[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele":3,"chapter-the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-116":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Invincible Female Ghost Is A Bit Of A Hopeless Romantic",{"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},1706495,2180,"Chapter 116: Sister Yu’s Sweaty Feet Drive Away Evil!","the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-116",116,"\u003Cp>That porcelain-white eyeball pressed against the door crack collided with Lu Yuan's gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time seemed to stretch infinitely in that instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eyeball had no pupil, only a dead, desolate porcelain-white that gleamed with the cheap sheen of low-quality glaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lu Yuan could feel it—it was \"looking\" at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With an inhuman, greedy \"stare\" that scraped inch by inch across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gaze lingered longest on his shoulders and chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for why it focused on those two areas...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan thought...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because he had two scars there!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other was the sword wound Tan Jiji had stabbed through from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, Lu Yuan understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this illusion formation obsessed with ultimate \"beauty,\" the scars on his body had become the most glaring \"flaws.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the door, the rustling sound of porcelain suddenly exploded!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No longer tentative, it became dense, urgent—the sound of countless porcelain shards scraping, colliding, madly closing in from all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other side was about to make its move!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting up an altar to perform rituals now was already too late!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Close the door!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan barked in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Cheng'an, who was nearest the door, reacted with lightning speed. He lunged forward and slammed the door shut with all his might, a loud \"bang!\" echoing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, he pressed his entire shoulder against the door panel, holding it firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Erxiao, meanwhile, swiftly untied the inked carpenter's line coiled around his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That line had been soaked for forty-nine days in aged ink, black dog blood, and cinnabar—specifically effective against yin evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His movements were rapid as he pulled the ink line horizontally and vertically across the door frame. With several crisp \"snap!\" sounds, he flicked out a series of crisscrossing black marks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A simple \"well\" character door-sealing talisman instantly took shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sizzle—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the ink line landed, an ear-piercing shriek erupted from outside, like a red-hot branding iron being plunged into a snowdrift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few pinkish sparks splattered from the door crack, and the air's cloyingly sweet fragrance was instantly mixed with a strong, scorched smell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the crisis was not over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The temperature inside the common room began to rise bizarrely and rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't the stifling heat of summer, but a dry, intense, scorching heat carrying the residual warmth of a kiln fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The edges of those old Guangxu-era newspapers on the wall visibly curled, browned, and rapidly carbonized, as if being baked by invisible flames pressed against them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paste used for wallpaper emitted an eerie, caramel-like sweetness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more terrifying, the solid earth beneath their feet actually began to grow slightly warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through their thick shoe soles, they could clearly feel the ground turning inch by inch harder, smoother—its texture shifting toward that of a cold kiln bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's accelerating the 'firing' process!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Shulan's delicate brows furrowed tightly as she scanned the surroundings, her voice icy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This illusion formation intends to 'fire' us along with this house into porcelain!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As her words fell, her entire body suddenly erupted with dazzling silver lightning arcs. Thunderlight danced at her fingertips, emitting soft \"crackle\" sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestial Master Thunder Techniques, capable of destroying all evil!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She planned to use the most direct and fierce method to blast a hole through this illusion formation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't rush it yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan, however, reached out and gently patted her shoulder. The dancing thunderlight obediently subsided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is just the outer kiln. Save your strength.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at everyone in the room, their expressions varied, and shouted solemnly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take out everything on your person that only existed after the Guangxu era! The newer, the better!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Shulan and Lu Yuan had completely different growth paths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a top-tier genius raised under the protection of the entire Wuqing Temple, Shen Shulan certainly never had to directly enter dangerous situations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if she did, fellow disciples would scout ahead for her, so she was accustomed to directly using Thunder Techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lu Yuan, aside from following his old master on jobs initially, later led his own teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Basically, once he stepped out the door, he was in a state of no support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So before meeting the true mastermind, it was best to use real Thunder Techniques sparingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the prerequisite was knowing the method to break through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But clearly, Lu Yuan knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Shulan moved first. She removed the white jade Daoist hairpin from her hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a gift from her master on her eighteenth birthday. The pinhead was inlaid with a small piece of Western diamond, refracting cold, brilliant rainbow colors under the oil lamp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such precise diamond-cutting craftsmanship was absolutely impossible during the Guangxu era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her, Tan Jiji blinked and fished out a shiny fountain pen from his tattered bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jet-black body, gold-plated clip, with