My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 849 - 517: Kill Wang Jian (Bonus 4-in-1)_3

Fortunately, it was still within the level of communication.

Chen Yi ignored the astonished and bewildered gazes of the White Lotus Sect people, directly looked at the corpse woman, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Little lady... surname Shou, second in the family, name... name... Qi Yan..."

Chen Yi was silent for a moment, recalling, while Yin Tingxue suddenly spoke, "Miss Shou?"

The words reached her ears, the woman trembled, and Chen Yi recalled the long-missing Miss Shou he had heard of earlier. He looked at the White Lotus Sect group again, only to see fourteen of them gazing vaguely as if they were searching their memories, seemingly unaware of Miss Shou's existence.

For now, the corpse woman was communicating with Chen Yi, the Living City God, and they dared not interrupt.

Chen Yi pondered for a moment and asked, "I am here, first I want to ask how you found me, and then I will uphold justice for you."

The corpse woman's fingers, seemingly about to shatter, slowly raised, pointing to the sword box on his back.

Indeed, it was the Tai Sha Sword.

Having his suspicions confirmed, Chen Yi's eyes narrowed slightly. This Tai Sha Sword is the main sword of Yin Sword Mountain's sword array. The Taoist and Martial Dual Cultivation sect, Yin Sword Mountain, has always been closely related to the True Martial factions. Its direct origin is the Beidie Sect, one of the True Martial factions. The so-called Beidie refers to the Northern Emperor, the True Martial Emperor of Exorcism and Demon Suppression.

And the origins of the Tai Sha Sword are even more direct—it was said to be obtained by the True Martial Emperor in the destruction of the Twelve Ghost Palaces of Luo Feng.

Chen Yi's expression remained calm as he continued to ask, "And what relationship do you have with this sword?"

"No, it's not the little lady... it's, it's the General... he, he is the Ghost Lord of the second palace of Luo Feng...."

The Old Saintess spoke at this moment, "The second palace of Luo Feng... is the Tai Sha Liang Shi Sect Heavenly Palace!"

This was precisely the ghost palace where the Tai Sha Sword originated. Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating that the Tai Sha Sword was originally the weapon of Ghost Lord Wang Jian? No wonder it emanates such a piercing murderous aura.

"So, what relation do you have with Wang Jian?"

Upon Chen Yi's question, the corpse woman trembled violently, and from her decayed, broken face, blood tears dripped from the void in her eye sockets,

"White Lotus, White Lotus Sect... says the little lady's birth date matches that of Wang Jian's wife, Princess Huayang... using the little lady as a sacrifice... to awaken Ghost Lord Wang Jian...."

In just those few words, her voice seemed capable of shattering the human soul.

Chen Yi slightly raised his cold gaze, glancing at the fourteen people.

For some reason, they all shivered in unison, goosebumps rising.

At this point, Miss Shou said, "It's unrelated to them..."

With those words, Chen Yi withdrew his gaze, looked at Yin Tingxue again, and upon seeing her nod, his eyes fell back on the tormented woman. The sequence of events had been clarified: Miss Shou was unfortunately abducted by the White Lotus Sect, ended up in Corpse Valley as a sacrificial offering to awaken Ghost Lord Wang Jian. Following their unsuccessful siege of Wuchang, the White Lotus Sect retreated, leaving behind the remains of the Corpse Valley array, and the local officials must have awakened the Ghost Lord during their search. Miss Shou sought justice, tracking the Tai Sha Sword's aura to find him.

Chen Yi's gaze gradually deepened as he suddenly recalled another woman who had been sacrificed—it was his hair-bound wife, always unwilling to settle down, the white-clad female crown...

Similar misfortune...

Chen Yi glanced at the group again, casually asking, "Truly unrelated to them?" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The fourteen people's pupils contracted slightly, and the leader's joints trembled,

This Living City God seemed not only to be judging in the underworld but also deciding their fate.

How humiliating?

However, his tone revealed a chilling murderous aura that made them dare not move a muscle....

Miss Shou shook her head forcefully.

Chen Yi had made guesses about their identities, his gaze losing its murderous intent, saying, "Then take the opportunity to leave yourselves."

The fourteen initially had no reaction; after a moment, the leader nodded heavily, cupped his fist to him, and with the sound of "bang," the rest regained clarity, one after another cupping fists to Chen Yi.

These so-called White Lotus Sect members were but a layer of false identity.

Ignoring these martial artists masquerading as White Lotus Sect members to wander the Jianghu, Chen Yi turned again to Miss Shou and asked, "How do you want me to uphold justice for you?"

Miss Shou pondered for a moment, hoarse voice, "Kill... kill the General... the little lady... will help the City God! When the General dies, the little lady will... be free..."

The ever-ruthless Chen Qianhu did not refuse the woman, sighed, and tapped the sword sheath lightly.

It's all because of Big and Small Yin, they've softened him with their persistence.

Yin Tingxue silently glanced at Chen Yi, lips sealed but eyebrows slightly uplifted with happiness.

Perceiving Chen Yi's decision, the Old Saintess sternly warned, "Young man, this time is no ordinary!"

It seemed an icy wind brushed past, piercing Chen Yi to his bones. He remained silent.

The Old Saintess saw his reluctance and continued,

"The countless corpse soldiers here aside, the Ghost Lord rivals you in skill, with his notorious name recorded in the Taoist canon. Even with this corpse woman aiding you, alongside the River God and a True Martial Taoist... each one is not an easy foe!

If I had known earlier of the strangeness here, I definitely wouldn't have advised you to come."

"Is it just to end like this?" Chen Yi asked.

"This time, we're merely here to observe the situation; you can plan gradually. Moreover, after a while, Wang Jian may be worn down by the sunlight."

In the mortal realm, sunlight and yang energy are like molten iron to specters and shadowy entities, so ghosts often cling to places where yin energy accumulates. The Old Saintess was not wrong, but she failed to mention that even if Wang Jian someday self-destructed, the corpse woman would likely perish sooner than Wang Jian.