Wenyao, I’m going to kill you!" Juan stretched her sharp fingers, about to strangle Chu Wenyao.
Terrified, Chu Wenyao instinctively hid behind Mr. Chu.
The golden light on Mr. Chu repelled Juan, burning her soul, leaving her too weak to seek revenge.
Mr. Chu, trembling with fear, after regaining his senses, furiously pulled out Chu Wenyao from behind him, "You little brat, using your father as a shield! I helped you cover things up and even invited a Daoist to clean up your mess. How can you do this? If it weren’t for the magic artifact given by my elder brother, this female ghost would have succeeded."
Chu Wenyao clasped his hands together and said aggrievedly, "Father, I couldn’t help it. You saw the situation earlier, I nearly lost my life. It was a subconscious reaction, and you’re my father; you have to protect me."
Mr. Chu glared angrily, "Haven’t you caused enough trouble since you were young? How many times have I cleaned up after you? How can you always get entangled with women? You’re grown up now; you should focus on your official duties, or what will become of your future?"
"Hmph, with Uncle and the others supporting me, what do I have to fear?"
Chu Wenyao sneered, not taking the situation seriously at all.
Mr. Chu laughed angrily, "Do you think the Chu Family’s prestige will last forever? You’re truly a good-for-nothing! Only when you suffer will you understand pain. The next incident like this, even I, your father, won’t help you. If you find yourself in trouble and can’t solve it, even dying outside would be your own doing."
With that, Mr. Chu swirled his sleeves and left.
"Tch, it’s just a small matter. Is there a need to get so angry?" Chu Wenyao sneered, disdainfully looking at Juan, whose spirit was fading, "Juan, whether in this life as a human or as a ghost, you can’t defeat me. In the next life... oh, that’s right, you don’t even have a next life!"
He laughed sinisterly, "Daoist, it’s already late into the night; it’s about time. Make her spirit disperse completely so that I can sleep peacefully."
The Daoist frowned slightly, disagreeing with his words, "Young Master Wenyao, you’ve been tainted with a considerable amount of killing aura. I, a humble Daoist, have already expended much effort helping you suppress those vengeful spirits. If you continue to invoke further malevolence, it will render my previous efforts useless, and you will certainly face backlash."
Chu Wenyao shrugged it off, "You can handle it. You’re certainly more competent than that Princess Consort Su. Hahaha, now that I’m free of this female ghost, tomorrow I’ll flaunt at King Yan’s temple. I’ll show them that even without her assistance, I can survive."
"Why are you still standing there? Quickly make this female ghost’s soul dissipate so I can get some sleep," Chu Wenyao ordered, shouting commands.
The Daoist, suppressing his anger, obliged due to his paid duty, and moved to thrust the Peach Wood Sword toward Juan again.
Juan closed her eyes in despair.
A Fire Talisman flew over, igniting the Peach Wood Sword instantly, reducing it to ashes scattered in the air.
The Daoist’s hand was burned. In shock, he looked around nervously, "Who is it? Who can silently destroy my Peach Wood Sword? Are you human or ghost?"
Chu Wenyao shrank a bit, his previous arrogance quickly disappeared, and he hid behind the Daoist, "Who are you talking to? Is there someone else here after all?"
"Under this sky, there truly are too many filthy and unscrupulous things happening. Chu Wenyao, you, like Chu Wenjia, are incorrigible. I’ve said it before, you’re facing your demise. You, yes, you will surely die tonight!" Yu Nianzhao sat on the roof, her cold voice wafting over. It was then they noticed her presence.