After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

Looking towards the dark window from the source of the sound, it was completely empty.

Only the curtains, fluttering in the wind, remained.

"You stinking Taoist priest, set up a shrine here and light incense and candles."

"But there are no gods in the shrine. Are you asking... me to stay here?"

The sound of dripping water, mixed with a sharp female voice, reached Yin Huaixi's ears.

"You wicked devil, you are treacherous and cunning."

"They can also transform into human form to deceive people."

"If I do not subdue you on the spot, I will be letting down my ancestors and the great master who nurtured me!"

Master Lingxu thought to himself that the woman, who was as beautiful as a fairy, would indeed not be able to resist the temptation of incense at night.

The fox's tail is showing.

We must also eat this good food offered as a tribute to our ancestors.

If this evil spirit can cross the line and eat a mouthful of incense today, it will be able to openly and justifiably harm hundreds of people's lives tomorrow.

He would never allow this female ghost to continue to act arrogantly.

"You stinking Taoist priest, what's the use of your boastful words and grand ambitions? Try to stop me first!"

"I'm definitely accepting this offering today!"

I overheard this conversation between a human and a ghost.

Yin Huaixi became even more certain.

The female ghost that Master Lingxu attracted by setting up the altar and shrine was not Sang Che at all.

In other words, Sang Che really did live for over a thousand years thanks to some kind of secret technique and the blood of Chi You.

She needs to lie in the coffin not because she is a ghost, but because it is the price of immortality.

Just as Yin Huaixi, who had suddenly understood, was about to remind the Taoist priest, the female ghost suddenly changed her tune.

The rotting nose took a deep breath, and a chilling smile spread across its lips.

"Ah... what a perfect Stand!"

"Little girl, your soul has been marked, and spiritual energy still lingers on it."

"In all my years as a ghost, I've never seen a better substitute than you... Someone is defying fate and bearing the karmic consequences of reincarnation... forcibly ensuring you live to be a hundred years old without worry."

Upon hearing that the female ghost intended to harm the benefactor, Master Lingxu immediately began to perform hand seals and chant incantations.

"You evil spirit, stop your rampage!"

Defying fate?

To endure the cycle of cause and effect?

Protect her until she lives to be a hundred years old without any worries?

Did Sang Che do all of this?

Countless thoughts surged through Yin Huaixi's mind, and she even ignored the ghostly howls that echoed in her ears.

She looked at the door that had long been closed, and for the first time, a feeling of guilt welled up in her heart.

Having been dragged into this bizarre affair for no reason, Yin Huaixi's only thought was to return to a normal life.

That's why she resisted Sang Che's approach and overtures, shutting him out and refusing to communicate.

But she never imagined that Sang Che would actually do so much for her.

If the original storyline is followed, their relationship was just a fleeting affair. Was it worth it for Sang Che to do this?

Do not…

What she knows now is the plot of the original novel, and the fact that Sang Che can live for thousands of years is already very different from the original novel!

If she really had a past life, then the cannon fodder supporting character in the original work was herself.

Then something must have changed.

This is what caused Sang Che to follow the original story, completely degenerate, and deteriorate.

The Taoist priest and the evil spirit fought a fierce battle for two rounds.

Two bloody cuts had already been made on his body by the sharp, dagger-like fingernails of the evil spirit, leaving him in a sorry state.

Cold sweat kept breaking out on his temples; he had already been infected by the chilling corpse poison.

This female ghost is a drowned ghost.

Given her skill level, Master Lingxu was certain that she had indeed captured a substitute before.

Drowned ghosts can be reincarnated as long as they find a substitute.

But why doesn't she turn it on?

There must be a deeper meaning behind this!

Evil spirits don't want to be reborn for only two reasons: either their lingering resentment hasn't subsided, or they haven't avenged their great grudge.

Either he cultivated the path of the ghosts.

To become a saint through ghosts.

They established a separate regime in the underworld, occupying a territory.

This evil water demon is still in its growth stage; if it truly grows into a powerful force...

I'm afraid this city will continue to suffer bloodshed.

Master Lingxu knew that by killing this evil spirit, he could gain a lot of merit.

However, Master Lingxu wanted to continue fighting this female ghost.

But the other side had no such intention.

The female ghost's empty gaze fell on Yin Huaixi, and she was overjoyed.

She has been living in the moat for thousands of years, where countless people have drowned.

But none of them had a body that satisfied her.

Reincarnation and giving up the cultivation she had worked so hard to achieve is something only a fool would do.

She stubbornly refuses to enter the cycle of reincarnation, relentlessly pursuing the unfaithful man who drove her to her death in every lifetime.

Destroy his marriage and leave him all alone.

Cut off his source of income and make him destitute.

Destroy his ambitions and make him mediocre.

Watching him hang himself, watching him become a wandering ghost, and then watching him be exorcised and reincarnated.

An endless cycle of reincarnation.

It was difficult to quell the resentment in her heart.

All she needs is a body that can contain her evil spirit.

She can now walk in the sunlight without fear of roosters crowing or the sky turning white.

This wonderful opportunity, so close yet so far, came to us effortlessly.

How could I miss it?

"Young friend, get out of the way!"

"Ling'er, go protect your young friend!"

Master Lingxu also sensed something was wrong.

His fingers trembled as he brought his middle finger to his lips and bit it hard.

Blood was flowing.

"Benefactor, hide behind me and do not move."

Xu Ling is the eldest disciple of Master Lingxu, and her Taoist skills are the most outstanding among Master Lingxu's many disciples.

They only managed to stop the female ghost for a short while.

Master Lingxu believed that her eldest disciple still had the ability.

Holding a peach wood sword in both hands, Xu Ling protected Yin Huaixi, her eyes filled with a fearless and righteous spirit.

"You little brat!"

"You dare to stop me with that broken sword of yours!"

Sharp, jet-black fingernails came hurtling through the air. Xu Ling used her peach wood sword to block them, and in an instant, a blazing flame rose from the female ghost's fingernails.

The peach wood sword spontaneously combusted!

The female ghost's hands were burned, and she grimaced, showing no sign of letting go.

After just this one battle, Xu Ling was completely exhausted.

She felt as if she were surrounded by cold, damp air, her eyes were numb, and snowflakes were dancing in the air.

"Be careful!"

Seeing that Xu Ling was about to fall, Yin Huaixi didn't care about anything else and reached out her hands to help her up.

Xu Ling's head slammed heavily into Yin Huaixi's chest, and the charred peach wood sword turned into black charcoal and fell to the ground, breaking in two.

"Kid, just you wait."

"None of you will leave tonight. I will make you... all my ghost slaves!"

A foul-smelling black fingernail lunged at Yin Huaixi with a sharp laugh, aiming straight for her vital point.

"You dare touch my people?"

"They really don't know their own limitations."

The bedroom door creaked open.

Sang Che didn't change out of his pajamas at all.

She walked slowly in, wearing a long indigo dress adorned with silver ornaments. Just then, a huge snake's eye lit up outside the window.

The scarlet forked tongue of the snake flicked out.

This horrifying scene made it hard to say whether the female ghost or Sang Che was more terrifying.

The female ghost took a deep breath, but couldn't smell any living scent. She realized something was wrong.

His body froze.

"You...who exactly are you?!"

"Why can't I smell your scent? Are you not human...? Are you a demon too?"

Sang Che replied indifferently, "Me?"

"You want to know?"

A frightening, almost morbid smile played on her lips.

"I am a being more terrifying than a ghost."

"I can refine you."