Twilight Boundary-Chapter 404 - 400 Let Him Continue His Madness

"Can Wuya still be saved?"

Wu Song was a Gu Raising Person who didn’t possess any gu insects himself. If someone got close to him and he couldn’t eliminate them quickly, he would very likely be the one to die. Yet at this moment, Hu Ma approached him as a Shousui man. This meant that if Hu Ma wanted to kill him, it was uncertain how many times he could do so; throughout the entire night, this was the most dangerous moment. However, Wu Song suddenly stopped chanting, and all his defenses vanished. Beneath his calm gaze, an endless turmoil arose, his eyes fixed intently on Hu Ma.

"Her soul has not completely dissipated; it’s just been suppressed." Hu Ma slowly released his grip on Wu Song’s bamboo flute, meeting his eyes, and said in a low, deliberate voice, "If we can find the right method to help her neutralize the Black Tai Sui poison, and then nurture her with the Golden Silk Tai Sui, there’s hope to save her. ...It’s truly her, not just a madwoman driven insane by the Black Tai Sui’s influence!"

After saying these words, Hu Ma fixed his gaze on Monkey Wine, his demeanor very sincere, yet with a hint of anxiety, wondering how this fellow would react.

Upon entering the mansion, Hu Ma had enjoyed the worship of the Black Tai Sui and felt the dense flood of information. Like tides receding from a sandy beach, it seemed nothing was left behind, yet traces remained, giving Hu Ma a sharp, almost instinctual awareness of Wuya’s condition.

Under the coercion of the Wugong Clan Chief, Wuya had consumed too much Black Tai Sui and was further tormented by the Witch God’s mana, leading to the total destruction of her Divine Soul. In theory, she was indeed beyond rescue; one could even say she had been turned into a gu. Monkey Wine was so willing to kill precisely because of this. Being an expert in gu refining, he knew immediately after trying that she couldn’t be brought back.

In terms of gu refining, Hu Ma was not as skilled as Monkey Wine. However, Hu Ma knew Wuya still had a sliver of life because the Black Tai Sui in this valley had already been consumed by him once, and Wuya had ingested what remained. It was like a sacrifice already offered to the ancestors; if a living person ate it afterward, it would be insipid and tasteless. The Black Tai Sui Wuya consumed was like this; it still retained some essence and wasn’t as hopeless as it appeared on the surface. Of course, only someone like Hu Ma, who had also partaken of the Black Tai Sui, could discern this slim chance of hope.

"Neutralize the Black Tai Sui poison, then nurture the Divine Soul with Golden Silk Tai Sui?" Unexpectedly, after Hu Ma gave this answer, Wu Song didn’t show much excitement. He, a madman, just quietly watched Hu Ma, his eyes surprisingly bright and clear. He listened to Hu Ma’s words without asking further questions, such as how Hu Ma could tell or why he was so sure. Fixing his gaze on Hu Ma’s eyes, he paused for a moment and suddenly asked, "Why are you willing to save Wuya?"

To continue tying a dog leash around your neck... Hu Ma thought. Outwardly, he sighed lightly and said sincerely, "Because she saved us too. Earlier in the woods, she helped us. She is a kind girl."

Wu Song listened, his pupils seeming to deepen. A faint smile touched his lips as he nodded lightly. "She indeed is."

Seeing the expression on his face, Hu Ma was momentarily dazed. This Monkey Wine was so crazy and peculiar, yet the smile now on his face seemed very pure. Seeing such a smile, Hu Ma found it bizarre. Who would have thought that this same person, moments ago, had killed his own clan members without even furrowing his brow, using their flesh and blood to raise so many evil and strange gu insects?

While smiling, the bamboo flute in his hand suddenly retracted. He made a flourish, and the flute once again approached Wuya’s face. This time, however, it wasn’t to kill. Instead, a centipede crawled out from the flute. RUSTLE! It quickly burrowed into Wuya’s ear. Wuya, though restrained, had been glaring and tense, seemingly on the verge of madness. She suddenly shivered slightly, then gradually lowered her head, as if she had lost her senses.

"You..." Seeing such a large centipede crawl into her ear, Hu Ma felt a chill and hesitated, taking a step back.

"This is the Centipede Gu. It can cause memory confusion and loss," Monkey Wine said plainly. "She just witnessed me killing the entire clan. Even if saved, she’d go mad, perhaps frantically seeking revenge on me. Her state would likely be worse than it is now. So, I sent this gu into her body. It can protect her and also make her forget this period, avoiding trouble for both of us."

Hu Ma listened, momentarily dumbstruck. Is this guy always so decisive? Either he’s confused, or he just gets things done immediately? No, wait. If Wuya really were saved, she might indeed go mad and seek revenge. But we don’t even know if she *can* be saved yet, and he’s already thought this far ahead and even acted on it? However, his actions also indicate that as soon as he heard Wuya could be saved, he decided to save her without hesitation, right?

