Chapter 1642: Heaven's Mandate Seven Sons Monster Hunting Chronicles 33

Only after arriving at the manor did they discover; today was completely different.

"Oh my, the previous few times they said it was done so gloomily; better to just carry a coffin, but today a coffin really appeared." Yang Yu found it strange.

After seeing so many scarlet bridal palanquins, seeing this coffin actually feels somewhat pleasing.

"I'll go gather information." Jin Chen said.

By the way, see if this Ghost Domain can be split open directly.

He slipped away from Rong Zixu's side; the surroundings were crowded with guests, and soon he vanished from sight. Rong Zixu watched him leave his field of view, frowning slightly with discomfort.

Exactly when did it start that he couldn't even adapt to Xiao Chen not being by his side?

His obsession arose unknown when; by the time he noticed, it had already become etched deep into his heart.

Rong Zixu gripped the sword at his waist, forcing himself to shift his attention to the joyous occasion.

As usual, this bride would be punished for mistakes, but with a coffin present today, several more layers of doubt arose.

"Senior brothers! Look over there." Jing Xingcan poked them, "Is the groom like a coffin?"

Yang Yu, face dark with exasperation, pointed out: "The groom is inside the coffin."

"Oh! I see." Jing Xingcan hissed, "Before it was marrying a ghost wife; now it's marrying a dead husband—the perversity of Min East City is simply unimaginable."

The gongs and drums sounded; even the perfunctory congratulations of the past few days were absent, as clansmen in mourning attire took the place of the groom lying in the coffin, escorting the bride out of her palanquin.

Coming and going guests all covered their faces with tears, seeming extremely sorrowful.

The bride's complexion was ruined; she turned her head toward the coffin, her eyes filled with despair faintly generating an impulse—she wished she could crash into it and die.

She was bound! Tied with rope! She could only marry in! Then spend her lifetime in hardship!

The bride's heart was heavy with resentment; from the moment she learned her husband had died, she already saw her own end—she couldn't even control her own death.

"Welcome the bride into the chamber!" Someone struck a gong, beat a drum, and shouted loudly.

Jin Chen returned at this moment, bringing the information he had gathered.

"I've gathered it." Jin Chen returned to the corner; before he could speak, Rong Zixu tightly grasped his hand. He lowered his gaze, glanced at it, and smiled at Rong Zixu.

Rong Zixu, feeling somewhat uneasy under the gaze, urged: "…Go on."

Jin Chen said: "Today's marriage also counts as a custom of Min East City; although the fiancé died before the wedding, the festivities proceed as usual, and the woman must marry in as a chaste widow."

Xu Qie frowned, asking: "What is a chaste widow?"

Jin Chen shook his head and sighed: "Marrying the coffin, thereafter one can only be confined with the spirit tablet in the chaste widow's chamber, seeing no sunlight, bearing no sons, never leaving the chamber for life, thus ending one's life."

Gong Simoyue exclaimed in shock: "Marrying in to guard a living widow! What a ridiculous rule!"

She was so indignant she didn't lower her voice.

As soon as her words fell, the guests who had been covering their faces while weeping turned expressionless, all turning to stare at them with dead eyes.

The mourning musicians still beating gongs and drums, the clansmen carrying the bride, and the elderly woman weeping while leaning against the coffin all slowly turned their heads to look at them.

Bai Shi Yun was frightened by this scene, his heart growing even more anxious.

Gong Simoyue drew his whip, shouting: "Damn it, granny!"

"Granny, calm down first." Jing Xingcan hurriedly pulled her back, saying, "We're practically becoming old arms and legs; we need to think of a way out—that's the proper thing to do."

"But where exactly is the beggar woman?"

Jin Chen: "The beggar woman is the bride."

Although he had only just discovered this while gathering information, perhaps the beggar woman couldn't wait and inadvertently revealed her gloomy ghostly aura today.

Everyone was shocked, asking: "What?"

Rong Zixu pondered a moment, then realized: "The beggar woman previously possessed Mo Ranmei, and Xiao Chen said she is the resentment of a deceased bride in the city transformed, so she could naturally be any new bride."

