Twisted Dreams-Chapter 103 - 75: Eight-foot Bride
Northeast of Xia Country, Lejia City, the tomb in the back mountain of the Great Compassion Temple.
Li Yang strolled through the eerie tomb passage.
The tomb was large, beyond Li Yang’s imagination, comprising three layers.
He couldn’t help but admire the wisdom of the ancients.
According to the elective course at school—historical relic identification, this should be an ancient Tang Dynasty tomb.
Li Yang walked to the third layer, his brow slightly furrowed.
He felt a peculiar soul disturbance.
He walked to a stone wall and gently pushed it.
The mechanism activated, the stone wall opened, and below were stairs—there was a fourth layer!
Li Yang descended with curiosity.
The space on the fourth layer was vast, piled with gold, silver, jade, and various precious items.
It looked more like a treasure cache than a resting place.
At the center of the fourth layer was a massive red coffin covered in talismans.
This red coffin was not meant for laying the deceased to rest but for trapping someone inside.
The talismans possessed no extraordinary power; otherwise, there wouldn’t be a woman wandering near the coffin.
The woman was dressed in a traditional Chinese red gown, with a red veil and her jet-black hair cascading to her hips.
It was a ghost.
"Red Dress Bride?"
Li Yang had read about the Red Dress Ghost Bride in novels and never expected to see one in reality.
The Red Dress Bride was different from other ghosts he had seen; she could distinctly sense Li Yang’s presence.
She trembled all over, exploded in a rage, and floated in front of Li Yang, her scarlet nails continuously scratching at him.
The Red Dress Bride’s attack passed through Li Yang’s body, having no actual effect.
Even if confronted by an ordinary person, the Red Dress Bride would not cause any harm.
At most, they would feel a chilling gust of wind.
"She still has some awareness?
No, this doesn’t qualify as awareness.
It’s an obsession, or perhaps a resentment.
This powerful resentment allowed the spirit body to retain a trace of Spiritual Power from life.
What exactly did she experience to make her different from ordinary ghosts?"
Li Yang murmured, black runes surfacing in his eyes.
The Red Dress Ghost Bride shuddered and retreated in terror, quickly disappearing into an ancient umbrella in the corner.
Li Yang was astonished.
He had been researching to create an Extraordinary Artifact.
He had tried to merge ghosts into swords to imbue them with Spiritual Power.
But inanimate objects differed from flora, and many methods proved unsuccessful.
"Come out."
Li Yang whispered.
The Red Dress Bride dared not disobey, fearfully emerging from the umbrella and kneeling before Li Yang.
Li Yang’s gaze was deep, and his third Talent, Soul Profound Meaning, activated.
The Red Dress Bride’s memories surged into Li Yang’s mind.
As it turned out, a hundred years ago, a group of tomb raiders discovered the ancient tomb.
Not only did they occupy it, but they also stored all the gold and silver treasures looted over the years on the tomb’s fourth layer.
To conceal their actions, the tomb raiders built the Great Compassion Temple outside the tomb.
Those who lived off the temple’s fortunes were superstitious and knew some Feng Shui mystic techniques.
Fearing the tomb’s owner might haunt their descendants, they decided to create a fierce ghost to suppress the tomb’s owner.
After extensive inquiries, they found a girl born at an ominous hour.
The young girl, initially shy, sat in a bridal sedan chair, anxiously awaiting her future life.
On the journey to happiness, a group of villains appeared, murdered her family, and planned to trap her alive in the coffin.
She desperately scratched at the coffin lid, cried out, but no one heard.
Yet this was not the pinnacle of despair.
Two days after being trapped inside the coffin, a newcomer among the tomb raiders accidentally stumbled into this layer.
Shocked by the treasures inside, he wanted to open the coffin to see if there were any valuables inside.
The girl happened to awaken and joyfully pleaded for help.
The tomb raider believed it to be a corpse waking.
