[{"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-284":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},1715387,2193,"Chapter 284 - 284 282 Xiao Jian's Defeat","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-284",284,"\u003Cp>284: Chapter 282: Xiao Jian’s Defeat 284: Chapter 282: Xiao Jian’s Defeat Fang Geyu let Baili Xianxian’s Qi within her body burst, shattering her meridians.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood-stained scabbard, after piercing through Baili Xianxian’s arm, didn’t hesitate or pause for a moment, still moving at an unabated speed, like an arrow shot straight and true, gently pointing toward Ghost’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the tip of the scabbard, fresh blood was still flowing, and white traces of airflow lingered in the air around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not yet touching Ghost’s body, the airflow clinging to the front end of the scabbard formed a tiny vortex, pressing a small crease into the wide and loose black robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the blue gemstone at the sword hilt made a cracking sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Geyu’s gaze grew even colder and more ruthless, with a hint of cruelty that wasn’t usually seen in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, no one noticed that beneath the gemstone, deep as the Nether Sea, there appeared a vertical golden pupil, opening into a sharp sliver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That eye, as if from ancient times, was majestic, noble, and utterly indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a moment ago, Ghost was quite confident—feeling that this seemingly unremarkable thrust on his body was but a petty trick, a harm to his yin body, at most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in that instant, through the blood, he saw the girl’s eyes, as if being gazed upon by the Abyss itself, his whole body going cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even forgot to think.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under this brief yet eternal thrust, he suddenly had an absurd thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps for her, the decision to die with the enemy made by the female corpse He Sha, was indeed the correct one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it really was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>time for him to go to Hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be brought down by a young girl at the beginning of her journey…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of joke was this in the Mortal World!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili Xianxian let out a painful roar, and although Fang Geyu’s sheathed sword had not hit a vital spot, if it moved a mere inch closer, the explosive and destructive Qi would directly affect the netherworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, a Black Feather fell heavily onto the tip of the scabbard, then stuck firmly to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed as if a Cold Crow had come flapping out from the gloomy dusk, bringing with it a desolate silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the Ghost Qi around grew a few degrees denser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light-as-xuan-paper Black Feather pressed against the sword, the blood-stained scabbard then unable to advance any further, as warm blood beads on the cold silver-grey steel condensed into frosty crimson pearls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at this time, Fang Geyu’s scabbard was only an inch away from Ghost’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that one-inch gap, a clean hand suddenly materialized out of thin air, picking up the Black Feather sticking to the tip of the scabbard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the feather pinched between fingers, it lightly struck the sheathed sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The movement was lighter than Fang Geyu’s dust-like Sword Intent, but the collision set off a booming roar like a giant bell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Geyu’s sword was forced to retreat, drawn out backward, and the cracked blue gemstone re-froze, fusing back together so that not a trace could be found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden vertical pupil below the gemstone was like a flame extinguished in darkness, unnoticed by anyone as it flared and died out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before everyone’s eyes, a tall, slender figure suddenly appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a young man dressed in a grand red Judge robe, embroidered with gold-lined Vermilion Bird totems, a White Jade Belt around his waist, and a Black Feather cap on his head, attire only worn by members of the You Dynasty royal family—the Central Netherworld Dynasty revering red as honor and gold as royalty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crimson-eyed Cold Crow perched on the shoulder of the young man, preening its feathers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be hard to find a second person in the whole Central Netherworld Dynasty bold enough to wear such attire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Central Netherworld Crown Prince, Ying Xiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This young man, known as the Ghost Sword Gentleman, after steadying the weakened Baili Xianxian who had collapsed, then cast a warmly angry look at Fang Geyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, before he could say anything, Ghost gave a cold laugh, breaking free from the brief restraint of the female corpse He Sha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Geyu, undeniably delayed by this, missed the perfect chance for a killing blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue gemstone’s self-seal, the power in the sword disrupted leading to a self-sealing state, and from the gap where the sword hilt met the scabbard, cold, frosty Sword Qi spilled out, condensing a thick layer of ice around the opening of the withdrawn sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even her sword-holding right hand couldn’t escape, covering a layer of pale frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deep look in Fang Geyu’s eyes faded, her body swayed, and only by propping herself up with her sword did she barely manage to stand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was pale, yet before she could steady her breathing, Ghost ignored Ying Xiu, this unwelcome guest, and focused his killing intent solely on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After shaking off the female corpse He Sha, his figure blurred and he moved in front of Fang Geyu, striking at her face with a palm across the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark mist-like evil Yin Power covered his entire palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fog, which should have no substance, weighed down like a mountain; the palm drop felt like a gigantic black Ghost Mountain crashing down, the palm wind even thundering with the terrifying sound of ghostly wails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his palm landed, everything heavy around was irresistibly pulled toward his hand’s direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the firmly standing Ghost Sword Gentleman found his body involuntarily leaning and falling in that direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face turned a bit pale, seemingly not expecting the fierce power of this Ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because of Fang Geyu’s previous ruthless, uncompassionate thrust, Ying Xiu had a slight distaste for her character, hesitated for a moment, and thus missed the optimal timing to rescue her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ghost’s palm fell like a collapsing mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A giant shadow loomed over Fang Geyu, as if death had enveloped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold smile appeared on her lips, her gaze icy, not on the approaching Ghost, but on Ying Xiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the face of death, that’s what she thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This little fellow wasn’t unlikable in appearance, yet why was he so unpleasant in action!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this world, there really wasn’t a male creature that was as adorable and pleasing as her pet corpse demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was what Fang Geyu thought to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with death, that was all there was to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was not one to wallow in self-pity, nor would she indulge in such petty thoughts like ‘If I could just see so-and-so for one last time’ at times like these.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated goodbyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She also hated the pretentious tears from anyone in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What she wanted was only…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was only what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t have time for the answer to rise in her heart, as life is such, mockingly unpredictable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a moment ago, she thought it wouldn’t matter if he didn’t come; let him try hard to find her, if he had the guts just to come and clap her to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, the person she least wanted to see appeared in front of her, like the ludicrous hero in a storybook, stepping in front of her and blocking her view with his not-so-broad back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the fluttering red sleeves, he cast a silver-white Sword Qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Ghost, Baili An dared not be complacent, even summoning his rarely used sinister small sword, swiftly shooting it in Ghost’s direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, something seemed amiss.\u003C\u002Fp>",1264,"2026-06-06T15:16:24.480Z",1,"novelbin.me","c3e94d704c3a5d1e44c59c097377f73ce4016e1019c29a4db188ddf9a4c02666","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-285","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-283",1594,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjourney-to-the-end-of-the-night-cover.jpg"]