Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 345 Men in Black (Third Shift)

Chapter 345: 345 Men in Black (Third Shift)

The Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise each represent the east, west, south, and north directions, respectively.

Now that the White Tiger has appeared in the world, instability plagues the west, and turmoil will inevitably arise within the Three Realms.

What does the turmoil of the Three Realms have to do with him?

He only wanted her to live one lifetime in peace and happiness, content with just that.

Mo Zhixuan turned his gaze toward the White Tiger. His eyes, cold as frost and sharp as a sword, "If you cannot restore her to normal, I will flay your skin and rip out your sinews! Burn your bones to ashes!"

"My lord, please rest assured," enduring the pain, the White Tiger straightened up like a human, raised its front paw, and bowed, "I will definitely restore the young lady to her normal state."

As he spoke, the White Tiger extended a paw and slowly placed it on Chu Jin’s wrist. The fluffy paw touching her fair wrist created a rather eye-pleasing image.

A red light spread along her wrist, and Chu Jin’s complexion slowly regained its color, the trace of blood on her lips vanished in an instant, her tightly furrowed brows also gradually relaxed, and her breathing became more steady.

Meanwhile, the White Tiger’s body shrank once again, becoming the size of a kitten, its life now fused with Chu Jin’s.

"My lord, the young lady will wake up after one ’shichen,’" the White Tiger slowly withdrew its paw and licked the wound on it with its tongue.

On Chu Jin’s originally smooth and fair wrist, a bright red plum blossom mark now stood out.

The red plum blossoms, blooming on her snow-white skin, made her complexion appear even whiter and the flowers even redder, creating an extremely beautiful scene—breathtakingly gorgeous!

Mo Zhixuan, holding Chu Jin in his arms, got up and walked past Dai Yu, who was lying on the ground, step by step towards the forest’s edge.

A plump little white cat followed behind them.

Crossing the Iron Chain Bridge, Mo Zhixuan paused, his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, a cold light flashing in their depths.

Bang!

White smoke rose from behind.

The chains linking the two mountains had just snapped.

The White Tiger’s heart jumped with shock, secretly grateful for its decision, quickly hastening its pace to follow Mo Zhixuan.

Arriving at the courtyard, Elder Xu Kong noticed Mo Zhixuan carrying Chu Jin, his expression slightly changed, and hurried forward to greet them, "Nine Ye, what happened to you? Is Miss Chu all right?"

"Thanks to your disciple, she is temporarily unharmed," his deep voice carried no trace of emotion, yet inexplicably made it difficult for one to look directly into his eyes.

Was Dai Yu involved?

Elder Xu Kong’s brows throbbed twice, "Nine Ye, although my disciple has been somewhat naughty, her nature is still very good. There must be some misunderstanding here..."

Mo Zhixuan’s phoenix eyes narrowed, "In light of the fact that you once saved Jin, let’s consider this matter settled. But if there is a next time, I will level Spirit Mist Mountain to the ground!"

Elder Xu Kong had known Mo Zhixuan for a long time.

He was also aware of his massacre.

So, at this moment, he knew Mo Zhixuan was not joking—this man was truly angered!

But Dai Yu was also of vital importance to him, Elder Xu Kong, composed himself and continued, "Nine Ye, you too are a man of your word. Do you mean to break your promise now?"

He had made a promise in the past, after all—a gentleman’s word.

Mo Zhixuan’s thin lips lifted in a hint of mockery, "When your precious disciple returns safe and sound, then we can speak of this matter. Rest assured, I am known for keeping my promises!"

The Iron Chain Bridge was destroyed, and Dai Yu was poisoned by her mist. A safe return would be difficult for her.

If it weren’t for the fact that this master-disciple pair had saved Chu Jin before, he would have thrown Dai Yu off the cliff already!

"What did you do to my Yu’er?" Elder Xu Kong’s eyes narrowed, looking at Mo Zhixuan.

After speaking, Elder Xu Kong realized his words were inappropriate. This lord was not someone to be trifled with!

If he truly leveled Spirit Mist Mountain to the ground, Elder Xu Kong would have nowhere to plead his case.

After all, this lord was already beyond the confines of the Three Realms.

He hastily averted his gaze and hurried towards the door.

Right now, finding Dai Yu was crucial.

