Chapter 8 This Emperor wouldn't mind scattering their souls to the winds.
The Shen Family Manor at night is quiet, devoid of the daytime hustle and bustle.
The expensive smart lighting system automatically adjusts to the lowest setting.
Only a few dim wall lamps remained on the corridor walls, casting shadows on the carpet and expensive wood paneling, which only added to the eeriness.
However, a chilling aura was rapidly spreading through the luxurious second-floor corridor.
Shen Yuepo suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the door.
In the corridor.
A person, or rather a thing that barely maintains a human shape, is walking in an extremely bizarre manner.
In fact, it can no longer be called leaving.
Her limbs were bent at impossible angles, and her head drooped at a tilt, almost touching her shoulders.
What's most disgusting is her face—
His face looked like it was covered with pustules oozing thick, yellow fluid.
One eyeball dangled from beside the rotting cheek, while the other, filled with a venomous, blood-red light, stared fixedly ahead—
That direction led directly to the door of Shen Yurou's bedroom.
With each step she took, her joints made a sickeningly loud "clack" sound, her resentment palpable.
It's about to turn into a vengeful ghost.
Shen Yuepo's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he waved his hand—
"Ugh!" The vengeful spirit let out a shrill scream.
In the blink of an eye, that rotting face was thrust straight at Shen Yuepo, its drooping eyeballs spinning wildly, and its blood-red maw gaping open.
For an ordinary person, just one glance would be enough to terrify them out of their wits.
But Shen Yuepo remained unfazed, his fingers gripping her wrist like iron clamps, refusing to budge.
With his other hand, he made a hand seal and touched the vengeful spirit's brow: "Dispel all filth, reveal your true form!"
The thick, suffocating resentment and decay surrounding the vengeful spirit faded, revealing a pale, snow-white face beneath.
The oozing wound healed quickly, and the pustules disappeared.
In just a few breaths, standing in front of Shen Yuepo was a young woman wearing an expensive white dress that was torn and stained with mud.
She was in her early twenties, with skin as white as snow, extremely delicate features, and an air of noble elegance about her.
But at this moment, only a blank look remained on that stunningly beautiful face.
She stared blankly at her hands, now completely healed, then suddenly touched her face, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Then, she raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her.
"You...you can see me?!"
Shen Yuepo released her hand, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment.
This person... was actually surrounded by golden light.
It seems this person did a lot of good deeds during his lifetime.
Looking at the golden light emanating from her, Shen Yuepo said, "This is not a place for you to linger. Who harmed you? What is the basis for your grievance?"
The woman's soul trembled violently at the mention of the words "harm you".
Shen Yuepo cast a spell to calm Xiao Wanxing down.
"I am Xiao Wanxing from the Xiao family of the capital. The person who harmed me... was Shen Yurou."
Shen Yuepo's gaze was calm, signaling her to continue.
Xiao Wanxing took a deep breath, her eyes filled with bitterness and self-mockery:
"The four most powerful families in the capital are Xiao, Jiang, Chen, and Gu. I am born into the direct line of the Xiao family. My family has arranged a marriage for me with Jiang Yubai, the heir of the Jiang family."
When the name Jiang Yubai was mentioned, her soul trembled slightly, filled with the lingering affection of a young girl.
"As for Shen Yurou, she is infatuated with Jiang Yubai to the point of obsession."
Xiao Wanxing's voice lowered, carrying a chilling coldness:
"In order to get close to Jiang Yubai, she went to great lengths to get close to me."
Xiao Wanxing closed her eyes:
"She acted so delicate, sincere, and understanding. She cared for me, accompanied me to banquets, and listened to my troubles... I... I actually considered her a close friend, a confidante! How foolish I was!"
Her soul trembled violently, as if she had returned to that nightmarish night:
"She watched as both families prepared for my engagement with Brother Yu Bai, and finally... she went completely insane."
Xiao Wanxing suddenly opened her eyes, overwhelmed by a wave of fear:
"Two weeks ago, she lied to me, saying she had just acquired a beautiful vacation villa in the suburbs and invited me to go there to relax... She said... she had something important to tell me privately about Brother Yu Bai..."