a line of small characters engraved on the cap: \"Commercial Press - Year Five of the Republic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Erxiao and Wang Cheng'an exchanged a glance, then began frantically rummaging through their belongings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two didn't have any rare items on them. Finally, each pulled out a Hard Gate cigarette from their chest pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, neither smoked. These were cigarette cards made from Hard Gate cigarette boxes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, these two half-grown lads sometimes thought like children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When traveling north and south, if they saw discarded cigarette boxes by the roadside that they hadn't collected, they'd pick them up and stuff them in their pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd pick them up, remove the extra parts, fold the main body, then press it flat under a heavy box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After pressing for several days, when taken out, they became flat cigarette cards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hard Gate cigarette box featured gold-stamped English letters and a portrait of a woman in a qipao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan then took out the old brass pocket watch he often used.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the watch itself was nothing special. Mainly, inside the cover was a small photo of a Republic-era female movie star.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This came with the watch when purchased; it wasn't something Lu Yuan pasted in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman in the photo had fashionable permed wavy hair, wore a high-slit qipao, with a confident, bold smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the five of them gathered these items on the kang table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fountain pen, cigarette cards, pocket watch... and Shen Shulan's hairpin that shimmered with light not belonging to this era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a pile of \"foreign objects\" that absolutely could not have appeared in the twenty-third year of Guangxu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan, however, shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These are just 'inanimate objects.' Not impactful enough. We need 'living energy.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We need to make this ghost formation truly 'see' something it fundamentally cannot comprehend!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan's gaze fell on Shen Shulan, then shifted to Tan Jiji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Does each of your sects have... incantations or hand seals that don't belong to the former Qing dynasty's methods, or even ones newly created in recent years?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The newer the better, the 'stranger' the better!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Shulan frowned in thought. After a moment, her eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes! Three years ago, my grandmaster's uncle returned from travels in Nanyang. He integrated local witchcraft and gu techniques to create a 'Dispelling Miasma Golden Light Charm.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The hand seals are complex, the incantation sounds strange. The younger disciples in the temple all felt... it was somewhat incongruous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But it has miraculous effects against certain yin, murky, evil miasmas!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Jiji, meanwhile, scratched his head awkwardly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It seems... there is...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ours are all family-inherited methods...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Lu Yuan rolled his eyes and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unwilling to make progress, doomed to fail sooner or later!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Jiji: \"???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hey!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why the insult?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Lu Yuan looked toward Xu Erxiao and Wang Cheng'an beside him and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Erxiao, Cheng'an, you two haven't learned new incantations, so do the simplest thing—sing loudly!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sing the popular tunes you've heard recently in Fengtian City! The more vulgar the better, the more 'lowbrow' the better!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sing out that lively, worldly energy, that human vitality!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Erxiao and Wang Cheng'an were stunned. Xu Erxiao immediately puffed out his chest and declared loudly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll sing 'The Rooster Stands Tall'~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...No, I mean 'The Sister Is Charming'...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Xu Erxiao said this, Wang Cheng'an beside him grew anxious and hurriedly said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no! I only know that one too! You sing something else!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Erxiao quickly shook his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I only know this one too!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the two about to argue over a song, Lu Yuan pointed at Wang Cheng'an and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can sing the tune I usually hum later. This stuff doesn't matter; singing it wrong is fine too!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, Lu Yuan stood in the center of the room, feet apart, energy sinking to his dantian, facing the direction of the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly raised both hands. His left hand formed the Zi-Wu seal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right hand, however, went against convention, forming an extremely awkward \"Reverse Eight Trigrams Seal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a wild, unorthodox method his old master had randomly devised himself. Orthodox Daoist sects would curse at the sight of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the old master said, \"Sometimes, crooked tricks can break straight situations.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Lu Yuan began chanting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That incantation was not in any orthodox Daoist tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, it was a bizarre cadence mixed with a large amount of rustic dialect from beyond the Great Wall, and even scattered Russian and Japanese vocabulary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the \"Mixed Origin Charm for Repelling All Evil\" his old master had concocted himself while mingling in Harbin, dealing with people from all walks of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Incongruous, but full of momentum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qian and Kun lend me power!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan's voice suddenly rose sharply, exploding within this kiln-room that was \"heating up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The old forests beyond the Great Wall! The ice shards of the Volga! The short-legged ones from Japan!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Listen well to this master!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This illusion is false—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For this Daoist master, break!