Grudge Breaker

Chapter 377 The Mysterious Bride (Part 1)
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Tick, tick.

It seemed as if cool raindrops were falling on Song Weichen's lips and cheeks. Her long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

A tiny, chubby paw was scooping water from a deerskin water pouch and splashing it on her face. Seeing that she was awake, the little ball of flesh smiled so much that its black bean eyes narrowed into slits. It tossed the water pouch aside and, like a fat worm, crawled onto Song Weichen's cheek.

"Big Sister, you're finally awake! I was so worried about you!"

Awake?
Song Weichen closed his eyes, and the chaotic images in his mind—entropy increase, entropy decrease, black eyes, red eyes, spider lilies, black snakes, and the completely detached digestive system of moths—finally returned to their places.

Where is the protector of the mortal realm?
...She won?

Did this level-one useless nobody from the Sleeping Realm win on her own?
No one knows how long the battle lasted, how long she was unconscious, or why the ice block was not found.

Song Weichen slowly sat up, supporting himself. Although he was a little weak, the situation wasn't that bad. It was fortunate that the mark from his past life hadn't acted up.

"Little gem, what time is it now?"

"It's just dawn, and the barrier at the cave entrance hasn't disappeared yet. It must be around five or six in the morning?"

Song Weichen nodded. It seemed that the battle with the Corpse Demon King was not in line with the real timeline. Otherwise, if Mo Tingfeng didn't see her at the agreed-upon location tonight and came looking for her, she would probably have already completed her reincarnation procedures in the Underworld.

Unfortunately, she was too dazed to see the final scene of the two ghost kings injuring each other, otherwise she would have boasted about it to Bing Tuozi.

Wait a minute, Song Weichen frowned slightly. It seemed that she had... overlooked some very important information.

"Little quirk, what happened when the ghost kings fought each other? Do you remember one of the ghost kings turning into a human?"

The little guinea pig blinked its tiny black eyes; it was Song Weichen's phantom spirit—what is a phantom spirit? Simply put, it's a byproduct of puppet energy and mental power, obtained through special cultivation methods.

Song Weichen was already in a daze when the Ghost Kings were fighting each other, so naturally its mind was also muddled. If it had to say something... Little Biezhi stretched out its two pink paws and rubbed its head.
"I think I saw a man."

"He has dark skin and is even stronger than Daddy, but... I don't think you can completely call him a person, he has a black bear's head!"

"A black bear's head?"

Song Weichen was taken aback. Why didn't she remember this?
He then summoned the brothers with different hands and asked them the same question, but their answers were exactly the same as the little guinea pig's.

"So none of you saw that the Ghost King transformed into a man wearing a Vengeance Breaker's uniform?"

The two brothers, Yi Shou and Xiao Biezhi, exchanged a glance and shook their heads in unison.

That's strange... Could it be just my imagination?
Song Weichen's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. No, this matter couldn't be that simple. Her intuition was pounding like a horn—the people who were transformed after the Ghost King was attacked by another Ghost King must be related to the Cursed Blood Case! From Ruan Mianmian to Du Juan to the necromancer, it was clearly an analytical path that was gradually digging deeper into the "mastermind"!

Song Weichen clearly had a recollection that after the necromancer, she saw the silhouette of a man wearing the uniform of a Wraith Breaker, and then the silhouette of a woman... Now that she thought about it, it didn't seem to be entirely the silhouette of a woman.

"Are you sure you really saw a male bear monster?"

"...Why do I feel like I'm seeing a female fox spirit?"

……

The little eccentric and the two brothers with different hands looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Big Sister, why does it feel like you're swearing at me?"

……never mind.

Seeing that he couldn't get any useful information, Song Weichen recalled the two brothers with different hands to his puppets, leaving only the little meatball outside to provide support.

"Meatworm, the barrier at the cave entrance has failed. Go outside and take a look. If there's no danger, we'll prepare to set off and head to the next camp to meet up with your dad as soon as possible."

Alright~

The little guy responded, then stepped onto the handlebars of his scooter and disappeared in a flash.

The cave finally returned to tranquility.

Song Weichen struggled to her feet, quickly washed herself with the remaining water in her deer-skin water pouch, and then took out a pill made from the Yellow Spring Sun Grass from the small bundle Mo Tingfeng had prepared for her and swallowed it. After thinking for a moment, although she wasn't hungry, she forced herself to eat half a piece of jerky in order to conserve her strength as much as possible.

Everything was tidied up, and the little quaintness was back; it was already bright outside the cave.

"Boss, I've been searching high and low, but I haven't seen a single living person. I did find two purple-scaled human-faced fish, but they're too busy... cough, well, they don't have time for us."

"You little pervert, you're so slow to come back. Were you spying on us? That's not suitable for children, you'll get a sty."

"Set off."
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Xiao Biezhi drove her scooter slowly over the hills with Song Weichen on the back. She looked around curiously—to be honest, this was the first time Song Weichen had a chance to see Goddess Peak clearly since entering it yesterday evening.

As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the sweet, gauze-like mist, they greedily caressed the full curves of the Goddess Peak, its hills large and small.

On a nearby hillside, twisted ancient vines, as thick as pythons, meandered and coiled as if flying and leaping, covered with moss bearing talismanic patterns, resembling a group of dragons trapped by some powerful spell.

The hills and their depressions are covered with ferns taller than a person, blue in color, with leaves that spread out like peacock tail feathers, and strange spiderweb-like silver patterns on the back of the leaves. They rustle even without wind, as if welcoming their prey.

