Chapter 178
Chapter 178: If You Have the Nerve, Walk Out Like This!
Before Shi Zi Chu could make a move, the voice of the Soul Spirit echoed through the mirror chamber. “Hee-hee, do you like it?”
Shi Zi Chu lifted her gaze, her eyes, like blooming peach blossoms, now filled with a bone-chilling coldness.
The Soul Spirit didn’t need Shi Zi Chu’s answer. With a mischievous tone, it giggled, “Here they come~”
“Creak.”
The door swung open, and several men, unable to see what was going on inside the mirror chamber, suddenly found their vision swallowed by darkness. Before they could scream, their bodies exploded like fireworks, flesh and blood splattering everywhere.
“Is it beautiful?” a clear, gentle voice echoed in the room.
The Soul Spirit gave no answer, its playful tone now replaced by something akin to being stunned, or perhaps it had simply disappeared.
With a soft “pop,” Shi Zi Chu effortlessly snapped the chains on her hands. Rubbing her wrist, she stepped down from the bed. Just as she was about to retrieve a dress from her storage ring, she suddenly found that none of her storage rings or pouches would open!
The Soul Spirit’s teasing voice rang out with malicious glee, “If you have the nerve, walk out like this!”
Her thin, gauzy clothes barely covered her, leaving her in a state of near undress.
Shi Zi Chu chuckled, her fingers curling as she raised them.
In an instant, all the mirrors in the chamber shattered.
Jiang Wan Sheng was not far from the mirror chamber. After sensing the presence of the Heart Return Gu nearby, he followed the trail and arrived.
The first thing he saw when he reached the door was the bloody remains smeared across the walls and the door. The flesh was fresh, clearly from a recent kill.
Only then did he spot Shi Zi Chu standing inside.
His gaze froze on her, and with a sharp turn of his body, his pale ears flushed with a deep red.
At the same time, a pained expression appeared in his eyes, the sorrow for Qing Qing clear as day.
Qing Qing should not be treated this way!
The silk threads that had flown from Shi Zi Chu’s hand vanished quickly.
Seeing Jiang Wan Sheng standing rigidly, his back stiffened, Shi Zi Chu’s lips curved into a beautiful smile, like petals blooming, and her voice was soft, almost teasing, “Sheng Sheng, aren’t you coming in?”
“No!” Jiang Wan Sheng replied without hesitation. He had planned to retrieve a set of clothes to give to Shi Zi Chu, only to realize that his storage space wouldn’t open.
Shi Zi Chu folded her hands lazily, her posture seductive. “Who was it that offered to share my pillow before?”
“This is a different matter.” Jiang Wan Sheng responded firmly, but then complained in a slightly aggrieved tone, “Besides, Qing Qing, you never agreed to let me share your pillow either.”
As he spoke, he began to remove his outer robe and inner clothing.
After folding them neatly, he used his spiritual power to send them toward Shi Zi Chu. “Qing Qing, my storage ring won’t open. I can only trouble you to wear my clothes for now.”
Shi Zi Chu reached out and took the garments.
The rustling sound of her dressing reached Jiang Wan Sheng’s ears. He closed his spiritual sense and looked up at the ceiling.
“All done.”
Once he heard Shi Zi Chu’s voice, he turned around.
The deep purple robe and inner clothes were far too large for Shi Zi Chu, trailing on the ground and the sleeves hanging loosely.
With a swift movement, Shi Zi Chu leapt lightly over the shattered mirrors and spilled blood to emerge.
“Make do with it for now.” Jiang Wan Sheng rolled up the excessively long sleeves a few times.
Shi Zi Chu raised her hand to pinch his crimson ear lobe, teasing him with a touch of allure. “Sheng Sheng, do you think I look good?”
Jiang Wan Sheng froze, his gaze skittering away from her, his ears burning bright red.
“Aww, are you shy?” Shi Zi Chu’s voice had a playful edge, as though she had just discovered a new toy. She released his ear and let her soft fingers brush against his neck.
The once stiff young man became even more rigid, now looking like a puppet controlled by Shi Zi Chu.
Her cool fingers slid upward, gently tapping the Adam’s apple that bobbed with his nervous swallow.
Unable to withstand it, Jiang Wan Sheng staggered back a couple of steps. His fair features were flushed with a clear red, and his demeanor took on a strangely delicate look.
