Chapter 99
Chapter Summary: "Ah—!!"
I can't die!! I can't die yet!!
Wei Wu...
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〖"ah--!!"
I can't die!! I can't die yet!!
Wei Wuxian roared to the sky, his eyes, already stained with resentment, filled with blood red.
I haven't reunited with Jiang Cheng and my senior sister yet, and I haven't killed Wen Chao to reward Lotus Pier. How can I die here!
Seeing that he was beginning to resist, the vengeful spirits around him began to lose patience and kept surging towards Wei Wuxian's body.
"Ahhh—"
Without spiritual power to protect him, he was completely unable to withstand the attack of resentment.
No spiritual power... no spiritual power... resentment... resentment...
Wei Wuxian's mind kept repeating these two words, but then he suddenly remembered a conversation:
“Spiritual energy is also energy, and so is resentment.”
“Spiritual energy stored in the dantian can be used to split mountains and fill seas for human benefit. Why can’t resentment be used for human benefit as well?”
Yes, resentment is still resentment, so why can't I make use of it?
As long as there is enough resentment, it can control other things like spiritual power.
Even if it can only control evil spirits, or even if resentment invades the body and turns it into a fierce corpse, so be it.
Could things get any worse than they are now?
Let's go then!
Wei Wuxian relaxed his whole body, no longer resisting the invasion of resentment, letting it rampage through his meridians.
My whole body was jolted and torn apart, and it felt as if my internal organs had been displaced.
Wei Wuxian felt dizzy and his vision blurred in waves, as if countless hands were trying to pull him into an abyss.
Falling, falling even further!
Previously, due to the attack by the vengeful spirit, everyone's minds were clouded under the influence of their inner demons.
Now that Wei Wuxian has opened the gates wide, allowing vengeful spirits to enter, people in the space are starting to act erratically.
Some people waved their arms around until they were exhausted; some shook their heads and muttered to themselves; some cried out softly, struggling to breathe.
Even worse, some, after acting like madmen, lost their minds and turned into fierce corpses.
A moment later, it disappeared into the celestial realm.
Falling into darkness.
After a long while, Wei Wuxian's eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at the gloomy sky, exactly as it had been before he fainted, and smelling the stench of blood near his nose, only four words came to Wei Wuxian's mind:
I'm alive.
Wei Wuxian slowly sat up and subconsciously glanced at the resentment around him, only to find that the black aura that had been lingering around him had become extremely thin, and his vision had become clearer.
He looked down and saw lines of resentment spreading across his arm.
To be precise, waves of resentment were emanating from him.
Did I... succeed?
Wei Wuxian tried waving his hand, and a wisp of resentment slowly drifted into the distance.
Just a few breaths later, a soft movement could be heard from afar.
In the darkness, a group of children with bluish-purple faces and tattered clothes slowly crawled towards them.
Upon reaching Wei Wuxian, a hint of excitement seemed to appear on their stiff and expressionless faces.
The group of children swarmed around Wei Wuxian, running and jumping around him, some even snuggling up to his legs.
In normal circumstances, this would be seen as a heartwarming scene.
But at this moment, seeing the scene before them, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
"That...that's a ghost...a ghost child..."
Those cultivators who didn't disappear into the space during the vengeful spirit invasion have now regained their memories.
Thinking about what happened not long ago, I feel a chill down my spine.
But the next second, they felt a sharp pain in their legs.
Wei Wuxian's numb limbs suddenly felt a fresh pain.
He looked down and saw several ghost children with few teeth gnawing at his calves, as if it were some delicious food.
He tried reaching out and touching the ghost child's head.
But then he saw several little heads rubbing against his palm, showing their dependence on him.
I thought this was the reason why resentment entered my body, but I never expected it to be much more than that.
As his vision gradually cleared, Wei Wuxian could see the dilapidated state of the Burial Mound. Fortunately, he spotted a cave not far away.
Wei Wuxian dragged his weary steps, surrounded by the ghost children from before, and headed towards the cave.
The empty cave was filled with severed limbs and withered bones. As Wei Wuxian continued to walk in, a huge pool of water appeared before him.
Upon seeing the scene before him, Wei Wuxian's eyes widened in surprise.
That couldn't even be called a pool; the liquid inside looked more like blood.
At the same time, Wei Wuxian felt a weight on his shoulder. He looked to the side and saw a pair of hands with red nail polish and bluish knuckles resting on his shoulder.
Wei Wuxian quickly shook her off, but unexpectedly lost his balance and fell into the pool.
The smell of blood instantly filled his entire nasal cavity.
