Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 309 - 282: Why Is Your Deadly Calamity Still Here?
Unknowingly, more than half of his body was already over the railing’s edge.
If this continued, it was only a matter of time before he fell.
Yet, the opponent was as heavy as a thousand-pound weight, giving Wen Xu no chance to exert any force. It was simply impossible to pull him up now. Unless he let go immediately, he would be dragged down.
Shocked, he looked up in distraction, only to see that the woman who had just been looking at him pitifully now had nothing but a cold, bone-eroding smile on her face.
"Keke..."
The voice was completely different from before.
A sense of damp and dark stickiness exuded from her, unlike anything that could come from a human throat.
"As long as you die, I can be reborn."
"So... I’m begging you to die for me!"
With the last words, she suddenly shouted and gave a sharp tug, dragging Wen Xu down another quarter.
Just as his feet were about to leave the ground, a pair of warm hands suddenly pressed on his shoulders.
Although he couldn’t feel how much strength Mu Yunchu used, she effortlessly steadied him back onto the ground.
The entity became visibly enraged and agitated, struggling even to maintain a human form, declaring vehemently that Wen Xu must die here today.
But the gap in power between it and Mu Yunchu was too vast. It couldn’t even move, let alone attack.
Helplessly, it resorted to a different method of attack, diving into the river to return to its original form. A swollen, pale face surfaced on the river and quickly lunged upward; rotten fingers clamped onto Wen Xu’s calf like an iron vise, emitting a stench-laden mist.
"Die!"
However, with just a wave of Mu Yunchu’s hand, it was uncontrollably hurled against the railing, a series of broken whimpers escaping its throat.
"Ah!"
It roared, loosening its grip, its muddy eyes whirling madly in their sockets, casting a gaze at Mu Yunchu that seemed both angry and fearful. It was filled with hate, yet dared not approach.
Mu Yunchu exuded a presence that it absolutely dared not get close to.
This scent, it had only ever smelled on that one person.
But... it was just one more step away.
As it hesitated, unwilling to leave, Mu Yunchu made her move.
A paper Yellow Talisman tore through the dusk, nearly brushing past Wen Xu’s ear; he hadn’t moved an inch. However, in the next second, the unknown creature clutching his ankle screeched and released its grip.
As it tried to leave again, it found it was impossible to do so.
Its body was completely out of control, a streak of light flashed overhead.
"Ah!!!"
It was directly pulled from mid-air to the ground and could only remain stuck to the tiles, unable to even stand.
Even the head it had barely managed to lift stayed up for only two seconds before collapsing with a ’splat’ like a pile of rotten mud on the ground.
"Ugh ah ah..."
Mu Yunchu ignored its extremely bothersome noise, looking down and muttering, "Water ghost."
She then looked into the distance, "No wonder someone drowns here every year."
Water ghosts are rather unique spirits; they must remain in the water all year long, enduring its damp stickiness and bone-numbing chill day after day. Each day without rebirth is like purgatorial torture for them.
Thus, their only salvation is to find a ’substitute’ to take their place as a water ghost in the river, allowing them to be reincarnated.
Yet, this particular water ghost felt different to Mu Yunchu, so she asked, "With your abilities, this isn’t the first person you’ve found, is it?"
"Why haven’t you been reincarnated yet?"
The water ghost refused to answer Mu Yunchu’s questions, baring its teeth as if yearning to leap at her and bite.
"It seems your cultivation isn’t shallow either."
Mu Yunchu became intrigued.
She could see that this water ghost had at least a century’s worth of cultivation.
A moment later, she looked towards Wen Xu thoughtfully.
"So you weren’t randomly choosing substitutions after all."
After Mu Yunchu said this, the water ghost’s body clearly trembled.
Mu Yunchu’s eyes turned cold as if completely losing patience for polite conversation. She immediately cast a Truth Talisman onto it.
The water ghost struggled for a long time, but ultimately could not escape the talisman’s control and its gaze slowly became tranquil.
"Now."
"You will answer whatever I ask."
...
Pei Jingxiao had typed in five million and was about to input the password to transfer the funds when his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, eyeing the seemingly unreliable person across from him with disbelief.
"Old man, are you sure you’re not deceiving me?"
"Can this thing really take Wen Xu’s life?"
Wearing a mask, Li Yunhe impatiently rubbed the ring on his finger, "I’ve nurtured this water ghost for years. Unless your dear brother is an immortal deity, he will surely die tonight!"
His tone could only be described as ’arrogant.’
But he had the skills to back it up.
Pei Jingxiao had sought out many people; either their solutions were ineffective, or they calculated that Wen Xu’s fate was not to die anytime soon and refused the job.
What a joke!
Didn’t he know Wen Xu was meant to live?
If Wen Xu were going to suddenly drop dead in the street tomorrow, would he need to go through all this trouble?
No matter how rich he was, five million was still five million!
As long as that old man lived, his estate wouldn’t be within reach. This thought made him wonder briefly if he could get a buy-one-get-one deal with Li Yunhe to help send his father off too.
But that idea vanished as quickly as it had popped into his mind.
Not because he couldn’t bear it, but because it was unnecessary.
His father was already bedridden, holding onto his last breath; meeting King Yan was only a matter of time.
No need to waste that money.
In his thoughts, Li Yunhe spoke again, "This water ghost isn’t like the ones you’ve heard about."
Its greatest power wasn’t its century-old cultivation, but its resolve to complete the task even unto destruction.
"I used the eight characters you provided as a medium to bind this water ghost to his fate, resulting in a relentless pursuit of death."
Pei Jingxiao was unavoidably shocked.
Even though he was the one who wanted Wen Xu dead, and he was the one who found Li Yunhe, hearing these words still sent a chill through him.
He swallowed nervously, inexplicably feeling a trace of fear.
What Li Yunhe didn’t mention was that using this method would result in significant backlash for himself, and even for him, it would be impossible to resolve unscathed.
He said steadily, "So, there’s no way he can escape this."
...
Mu Yunchu realized this water ghost had been sent by someone, and its target was Wen Xu.
That explained why she had seen a death omen on him earlier that morning.
Reflecting on this, she turned back to Wen Xu, her beautiful brows furrowed together.
No...
"Why is your death omen still lingering?"
