Chapter 909: Side Story 4: 146

Xiao Jiu did not struggle.

She personally fulfilled the Xuètóng Hānsī's dream, then personally destroyed that dream, and in its furious rage the Xuètóng Hānsī wished to tear her body into ten thousand pieces right away.

But only in this situation would it temporarily lose its reason and reveal a flaw.

Xiao Jiu must seize this opportunity and face the Xuètóng Hānsī head-on.

The cracks around her kept widening, the ground beneath Xiao Jiu's feet sank deeper and deeper, and when it had sunk more than a meter deep, a large amount of blood mist suddenly began to spread throughout the surroundings.

Soon Xiao Jiu discovered that the space above her head was completely sealed off by blood mist, blocking the sky from view, while the soil beneath her feet gradually became damp and sticky.

Xiao Jiu slightly moved her forefoot and realized the liquid she was stepping on……was all blood!

Not only underfoot, but throughout the entire space around her, blood was everywhere.

The reason Xiao Jiu could still stand here unharmed is because of the Mòyù Bānzhǐ.

The Mòyù Bānzhǐ can resist the blood mist's corrosion of Xiao Jiu; otherwise, each breath she took right now would be mixed with blood foam.

The whole space felt oppressive and reeked of blood to a terrifying degree; anyone with slightly weaker mental fortitude would go mad in this environment.

Yet that woman has been in such an environment, struggling desperately for who knows how many years!

Xiao Jiu does not fear this environment; she has endured worse conditions, and if she were to release Nirvana fire now, she might very well be able to burn away most of this blood mist.

But she cannot do that.

This might be her only chance to approach that woman and uncover the truth.

Xiao Jiu did not know how many meters she had fallen in total; when her body stopped descending, she instinctively looked around.

Before she could even confirm whether this was the white bone blood pool imprisoning the woman, Xiao Jiu heard a soft rustling sound.

Immediately afterward, through the blood mist she saw countless white bones gathering and piling up everywhere around her, even in the soil beneath her feet.

The blood that had seeped into the soil and the blood mist floating in the air gradually condensed in the space formed by the stacked white bones, turning into countless tiny streams of blood that flowed onto the white bones below, accumulating more and more without cease……

This scene immediately reminded Xiao Jiu of the blood pool.

That blood pool had exactly this layout.

All around was dirt, while she was submerged in a blood pool formed from piled-up white bones…… Xiao Jiu's situation was like a complete reenactment of what the other woman had endured when she met her demise.

The woman betrayed the Xuètóng Hānsī and became a discarded pawn.

A better replacement had already arrived, so the Xuètóng Hānsī hesitated not at all in preparing to swap her out.

The replacement that the Xuètóng Hānsī would risk everything to obtain is Xiao Jiu herself!

Xiao Jiu gazed at the ever-increasing blood water beneath her feet and thought that the woman could not be far away.

After all, the Xuètóng Hānsī dwells parasitically inside the woman's body, and it wishes to transfer from her to Xiao Jiu—a process fraught with danger.

The closer the distance, the less loss it suffers, and the higher the chance of success.

Xiao Jiu stopped looking at the changes around her, closed her eyes, and strove to sense every trace of life in the surroundings.

Since the woman and she had previously been able to establish a connection, it should still be possible now, at least to some extent.

Not long after, Xiao Jiu successfully sensed it.

As expected, the woman was located less than twenty meters ahead to her left front.

They were practically neighbors, occupying adjacent spots.

Viscous blood rose from beneath Xiao Jiu's feet all the way up; when it touched her skin, she instantly felt a burning pain in that area.

At this moment, she empathized deeply with the woman's ordeal.

When these viscous blood droplets accumulated and filled the entire white bone blood pool, the woman soaked inside experienced her skin first burning, then the pain of flesh and bone separating, and finally she was completely controlled, becoming a puppet parasitically inhabited.

And Xiao Jiu is currently undergoing this very process.

When her whole body is submerged in the blood water, her skin burned by the blood, her flesh and bones splitting apart, and she endures constant agony, the Xuètóng Hānsī will appear.

It will empty out everything inside Xiao Jiu's chest, and then……take up residence within her.

This process is long and painful; Xiao Jiu pondered whether it was worth waiting for.

Is the torment endured during the wait worth it?

Is there another way to avoid this suffering?

After thinking it over, Xiao Jiu realized that waiting……seemed not worth the loss.

Since the woman's position has been confirmed, let's give it our all.

She is no soft persimmon.

Thinking this, Xiao Jiu raised her hand and flicked a finger; several clumps of Nirvana fire landed on the white bone heap, the flames of the Nirvana fire leapt, but at first they failed to ignite.

Xiao Jiu furrowed her brows tightly, then bit open the just-healed wound on her finger, fresh blood welled out, and she flicked her finger again toward the Nirvana fire.

The fresh blood sprayed outward with her motion, landing on the Nirvana fire or the white bones; the tongues of flame instantly shot up high, licking along the blood-stained white bones.

The next moment, Xiao Jiu saw souls flickering above the white bones that were being burned.

Behind each white bone here hides a soul; to destroy the white bone blood pool, one must first force these souls out, then take them all down in one fell swoop.

As expected, destroying the white bone blood pool was not nearly as difficult as Xiao Jiu had anticipated.

Nirvana fire quickly devoured a soul.

The white bone corresponding to that soul shattered with a sound, completely turning into a heap of nutrients that vanished from this world.

Once the pool had a shortfall, Xiao Jiu's supply began to show initial effectiveness.

Next came the second, third……

As the number of shattered white bones grew ever greater, the white bone blood pool also became perilously unstable.

The next moment, Xiao Jiu formed a sword-fingers gesture, drew a sigil in the air, and slammed her palm fiercely toward the left-front position.

With a crisp "clatter," the entire white bone blood pool collapsed instantly.

Xiao Jiu had no time to worry about anything else, for she had already seen the white bone blood pool ahead to her left front, and the woman's head floating atop it.

Xiao Jiu recognized it at a glance—it was her!

Just then, a familiar rustling sound came from beneath the ground, the sound of the white bones hidden in the soil gathering toward the woman's White Bone Blood Pool.

Xiao Jiu strode toward that White Bone Blood Pool.

Before she could approach the White Bone Blood Pool, the woman inside, who had been keeping her head lowered, slowly lifted her face.

In that moment of lifting her face, Xiao Jiu was startled.

The woman's eyes flickered with a bloodthirsty light, the corners of her mouth slightly curled as she looked at Xiao Jiu with a half-smile, as if seeing the prey she had painstakingly ambushed walk right into her trap, and she was in high spirits.

Xiao Jiu knew this was not the woman's true self, but merely a puppet whose body was controlled by the Xuètóng Hānsī……