"As for you..." Monkey Wine said, turning his head to look at Hu Ma. The bamboo flute in his hand seemed to be aimed at him.

Hu Ma immediately shook his head. "I don’t need it."

"I was asking if you wanted help removing the gu," Monkey Wine had to explain patiently. "Thirteen types of gu have already afflicted you."

Hu Ma took a sharp breath and nodded. "Yes!"

Monkey Wine nodded. "It’s done."

Damn, just standing beside this kind of person makes you feel creeped out and uncomfortable all over... Hu Ma sighed softly, then looked up at Monkey Wine. "If you also wish to save Wuya, this kind girl, there are only two ways. The simplest is to take her to an expert of the Execution Soul Path. They might have a method to save her."

"Then..." Wu Song, who always seemed to possess a subtle air of detachment, said lightly, "Do you know anyone from the Execution Soul Path?"

Hu Ma was momentarily taken aback, then shook his head. "I don’t. You’ll need to find someone yourself. Moreover, you need to find a true expert of the Execution Soul Path, someone genuinely capable. Ordinary practitioners probably can’t help."

Among those from the Execution Soul Path, I do know Gua Shao. But would introducing them be a good idea? If these two met, the danger to this world might be no less than that of a nuclear bomb!

Indeed, after hearing the first option, Monkey Wine didn’t hesitate. He simply looked up at Hu Ma and asked slowly, "Then, what is the second method?"

"Stay with me." Hu Ma looked seriously at Monkey Wine and said slowly, "I will find a way to heal her. You just need to wait... Of course, there will be a consultation fee!"

Introducing someone like Monkey Wine to Gua Shao is definitely not reliable. It’s best to bind him to me as much as possible. This fellow has such a practical spirit; he might be very useful in the future.

"You..." Monkey Wine seemed slightly surprised, then slowly asked, "How confident are you that you can bring Wuya back?"

"I can’t guarantee it!" If it were anyone else facing such a question from someone like Monkey Wine, they would probably be nervous. But Hu Ma answered directly and candidly, "I am only sure that she can still be saved, and I will do my best to save her. Whether I succeed or not depends on fate!"

Monkey Wine suddenly fell silent. After a while, he smiled, glanced at Hu Ma, and said, "So it’s you. Then I’m relieved."

Hu Ma was ready with answers if Monkey Wine continued questioning. Unexpectedly, after offering Hu Ma a smile, Monkey Wine seemed to relax. The bamboo flute in his hand twirled lightly, and the surrounding vines loosened, gently placing Wuya on the ground. Then he sighed softly. His gaze was on Wuya, but he spoke to Hu Ma, "The Black Tai Sui is a dangerous thing. It has its own consciousness, so be careful when you try to save Wuya."

"Hm?" Hu Ma grew slightly curious and looked up at him.

Hu Ma had countless questions he still wanted to ask, but considering this was reality, he had to restrain himself for now. He would wait until he was inside the Lifebound Spirit Temple to question him thoroughly.

As for Wu Song, or Monkey Wine, after saying these words, he showed no intention of lingering. He walked slowly along the small path in the valley and gradually disappeared into the forest. Only after Monkey Wine disappeared did Hu Ma finally breathe a sigh of relief, the tension dissipating.

"You..." Seeing that Wu Song had indeed walked away, Old Calculation and the others hurried over from a distance. Upon approaching, they saw the ground teeming with insects and the unconscious Wuya. Each of them trembled with fear and quickly surrounded Hu Ma. "What did you just say to that Witch?"

"Why did he suddenly retreat?"

Earlier, the area had been perilous, the ground covered with gu insects, so they hadn’t dared to approach. They had only seen the young Witch being savage, killing many, battling the Wugong Clan Chief, and finally about to kill his sister when Hu Ma intervened. After a brief exchange of words, the young Witch had put his sister down and left without further ado.

"I just told him that whatever internal conflict the Witches have is none of our concern. However, this Witch girl saved our lives in the woods; she’s our benefactor, so we have to take care of her," Hu Ma glanced at them and said. "He heard that and naturally got scared, so he left her with us and took off himself!"

His words left everyone dumbfounded. Was that savage Witch really so reasonable?

Hu Ma chuckled and offered no further explanation. "Let’s get her back to the house. I’ll check on her afterward. Once she’s healed, the matter with the Witches will be perfectly resolved."

Knowing matters were far from over—they had dealt with the Witches, but the One Coin Sect was still around—Hu Ma adjusted his attire. He turned towards the other side, where Old Master Sun was continuously bowing to the Red Lanterns hanging from the archway:

"Red Lantern Lady above, it was my foolish intrusion. I was blind to have trespassed upon your domain. I pray you forgive my offense. Afterward, I will certainly make generous offerings of livestock to thank the Red Lantern Lady for her merciful pardon..."

Amused, Hu Ma led his group forward and offered a distant bow. "Old sir, this is truly a case of ’the great flood washing into the Dragon King’s own temple’..."