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he roared the last word \"break,\" Lu Yuan's right hand, forming the \"Reverse Eight Trigrams Seal,\" fiercely thrust forward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hurry!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Follow up!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan bellowed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Shulan had long been ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands formed seals, ten fingers flying, but her joints bent at bizarre, reverse angles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was precisely that \"incongruous\" Dispelling Miasma Golden Light Seal!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her vermilion lips parted slightly, but the incantation that emerged was earth-shattering, carrying a touch of the southern Lingnan's melodious and winding tone, utterly different from Daoism's solemnity:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Golden light shines brightly, dispelling all yin murk!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From Nanyang comes the method, crossing the seas to arrive!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sweeping away demonic miasma, restoring true color!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Save!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the incantation concluded, a layer of pale golden, strange talismanic script instantly shimmered around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those symbols twisted and danced madly, possessing both the gracefulness of Daoist cloud script and the mystery of Sanskrit seed syllables.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even mixed with the weirdness of Nanyang witchcraft symbols, bizarre and chaotic, a kaleidoscopic mess!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Xu Erxiao opened his mouth and roared out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singing precisely the bawdy tune most beloved by the prostitutes of Fengtian City!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That sister is so charming, wearing a high-slit~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With permed wavy hair, she'll steal your soul~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't mind those old Qing demon bastards, Western style is in vogue now~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh dear, my dear husband~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of Lu Yuan's eye twitched violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan: \"???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan suddenly turned his head, glaring at Xu Erxiao and shouting loudly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You visited the Milk Mansion?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now Lu Yuan was wondering what \"sister is charming\" meant...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, isn't this the bawdy tune from the brothels?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Erxiao's face turned pale with fright, shaking his head frantically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn't go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard Song Yan sing it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Continue!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Lu Yuan glared again at Wang Cheng'an beside him and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Cheng'an, startled, opened his mouth and howled out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister Yu carries her basket across the Hun River~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On the bluestone path, three twists of the waist with each step~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She says, husband, don't you laugh~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the rainy season, her embroidered shoes got soaked~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, aside from Lu Yuan and Wang Cheng'an, the other three people in the room, including Shen Shulan who was performing the technique, all froze in their movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Cheng'an continued, his voice growing even more strident:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh dear, that sweaty foot fermented for three months like sauce~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh dear, that foot-binding cloth rivals fermented soybeans~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Zhang San who carries loads on the dock~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just loves chasing the scent of Sister Yu's shoe soles~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They listened as Wang Cheng'an sang with increasing enthusiasm, even adding movements:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister Yu cursed, 'You damned scoundrel!'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beside the coal pile, she took off her shoes and aired them soles up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Passing officers covered their noses and ran!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She laughed with hands on hips, splitting her indanthrene blue robe~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, even the urgent scraping sounds of porcelain outside the door bizarrely paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire illusion formation seemed to have been silenced by this sky-piercing... aroma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn't over yet!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Cheng'an closed his eyes, a look of intoxication on his face as he continued to roar hoarsely:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Big brother, don't mind the strong smell~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Feet passed down from my ginseng-digging father beyond the Great Wall~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sweat marinated through the layered soles~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Raised a nest of seven or eight little ones~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he finished singing, the outside fell completely silent...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Jiji, who hadn't gotten a turn to act, stared blankly at Wang Cheng'an before him, then finally at Lu Yuan, his mind a complete blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orthodox Daoist sects beyond the Great Wall...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orthodox Daoist sects beyond the Great Wall, the orthodox Celestial Masters...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all vanquish demons and exorcise evil like this??\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Jiji didn't understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was greatly shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at this moment, Shen Shulan was also dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On her clear, cold, and peerlessly beautiful face, her expression was unprecedentedly complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Senior Brother...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually appearing so aloof, so proper...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In private... he hums tunes like these...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, the person who most wanted to die in the entire room was Lu Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What's the difference between this and publicly revealing all my web browsing history on Earth?!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is too damn socially mortifying!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Lu Yuan contemplated... maybe he should just die here today!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dying and transmigrating again would be better than this right now!