I am the Ruler of the Kingdom of Mysterious-Chapter 180 - 153: The Might of Little Chan

He Buning chased Qu Tianhe all the way to the eastern side of the mountain village. At a glance, He Buning knew that Qu Tianhe himself was not a Yin Walker and did not have Ghost Level abilities. Previously, he relied on the protection of the Jumping Corpse by his side to survive until today.

At this moment, Qu Tianhe had no Jumping Corpse protection, but he had several yin objects and quite a bit of poison smoke in his hands.

As He Buning resisted the yin objects thrown by Qu Tianhe, he accidentally inhaled a mouthful of poison smoke. Immediately, his internal organs twisted painfully and uncontrollably. Nosebleed flowed from his nose, and where it fell, green sparks ignited.

Chasing all the way to the edge of the cliff, He Buning saw from a distance that Qu Tianhe, without hesitation, leaped directly off a cliff a hundred zhang high.

He Buning ran quickly to the edge; the moonlight spilled over the fiery red maple forest, the maple trees swaying in the wind, rustling.

Then, with a ’bang’, a loud noise echoed - the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Is he dead?

Definitely not!

Thinking of Xiao Liu waiting below with Xia Chan, He Buning’s heart tightened. Unable to wait for Sang Que to arrive, he immediately took off the Soul-locking Rope hanging on him, tied one end to a large tree on the edge of the cliff, and fastened the other end to his waist.

With a forceful tug on the rope, He Buning took a deep breath, sped up with his knife, and jumped off the cliff.

...

At the bottom of the cliff, Xiao Liu occasionally glanced at Xia Chan squatting under the tree, holding a radish like a little squirrel, her cheeks constantly bulging. He shook his head and sighed.

She eats so much; her mouth hasn’t stopped all the way here.

Xia Chan had a fabric bag similar to Sang Que’s slung across her body, filled with snacks. She needed to be full to have energy.

Suddenly, someone fell heavily from above.

Thud!

Xia Chan was caught off guard, screamed in fright, and shrank behind the tree. Xiao Liu quickly drew his sword and retreated to the tree where Xia Chan was hiding, watching the person who hit the ground warily.

Like a melon falling from a height, the person’s head cracked open upon impact and lay motionless on the ground.

Just as Xiao Liu was about to go over to check, the person with the cracked head suddenly moved.

Crack! Crack crack!

The sound of breaking bones kept coming. He slowly got up, using one hand to adjust his twisted arm, and suddenly turned his head to look at Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu stared in horror at the person in front of him, with a cracked head, one side of his face sunken, and an eyeball hanging on a nerve on his face.

Qu Tianhe!

He survived such a fall?

"Little Chan, get away from here!"

Xiao Liu shouted loudly and charged at Qu Tianhe with his knife.

Qu Tianhe, with that terrifying face, didn’t want to engage. He retrieved several walnut-sized glass marbles from his bosom and hurled them at Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu slashed at a glass marble; it shattered, and dark green poison smoke immediately spread out.

As his blade came into contact with the poison smoke, rust-colored corrosive marks instantly appeared on the knife, bubbling into a honeycomb pattern, making it incredibly fragile.

Xiao Liu quickly held his breath, used the knife to support himself on the ground, forcibly twisting his body mid-air, and dived to the side.

But his right arm still touched some poison smoke, sending a piercing, bone-chilling pain through his flesh. Before Xiao Liu could stand up, a glass bead fell into the grass beside him and exploded with a pop.

It’s over!

At the moment the poison smoke exploded, a black streak shot through the dark green poison smoke, instantly wrapping Xiao Liu like a zongzi.

He was abruptly pulled out of the poison smoke range. The black streak wrapped around him receded, and after tumbling repeatedly to stabilize his body, Xiao Liu realized that was... hair!

Xiao Liu raised his head, eyes wide with amazement.

He saw Xia Chan, her head full of black hair dancing eerily, with one lock reaching towards the direction Qu Tianhe was escaping.

With a muffled sound, Qu Tianhe was entangled at the waist and abdomen, and dragged back.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

Xia Chan still had the radish in her hand, took a crunching bite, and chewed vigorously.

Qu Tianhe’s body released a large amount of poison smoke, but it seemed to have no effect on Xia Chan. Her hair penetrated from his ear holes, nostrils, and mouth, wrapping around Qu Tianhe’s entire body swiftly, tightly binding him.

The painfully gritting sound of squeezing and breaking bones penetrated into his ears; Xiao Liu’s eyes twitched, feeling his own body aching all over.

He Buning was stunned when he saw this scene as he descended from the cliff, his mouth slightly agape, suspended against the mountain wall, forgetting to untie the rope.

Xia Chan is an Evil Person?

Or like him, did she acquire such abilities later on?

