Chapter 97
Leng Huai, lacking a soul and a spirit, is even lower than a ghost missing an arm or a leg. The fact that he was able to get out of here suggests that he suffered a lot.
The sea of ghosts was vast, and Mo Xiaoxin didn't know where to begin her search.
She hid behind a pillar, observing the surrounding movements.
Suddenly, a dark figure bumped into my shoulder, cursing and swearing, "Blocking my way, damn it, damn it!"
Mo Xiaoxin felt a sudden sinking sensation. She immediately held her breath and dared not move, like a statue.
The shadowy figure seemed to completely ignore her, hastily leaping over the pillar and flying forward.
Fortunately, the shadowy figure did not detect Mo Xiaoxin's presence as a living person.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, many dark figures flashed past her quickly, all heading in one direction.
Suddenly a voice came from behind: "Sister, you smell so good, but I have to go to the selection competition now..."
Turning her head, she saw the little boy reappear, and Mo Xiaoxin was startled, a chill running down her spine.
However, the two large ghosts did not appear; she could still handle just a little boy.
Her ability to deceive ghosts was already masterful: "Sweetie, tell me what the selection competition is? Then I'll let you eat it."
The little boy licked his dry lips, his bloodshot pupils looking terrifying: "The annual Ghost King selection. If you win, you can get the help of the previous Ghost King and leave here."
It turns out that getting out of here requires the Ghost King's approval.
No wonder Leng Huai had separated his soul and spirit and handed them over to the Xuan Snake in advance; entering this spirit realm is no more free than entering the underworld.
With so many people around, Leng Huai must be there too.
"Can you take me there?" Mo Xiaoxin asked.
The little boy tilted his head: "If I take you there, can I eat you?"
Mo Xiaoxin nodded without hesitation: "Of course."
The little boy skipped and hopped, leading Mo Xiaoxin to a spacious area.
Many participants are already eager to try.
A big-headed ghost yelled at the top of its lungs, "The selection competition has officially begun!"
The two ghosts in the middle of the arena began to fight.
The ghosts watching the spectacle cheered and waved flags.
The little boy's attention was involuntarily drawn to the two ghosts, and by the time he came to his senses, Mo Xiaoxin had already disappeared.
"My sister ran away again, I need to go find her..." the little boy said slowly.
She began searching for Leng Huai's figure among the group of ghosts. Fortunately, Mo Xiaoxin's living aura was overwhelmed by the aura of the ghosts, and no one came to bother her.
I searched for a long time but couldn't find Leng Huai. There were just too many ghosts here, and more and more were coming. I had no idea where Leng Huai was.
How long will it take to find it like this?
The ghosts in the arena were locked in a fierce battle.
She glanced at the ring.
An idea came to mind.
When Big Head Ghost announced the next contestant, Mo Xiaoxin stood up and shouted at Big Head Ghost on the stage: "It's no fun with just two people competing. A competition with three people is much more interesting."
From her conversation with the three ghosts, she discovered that ghosts don't think like normal people; they're more interested in doing interesting things.
Sure enough, the big-headed ghost simply stroked his chin and agreed to Mo Xiaoxin's suggestion.
Seeing that Big Head Ghost did not object, the two contestants waited for Mo Xiaoxin to come forward.
Mo Xiaoxin stepped onto the stage, and the two contestants, smelling the faint scent of a living person, suddenly felt a little hungry.
While they were still stunned, Mo Xiaoxin had already made her move, striking directly at their vital point.
Mo Xiaoxin discovered that her ice magic was particularly powerful in this spirit world.
Then what is she afraid of!
Both contestants were knocked down by Mo Xiaoxin's fierce attack in a single move, causing an uproar in the audience.
"That's amazing!"
Big-Headed Ghost's eyes lit up instantly. The previous, rather conventional competition was too boring, so he called out again, "Two more contestants!"
The other contestants were trembling with fear; they had never seen anyone win in one move and began to doubt their own abilities.
Mo Xiaoxin's charisma only lasted a short while before a head popped up from below the stage: "Sister, we found you!"
"She's alive! Grab her!" Two more heads popped up—the man missing his heart and the woman with a swollen face.
Oops.
Mo Xiaoxin knew something was wrong.
Their reminder prompted some people in the audience to agree.
"I just smelled the scent of a living person, and I thought I was mistaken."
The big-headed ghost standing next to Mo Xiaoxin stared intently at her, drool dripping from its mouth: "You are... a living person?"
Mo Xiaoxin chuckled twice and then ran off in a flash.
The entire arena descended into chaos as all the ghosts searched for Mo Xiaoxin.
No one heard the contestants' mournful cries: "We still want to compete!"
Being watched by so many people, Mo Xiaoxin hurriedly dashed around among the ghosts.
Mo Xiaoxin nimbly escaped from a large group of ghosts, panting heavily, only to be grabbed by a small hand as soon as she emerged.
"Sister, I've found you." The little boy grinned at Mo Xiaoxin, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth.
Mo Xiaoxin felt a chill run down her spine after reading this.
Without saying a word, she swung her fist and sent the kid flying.
The little ghost fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud, a sound that was noticed by the other ghosts, who all looked toward Mo Xiaoxin.
These ghosts wanted to eat Mo Xiaoxin, but they were afraid that she would attack them.
They recalled Mo Xiaoxin's recent heroic feats and began to assess their own and her fighting prowess to determine who was stronger.
After secretly speculating for a moment, they all retreated.
The little boy fell to the ground but got up again. He touched his broken leg and put it back on. He wanted to go find Mo Xiaoxin, but the two people, a man and a woman, grabbed him and wouldn't let him go.
