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Flesh-Eating Woman was terrified, bowing repeatedly.
"Grandfather," Wei Ning hurriedly said.
"Ning, have you stopped listening to your grandfather?" Wei Qiuxi glanced at Wei Ning and said lightly.
Wei Ning sighed inwardly and softly told Flesh-Eating Woman, "I'm sorry. If there is a next time, I will definitely come to see you and help you with your Reincarnation..."
Wei Qiuxi scolded, "Ning, what good is there in this monster? Today's events are all of its own making. As the heir of the Wei Family, how can you make such promises to a creature like this? Are you not afraid of losing your identity?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Ning felt a surge of anger and retorted, "Grandfather, isn't there a virtue of compassion? Why can't we..."
"Enough," Wei Qiuxi shouted angrily. "If you say another word, I will destroy this monster."
Hearing that Wei Qiuxi was going to destroy her, Flesh-Eating Woman was instantly terrified.
Knowing his grandfather's temperament, Wei Ning could only feel frustrated as he resealed the Flesh-Eating Woman.
Why? His master Wang Tuozi was like this too, and now his grandfather had changed as well. Was it true that everyone in Zhu You was like this? Once again, Wei Ning felt his belief in being a Corpse Driver wavering. Was Zhu You, the righteous sect that helped the deceased return home to accumulate merit, truly just as sinister as the Daoists from Dragon Tiger Mountain?
Who truly represented justice: Zhengyi or Zhu You?
Wei Qiuxi, sensing his grandson's discomfort, sighed deeply and said, "Ning'er, I know you have a kind heart, but one must not be overly benevolent; this is your fatal flaw. Think about it: if you let her go today and she returns to the Thousand Corpses Hanging Cave, discovering that her husband has been burned by you all, what do you think she would do? Sometimes, killing one person to save many is true benevolence."
"Then at least we could help her with her Reincarnation, right?"
"Can you?" Wei Qiuxi asked slowly.
Wei Ning remained silent.
"Her tongue is still in the hands of the Seven Sinners. With my skills, even your master Wang Chuyi wouldn't dare to confront the Corpse Demon," Wei Qiuxi sighed and said, "We should go find Wuchang Young Master first."
"Wuchang Young Master?" Wei Ning frowned. "Isn't that the monster hiding in that ghostly place?"
Wei Qiuxi nodded. Wei Ning said nothing, picking up a stick from the ground and drawing a cross on the earth, pointing to "Yin Shadow," "Underworld," "Netherworld," and "Youling." Then he lit a piece of Lotus Gold Ghost Paper. Wei Qiuxi watched with interest as his grandson muttered incantations. As a result, the Ghost Paper burned at the locations of "Underworld," "Netherworld," and "Youling," but only at "Yin Shadow" did it ignite. Wei Ning nodded and said to his grandfather, "This should be the direction."
Holding a compass, the grandfather and grandson followed its guidance until they reached a mountaintop. "Grandpa, does that look like it?" Wei Ning asked.
Wei Qiuxi nodded. "Where there are mountains, there must be water; where there is water, there must be wood. If no grass grows on this mountain, it must be a place thick with Eerie Aura. This should be a Shadow Corpse site. Let's go down and see if Wuchang Young Master is here too."
The two descended the mountain towards the Shadow Corpse site. Indeed, this mountaintop was barren, but the mud was deep and thick. As they stepped on it, it felt like walking on a soft pile of dung, emitting a terrible stench. Wei Ning had undergone training from Peng Bai, so he fared slightly better, while Wei Qiuxi frowned deeply, hardly daring to breathe. Suddenly, they came across a black hole ahead, dark and deep within. Wei Qiuxi and Wei Ning exchanged glances and stepped forward. They could clearly feel water flowing beneath their feet, yet not a sound of water could be heard; everything was silent. Without exchanging words, they both chose not to turn on their lights. With good eyesight, Wei Ning led the way while Wei Qiuxi followed closely behind.
The water grew deeper quickly, soon submerging them both. Both were good swimmers, so they decided to swim through it. After diving down for a while, they finally surfaced.
As Wei Ning emerged from the water, he couldn't help but gasp in shock; alongside him surfaced countless female corpses, their hair floating in the water. Their faces were deeply sunken into their cheeks, skin yellowish with black hues, and their hollow eyes stared motionlessly at Wei Ning.
A glance around revealed that the entire pond was filled with female heads; their hair floated above like a mass of black seaweed.
Silently watching Wei Ning and Wei Qiuxi.
Even with their courage, both felt a chill run down their spines at that moment.
Wei Ning and Wei Qiuxi exchanged a glance, holding their breath in unison. Slowly and silently, they began to move toward the shore, while the female corpses floated in the water, motionless, watching the two of them. This near-stillness heightened the sense of dread that crawled along their spines.
Fortunately, as Corpse Drivers, Wei Ning and Wei Qiuxi were accustomed to dealing with corpses and were not easily frightened by such sights. Had they been ordinary people, they would have likely been paralyzed with fear, fainting into the depths of the pool.
Carefully, they continued to inch forward until they finally reached the shore. Soaked to the skin, they noticed that not a single drop of water fell to the ground. Looking down at themselves, they discovered that their bodies were covered in a thick layer of dark red, viscous blood-like substance, clinging to them as if they were encased in heavy armor.
A beam of light filtered down from above, illuminating the Blood Pool. Not far away, a man in white sat quietly on a rock, appearing as if he had been frozen for millennia.
Wei Ning and Wei Qiuxi approached him silently.
“Shh.” The man seemed aware of their presence and gestured for them to be quiet. Wei Ning exchanged a glance with his grandfather, deciding to assess the situation before taking any action.
The man's facial features were sharply defined, his skin covered in a layer of silvery gray. His features appeared somewhat melted, sagging downwards; his eyes were mostly white with barely visible black pupils. He sat still on the stone, intently gazing into the Blood Pool.
As they looked closer, both Wei Ning and Wei Qiuxi gasped in horror. The man's chest had been ripped open; his ribs were clearly visible, and within lay a gray heart that had long since stopped beating. Most terrifying of all was that his intestines were completely exposed—one end submerged in the water while the other was held tightly in his claw-like hand. The man focused intently on his intestines, ensuring they remained perfectly still.
“I’m hanging a corpse; don’t disturb me,” he said with a grin that revealed a row of jagged white teeth.
Then he turned back to his task, gripping his intestines with both hands, his expression calm as if he were merely an angler by the riverbank.
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