Chapter 232 : Petty Ghosts are Hard to Deal With 14 (2/2)

Shi Sheng drew her sword, excitement shining in her gaze. “I’ve never sliced up a hate spirit before. I wonder if it feels nice. What’re you blocking me for? Move it! Stand behind me!”

Feng Jin, “…”

‘Do I have the wrong script? Because I’m sure those are my lines…’

BANG!

CLANG!

The door was forcefully slammed open to reveal the person outside. Surrounded by a black fog, the old servant’s complexion seemed inhuman with its greenish white tint. Judging by his dead-fish like eyes that glared at them and the stiff movements of his limbs, it was clear that he was already dead.

Shi Sheng rushed out immediatelyand swung her sword at the old servant. The servant was not encumbered in the slightest by his stiff limbs as he dodged the sword strike with ease.

“Scram!” The old servant spat out with a piercing voice that sounded like metal grating on ceramic.

Shi Sheng’s eyes flashed ominously before her lips lifted in a mocking curve. “I haven’t learned how to scram yet. Why don’t you demonstrate for me? If you do it well, I’ll let you die painlessly.”

An animalistic growl escaped from the old servant’s throat as he lunged at Shi Sheng in rage.

Feng Jin watched them battle as he stood atop the collapsed door.

Shi Sheng didn’t use much of her own energy reserves, choosing to just swing her sword around wildly. She managed to injure the old servant’s arm and his shoulder, but that didn’t seem to slow him down at all.

An Su hid somewhere further back as she watched the unfolding battle with shining eyes. ‘Ghost-jiejie is so powerful!’

Perhaps knowing that it couldn’t defeat Shi Sheng in a head-on fight, the hate spirit released the old servant. Black fog poured out from his body and rushed into Qi Mo’s room. Soon, sounds of high-pitched roaring could be heard coming from within.

The noise cut out as abruptly as it started, causing Feng Jin’s expression to change. He immediately charged inside, in only to find the entire room in shambles. Of the wards Feng Jin had pasted in here earlier, only half were left intact while the other half had burnt up.

The hate spirit and Su Yun stood on either side of Qi Mo’s bed. The hate spirit was trying to enter Qi Mo’s body, but Su Yun was using a formless energy to prevent it from doing so. The situation had fallen into a stalemate.

“He should die,” the hate spirit spoke suddenly. It was no longer a high-pitched voice, but the voices of multiple women overlapping.

“No…” Su Yun shook her head.

“He should die!” The hate spirit repeated its words more forcefully.

Su Yun continued to shake her head. “He’s innocent. Please spare him. Su Xin’s already dead. Let her atone for her own sins. Qi Mo had nothing to do with it.”

“Hahahaha innocent…you actually said he was innocent… You know nothing!” The hate spirit seemed to become more agitated. “Su Yun, you died early so you never experienced what we had to go through! You don’t understand… you won’t understand! We want him dead!”

The hate spirit suddenly burst free from Su Yun’s barrier and sent her flying before smashing towards Qi Mo in a flood of black fog.

“No—!” Su Yun shouted. She wanted to get closer, but she was sent flying at every attempt to stop the hate spirit..

Qi Mo’s limbs suddenly started spasming and his face turned red, as if someone had a grip on his neck and was preventing him from breathing. He opened his mouth in an attempt to draw some oxygen into his lungs, but it was futile.

“Save him! Please, save him!” Su Yun suddenly flew over to the doorway and begged Shi Sheng and Feng Jin.

Shi Sheng flicked her sword and spoke in disgust, “Why should this scumbag be saved?”

Feng Jin didn’t even spare a glance at Su Yun. It was clear he had no intention of helping.

An Su had seen the proof of the hate spirit’s words yesterday with her own eyes. She chose to not say anything out of pity for those women , but Qi Nian’s final pleas still rung loudly in her head, making her feel torn.

“What do you mean?” Su Yun stared at Shi Sheng dumbly.

“Qi Mo was responsible for the deaths of all those women,” An Su stated weakly, “Although Su Xin was the one to kill them, Qi Mo knew what was going on. For two of them, he even personally…”

An Su was unable to continue. She didn’t understand how a man who loved Su Yun so deeply could turn into such a murderous person. If Qi Mo hadn’t initiated contact with those women, Su Xin wouldn’t have acted against them. But Qi Mo merely watched Su Xin’s twisted acts from the shadows.

An Su felt like Qi Mo’s mindset was even more twisted than Su Xin’s.