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Suddenly, a woman in front turned her head abruptly, a charming smile on her face. "Honey, you're here..."
"Ding Ying," Wei Ning exclaimed, "how did you end up here? Where is this place?"
Before Ding Ying could respond, a child with a spiky braid and a rattle drum appeared. Upon seeing Wei Ning, the child exclaimed joyfully, "Wei Ning, why are you at my house—oh wait, why is that dead woman here too?"
"Who are you calling a dead woman?" Ding Ying said, hands on her hips, her brows furrowed.
Liu Linglang made a face at Ding Ying and pulled Wei Ning along. "I'm not playing with you. I have someone else to play with. I'm going to row by the riverbank. Touching snails and making dumplings will drive you crazy, you bitch!"
Seeing the two rivals starting to bicker right away, Wei Ning felt both amused and exasperated. She hurried over to mediate. "Ling, how can you talk like that at your age? The things you're saying are so vulgar; we need to resist that."
Liu Linglang nodded seriously. "Wei Ning, I'll listen to you. But why did you come to my house with this dead woman? Are you missing me?"
"Your house?" Wei Ning was puzzled. "Is this really your house?"
"Of course." Liu Linglang shook the rattle in her hand, tilted her head, and put her fingers in her mouth. "Yes, it's my house. You made it for me; have you forgotten?"
"This is... how did I get in here...?"
"I was about to ask you the same thing," Liu Linglang replied.
"How did you get in? Did you forget?" Suddenly, a voice echoed ominously, sending chills down their spines.
An old man slowly approached, glancing at Wei Ning. Willow Spirit inexplicably trembled all over and began to hide behind Wei Ning's back. Even Ding Ying's face turned pale, like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
"It's you!" Wei Ning recognized the old man; he was the one who taught her the Five Thunder Palm at school—the Mysterious Elder.
The old man nodded and said, "It is I."
"Who exactly are you? How did you manage to come here? And why did you just leave back then? Also, also..." Wei Ning's mind was filled with questions, and he couldn't help but ask them all.
"Who I am is not important, but you must understand that you are my only hope. I need three years to completely transform your True Soul."
"True Soul?"
The old man suddenly asked, "Do you know why your surname is Wei?"
"Why do I have the surname Wei— isn't that obvious?" Wei Ning retorted.
The old man shook his head and said, "That is where the greatest secret of our Wei Family lies."
"Our Wei Family? Who exactly are you?"
"I am a so-called traitor who has been removed from the family tree of the Wei Family."
"I see," a flash of realization crossed Wei Ning's mind. "You are Wei Xian Gui."
Wei Xian Gui did not deny it. "The Wei means half-ghost; in truth, we are neither human nor ghost. The earth is unkind, even branding our surname with a mark of shame!" At this point, Wei Xian Gui's expression grew agitated, appearing far from the calm demeanor he usually maintained.
"But don't we look just like ordinary people?"
"That is because all descendants of the Wei Family possess an Undying Bone. This Undying Bone suppresses our true forms, allowing us to appear like normal humans. However, if the Undying Bone were to be removed, we would reveal our true selves and become immortal Blood Corpses."
Wei Ning recalled the Blood Corpses he had seen in Changde Cave and shuddered involuntarily, exclaiming, "Am I becoming one now?"
"Indeed, you are dead now; your physical body has become a Blood Corpse!"
"Then who am I now?"
Wei Xian Gui frowned and said, "It's strange. I originally planned to wait for those fools to use the 'Soul Peeling' technique to forcibly strip your Undying Bone away before seizing it. However, I never expected that you could break the seal yourself and extract the Undying Bone. This phenomenon has never occurred before, and I wonder how it will affect my plans..."
Wei Xian Gui paused and continued, "I suspect it has something to do with that bead you wear. You've had it for so long that you've likely formed a connection with it. At that moment, when you wished for death, the resentment in your heart and the death energy in the Undying Bone infected the bead, causing it to actively send a receiving signal to your Undying Bone. The powerful resentment contained within that bead likely forced a separation between your Undying Bone and your physical body... So now, you are merely the true soul sealed within your Undying Bone. Members of the Wei Family do not possess Three Souls and Six Spirits until they reach twenty-seven years of age; they only have one Undying Bone. However, if we stay in the human realm for too long, we will gradually become mortal due to absorbing worldly influences, which can lead to some complications."
"Then where does the curse of death at twenty-seven come from? Why was my grandfather not affected by this curse? And you must know where my grandfather is," Wei Ning suddenly shouted.
Wei Xian Gui frowned coldly and replied, "Some things I will tell you when it's time for you to know. For now, all you need to understand is that you are dead!"
"Am I really dead? Am I truly dead?" Wei Ning's mind was thrown into confusion by Wei Xian Gui's words as he muttered to himself.
Wei Xian Gui said, "But you need not worry; what does it matter if you're dead? There is life in death and death in life. What is death? What is life? Only after great destruction can there be great establishment; one must be placed in a state of death to become Young Man!"
"What do you mean?" Wei Ning sensed that there was more to Wei Xian Gui's words and quickly asked.
"I have already arranged for someone to take care of your physical body. Now your spiritual form will reside here for three years. During these three years, I will come to train you until you meet my standards."
"Why should I listen to you?" Wei Ning retorted stubbornly.
"For no reason other than this: if you do not obey me, you will be forever trapped in this Drought Demon Essence and unable to reincarnate. You have no choice." With that, Wei Xian Gui vanished like a wisp of green smoke.
"Ning Suwen has grown suspicious of me," Lin Lingsu said coldly as she closed the door. "If it weren't for this, he would never have taken away my authority and allowed that scoundrel Li Xin to take my place while sending me off to Lushan to guard the spirit."
"That's not certain. Lin, guarding the Blood Corpse is an extremely important task. Besides you, I trust no one else with Chairman Ning; this is understandable."
"I don't care, I can't take it anymore, really. Our plan has to move forward ahead of schedule, or I'm going to go crazy," Lin Lingsu said, biting her lip tightly and shaking her head desperately.
"No, absolutely not. None of our timing is right yet. We've been setting this up for over a decade; do you really want to ruin everything because of a moment of impulse?"
"But, Uncle Xu, do you know? Every time I think of my father, I just... I've been so tired these years. I've been lying to everyone, wearing a mask every day. I'm really, really exhausted."
Xu Suwen gently patted Lin Lingsu's head and said softly, "Can you hold on a little longer? Right now, Wei Ning is already in our grasp. Once we find the Undying Bone, we can turn Wei Ning into a Blood Corpse. As long as we have one Blood Corpse in our hands, there’s nothing we can't solve."
"Wei Ning, Wei Ning." Suddenly, Lin Lingsu grabbed Xu Suwen's hand tightly and shook it, asking urgently, "Wei Ning is not dead, right? He hasn't died, has he?"
Xu Suwen looked at Lin Lingsu and sighed. "Lin, wake up. If you keep going like this, you're going to break down."
Lin Lingsu took a few steps back, looking at Xu Suwen with terror in her eyes. "No, you're all lying to me. It can't be true; Wei Ning is not dead. I know it."
Xu Suwen gazed at Lin Lingsu and said gently, "Lin, face reality."
Suddenly, Lin Lingsu threw herself into Xu Suwen's arms and cried out loud, "Just lie to me! Just lie to me... Why won't any of you even pretend..."
Xu Suwen gently patted Lin Lingsu's back and took off his glasses to wipe his slightly damp eyes. "Poor child... you've suffered so much..."
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