"But… do I really have to strike her?" Gong Simoyue's brows knotted tightly, "It's too cruel; I can't bring myself to do it."

Rong Zixu gradually calmed, speaking softly: "This is the Ghost Domain; ghosts devour each other; we must stay alive to save humanity."

They have always obeyed the eldest senior brother's words.

Gong Simoyue bit his lip, then said: "Then let's strike!"

Another fierce ghost battle ensued, blood staining the ground.

The setting sun cast a dim glow over the deserted city, ancient trees withered.

At this moment the fierce ghosts dropped all disguises; the Heaven's Mandate Seven Sons covered each other's backs, even their breaths tinged with blood.

Spiritual energy was poured into sword blades and knife edges, destroying the evil ghosts.

Jin Chen gradually let his senior brothers and sisters adapt to his changes; for now he also showed no restraint.

A killing chill overflowed, as if pressed down by an abyss.

Such a junior brother—already vastly different from what they remembered—yet the six of them could only feel admiration.

In the end, the beggar woman was forced out.

Her true form was lovely and beautiful, a rare beauty encountered once in a hundred years; to say she rivals Xi Shi is no exaggeration.

Only her wedding robes were tattered, her eyes brimming with a dense resentment capable of destroying heaven and earth, surpassing even Mo Dongjing.

Jin Chen's heart sank slightly.

First, he realized the Ghost Domain's Seven Sons had lost two lives, and this ghost was too ferocious.

Second, he wondered why, when encountering the beggar woman in the Ghost Domain, this ghost's strength wasn't that great—how could it change so drastically in just a few days?

Could it be the Myriad Ghost Heart?

【Host guessed right! The beggar woman gained one‑tenth of the Myriad Ghost Heart's yin energy boost—destroy the Ghost Domain to obtain the clue to where the Myriad Ghost Heart is hidden!】 Ling Gun Gun popped out cheering.

Good fellow, just one‑tenth already brings such killing intent.

No wonder those imperial courtiers covet it so.

Jin Chen snatched the sword from Rong Zixu's hand, shoved him backward, and said in Rong Zixu's astonished expression: "Listen to me—this ghost is too fierce; you're no match for it."

"I can kill her; if the senior brothers and sisters find the hidden Mo Dongjing, we can leave quickly."

Rong Zixu exclaimed anxiously, "Jin Chen! Don't act recklessly!"

"I'm not acting recklessly, believe me."

Jin Chen quickly kissed his brow, then drew his sword and left.

Yang Yu was also angry, "... Damn! This little bastard!"

Xu Qie shook her numb hand and said, "But... we really aren't as capable as Xiao Chen; we'd better split up so we don't hold each other back."

She has always been steady.

Rong Zixu stood still, watching Jin Chen advance into the black mist, the direction where he gradually faded away.

Chang Wuming patted his shoulder, saying, "Senior brother, believe in Xiao Chen."

"I know..." Rong Zixu's tense body relaxed slightly, his voice a little hoarse, "I know he's very capable."

He still hadn't lost his composure.

Rong Zixu took a deep breath, about to search for Mo Dong Jing, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a dark blue hue faintly shimmering.

He focused his gaze, and it turned out to be coming from Bai Shi Yun hiding in the corner.

He held a jade pendant in his hand, murmuring incantations.

Bai Shi Yun noticed the gaze, his head-down posture unchanged, he glanced up at Rong Zixu with half-lidded eyes, a hint of a confident smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

Rong Zixu thought, "Not good," and as he lifted his foot less than half a step, his body suddenly shuddered, an uncontrollable thought overwhelming his mind.

Kill Jin Chen.

Gong Si Yue, Xu Qie, Jing Xing Can, Yang Yu!

Except for Chang Wuming, the five people were all controlled by this thought, their eyes wide with shock, yet unable to stop their bodies from turning toward Jin Chen, who was battling the beggar woman.

No... impossible!

They shouted in their hearts.