Whoosh!
At the critical moment, the wedding dress puppet's fingertip stopped less than a centimeter away from Qiao Suinian's brow. If it had gone any further, the puppet would have pierced through Qiao Suinian's head.
Ge Liefeng, standing nearby, broke out in a cold sweat; this was practically a life-or-death struggle!
"What did you say?" Wang Yuan's emotions finally wavered. He stared intently at Qiao Suinian, as if a drowning person had grasped at a last straw. "Do you know the consequences of lying to me?"
Why would I need to lie to you?
Qiao Suinian smiled, then pointed, and the woman in the crystal coffin actually pushed open the coffin lid by herself, and then slowly sat up.
Wang Yuan's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.
His beloved, long-deceased wife actually sat up in front of him! No words could describe the emotions Wang Yuan felt at that moment.
This is like a dying tycoon suddenly finding you and transferring all his assets to you; such a huge surprise immediately made Wang Yuan's brain stop thinking.
"No! There's no soul fluctuation! It's just a walking corpse! You're a necromancer!"
But Wang Yuan quickly realized something was wrong and turned to glare at Qiao Suinian.
"Are you kidding me?"
"Why would I play you? You know that necromancers are professionals who specialize in toying with life. When it comes to things like resurrection, no one in this world has more authority to speak on this than me."
Qiao Suinian smiled, then grabbed the hand of the wooden puppet in front of him and stabbed it through his own heart.
To Wang Yuan's astonishment, the sharp fingertips of the wooden carving pierced out from Qiao Suinian's back, staining the carving with blood. However, Qiao Suinian's expression remained unchanged. He pulled the wooden carving's hand out and then wiped away the bloodstains expressionlessly.
"If you want to resurrect your wife, then believe me, I am your only option." Qiao Suinian, whose heart had been pierced, shrugged indifferently.
Wang Yuan fell silent.
Today has brought him so many shocks. Is it really possible for someone in this world to survive having their heart pierced?
As for reviving his wife... such a thing is tantamount to defying the heavens. Even with Wang Yuan's strength, he wouldn't dare to even think about it. But Qiao Suinian's words clearly ignited a spark of hope in him.
"How will you be resurrected? Will you be resurrected as a human?" Wang Yuan lit another cigarette, took a deep drag, and asked.
“Of course, it’s impossible to resurrect her as a living person. I’m not a god. But I’m confident I can turn her into an undead creature to stay by your side. Her consciousness, memories, and body will all be the same as her original self, so it won’t affect your connection as human beings at all,” Qiao Suinian said.
"Shut up! Don't humiliate my feelings for her! I'm into pure love!" Wang Yuan suddenly shouted, then turned around and put his wife's body back into the coffin.
If Qiao Suinian told him that he could resurrect his wife as a normal person, he would be skeptical, but if it was an undead creature, Wang Yuan would believe it almost instantly.
As long as his wife could return to his side and he could see her smiling face again, what did it matter if she became an undead creature? Wang Yuan didn't care.
All he wanted was for his wife to come back to him; that was the only reason he lived. No matter what his wife became, he would still love her deeply.
He gazed lovingly at his wife's body before closing the coffin lid.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?" Wang Yuan asked, taking a deep breath.
There's no such thing as a free lunch. These two people couldn't have come all this way just to help him resurrect his wife.
“Great! It’s simple. Come with me to a place, open a door for me, and I guarantee your wife will come back to you alive and kicking.” Qiao Suinian said with a smile.
"make a deal!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Yuan agreed immediately, because he had no other choice. As long as he could revive his wife, even if there was only a sliver of hope, he would try without hesitation.
"Then I'll give you a day to arrange your own affairs. I'll have someone come to see you at this time tomorrow." Qiao Suinian nodded.
Wang Yuan didn't say much, but just gave Qiao Suinian a deep look.
“I want you to understand one thing: I have nothing left to lose, no matter the cost. All the violence, as long as it brings results. For her, I must do it.”
"So, if you dare to lie to me..."
Wang Yuan didn't continue speaking, but took a deep drag on his cigarette, the flickering embers seemingly conveying his determination.
"Don't worry, what I hate most is untrustworthy people. Untrustworthy people should go to the eighteenth level of hell."
Qiao Suinian nodded. Now all that's missing is the Preservative Hermit and Ji Kun. Ji Kun is relatively easy to deal with, as he has at least had some contact with him. But the Preservative Hermit is a different story.
Wang Yuan's weakness is too obvious, that is, his wife. As long as you start with his wife, you won't have to worry about him not helping you. But how can this lay Buddhist Bao Shu get the other party to be willing to go to Tianshan Sacred Lake with him?
Never mind, let's find them first. We can always deal with whatever comes our way.
Men are attracted to power, beauty, or money; there's always one of them that can sway them.
"Ge Liefeng, where does the lay Buddhist Baoshu live?" Qiao Suinian asked Ge Liefeng.
"Him? He's a master of seclusion, living in the city. He has a watermelon stall in the bustling city center of Kyoto, selling watermelons all day long. If you don't know what you're doing, you might really think he's just an ordinary watermelon vendor," Ge Liefeng explained.
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