Grudge Breaker

Chapter 390 Unworthy to be a Ghost
Li Kan remained silent, looking at Song Weichen with a meaningful gaze.

She couldn't figure out what he was thinking. In fact, Song Weichen didn't know this person at all, but she had no other choice but to wait patiently.

“A three-point agreement at once is too much,” Li Kan finally spoke. “As you say, it’s difficult for us to trust each other. How about we start with fair trade?”

"I wonder what treasures you possess, Madam?"

He raised an eyebrow.
"I would also like to ask you seriously, what can my lady do for me besides her eloquence?"

With a thud, Song Weichen tossed the little trinket onto Li Kan.

“Say it again.”

"Before I get angry."

"Ah, right, right, right~" Little Biezhi clung to Li Kan's robes and echoed repeatedly, just like that squirrel on Douyin that only knows how to say "yes".

"Shuai Shuai, the boss didn't let me shock you again," it gestured with its paw, "that's already giving you the utmost respect!"

"Besides, she didn't let Dad and Uncle Cangyue beat you up. If they really started fighting, I, Shushu, couldn't protect you. Shuai Shuai, a wise man doesn't fight when he's at a disadvantage. Listen to me, even a good ghost won't suffer a loss."

The lingering effects of the worm's electric fart were still present. Li Kan looked at the milky-yellow villain clinging to his body with disgust, but he had to admit that what it said made sense, very much so.

"Very well, I won't argue with a woman. Since this is a fair trade, what do you want me to do this time?"

……

Song Weichen originally wanted to tell this deadbeat to stay away from her, preferably never to appear again. But then she thought about how much Wan'er admired Li Kan, saying that he was "both brave in martial arts and strategy, and even three Ma Zhenchuns couldn't compare to him," and immediately changed her mind—wouldn't it be a huge win if he could help Mo Tingfeng deal with the necromancer?

Thinking of this, she smiled slyly and gestured with her chin towards Li Kan.

"Hey, if you can defeat the guardian of the first trial—the necromancer Ma Zhenchun, how about I find you a wife?"

"Let me give you a heads-up: the missing girl we're looking for in this trial is quite pretty. Her name is Ruan Mianmian, and she's got a strong, alluring vibe that perfectly matches your father's. I guarantee you'll like her when you meet her."

"You can save her if you defeat the necromancer. You should repay her with your body. Why don't we just take her? Especially since she's half-dead and half-ghost right now, she's a perfect match for you!"

Song Weichen spoke with great enthusiasm, while Li Kan remained expressionless.
"From what I've heard, Madam, you're suggesting that I take a concubine right after our marriage?"

"Huh?" Song Weichen was taken aback. "Big brother, what are you saying? I absolutely, absolutely will not compete with Lao Longjing for your concubine position! I wish you two a lifetime of being locked in a marriage, locked in a marriage!"

Li Kan smiled, the girl's words didn't sound like anything good, and the actual situation was probably even less believable.

Hmph, all that earnestness they spoke in the ancestral hall, about how they felt sorry for the unfulfilled wishes, unspoken emotions, and unavenged hatred of the chaotic souls, and therefore empathized with their own plight—it was all just empty excuses to get away with it.

People are all like this; they talk a lot about etiquette, benevolence, and trustworthiness, but their hearts are full of calculations.

Li Kan, with a sullen face, tossed the little trinkets back into Song Weichen's arms, walked to the cave entrance, and looked at the Goddess Peak as the sky gradually brightened.

"Song Weichen," his voice icy, "do you know what I hate most?"

His back exuded a dangerous chill. Song Weichen subconsciously looked at Xiao Biezhi. The meat worm patted its belly and gave a thumbs up, as if to say, "Don't worry, don't worry, big sister. With the little mouse here, everything's taken care of."

……

"What, you're afraid to answer? Feeling guilty?"

"Uh, why am I being shy? I'm just stumped by your question. I don't know what you like, but as for what you hate—if you lined them up, they could probably circle Goddess Peak three times! But if you ask me what I hate the most right now..." Song Weichen clicked her tongue, "...it wouldn't be me, would it?"

"Ha, at least you know your place."

Li Kan turned halfway around, his gaze seemingly fixed on a piece of rotting flesh infested with maggots.

"I despise people like you the most. Eloquent yet scheming, every word you utter is beautiful, but behind every word lies a wicked purpose."

"Dealing with something imbued with deathly aura is indeed not difficult for me, but you concealed your true intentions, used women as bait to lure me into killing Ma Zhenchun for you, and played mind games with me—"

Li Kan approached step by step.

"Fair trade? You dare to challenge me?"

Before Xiao Biezhi could react, Mo Tingfeng had already flashed in front of Song Weichen and stood in front of him.
"If you go any further, don't blame me for being impolite."

He raised his hand, and a jade dragon-patterned thumb ring appeared between his fingers—Li Kan's expression changed; it was the very ring on his hand! A mixture of surprise and astonishment washed over him. This Lord of Dust was truly remarkable; when exactly had he taken it? He hadn't even noticed!

"If I am not mistaken, this ring is the Prince's soul weapon?"

Mo Tingfeng's tone was calm, yet it felt like a cold blade pressing against his throat.

