Chapter 118: Bai Xian'er

Although Bái Jīngmò never came to argue with me about what happened to the old lady Bai, but how the old lady Bai was finally taken down, he couldn't possibly not know.

This is why I dare to come to your door today to discuss terms.

That monster with spikes on its back, even if it keeps hiding, as long as I use the Soul-guiding Lamp to summon Black and White Impermanence, Black and White Impermanence will surely be able to find it and lock its soul, right?

Of course, right now I don't dare to lightly overdraw the merit in the Soul-guiding Lamp; I'm just putting on an act.

As the saying goes, in war there is no dislike of deceit; if this method can achieve my goal, then I dare to give it a try.

Sure enough, as soon as I said that, Bái Jīngmò's expression changed instantly.

He narrowed his eyes, staring at me without blinking, his gaze growing colder, as if filled with an intense, unrelievable sorrow and resentment.

"Xiao Jiu, why do you always push me like this?" Bái Jīngmò stepped closer step by step, "These years, do you know how much I've sacrificed for you?!"

His gaze was too terrifying; his words were spoken through gritted teeth, carrying an inexplicable harshness of settling scores after autumn.

Simply inexplicable.

"Since she discovered my feelings for you, she's grasped my weak point; as soon as I show any sign of resistance, she tells me, 'Jingmo ah, the young lady is too delicate to withstand even the slightest setback.'"

"Jingmo ah, if you're not strong enough, how could you bear such a fate and protect her completely?"

"Jingmo ah, why are you in a hurry? She hasn't even turned eighteen yet; have you seen that sedan parked in our main hall? Grandmother guarantees that when the time comes, she will certainly appear in our sedan."

"Jingmo ah, you are destined to be her husband."

Saying this, Bái Jīngmò grabbed my shoulder with one hand, his whole body becoming somewhat frenzied: "But what have I been waiting for? Xiao Jiu, tell me what I've been waiting for!"

"I've been waiting for an empty sedan!"

"I've been waiting for news of you and another man falling in love!"

"Xiao Jiu, how can you be so heartless! How can you trample all my efforts for you!"

"You are mine! You ought to be mine!"

Bái Jīngmò, acting like he'd gone mad, gripped my shoulder and leaned in to kiss me.

This is a turn in the negotiations I could never have imagined.

Before coming, I had run through many scenarios; I had imagined he might become angry and lash out at me, but now, what is he doing?

What does he want to do now!

I suddenly lifted my knee, mustering all my strength to thrust upward; Bái Jīngmò's entire focus was on my face, so he had no time to react to my small movement.

But strangely, at the moment my knee struck, a fragrant breeze rose from the ground, a strong force slammed into my knee, and then my whole body was flung upward.

That force came too suddenly, not like an ambush from outside, but rather… as if it were hidden within Bái Jīngmò's body.

My feet staggered; I retreated several steps before barely stabilizing my stance.

Meanwhile, Bái Jīngmò kept his hands gripping my shoulders, his eyes showing a moment of blankness.

But soon his gaze changed, becoming… alluring and ruthless.

That kind of gaze is nothing like Bái Jīngmò's.

More precisely, that's not an eye a man would have; it's too alluring.

In the instant our eyes met, a thought flashed through my mind—could it be Bai Xian'er!

Bai Xian'er has possessed Bái Jīngmò's body!

I immediately became alert.

The moment I sensed a hint of killing intent in Bái Jīngmò's eyes, I had already summoned Feng Wu, firmly gripping it in my hand.

I drew the bow fully, aiming at Bái Jīngmò.

With a whoosh, the flame shot out smoothly.

But strangely, Bái Jīngmò did not dodge.

He just stood there, watching the flame enter his chest.

The next moment, a black mist rose from his chest; Feng Wu's flame entered his chest, but it was like a lit match dropped into water—vanishing without a trace.

This strange feeling instantly reminded me of the incident before the Qilin Temple!

How could this be?

How could Bái Jīngmò possess the power of that black-winged creature from the Qilin Temple?

That is, so far, the only power I've found that can directly consume Feng Wu's flame, and he is my nemesis!

And now, he has actually colluded with Bái Jīngmò.

I suddenly recalled what Dou Jinsuo said on the mountain earlier: a woman sent a suitable girl to the Bai family to replace me, sealing me in a human-skin red coffin.

Now it seems that woman must be Feng Lishu!

Feng Lishu and the black-winged creature are in league together.

When did she join forces with Bái Jīngmò?!

No wonder—Dou Jinsuo said that woman kept me for another purpose, and everything fits.

Too many sudden developments; today's negotiation looks impossible to continue smoothly.

I retreated two steps toward the door, Feng Wu still aimed at Bái Jīngmò.

When I came, I chose to wait for Bái Jīngmò in the front hall rather than the inner courtyard, so I could withdraw at any moment if talks broke down.

Li Qingying had already lain in ambush outside, ready to receive me at any time.

But just as I retreated two steps, I felt a shadow cast behind me at the gate; I turned my head and saw my hand gripping Feng Wu tremble violently.

On the lintel of the Bai family clinic, a person is currently hanging upside down.

A creature that looks about ten or more years old, its back covered in flesh spikes, pale white, its limbs clutching the gate lintel, turning its face sideways to gaze at me gloomily.

Its eyes are bright red, the color so gaudy it instead inspires fear.

When it looked at me, it suddenly opened its mouth, and a blood-red tongue half a meter long shot out; if it weren't for the distance between us, I felt it would try to swallow me in one bite.

Is it really this monster that kills people, flays them, pierces their bodies with flesh spikes, and has caused so many deaths?

"Isn't it just brazenly wanting to judge it?"

A voice, both alluring and charming, suddenly rang out; I instantly came to my senses and looked toward Bái Jīngmò.

But aside from Bái Jīngmò, I saw nothing.

In the next moment, Bái Jīngmò's mouth began to move, and a woman's voice came from his mouth: "Heh, I have lived for nearly a thousand years; what thing on Wufu Town could escape my divine sight? A Soul-guiding Lamp once shattered can be used only once at most—it's absolutely impossible to use it again a second time in a short period."

A slender, snow-white jade hand appeared out of thin air beside Bái Jīngmò's face, the back of the hand lightly rubbing his cheek: "You say, how are you so easily deceived? But why is it that you only let her deceive you, yet you guard against me at every turn?"

"Am I not good enough for you?"

I was practically driven to schizophrenia by the utterly disjointed scene before my eyes.

A woman's hand was caressing Bái Jīngmò's cheek, while Bái Jīngmò's mouth was speaking words to himself, yet the voice that came out was a woman's.

Without a doubt, Bái Jīngmò has now completely become the woman's puppet.

And the woman controlling Bái Jīngmò is the Bai Family's long‑worshipped Bái Xiānér……