The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

The soft voice of the ghost bride rang out.

Gu Xu smacked his lips, still savoring the experience, and glanced at the slightly increased experience bar.

Somewhat regretfully, the sedan curtain was lifted.

At the end of the road, a colossal black altar stood silently amidst the black mist.

At the very top of the altar was a black coffin covered with yellow talismans.

It was emanating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine.

"Is this the second boss?"

Gu Xu squinted at the coffin and smiled softly.

"Alright, since we're already here, let's eat this big piece of fat meat."

After all, bugs are great, but this kind of BOSS...

The more something is revealed, the more anticipated it becomes, right?

"Snap—!"

The next moment, a crisp sound rang out.

The sound wasn't actually that loud.

But it sounded particularly jarring against the deathly silence of the altar.

It's like how elders in the family would make noise during the Lunar New Year.

I forcefully broke open a piece of the frozen pear that was rock hard.

Immediately afterwards, the black coffin covered with yellow talismans trembled violently.

Those seemingly powerful talismans were instantly transformed into countless yellow paper butterflies, which scattered and shattered on the ground as if something had breathed on them.

"roar--!!"

A sharp shriek erupted from the coffin; the sound was unlike anything a human could make.

It sounded like a fingernail scraping across a blackboard, amplified hundreds of times, making the listener's skull tighten.

The surrounding black mist surged wildly, like boiling water.

"Wow, that voice, it's a shame it's not for singing high notes."

Gu Xu sat in the bridal sedan chair and subconsciously rubbed his ears.

Then he squinted.

They were even mentally prepared to see another lump of indescribable rotten flesh.

After all, the psychological trauma from the previous "Thousand Corpse Tai Sui" was so great that his aesthetic expectations for this dungeon boss had plummeted to the Mariana Trench.

"Bang!"

The coffin lid shot skyward, like the debris of a rocket that had been launched.

It crashed directly into the distant mountainside.

A white figure slowly floated out of the dark coffin.

There was no rotting flesh, no festering wounds, and not even the slightest hint of gloom or horror.

That's a woman.

To be precise, she was a woman dressed in a simple white palace gown, with a graceful figure and long, flowing hair.

She was barefoot, with her jade-like little feet, and floated in mid-air. Her face was extremely beautiful.

With willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes, she exudes an aloof and otherworldly air.

If it weren't for the fact that it was floating on the grave and had crawled out of a coffin, Gu Xu would have thought it was a film crew shooting a fantasy drama who had wandered onto the wrong set.

"Holy crap?!"

Gu Xu's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but lean forward.

I almost slipped off the soft couch.

"This...this is the Demon Mother? She doesn't even need descriptions of her delicate features; if she were in a club...cough cough, if she were outside, she'd be a national goddess!"

He suddenly realized that his urge to vomit just now was a desecration of beauty.

Devour? It must be devoured!

Such a beautiful BOSS must taste a million times better than that pile of rotten meat!

It might even be strawberry flavored!

While Gu Xu was still pondering the appearance of the "ingredients".

A blood-red data panel popped up in a very inconsiderate way, blocking his view of the beautiful scenery.

[BOSS Name: Demon Mother - White Silk]

[Level: 60 (Calamity Lord)]

[HP: 15000000/35000000]

[Status: Severely Injured/Damaged Fundamentals/Weak]

[Introduction: The mastermind behind this secret realm once slaughtered countless lives to refine "a certain elixir." Now, due to forcibly breaking the seal, her essence has been severely damaged, and her strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be. (Note: Strike while the iron is hot; that's a fine tradition in our line of work.)]

"Level 60 lord?"

Gu Xu raised an eyebrow, his previously admiring gaze instantly turning playful.

Although his level was more than double that of him.

But these two words, "severely injured" and "weak," are...

In his eyes, that was the epitome of "experience pack".

It's like you're wandering around in the wild and suddenly you see a weakened mythical beast lying on the ground, panting.

If you don't go up and finish them off at this point, you'd be doing a disservice to the keyboard in your hands.

In mid-air, the white-clad woman whom Gu Xu regarded as "meal on the plate" slowly opened her eyes.

Her gaze swept over the grand wedding procession, finally settling on Gu Xu's rather ostentatious bridal sedan chair.

A hint of apprehension flashed in those cool, clear eyes.

There was also a hint of barely concealed frustration.

"Humans..."

The Demon Mother's voice was cold and clear, carrying the authority of someone long accustomed to a superior position, but upon closer listening, one could detect a hint of weakness beneath her outward strength: "I have already retreated to this point, surrendering the entire outer perimeter to you, even taking away my bridal sedan chair that guards the gate... Why do you still insist on driving me to my death?"

"Leave a way out for others, so you can meet again in the future. Don't you understand this principle?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Xu almost burst out laughing.

He poked half his head out of the sedan chair, fiddling with the folding fan in his hand.

The expression on his face was absolutely infuriating.

"Big sister, I don't like what you're saying."

"You're the boss, I'm just a dungeon crawler. We're natural adversaries. It's like a cat eating a mouse, or Ultraman fighting monsters—it's a matter of professional ethics."

Gu Xu paused, then spread his hands innocently: "Besides, I've already fought all the way to your doorstep, and now you're saying you don't want to fight anymore? What's the difference between that and me taking my pants off and then watching the evening news?"

The demon mother's exquisite face twitched visibly.

Clearly, this is an ancient relic who has lived for who knows how many years.

I'm having some trouble digesting Gu Xu's extremely modern and shameless rhetoric.

However, before the demon mother could unleash her power...

The elusive bride, who had been nestled obediently in Gu Xu's arms like a kitten, suddenly froze the moment she saw the figure in white.

Immediately following was a chilling sensation even more icy and bone-chilling than the black mist.

It burst forth suddenly from her slender body.

"boom--!"

The temperature inside the bridal sedan chair instantly dropped to absolute zero, and even Gu Xu couldn't help but shiver.

He looked down and saw that the once gentle eyes of the ghost bride had now turned a deep crimson.

Her red wedding dress moved even without wind, and the golden phoenix embroidery on it seemed to come alive.

It let out a series of mournful cries.

"It's you...it's you!!"

The Bride's voice trembled, not from fear, but from a deep-seated hatred.

"My husband...it's her!"

"What's wrong, honey? Don't get agitated, tell me slowly."

Gu Xu patted her back with some surprise, trying to calm her suddenly outburst of emotions.