"Although I cannot harm you because of the 'Merciful Bond,' if I put the 'Soul-Grinding Curse' into the Horcrux, the pain of being immortal yet being devoured by thousands of ants when it is triggered must have been heard by Your Highness—and you also know that this curse is ineffective against the living."

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of light appeared at his fingertips, and a "Soul-Grinding Curse" was cast into the jade dragon-patterned thumb ring, which he then tossed back to Li Kan.

"From this day forward—if you dare to harm Weiwei… ha, this curse will take effect, devouring her soul without end." "I urge Your Highness to think carefully before acting."

He must protect his own wife, and even if Xiao Biezhi guarantees it, it won't work—after all, he is Mo Tingfeng, how could he tolerate anyone hurting Song Weichen in front of him? He can't even imagine it!

……

"I never imagined that Lord Sichen would go to such lengths to protect my queen."

Li Kan recovered from his initial shock, casually put on the jade ring, and began his heart-wrenching act—he knew exactly how to make Mo Tingfeng suffer a stroke.

"Do you really think that I missed the chance to kill her because that blond monster suddenly appeared?"

"No, it is she who is unworthy—unworthy to be my ghost."

"If this girl really becomes a ghost, she will inevitably be entangled with me for eternity because of our marriage vows. Ha, such a scheming and deceitful woman—just thinking about it is disheartening."

Li Kan walked up to Mo Tingfeng and stood beside him, his face full of mockery.

"But Lord Sichen, please don't forget that once the Netherworld Pact is established, even if I eventually discard her like a worn-out shoe, she is still my wife for now—we can do whatever we want as husband and wife."

"Is this matter not more painful for you than the Soul-Tormenting Curse? Hahaha!"

……

Even knowing that Li Kan was deliberately trying to provoke him, Mo Tingfeng's eyes still turned bloodshot, and Song Weichen secretly shook his head as well.

This guy died young? That's totally normal!
He even said that his confidant betrayed him. With his sharp tongue, he might be constantly stabbing his confidant in the back. Who could stand that for long? It would be strange if he didn't get killed!
As she was inwardly complaining, her heart suddenly clenched with pain, and she couldn't help but slump down. Mo Tingfeng, with his back to her, didn't notice, but Li Kan reached out to support her.

Seeing his sudden movement, Mo Tingfeng instinctively thought he was going to hurt Song Weichen and subconsciously activated the Soul-Tormenting Curse. Li Kan shuddered, but he stubbornly held on—his arm holding her did not loosen its grip at all.

When Mo Tingfeng belatedly pulled her close, Li Kan could no longer bear the torment and knelt down. His forehead was instantly soaked with cold sweat; the Soul-Tormenting Curse was truly terrifying.
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Song Weichen's face was ashen, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. Her past life's mark had flared up again—she had clearly forgotten to take her medicine.

Actually, you can't blame her. She's been working almost non-stop since entering Goddess Peak, and the constant crises have kept her on edge, so it's understandable that she would forget things.

Mo Tingfeng hurriedly fed her the medicine and then used his magic to regulate her qi and blood. After a while, the little girl gradually recovered. Li Kan also recovered from the lingering effects of the Soul-Tormenting Curse that Mo Tingfeng had stopped. He looked at Song Weichen, who had suddenly become weak, with a complicated expression.

What illness does she have?

Mo Tingfeng remained silent, but Song Weichen, upon hearing this, gave a self-deprecating smile.

"Is it possible that I'm faking illness and actually plotting something malicious?"

……

"Song Weichen, what's wrong with you?"

It was impossible to tell whether Li Kan was concerned or interrogating him from his tone.
"You had a strong aura of death about you just now. Don't tell me you didn't know you were about to die?"

One sentence froze Song Weichen's self-deprecating smile on her face, and also cut Mo Tingfeng's heart like a knife.

"Death"—a word that Song and Mo had tried so hard to avoid—was laid bare and bloodily presented to the public by Li Kan.

"She won't die." Mo Tingfeng hugged the little girl in his arms even tighter.

"Whether she dies or not, I know better than you."

Li Kan coldly watched the weakened Song Weichen.

"I have no interest in forming an eternal bond with someone like you. If I can do something to prolong your life or give you even the slightest chance to break the pact, I would be more than willing—consider it a deal with you."

Although Song Weichen was weak, he couldn't help but laugh out loud upon hearing this.
"Li Kan, you're so contradictory even when you're a ghost."

"You wanted to kill me one minute, and now you want to save me the next. You are so fickle, yet you expect those close to you to never change their minds. Don't you think you are going too far?"

It's not just Li Kan who's good at gossiping behind people's backs; Song Duidui is just as good at it!
Despite her playful banter, Song Weichen knew very well that this was a good opportunity to take advantage of Li Kan—while he desperately wanted her to live.

"Li Kan, you've been a ghost for so many years, have you ever heard of the art of cursing death?"

"You want to hear the truth, right? Fine, the truth is that I've been cursed with a death spell. The person who cast the curse is related to the necromancer Ma Zhenchun, but he's hiding. Only by finding him and defeating him will I have a chance to live."

Whether you like Ruan Mianmian or not, whether you want her as your daughter-in-law or not, I don't really care at all.

"But I want to win, and I want to live even more."

……

Li Kan stared at Song Weichen for a long time without speaking, seemingly trying to discern the truthfulness in her words. After a long while—

"It's not difficult to find Ma Zhenchun."

"Far away, yet so close."