[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night":3,"chapter-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-140":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Journey to the End of the Night",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1715674,2193,"Chapter 140 - 140 139 Better to Die than to Be Silent","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-140",140,"\u003Cp>140: Chapter 139: Better to Die than to Be Silent 140: Chapter 139: Better to Die than to Be Silent Baili An felt that such a fine sword should not be sullied by such foul, thick blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she not struck too hastily, drawing her sword directly and sweeping with Sword Qi, it would not have been tainted by even a speck of filthy blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was careless; I did not expect to encounter a ‘Candle-Eye Ghost’ in Chaotic Netherworld Valley,” she mused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei collected her not-so-disheveled blue-black tresses, moving toward Baili An while retrieving a clean handkerchief from her sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Candle-Eye Ghost was a type of Evil Spirit of the Ghost Path, nurtured by the Demon Sect during its heyday a thousand years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By means of brutal torture, they would peel away the Spiritual Power from the mortal Cultivators and refine it into resentful power, solidifying it within an eye, then forging it into a Candle-Eye Ghost with a combination of Astral Wind and Karma Fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the Candle-Eye Ghost was not strong, it could not even rival those in the Kaiyuan realm in direct confrontation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But its advantage lay in its speed, as swift as a shadow, lacking a heart or any traceable breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the tangled battles of righteousness and demons, such creatures excelled in ambushes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should it invade a human body, the flesh tendrils in its eyes could sever the meridians storing the Spiritual Energy within a cultivator’s body, abruptly cutting off the life force, then seizing control of the brain and mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The methods of creating a Candle-Eye Ghost were too cruel, belonging to an utterly nefarious and malevolent path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thousand years ago, when the Demon Sect fell, countless Candle-Eye Ghosts along with the scrolls documenting the creation process of Evil Ghosts were all thoroughly consumed by the Red Lotus Karma Fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, in this forsaken land, such evils still existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei’s expression remained composed, yet her mood slightly heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaotic Netherworld Valley was a forbidden region in the Mortal World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were only at the outer edges of the valley now, where abnormal creatures already appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To leave this place, one would have to venture deeper into the heart of the valley, seeking the living spring’s array eye for safe passage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this place, visible beings might not truly be alive, and the flora and the earth might not be devoid of consciousness and soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Wen Hanwei could approach, Baili An reached out to grasp the Yuxiao Sword on the barren rock, pulling out the Longsword with a snap, carefully wiping away the stained blood on the sword tip against his arm before handing it back to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbeknownst to him, at the moment he drew the Yuxiao Sword, a flicker of surprise crossed Wen Hanwei’s cool façade, causing her to involuntarily halt in her tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili An sat quietly on the ground, gazing at her without a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bloody wind brushed against the face, with a bone-chilling chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere in Chaotic Netherworld Valley, the sound of wolf howling echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei also watched him quietly, her surprised look quickly settling back into an expression of indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not glance at her usual sword, but squatted down, her snow-white robe sprawling on the ground, taking out a handkerchief from her sleeve to delicately wipe the bloodstains from Baili An’s cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This unexpected moment of gentleness seemed to lull the freshly awoken Baili An back into a hazy sleepiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as if the pitter-patter of rain could be heard beside his ear—in a place forsaken by gods like Chaotic Netherworld Valley, rainfall presaged ominous omens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet when her snowy sleeve brushed his face and the faintly itchy fragrance of her being reached his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It differed from Wen Hanwei’s distinct, aloof character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The underlying scent was pleasant and warm, like a mix of warm water and soapberries beneath the winter sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili An obediently lifted his cheek, squinting his eyes, allowing her to wipe his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a corpse demon and shouldn’t possess a sense of smell, yet strangely, he could detect the warm scent radiating from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as warm water under a winter’s day is odorless, people could remember an indescribable scent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew, it was a warmth and sunlight he, born a demon, was unable to touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grew a bit obsessed with this scent, like a moth in the dark yearning for the light of a flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rain grew more urgent, but their clothes remained untouched by even a drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei withdrew the handkerchief, noticing the boy with half-closed eyes, looking as if he were about to doze off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t help but chuckle, patting his cheek, “Don’t sleep now; this isn’t a place for peaceful slumber.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili An opened his eyes, his gaze falling on Wen Hanwei’s soft lips, flickered slightly, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Wen…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister, have you applied any perfume?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei paused, caught off guard by his question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She put away the handkerchief, picked up the Yuxiao Sword and sheathed it, saying, “I have not applied any perfume.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep dark pooled in Baili An’s eyes, fitting for a being who walked in darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his gaze and spoke softly, “There’s a scent about you that’s hard to forget, very warm, like sunshine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It smells really good…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were frank and could be construed as brazen, yet they did not provoke any discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei thought for a moment and took out a clean handkerchief from her chest, placing it in his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pondered seriously for a while and said, “I only love two things in life: sword-fighting and basking in the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe what you like isn’t my scent, but the aroma of sunlight I’ve carried with me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Keep this handkerchief to smell it, so stop showing such a sad expression.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili An clenched the handkerchief tightly, revealing an expression caught between laughter and tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly asked, “Wen Sister, did we know each other before?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you know who I was in my previous life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do I…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>still have family in this world?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei’s eyes widened slightly, “You don’t remember your past life?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili An nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei murmured, “I see, I see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that you have become a corpse demon, the affairs of your past life are dead and forgotten, memories from the past hardly remain, no wonder…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly stopped, as if a critical revelation had struck her and did not continue speaking, instead looking at him with a complex expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao An, now is not the best time to trace past memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You saw how Jing is—right now, the righteous people and the Hundred Immortal Sects won’t tolerate a corpse demon from the Mortal World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing too much about your past too soon will only lead to a quicker death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at him earnestly, “You’re my only friend; I don’t want you to die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, this will be the last time I call you Xiao An.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili An was taken aback, then gave a wry smile, “So, I must find the answers for myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei patted his head, saying, “I don’t think that’s a wise thing to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although I don’t know what happened back then, I never expected your death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this world, anyone can die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did it have to be you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili An shook his head, “Perhaps you’re right, perhaps knowledge of my past life will only become unnecessary danger and burden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since it’s a part of the life I once had, I…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>want to know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Embrace fearlessness and rejuvenate daily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather with a roar die than in silence live.\u003C\u002Fp>",1282,"2026-06-06T15:16:24.479Z",1,"novelbin.me","0b12dd3ea528a762bc04034162bef6066eeb76e5f59d8ea3bc833fcd6de6c548","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-82","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-81",1594,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjourney-to-the-end-of-the-night-cover.jpg"]