Chapter 2 You Don't Dare to Kill Me

The vengeful ghost's head suddenly spun 180 degrees, locking onto Xie Xun. Her face had no features, only a bloody hole. The two rotting corpses on the ground also broke free of their restraints, screaming as they lunged at him.

Just as the corpse's claws were about to touch his throat, Xie Xun gritted his teeth and threw all the talismans in his hand at it, chanting incantations.

He easily dealt with the rotting mother and child, but the vengeful ghost was incredibly ferocious. The peach wood sword only left a white mark on its body before Xie Xun was thrown to the ground by a claw, and the peach wood sword broke in the process.

He was struck by such force that he vomited blood, his back pressed against the cold mirror, where countless pale hands gripped his hands and feet tightly.

The vengeful ghost became even more excited by the alluring smell of blood in the air.

Xie Xun was driven to the brink of despair, his nose filled with the stench of decay, and any lingering hope in his heart was utterly shattered.

Sure enough, bad luck is bad luck; it won't change its fate just because life comes knocking on your door. The shrill voice of a vengeful ghost filled his ears, and a headless female ghost crawled towards him like a cockroach. Even the ghostly hand gripping his hands and feet in the mirror became even more frantic.

"Snacks! Snacks!! I want snacks!!!"

In despair, Xie Xun struggled to pull out the jade pendant hanging around his neck. He pressed his fingertips against the crack in the pendant, a ruthless glint of desperation flashing in his eyes. "Today, I'll see if you guys are more vicious, or if what's inside is more vicious!"

He was already in dire straits, and he could accept any outcome, no matter how bad. But what if he could negotiate with the suppressed demon and gain a glimmer of hope?

Xie Xun wanted to take a gamble.

At worst, I'll be devoured by the vengeful ghosts in this house and the evil spirits in this jade-suppressed place; it doesn't matter.

Before the vengeful ghost could react, he grabbed the jade pendant and slammed it hard onto the ground!

With a "whoosh," jade pieces scattered, and a chilling wind instantly swept through the entire room, causing the temperature to drop sharply. A thin layer of frost quickly formed on the walls, and a fierce ghostly aura filled the air, with black mist slowly condensing.

The vengeful ghost was instantly subdued.

From within the black mist, a man in a dark brocade robe gradually appeared.

His black hair fell loosely, and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye seemed to be tempered by a thousand years of ice in the dim light, exuding a terrifying aura of malevolence. He casually raised his hand, and the bones of the ghostly hand that was blocking Xie Xun shattered instantly. The vengeful ghost seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, and its shrill screams were endless.

"Quiet down."

The man frowned, glancing impatiently at the vengeful ghost. With a single look, he snapped the ghost's bones in half, silencing its scream abruptly.

Xie Xun watched as the black-robed demon walked towards him step by step, and with each step it took, the blood on the ground congealed a little more.

He gripped the broken peach wood sword in his hand and kept moving backward, but the next moment, cold fingers suddenly grabbed his neck, the force gradually tightening, forcing him to tilt his head back and gasp for breath.

"A descendant of the Xie family?"

The evil spirit stared at Xie Xun's face, which was slightly flushed from suffocation.

It was a face that was beautiful in a way that was almost aggressive. Even on the verge of life and death, there was no panic, only calmness. The fox-like eyes with their upturned corners welled up with tears, but they seemed to be filled with a layer of shimmering light.

very beautiful.

A fleeting hint of surprise crossed Fu Qinghuai's eyes, very faint, before being quickly replaced by a surge of hatred. He curled his lips into a wicked smile, "What, you let me out because you think you've lived too long?"

Xie Xun was struggling to breathe as he was being choked, but he showed no fear. Instead, he gave a cold laugh.

“You have been sealed for hundreds of years... your soul is incomplete, isn’t it? I have a pure Yin constitution... I can help you find the rest of your soul.”

He spoke with difficulty, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, "Cooperation... help me kill these vengeful ghosts, and I'll allow you to absorb my essence to nourish your remnant soul... otherwise, if I die, and you've just broken free from your seal... you won't last long either..."

Fu Qinghuai's eyes narrowed, and his fingertips lingered intimately on Xie Xun's thin lips.

Her lips were a deep red, very alluring.

"Trying to use yourself as bait to negotiate with me?"

The demon's tone was dangerous and playful. Seeing that even in his inferior position, the man still maintained a provocative attitude, the demon suddenly chuckled, brushed his thumb against the man's lower lip, and leaned down to sneer, "Do you think you're worthy?"

However, Xie Xun actually laughed, a laugh with a touch of madness that only made his androgynous face even more handsome.

Whether you're a good match or not... isn't up to you to decide.

Looking at the ferocity in Fu Qinghuai's eyes, he deliberately pinched the evil spirit's chin with his blood-stained fingertips, his tone flippant, "Incomplete souls and wandering ghosts are most afraid of people with pure yin constitutions detonating their own yang energy. If I were to bite my tongue and commit suicide now, do you think the resentment of all the vengeful ghosts in this room would shatter your newly formed soul even more?"

"Want to take a gamble and see if you'll crush me first, or if I'll drag you down with me?"

These words, half true and half false, immediately struck at Fu Qinghuai's weak spot.

He was right.

The demon's fingers gripping Xie Xun's neck suddenly froze, and the black mist around it churned violently. It avoided Xie Xun's hand, lowering its eyes to stare at the handsome young man's deliberately puffed-out chest, like a venomous snake baring its fangs in a defiant show of defiance when cornered.

It's just a death throes, pathetic and laughable!

"To die together? Ha, you overestimate yourself."

Fu Qinghuai deliberately brushed Xie Xun's Adam's apple with his fingertip, feeling it throb rapidly at his touch, and a wicked smile curved his lips. "If you die, it'll only take a few more days for me to find a new person with a pure Yin constitution."

Xie Xun tilted his head and laughed, his fox-like eyes glistening with tears, yet unable to conceal his mockery.

"Wait a few more days? Who are you trying to fool?"

He raised an eyebrow and glanced at the black mist surrounding the evil spirit. "With your soul in such a state, every day you wait, the resentment will turn back on you. By the time you find the next pure Yin constitution, you might be the one who shatters into dust."

After saying that, Xie Xun leaned forward, closing the distance and looking directly into the demon's eyes. The atmosphere suddenly became more ambiguous as he spoke, word by word.

"You wouldn't dare kill me."