Terrified, he screamed, stabbed the girl’s heart with a dagger, then fled hastily, washing his hands of the affair thereafter.
The newlywed bride hadn’t even entered her husband’s home, thinking she’d be rescued, only to be killed.
The resentment was intense, her obsession deep, which granted her distinction from typical ghosts.
The Red Dress Bride had been impoverished; that umbrella was her only dowry.
Her intense resentment after death adhered strongly to the umbrella, enabling her to attach to it.
Li Yang picked up the umbrella, black flames burning in his eyes, meticulously examining the paths of Spiritual Power within.
He murmured:
"So that’s how it is.
A symbiosis and assimilation of Spiritual Power.
It’s quite similar to sharing Spiritual Power."
Li Yang returned the umbrella to its place and said to the Red Dress Bride:
"You’ve taught me something, so I’ll give you some benefits."
Besides, Li Yang intended on placing an Extraordinary boss here; why not use the Red Dress Bride.
The Red Dress Bride was a rare ghost, and she could serve in experiments for other things.
Li Yang extended his right hand to the Red Dress Bride, unleashing the Power of Death unique to the Death God.
He had previously attempted to transform spirit bodies into combat-capable undead, but had failed each time.
The reason being, spirit bodies only create a Sea of Spirit when merged with flora.
This Red Dress Bride was special, already having a hint of Spiritual Power.
Therefore, the Red Dress Bride, as an anomaly, holds the opportunity to become a combat-capable undead.
The Power of Death surged into the Red Dress Bride.
Without a physical form, under the influx of the Power of Death, her body gradually expanded, stopping at a height of three meters.
This appearance resembled the Eight-foot Woman, hence should be called the Eight-foot Bride.
"Combat Power is roughly Tier Two, stronger than ordinary undead, impressive."
The most astonishing to Li Yang was that this Eight-foot Bride successfully possessed a Sea of Spirit, and could enhance her Rank by devouring spirit bodies.
This ability nearly reached the threshold of the demons.
"I can retain your memories, but I’ll add a little more.
Ruins act as a potent catalyst for Spiritual Energy Revival, and you serve as a chronic catalyst."
Li Yang spoke, Soul Profound Meaning activated, adding non-existent memories to the Eight-foot Woman.
The Eight-foot Bride vanished, hiding back within the umbrella.
Li Yang snapped his fingers.
Numerous magic circles appeared across the ground, various undead creatures emerging from them.
The undead creatures roared, crawling out of the tomb, driving the mountain’s animals into the tomb.
Inside the tomb were genetic potions replicated by Kong Qianqiu, and a trace of fruit from the Tree of Human Essence; those beasts would become fierce magic beasts.
Roars echoed through the night.
After two hours, having completed everything, Li Yang exited the ancient tomb.
The sky had turned dark.
Li Yang inhaled the chilly air, feeling content.
He felt like a developer who had created the Blue Star OL game.
Setting up the game rules.
"It’s time to invite them here for the game, let them discover the anomalies first."
Li Yang snapped his fingers, and the Tree of Human Essence appeared.
A terrifying Spiritual Power burst from the Tree of Human Essence!
At the same time, across Xia Country.
Someone meditating in a farm garden, airflow surging over his body, suddenly raised his head, gazing northeast.
A Little Golden Monkey frolicking on horseback in the wild halted, puzzlingly looking toward the Great Compassion Temple location.
The Sect Leader of Shu Mountain, instructing disciples in swordsmanship, suddenly paused, lightning bursting from his eyes, seemingly gazing a thousand miles away.
An eccentric elder leading disciples in city park cultivation trembled while chewing on roasted chicken, unusually solemn, gazing skyward, murmuring:
"Disciple, our opportunity has arrived."
In the South Sea Detai Group’s office, Su Yutang frowned, looking northeast.
The phone contained a just-received message.
The deciphered meaning read.
"All members of the Demon Club, must not leave the South Sea within seven days."
