The screams were heart-wrenching and echoed throughout the heavens and earth, enough to break the hearts of all who saw and heard them.

Lord Ghost King stood to the side, holding Ji Xiaoxiao, watching coldly.

Perhaps out of divine intervention, the dark, oppressive sky, like a storm cloud looming over a city, suddenly dropped in pressure, the temperature changed abruptly, and rain began to fall, a fine, continuous drizzle that seemed weightless. Meanwhile, the surrounding air reeked of blood for miles around, filled with the incessant wails and howls of ghosts, making the atmosphere all the more chilling and terrifying.

"He will die, won't he?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked the Ghost King.

Lord Ghost King's eyes never left the black smoke as he said with immense pride, "That black energy is called Bone-Melting Heart-Powdering, formed from the resentment and evil energy of countless ghosts. Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal cannot resist it. A mere Nascent Soul cultivator who encounters Bone-Melting Heart-Powdering is doomed to die."

Upon hearing this, Ji Xiaoxiao's heart calmed down a bit, but it still pounded rapidly.

"Waaah... Ah, Master, save me, save me!" she cried out in despair.

"Youche, don't panic, your master is coming to save you." He was willing but powerless.

"It hurts so much, Master, it hurts so much, Master, ah..." she cried out urgently and weakly.

"Youche, why are you here? Youche, Master is coming right now..." Overwhelmed with grief.

Amidst the chaos of battle between Venerable Kangyi and his disciples, it wasn't long before the disciple whom Venerable Kangyi called Youche transformed into smoke and merged into the black smoke, turning back to seek revenge on Venerable Kangyi.

Despite the fact that the war was clearly one-sided, Ji Xiaoxiao was still inexplicably uneasy.

"Lord Ghost King, I'm a little scared. Do you think someone will come to save him?"

Ji Xiaoxin's preoccupied appearance also worried the Ghost King.

"If you want him dead, then I will ensure he is never reincarnated," the Ghost King said solemnly.

Holding Ji Xiaoxiao's arm felt like the dead of winter, but Ji Xiaoxiao felt very comfortable.

"Trust me." The Ghost King gently kissed Ji Xiaoxiao's lips.

Ji Xiaoxiao nodded, her eyebrows adorned with spring blossoms, and blushed as she met the Ghost King's gaze.

The Ghost King said nothing, but his attacks on Venerable Kangyi and his disciples were even more ruthless and vicious. Presumably, it wouldn't be long before there was no living thing left within the black smoke.

Ji Xiaoxiao stood quietly, and just as success seemed imminent, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, easily dispersing the black smoke. As the smoke dissipated, a mangled, bloody "corpse" was revealed.

The skeletal remains of Venerable Kangyi and the battered and bruised Wuhen emitted hoarse "uh uh" sounds from their throats. The sounds were extremely unpleasant, as if they were about to pierce one's eardrums.

Lord Ghost King walked over and stomped on Venerable Kangyi's wrist, breaking it.

"I do not know why Heaven is helping you. However, your opponent is me. You are destined to die here tonight, right now, your body and soul will be scattered and there will be no reincarnation."

The Ghost King twisted his ankle, and his bones instantly turned to dust.

Venerable Kangyi was indeed a powerful figure. He chuckled and, through sheer effort, used some secret technique to send his disciple Wuhen back to the Qingshui Sect.

"Wuhen, from this day forward, you are the Sect Master of the Clear Water Sect."

"Master, I'm not leaving. If you want to leave, we'll leave together." Wuhen was stubborn and refused to listen to advice.

"Don't be silly, Master has the help of Heaven, everything will be alright."

Wuhen was powerless and could only watch helplessly as Venerable Kangyi activated the spatial teleportation.

"You deserve to die!" the Ghost King roared in fury.

To have someone escape right under his nose, and in front of his beloved woman no less, utterly humiliated the Ghost King. Only after torturing Venerable Kangyi with extreme cruelty hundreds and thousands of times did the Ghost King finally take pity on him and give his soul to the other ghosts to replenish their bodies.

"Little White, I'm sorry." The Ghost King lowered his head and apologized to Ji Xiaoxiao in a muffled voice, "I went back on my word and confiscated everyone's property."

"Will you blame me?" the Ghost King asked softly, feeling uneasy.

Ji Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, but simply hugged the Ghost King into her arms, and was immediately satisfied.

Venerable Kangyi is dead, Peach Blossom Village is safe and sound, Lord Ghost King...?

"Lord Ghost King, what's wrong?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked in a panic.

What exactly happened? Why is the Demon King's body gradually disappearing?

Having spent more than a decade together, the ordinary moments are filled with beautiful memories. How could Ji Xiaoxiao remain indifferent to the Ghost King who has always cherished and protected her?

"If Heaven decrees my death, then I have no choice but to die."

The Ghost King gazed greedily at Ji Xiaoxiao, as if he wanted to imprint her face and voice deeply in his heart, so that he would never forget her, even in reincarnation.

"How could this be? How could this happen?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked, her eyes filled with pearls.

The Way of Heaven, the Way of Heaven, and yet it is the Way of Heaven again.

At this moment, Ji Xiaoxiao's hatred turned towards the lofty Heavenly Dao.

After a moment of distraction, Ji Xiaoxiao immediately regained consciousness due to the intense pain.

Ji Xiaoxiao looked down slightly and saw that the Ghost King's sword had pierced her heart.

"I think that we can never be separated, whether in life or in death."

The heart is the most vulnerable and vital organ in the human body; a single sword strike piercing it can instantly kill. Ji Xiaoxiao, though at the Nascent Soul stage, was already at her last gasp.

Ji Xiaoxiao did not answer the Ghost King's question. She merely smiled slightly, then collapsed weakly into the Ghost King's arms and fell into a deep sleep without any regrets.

When Ji Xiaoxiao woke up again, she found herself transported to another world.

Chen Xiaobai is the only daughter of Chen Zhuti, a great philanthropist in Taoyuan Town. At the age of eighteen, she married Bai Huisi, an orphan, and became Chen's son-in-law.

Bai Huisi was dashing and debonair. Chen Xiaobai had no aversion or disgust towards the marriage arranged by his parents and happily waited for Bai Huisi.

The two married, their love envied by all. A year later, Bai Huisi gave birth to a son. The birth of a son meant that the family line would continue, ensuring the continuation of the ancestral worship. The Chen family was overjoyed, and Bai Huisi was ecstatic, yet felt a slight sense of loss, because her son did not bear the surname Bai.

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