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan thought that with this abstract song, this abstract tune he'd heard on Earth, Wang Cheng'an would at most remember one or two lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wang Cheng'an remembered this much???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Lu Yuan had underestimated the dog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Cheng'an didn't just remember this much; he remembered the whole thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Wang Cheng'an sang again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the riverbank shack, an oil lamp is lit~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sweaty feet warming the tattered cotton wadding~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister Yu hums a falling-tune melody~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stinky, steaming, lively human energy~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the song ended, dead silence reigned outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan's face was expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dispelling illusions!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's not shameful!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As this slick, frivolous, utterly vulgar, yet brimming with vivid life force... this improper tune echoed within the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pile of \"foreign objects\" on the kang table erupted completely!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Shulan's diamond hairpin, under the illumination of the Dispelling Miasma Golden Light, refracted increasingly dazzling, multicolored light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within that light, the phantom of a spinning gramophone record faintly flashed past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan's pocket watch \"snapped\" open. The photo of the Republic-era female movie star on the dial actually rippled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if coming to life, the blurry shadow of a tram in the photo background also became clearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Xu Erxiao and Wang Cheng'an's Hard Gate cigarette boxes, the gold-stamped qipao beauty's eyes seemed to shift, actually casting an alluring glance at the empty air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All these \"information,\" \"auras,\" \"imagery\" that didn't belong to the twenty-third year of Guangxu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a bursting dam, they violently crashed against this exquisite illusion formation constructed upon memories of the old era!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack, crack, crack...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's cracking!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this sound, Lu Yuan felt a surge of joy in his heart. It's about to break!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first to collapse was sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rhythmic, repeating coquettish laughter and porcelain collision sounds from the main room suddenly hit a snag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like an old record skipping, stretching one note infinitely, distorting, finally turning into a sharp, piercing noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next was vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead type on those old Guangxu-era newspapers on the wall melted like wax, flowing downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The original news headlines twisted into meaningless garbled code.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground beneath their feet, that kiln-fire heat suddenly became chaotic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes scorching like burning charcoal, sometimes cold as a deep well, madly switching between the textures of earth and porcelain glaze!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emitting a \"creak, creak\" strange sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cloyingly sweet \"Painting Skin Fragrance\" in the air was brutally torn apart, stirred up, and completely dispersed by the smell of Hard Gate tobacco, fountain pen ink, and...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sweaty foot aroma of Sister Yu from Wang Cheng'an's song!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire illusion formation finally couldn't hold on anymore!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Smash!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden door of the common room was smashed open from outside by a tremendous force!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"well\" character door-sealing talisman formed by ink lines shattered inch by inch, exploding into a cloud of black smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside was no longer a corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a distorted, wavering, bizarre and kaleidoscopic scene of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outline of the wilderness inn's courtyard could vaguely be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the horse trough had turned into a burning kiln mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light from the main room's windows no longer showed those women's shadows, but leaping kiln fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And those moving \"human figures,\" most could no longer maintain human form, becoming one by one staggering monsters pieced together from porcelain shards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emitting \"crackle, crackle\" shattering sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innkeeper Hu stood in the center of the courtyard, but he was already \"shapeless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half his body remained the gaunt innkeeper; the other half was a rough, unglazed porcelain figurine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the porcelain face, the facial features were misaligned. A crack split open where the mouth should be, emitting a strange sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With an indescribable resentment and fear, he stared fixedly at Lu Yuan and the other four.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mournful and piercing scream tore through the collapsing illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young Master Sun tumbled out of the main room, scrambling and crawling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had completely lost the composure of his earlier \"refined gentleman in a turbid world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His once moon-white silk robe was now filthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Viscous, paste-like black stains, like aged kiln dust mixed with rotten rouge, emitted a sickly sweet stench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the most horrifying was his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was staging a bizarre and unparalleled tug-of-war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The right side remained that breathtakingly peerless beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Porcelain-white like jade, brows and eyes like a painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that beauty was lifeless, like a doll in a shop window, perfect to the point of distortion, every curve so precise it was suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The left side, however, was rapidly collapsing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The delicate porcelain-white faded, revealing the deathly gray of inferior pottery clay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spiderweb-like cracks densely crawled all over, constantly deepening and expanding. Deep within the cracks, there was no flesh and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only dark red gelatinous matter slowly squirmed, like under-fired glaze paste mixed with congealed blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left eye, the white had completely porcelainized, the pupil shrunk into a wildly trembling black dot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The left corner of his mouth uncontrollably twisted, dripping transparent saliva carrying a sweet, bloody smell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the \"rouge honey\" maintaining the painted skin, now leaking and failing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands trembled as he covered his left face. Between his fingers, white porcelain powder fell in showers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the disintegrating \"porcelain-powder bone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the gaps, the hidden \"seam line\" behind his left ear cracked open, revealing the rough, grayish-white inner body underneath, with fragments constantly peeling off at the edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My face... my face!