Mo Zhixuan cradled Chu Jin as he walked toward the house, passing through layers of light gauze and placing her on the Cold Jade Bed. He slowly pressed his palm against her forehead and let out a light sigh.

The little white cat obediently crouched at his feet.

Nobody could have imagined that this docile and adorable little cat was in fact the ancient Divine Beast, White Tiger, in disguise!

Unbeknownst to him, right after Mo Zhixuan left, a person shrouded in a black robe slowly emerged from the mountain forest.

With an elongated figure, the person was draped in a black cloak, with a wide-brimmed hat resting on their head, casting a shadow that concealed most of their features, leaving only the lines of their lean jaw and firmly closed lips visible, wrapped in an aura of frost that was almost chilling to the bone.

Although their face was not clear, they still invoked fear in anyone who caught sight of them, like the Grim Reaper arriving at Dai Yu’s side.

A scent of death emanated from the figure, mysterious and unfathomable.

No one knew what kind of eyes were hidden beneath the hat brim.

The figure in black slowly lifted their hand, and countless pale blue ghostly lights radiated from their palm, infusing into Dai Yu’s body. The luminous glow penetrated her skin and bones, following the paths of her meridians and spreading to every corner of her body.

Dai Yu’s brows furrowed, and then her eyes slowly opened. The first thing she saw was a pair of black boots, and as she looked upward...

Dai Yu jolted awake, retracted her gaze, and dared not continue looking. Enduring the tidal wave of pain in her body, she immediately scrambled up from the ground and knelt at the feet of the figure in black, "Thank you for saving me, Lord Ghost!"

"Who allowed you to touch her?" the figure in black half-knelt, reaching out to grasp Dai Yu’s chin, their voice icy cold, as if coming from the depths of hell, brimming with murderous intent.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking.

At the same time, Dai Yu’s features twisted instantly, her face filled with a grimace of agony. In that moment, there was no trace of her usual innocent beauty, rather she resembled a dying ant struggling for life.

This man was too dangerous, too terrifying.

A dangerous sense of pressure enveloped the air around.

It silenced any desire to breathe too loudly.

He was like a Grim Reaper in charge of fate, able to take away lives at any moment.

"Ghost, L-Lord Ghost spare my life..." The feeling of approaching death was too terrifying, Dai Yu’s complexion turned deathly pale as she forced out a few words through gritted teeth.

The man in black shifted his hand from Dai Yu’s chin to her neck, Dai Yu had almost no strength to resist, terror filled her beautiful eyes.

Dai Yu’s feet were slowly lifting off the ground.

The hand gripping her neck seemed to exert little effort, easily lifting her up from the ground, as the aura of death enveloped her entire being.

The man in black stood there, shrouded in frost; from Dai Yu’s angle, she could only see his lean jaw, which held a certain cold and ruthless determination.

"Who gave you permission to touch her?" The man’s grip tightened gradually.

They were an exceptionally clean pair of hands, well-proportioned with clear knuckles, perfect as if they belonged to an artist, and under the contrast of the black clothes, they seemed unusually pale yet strong, not at all delicate.

Dai Yu’s complexion turned from white to red, her brows furrowed, she struggled to breathe and her feet kicked in the air, as if she might die at any moment.

"Lord Ghost... I won’t dare again... Please, spare my life..." Dai Yu’s face twisted in pain, her throat emitting raspy noises due to a severe lack of oxygen.

She was truly scared.

This feeling was more terrifying than death by tenfold.

"Today I shall spare your life!" A slight arc curled up at the corners of the lips exposed beneath the hat brim, he coldly loosened his grip, "If there is a next time, and you harm her even in the slightest, I will condemn you to eternal damnation!"

Thud!

Dai Yu was harshly thrown to the ground, coughing violently as she clutched her neck, greedily inhaling fresh air.

"Thank you for your mercy, Lord Ghost!" Dai Yu bowed low at the feet of the man in black, her posture as low as dust.

The man in black stood above her, "Don’t attempt any tricks before me, stay by Mo Zhixuan’s side and find a way to gain his trust. Don’t make today’s foolish mistake again. If anything happens to her, you alone will be held accountable!"

The ancient voice, filled with authority and as if coming from the depths of hell, made one’s skin crawl with fear.

A shiver ran through Dai Yu, "Rest assured, Lord Ghost, I won’t dare again. I will do everything in my power to safeguard Miss Chu Jin."

Though she said this, her heart was already twisted to the extreme.

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