In an instant, the resentment emanating from his body surged forth, churning the pool of blood.
Suddenly, a piercing screech exploded in his ears.
Wei Wuxian looked up and saw the female ghost, dressed in red, swaying in the cold wind. Her long, sticky black hair fluttered around her head, her neck was twisted unnaturally, her tongue was sticking out of her wide-open mouth, and her bulging eyes stared blankly at him.
He looked exactly like a hanged ghost!
For some reason, Wei Wuxian sensed a hint of resentment in her eyes.
The resentment towards death, or the resentment towards certain emotions experienced during life.
Amidst the screams, Wei Wuxian pulled his hand out of the blood and instinctively reached for her neck.
Blood dripped onto the twisted bones of her body, and resentment coiled around the female ghost's neck along his arm.
As if by some magical spell, the female ghost's neck gradually stood up.
The female ghost seemed to come alive. Her tongue slowly retracted, her lips began to curl upwards, and a piercing shriek rang out once more, accompanied by a swirling gust of yin wind around her.
Just when Wei Wuxian thought he was about to be torn to pieces, the female ghost slowly knelt down, prostrated herself in front of him, and rubbed her cold face against his calf.
Like... surrendering.
As the hissing stopped, Wei Wuxian discovered that he could understand what the female ghost was saying.
"He strangled me...he strangled me..."
The rustling sounds around them grew louder, and more and more ghostly figures gathered around.
You can usually tell someone's status from their clothing and accessories.
Old people, children, women, men...
Their target was Wei Wuxian in the pond.
Wei Wuxian was about to get up and run away, but he stopped when he saw the female ghost get up with him and her long, silver fingernails flash by.
Even if he manages to get out of here alive, he will be the only one left.
If we could bring all these treacherous individuals under our command, not only would Wen Chao and his ilk be no threat, but even Wen Ruohan would be nothing to fear.
Now that he is half-human and half-ghost, why should he be afraid of becoming one of these vengeful ghosts again?
He sat down cross-legged again, letting the ghosts haunt him.
The familiar, excruciating pain surged through my entire body once again.
Unlike the pain of absorbing resentment, this time it felt more like blood was cleansing and refining the bones.
The spirit is warm and gentle, circulating throughout the body to soothe the meridians and promote blood circulation, bringing great benefits.
However, this mass grave is filled with uncontrollable resentment. Absorbing it will only deplete your own energy and will not bring any benefit.
Three months, a full three months.
Wei Wuxian needs to communicate with various ghosts and spirits, offering them his blood and flesh.
Those filled with resentment were willing to stay by Wei Wuxian's side.
Those whose resentment was not strong dissipated in the Burial Mound with Wei Wuxian's help.
The submission of all ghosts is also the corruption of all ghosts.
A group of ghost soldiers appeared, and at the same time, the silence of all ghosts could be heard.
It can ward off evil spirits, but it can also be controlled by them.
Resentment can invade the body and stir up all the negative emotions in one's heart: resentment, hatred, hatred, killing, desire...
He had to expend energy to control his mind every moment. He did not become the king of all ghosts, but rather made himself a sacrifice for all ghosts.
In the midst of empathy, most people regained consciousness. The intense physical pain had numbed them, not to mention the uncontrollable chill in their hearts.
People used to say that the Yiling Patriarch was lucky and had a fortuitous encounter, which enabled him to begin the path of demonic cultivation, control hundreds of ghosts, and drive away corpses. Now, no one envies Wei Wuxian anymore.
Rather than having walked through the gates of hell and nearly dying countless times in just a few months, people would rather be ordinary people with no spiritual power.
Lan Wangji held the person in his arms tightly, his body radiating even more chill, his cold, indifferent eyes filled with anger.
He remembered questioning Wei Ying back then about how he tamed these evil spirits and what methods he used.
Wei Ying replied that he had already suppressed them with his own primordial spirit, and he would give them whatever they wanted.
But what if it's him he wants?
Would he trade his own life for a chance to live again?
Lan Wangji dared not think any further. He could only hold the person in his arms tightly, afraid that he would disappear again.
Jiang Cheng was covered in cold sweat. Whether it was from pain or fear, he just wanted time to pass faster, much faster.
However, if he remembered correctly, it was three months.
It took three whole months for Wei Wuxian to be heard from again after he disappeared.
Jiang Cheng never imagined that Wei Wuxian had been living like this for the past three months.
At that time, Wei Wuxian laughed it off and said, "It's a long story."
It's truly a story that's hard to explain in a few words!
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