Mo Xiaoxin noticed the fear these people had towards her and smiled slightly.
Big-Headed Ghost cursed inwardly at these cowardly ghosts, thinking that if they united, they could surely bite this living person to death.
As Big Head Ghost was pondering this, Mo Xiaoxin suddenly flew forward and lifted him up.
The big-headed ghost turned pale with fright and struggled incessantly: "Great, great hero, please spare me! I was just thinking it, I didn't really mean to harm you!"
Ignoring the chatter of the big-headed ghost, Mo Xiaoxin said to herself, "I'm not here to compete with everyone for the position of Ghost King. I'm just here in the spirit world to find someone."
Mo Xiaoxin stood on the arena, staring at the ghosts below.
The ghosts looked at each other in confusion. One ghost, trembling, mustered his courage and asked, "Whom are you looking for, young lady?"
Mo Xiaoxin described Leng Huai's appearance to the ghosts.
The more the ghosts listened, the more uneasy they felt.
"The person you're talking about seems to be our previous Ghost King."
Mo Xiaoxin was taken aback: "Ghost King?"
Big-Headed Ghost nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, the person you're talking about is indeed our Ghost King. His martial prowess is simply too strong! Just like you, he's one of the best among people."
Mo Xiaoxin frowned, her voice urgent: "Where is the Ghost King? Take me to him!"
The big-headed ghost nodded frantically: "The Ghost King is in the Ghost King's Palace."
Mo Xiaoxin didn't know if what these people were saying was true, or if it was a trap, but she had to go and see for herself no matter what.
Led by Big-Headed Ghost and a group of ghosts, the group finally arrived outside the Ghost King's Palace.
The Ghost King Palace was so luxurious that it didn't look like a dwelling place for ghosts; it was more like the Demon Realm.
Mo Xiaoxin couldn't help but believe it, but if this Ghost King was Leng Huai, why had Leng Huai stayed here all these years instead of returning to the Demon Realm?
The answer lies within this Ghost King's Palace; there's no point in thinking about it now.
Big-headed Ghost led Mo Xiaoxin into the Ghost King's Palace, while the ghosts, unable to enter, waited outside.
The Ghost King's Palace was heavily guarded, with soldiers staring grimly at the two people who walked in from outside.
Big-Headed Ghost was an old acquaintance here. The soldiers all knew him and didn't question them much, assuming that Mo Xiaoxin was the newly elected Ghost King.
The big-headed ghost led Mo Xiaoxin to the outside of the main hall and then stopped. He said to Mo Xiaoxin, "I can't go in. You go in by yourself."
Then the big-headed ghost disappeared.
Mo Xiaoxin looked at the grand hall, which was exactly the same as the Demon Realm, and felt a mix of emotions.
Upon entering the main hall, one sees the Ghost King resting on his bed.
That face was so familiar; wasn't it Leng Huai, who had disappeared long ago?
“Leng Huai…” Mo Xiaoxin called softly.
Leng Huai, who was on the bed, had already noticed. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Xiaoxin standing below.
Their eyes met, as if they had a thousand emotions they wanted to express to each other, but neither of them spoke.
The entire hall was eerily quiet, with only the two of them present.
As soon as Mo Xiaoxin entered, she noticed the scars on Leng Huai's hand, which appeared to be old injuries.
Remembering what his mother had said about Leng Huai suffering greatly in the spirit world, he now sits on the throne of the Ghost King, which must have been a lot of suffering.
"Come back with me." Mo Xiaoxin broke the silence first, her voice firm and unwavering.
Leng Huai lowered his eyes, seemingly unsure how to speak. Then he said, "My wish has been fulfilled. I have no more attachments to staying in the Demon Realm. I might as well while away the time in this Ghost King's Palace."
Mo Xiaoxin's anger flared up instantly. She stepped forward and looked down at Leng Huai: "Who said you have no worries? Aren't I your worries? You married me into the Demon Realm and then you abandoned me?"
Leng Huai was stunned, staring at the face he missed so much, lost in thought: "I..."
Yes, he was the one who married her, but...
“Weren’t you hurt by your mother’s words? You went through countless hardships to become the Ghost King, only to find that your mother doesn’t love you,” Mo Xiaoxin said, emphasizing each word.
Leng Huai, having his secret thoughts exposed, stared blankly at the ground, somewhat dejected.
"You renovated the Ghost King's Palace to resemble the Demon Realm, which shows that you still yearn for the Demon Realm, doesn't it? The people of the Demon Realm are still waiting for their Demon Lord leader. Don't you want to take care of them anymore?"
"And...it's not that no one loves you, there's me."
Mo Xiaoxin gently stroked Leng Huai's face. His face was still as handsome as before, but his eyes looked dull and lifeless because of all he had been through.
Her hands were a little cold, but Leng Huai didn't feel anything was wrong; his heart was warmed by the presence of her hands.
He gently covered Mo Xiaoxin's hand with his own, then pulled her into his arms and tenderly kissed her lips, which she had longed for.
Leng Huai's lips were hot yet cautious, as if testing her feelings. She closed her eyes and responded softly.
Leng Huai seemed to want to melt Mo Xiaoxin into his embrace, and did not let go for a long time.
A moment later, Mo Xiaoxin breathed softly in Leng Huai's arms, and murmured again, "Come back with me."
Leng Huai did not refuse again.
Big-headed Ghost led a large group of ghosts to wait at the entrance of the Ghost King's Palace, unaware that their Ghost King had already left the spirit world.
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