He Buning’s eyes were deep; in an instant, he thought of many things. Although his father was an ordinary person, his mother, as the leader of Nine Songs, possessed incredibly profound skills, ones even his father had never fully understood.

It wasn’t surprising that his mother could turn him into who he was now and then cultivate someone like Xia Chan.

But possessing such abilities, Xia Chan, like him, wouldn’t live long.

He Buning cut the rope with a knife and descended from the mountain wall, watching Xia Chan devour a radish from afar. He felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart and turned back to instruct Xiao Wu to take some of the old ginseng he had for her, which was the best at replenishing Primordial Qi.

Qu Tianhe, who had been struggling, fell silent, prompting He Buning to quickly tell Xia Chan, "Don’t kill him."

Xia Chan nodded while chewing the radish, hoisting the cocoon-like Qu Tianhe onto a tree, finishing the radish in a few bites, and then taking out an entire roasted chicken from a paper bag. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Boss..."

Suddenly, Xiao Liu collapsed, He Buning’s pupils trembled slightly as he rushed over in a flash to catch him.

He Buning helped Xiao Liu sit down, pulling up his sleeve, revealing his right arm covered with honeycomb-like holes, seeping green pus. Xiao Liu’s vital energy quickly diminished as he shuddered all over, vomiting a large amount of green liquid from his mouth.

Within that liquid were filamentous worms similar to those from Pinghu Village.

He Buning had also been poisoned in this way before, but the yin fire in his body burned it away, causing the poison to gradually disappear.

Xia Chan wasn’t afraid of this poison either, as her hair counted as a kind of Evil Spirit and wasn’t susceptible to poison.

Ring ring~

A ringing sound suddenly echoed from the maple forest, and He Buning looked up to see a person slowly approaching with a medicine chest on their back, a bell in their hand, and a white mask on their face.

He Buning’s heart jolted: it was the real Nine Songs Bell Doctor.

She came over and squatted down without acknowledging He Buning. She lifted Xiao Liu’s face and pulled down his eyelids, then examined his poisoned arm.

Opening the medicine chest she carried, her calloused fingers skimmed over neatly arranged gourd-shaped medicine bottles, selecting one, opening it, and feeding Xiao Liu a pill.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Liu was retching violently again, vomiting out more green liquid mixed with filamentous worms, with green pus also seeping from his arm.

When the liquid he vomited turned to clear water and his arm began to bleed, the Bell Doctor nodded slightly and looked at He Buning.

"I need him for three days; I’ll return him afterward."

The Bell Doctor referred, of course, to Qu Tianhe, who had been impersonating the Nine Songs Bell Doctor. As the real Bell Doctor, she would naturally pursue this.

He Buning did not refuse, instead, he fixed his gaze on the Bell Doctor in front of him, trying to see her face beneath the mask.

"Why won’t you join the Evil Suppression Bureau? You know the court won’t spare anyone from Nine Songs."

He Buning always aimed to eliminate Nine Songs, but his idea of ’eliminate’ did not mean killing everyone; instead, it was about letting the name ’Nine Songs’ completely disappear from the world.

Without Nine Songs, the Witch Lady would never rise again and could truly, utterly disappear.

The Bell Doctor chuckled, "Don’t be naive. Even if every Evil Spirit and Evil Ghost in the world were brought by the Witch Lady, so what? You’ve already destroyed the Witch Temple, cut off the Witch Lady’s foundation. Is this world peaceful now? The people of Nine Songs are just ordinary folks with no intention of seeking power. In this world, what’s more wicked than ghosts, are humans."

With that, the Bell Doctor stood up and walked over to Xia Chan, "Sweetie~ I’ll trade him for this bottle of candies, okay?"

The eyes beneath the Bell Doctor’s mask held a smile, carrying a power that Xia Chan could not resist. She handed Xia Chan a small gourd medicine bottle, and Xia Chan nodded quietly, accepting the bottle and retracting her hair.

Qu Tianhe fell from mid-air, his body already crushed with broken bones by Xia Chan.

The Bell Doctor took out a cloth with the words ’Save the World with Care’ written on it, and draped it over Qu Tianhe, immediately binding him tightly so that no struggle could break free.

The Bell Doctor raised her hand and shook the bell.

Ring ring~

Qu Tianhe’s one eye, which was still in the socket, widened, slowly losing its brilliance, following the Bell Doctor into the dark maple forest under the control of the bell sound.

Xia Chan opened the medicine bottle and sniffed it, the sweet scent making her hair curl unconsciously as if trying to slip into the bottle to roll out the candies and eat them.

Quickly, Xia Chan closed the bottle cap, muttering, "Can’t eat, sister said not to eat things from strangers, eh? Where’s sister?"

Xia Chan glanced around, finally looking at He Buning, placing her hands on her hips and angrily demanding, "Where did you take my sister?"

This fierce Xia Chan made He Buning’s heart ache.