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young Master Sun's voice had completely changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No longer the gentle, clear sound of porcelain, but sharp, hoarse, mixed with the grating of porcelain shards and a strange, wind-leaking screech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his remaining right eye, the calmness and sense of superiority were gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only boundless terror, rage, and that deep-seated, extreme shame of having his disguise torn off remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly looked up, one perfect eye and one collapsing eye simultaneously fixed piercingly on Lu Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That venomous gaze almost made the air feel viscous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's you... it's you these... vulgar and uncouth country bumpkins!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ruined... ruined my...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish, he coughed violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't cough up phlegm, but a small clump of pink, sticky substance wrapped in porcelain fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thing fell to the ground, \"hissing\" as it actually corroded a small pit emitting green smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Innkeeper Hu's half-porcelain-figurine body emitted a \"creak, creak\" strange sound, frozen in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Young Master Sun with a venomous gaze, as if blaming him for losing control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young Master Sun staggered as he stood up straight, slowly loosening his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the fine porcelain cracks beginning to appear on the back of his own hand, then looked up at Lu Yuan and the other four.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When his gaze swept over Shen Shulan's clear, cold, and peerlessly beautiful face, his right eye instantly erupted with a distorted spark mixed with jealousy and greed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I spent seventy years... a full seventy years!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared hoarsely, his voice stirring up heavy echoes in the shattered illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Every day at the hour of Zi, drinking 'Painting Skin Dew.' At the hour of Chou, facing the 'Hundred Beauties Mirror' to refine my appearance. At the hour of Yin, using maiden's heart's blood to prepare the 'Rouge for Lips' to outline my lips...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was cautious and careful, treading on thin ice!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally... finally managed to make this 'Snow Skin Porcelain Bone' fit seventy percent with my Three Souls and Seven Corporeal Souls!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Only three more levels of refinement left, and I could have become a true 'Flawless Jade Porcelain Body'!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ageless, deathless, incorruptible, unfading!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more he spoke, the more agitated he became. His perfect right face twisted with anger, while his collapsing left face twitched even more violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark red gelatinous matter seeped from the cracks, like bloody tears, trickling down his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But you... you these worthless scum who popped up from who knows where!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Using those unspeakably vulgar, obscene tunes, those crude and shoddy foreign trinkets, you've defiled my 'Pure and Filthless Realm'!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Disrupted the hour! Ruined my cultivation!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly spread his arms wide, tilting his head back to let out an inhuman shriek!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, before Lu Yuan's eyes, a line of blood-red text clearly appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Type: Beauty Porcelain - Semi-Formed Evil]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Cultivation: Seventy Years]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Weaknesses: Thunder, Lightning, Fire, Water]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Danger Level: ★★]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A four-star small fry?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the thought arose, a sudden, abnormal change occurred!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system interface before Lu Yuan's eyes, as if infected by the most malicious computer virus, instantly crashed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind that lone line of text panel, hundreds, thousands of identical blood-red panels, like a gusher, frantically popped up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stacked layer upon layer, squeezing against each other, instantly filling Lu Yuan's entire field of vision. Countless blood-red characters flashed and refreshed frantically, shrieking!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Type: Resentment Porcelain - Broken Evil] [Cultivation: Thirty Years] [Danger Level: ★]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Type: Jealousy Porcelain - Shattered Evil] [Cultivation: Forty-Five Years] [Danger Level: ★]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Type: Hatred Porcelain - Cracked Evil] [Cultivation: Fifty Years] [Danger Level: ★☆]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Type: Obsession Porcelain - Sleeping Evil]...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Type: Sorrow Porcelain - Mute Evil]...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dense and endless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And these were only the ones that could pose a threat to a Celestial Master like Lu Yuan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those that couldn't pose a threat were even more numerous!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Porcelain evils covering the mountains and plains, emerging from the ground!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan: \"???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn't this number a bit excessive??\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are these all those who mistakenly entered this place over the years, eventually refined into Beauty Porcelain...?\u003C\u002Fp>",3987,"2026-06-06T14:45:54.833Z",1,"novelbin.me","f0172788eec2ea30c4d94d76b452ab4944e29381504b994ded94a35e749e262d","the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-117","the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-115",241,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-cover.jpg"]