Flying further ahead, a giant banyan tree stood on the mountainside, its aerial roots hanging down and spreading in all directions like the long hair of a god. The canopy blocked out the sky and the sun, and specks of green light flickered among the branches—were they gaps in the sunlight, or the hungry eyes of strange beasts?

Song Weichen was somewhat dazed. Every blade of grass and every tree here was imbued with the aura of gods and demons. Was Goddess Peak a fairyland or a ghost realm? Or... was it a forbidden page in an ancient scroll, blurred by ink?
……

"Little rascal, fly higher." Song Weichen had a gut feeling that the green lights not far ahead were up to no good. What was that saying again? Love is a light, so green that it makes you panic. Well, it was quite panicking.

"pay close attention!"

The little scooter suddenly let out a cute little roar, and then it did a reverse spin followed by a Thomas full twist and a Coleman somersault. Just as Song Weichen was about to curse its father, a white light flashed past the scooter with great speed and danger.

Only then did she see clearly that it was a strange beast with a single horn on its head, a head like a white horse, a body covered with tiger stripes, and a tail that was several meters long and resembled a red fox tail. When this thing ran, it would create clouds, which showed how fast it was.

He only caught a glimpse of it before it vanished without a trace. Song Weichen shaded his eyes with his hand, gazing at the now empty distance.

"What the hell is this, Dengxi?"

Before heading into the mountains, she had Xiao Biezhi spend a few days learning from Mo Tingfeng, so that she could get a general idea of ​​some of the strange and ferocious beasts on Goddess Peak. At this moment, Xiao Rouqiu was her professional guide.

"Boss, you've come to the right person to ask me about this!"

The little girl stood on the handlebars, her chubby belly sticking out. One of her short arms was behind her back, pretending to be standing with her hands behind her back, while the other hand was used to stroke the non-existent beard on her chin.

"This is the 'Deer-Shu,' which runs at almost the speed of sound. It is said that if you can catch up with it and ride on its back, you can increase your lifespan by a thousand years, but no one dares to get close. Because as long as you touch the Deer-Shu, whether you are a person or a beast, you will instantly turn into a stone statue, standing between heaven and earth, and will not decay for a thousand years."

……

Song Weichen's lips twitched. So this is what "increasing lifespan by a thousand years" means. So he's still alive after turning into a stone statue? What a ridiculous thing...

"You're quite something. Luckily you dodged quickly. I'll remember that."

"Hey~"

Xiao Biezhi smiled and, feeling smug, performed a 360-degree spin and roll in the air on her scooter. However, she accidentally stumbled into a cloud of mist covered in colorful phosphorescent powder.

"Oh!"

The scooter seemed to have hit a ball of cotton candy; it was soft to the touch, yet it made a loud metallic clanging sound before crashing uncontrollably to the ground.

"Crack!"

Song Weichen landed on the grass in a frog-like position, while Xiao Biezhi rolled several meters before stopping—it didn't hurt, she stared at the little ball of flesh, and continued to lie on the ground in a frog-like position, her evil intentions growing. Perhaps some phantom spirits should be reborn. Isn't that what's written in rebirth novels? Those who are reborn are usually terrifyingly strong.

"Big sister, are you alright? I almost scraped my skin off!"

Little Biezhi scrambled back to Song Weichen's side, only to see her staring at her with the look of a wolf in sheep's clothing at Little Red Riding Hood. She shuddered involuntarily, suddenly realizing she needed to pee...

"I'll go check if the scooter is okay, Big Sister, you can rest for a bit~"

The little ball of flesh was backing away from Song Weichen step by step, smiling obsequiously, as if afraid that she would do something underhanded to it—but soon its smile would be gone. The scooter was no longer working; it couldn't even be pushed on the ground, let alone fly. It seemed it would have to rely on its legs.

Xiao Biezhi timidly picked at her fingers as she returned to Song Weichen's side. By this time, she had already stood up and was picking at the grass in her hair.

"Boss, there's a problem here. It seems we need to get out of here."

"Even the best can make mistakes. Big Sister is beautiful and kind-hearted; for Dad's sake, you'll surely forgive me, right?"

"hehe."

Song Weichen sneered. To be honest, the instant she heard it say that the scooter couldn't be used, she had already imagined what the Pro Max version of the little meatball would look like...

As a dignified Song Dynasty scholar in white robes, I should at least conceive a cybernetic guinea pig as my phantom spirit.

She grabbed the little guinea pig by the scruff of its neck and lifted it up.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

The guinea pig's expression instantly transformed into Labubu's "sad" look, attempting to get away with its cuteness.

"whee--"

A soft, mesmerizing laugh, echoing like a woman's, drifted over. Song Weichen was startled. "I didn't laugh," she thought, "so where did the echo come from?"

The thought crossed my mind, and goosebumps crawled all over my back.

Oh no, have we stumbled into the lair of a female zombie?!
"Hee hee hee--"

The laughter grew closer.

Song Weichen quickly slung the small trinket over her shoulder and looked around warily—the mist carrying iridescent phosphorescent powder seemed to be deliberately working against her, changing shapes in all directions, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Where!"

The little guinea pig suddenly pointed to a spot with its chubby pink paw.
Not far away on the grass, a pair of red embroidered shoes emerged from the mist, their style remarkably similar to that of the cuckoo who hanged herself in the Venerable One's mansion!
Song Weichen felt a chill run down his spine, his limbs stiffened and he couldn't move, but his mind remained perfectly clear.

No, it's not a cuckoo!

Those spotless soles...

is her! !