Shi Zi Chu couldn’t resist pulling him back, grasping the collar of his robes and effortlessly bringing him close.
At the same time, her hand slid down his firm chest, following the shape of his muscles.
“Qing Qing.”
Her voice, hoarse and dry, came with an edge of warning. Jiang Wan Sheng grabbed her wrist through the sleeve, the veins in his neck bulging as he fought to control himself.
Looking at his intense, restrained gaze, Shi Zi Chu smiled playfully, her expression full of charm.
Jiang Wan Sheng, caught in that balance between desire and restraint, turned his head away, his low voice full of accusation. “Bad Qing Qing.”
All the mischievousness seemed aimed squarely at him!
Seeing the subtle flush in the corners of his eyes, Shi Zi Chu softened her teasing a little.
Even when playing with a dog, there’s a limit. If pushed too far, the dog might bite.
After Jiang Wan Sheng took a moment to steady himself, Shi Zi Chu spoke again, “Come with me to do something bad~”
“Alright.”
As they were about to leave, Jiang Wan Sheng noticed that Shi Zi Chu was barefoot. He furrowed his brow.
Shi Zi Chu, utterly unconcerned, chose a random direction and began walking.
Meanwhile, compared to Shi Zi Chu’s awkward and humiliating situation, Chu Zhi Rou’s journey seemed blessed with fortune.
She had encountered her ally, Chu Zhi Sheng, right away and quickly entered a secret chamber, which offered rich rewards with little challenge…
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“Not even a single skirt? What kind of poor, dilapidated ruins are these?” Jiang Wan Sheng, still irritable, had just stepped out of the room when he blew it up in frustration.
Shi Zi Chu, leisurely walking behind him, made no attempt to stop him.
They walked along, leaving a trail of destruction, until they finally emerged from the maze and onto solid ground.
Hidden in the shadows, the Soul Spirit was nearly driven mad by the two of them!
So, when they stepped into a grand palace hall, a teleportation array suddenly appeared.
“Roar—”
A fierce spirit beast lunged at them, only to explode with a resounding boom, splattering into a heap of flesh, just like the others.
Jiang Wan Sheng silently retrieved the spirit beast’s core.
After slaying one spirit beast, the blood scent attracted a second.
The aqua blue silk threads turned pale white, and their lethal power multiplied.
With no real way to fight, Jiang Wan Sheng trailed behind Shi Zi Chu like a pretty boy, gathering spirit beast cores along the way.
The more spirit beasts they killed, the more seemed to appear, as if all the spirit beasts in the ruins were now converging on them.
Jiang Wan Sheng wanted to help, but was quickly elbowed aside.
Shi Zi Chu had no need for anyone to interfere—these spirit beasts were practically punching bags for her!
No one was allowed to steal her fun!
Perhaps because Shi Zi Chu had killed too many, the spirit beasts suddenly ceased appearing.
Shi Zi Chu, wandering aimlessly with Jiang Wan Sheng in tow, asked, “Sheng Sheng, which faction are you in?”
Jiang Wan Sheng raised his arm, offering it to her.
Shi Zi Chu glanced at it, her suspicions confirmed.
“Second Senior Sister?”
A familiar, uncertain voice rang out.
Both Shi Zi Chu and Jiang Wan Sheng turned to look.
Chu Zhi Rou, dressed in disciple robes, was impeccably clean, as were the others following her, seemingly untouched by any danger.
Such good fortune!
Shi Zi Chu couldn’t help but envy them, feeling a tinge of jealousy in her heart.
As she noticed the awkwardness of Shi Zi Chu’s attire—her deep purple robes clearly ill-fitting, and Jiang Wan Sheng without his outer robe—Chu Zhi Rou’s eyes widened in realization.
Shi Zi Chu was wearing Jiang Wan Sheng’s clothes?!
What a shameless wretch!
Yet, despite the ill-fitting garments, Shi Zi Chu’s beauty was undiminished, only adding to her air of mysterious allure.
A mixture of contempt and jealousy filled Chu Zhi Rou, and she deliberately feigned shock. “Second Senior Sister, why are you wearing Young Master Jiang’s clothes?”
At these words, the people following Chu Zhi Rou all turned to look, their glances filled with veiled meanings. Jiang Wan Sheng’s face immediately darkened.