“I believed it, and I went there without any suspicion. Right there in the backyard of that empty villa…”
Xiao Wanxing's voice suddenly rose:
"The beasts she planted were already lying in ambush there. They...they..."
Her words were interrupted by a sob, and her soul began to fluctuate violently once again.
She clutched her shoulders tightly with both hands, her entire soul curled up into a ball, emitting a desperate sob.
Even though Shen Yuepo had long seen through the darkness of the world, a trace of anger rose in his heart at this moment.
She raised her hand again, a gentle golden light gathering at her fingertips, and lightly touched Xiao Wanxing's trembling soul between her eyebrows.
"Don't be afraid." Shen Yuepo's voice carried a soothing power.
“Go on. Only when the truth comes out can we get justice for you.”
Under the golden light, Xiao Wanxing's violent trembling gradually subsided, but the deep-seated fear and humiliation were still etched in her eyes.
She bit her lower lip hard, her voice hoarse and broken:
"She...she was right there watching, smiling...watching me being violated by those beasts..."
The immense pain made it almost impossible for her to speak.
"Later...later..."
Xiao Wanxing's eyes were now fixed on Shen Yurou's face, which wore a cruel smile.
“She had someone throw me a shovel and forced me to… dig a hole in the backyard myself, but I refused… I would rather die than do that.”
Xiao Wanxing's voice was filled with despair:
"Then...then she stood in front of me and slapped my face with that muddy shovel...she said..."
Xiao Wanxing imitated Shen Yurou's gentle voice: "Wanxing, if you don't dig... I'll make them do it again, okay?"
"If once isn't enough, do it a few more times... until you're willing to dig."
"Or, you could choose to jump into the lake right now and drown yourself? Choose one."
Xiao Wanxing's soul became even more transparent due to excessive excitement, as if it might dissipate at any moment.
With her last strength, her voice was as soft as a breeze: "I chose to jump into the lake. The lake was so deep and cold..."
"I saw her, standing on the shore, smiling..."
"I thought I would be free when I died, but after I died, she had them disfigure my face..."
Shen Yuepo suddenly grabbed her wrist. "Alright, stop talking."
The soul is about to dissipate.
She silently recited a spell, and put Xiao Wanxing into the white jade bracelet—
Then, the next second, the bracelet emitted a golden light, and Xiao Wanxing's soul was bounced back.
The temperature in the entire luxurious and spacious bedroom plummeted to freezing.
A tall, slender figure, dressed in a dark robe with gold trim, materialized in front of Shen Yuepo without warning.
His handsome face was expressionless as he gazed at Shen Yuepo.
"Chen, Yue, Po." He called her name in its entirety for the first time. "You have quite the nerve."
He leaned forward slightly, exuding an invisible sense of pressure:
"How dare you... throw a filthy, wretched ghost into my slumbering place?"
His gaze swept disdainfully over the almost transparent phantom of Xiao Wanxing beside him, as if he were looking at a speck of dust that bothered him:
Do you want her soul to be scattered and destroyed?
Shen Yuepo then remembered that there was another powerful figure inside the white jade bracelet.
Under his terrifying pressure, Shen Yuepo felt as if the blood in his body was about to freeze.
She forcefully circulated her magic power to barely steady herself, her face slightly pale, and she met Feng Jin's wrath without flinching:
“She is consumed by resentment and on the verge of dissipation. Apart from the white jade bracelet, I have no other way to preserve her soul.”
Feng Jin's gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep over the trembling Xiao Wanxing soul body beside him.
His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. "You, a Taoist priest... how did you fall into such a sorry state? You don't even have any spare ritual implements?"
Shen Yuepo: "..."
Feng Jin flicked his finger, and a dark light shot towards Chen Yuepo in an instant.
She caught it instinctively.
A jet-black, ancient ring landed in his hand, with several ancient underworld runes faintly flowing within its inner rim.
At the same time, Feng Jin's cold, emotionless voice rang out:
"The Reincarnation Ring guides wandering souls and strengthens their origins."
He paused, then said, "If they dare to throw any more random ghosts into the jade bracelet, I won't hesitate to make them vanish into thin air."
After speaking, Feng Jin's figure vanished, and the room returned to calm.
Shen Yuepo put Xiao Wanxing into the ring.
She lay back down on the bed and sighed softly: "It's really not peaceful down here."
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