Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 489 (second update)

Chapter 489: 489 (second update)

All three realms wanted to struggle for supremacy.

Yet, they all lacked an opportunity.

No one wanted to become a trapped beast, no one wanted to bow down and submit.

Therefore, once these words were spoken, the crowd below burst into discussion immediately.

"We must take advantage of this opportunity to find the reincarnation of the Empress and bring her back to the Ancient Martial Arts World before anyone beats us to it. The Ancient Martial Arts World must not perish on our watch."

A conflict was inevitable!

The Underworld felt the same.

All three realms were eyeing that position, all scrambling for the reincarnation of the Empress.

**

The moment Mo Zhixuan covered her, Chu Jin was stunned.

As she looked at Mo Zhixuan, she pushed against his shoulders and said somewhat helplessly, "What are you thinking, joking around at a time like this?"

"Do you think I’m joking?" Mo Zhixuan looked at her earnestly, "Hmm?" his tone rising slightly at the end.

His body was very cold, chilling to the bone. His thick, long lashes were covered with a layer of frost, white and seemingly about to fall off.

"Can you get up first and talk properly?" Chu Jin suddenly found it hard to meet his eyes.

But Mr. Mo leisurely watched her, his voice low, "Look at me."

Chu Jin pursed her lips, remaining silent.

Mo Zhixuan pinched her ear gently, "Becoming brave, aren’t we? Who let you come here? Do you know how dangerous your situation is right now?"

"I don’t know, how dangerous is it?" Chu Jin looked at him, retorting.

"Because I might at any moment..." At this point, he suddenly leaned closer, his thin lips near Chu Jin’s ear, slowly whispering three words.

"Uncle Mo, can you please be serious?" Chu Jin pushed Mo Zhixuan away and sat up on the bed, earnestly looking up at him, "I came here to help you."

This was already the umpteenth nickname after ’Daddy Mo’, which Mo Zhixuan was immune to by now.

"I am serious," Mo Zhixuan walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Chu Jin, "Hurry back. Rest assured, your husband won’t let you become a widow."

In fact, Mo Zhixuan really wasn’t joking.

On the night of extreme Yin, it was truly very dangerous. Inside his body lurked a severe Ancient Cold Poison, a poison from Ancient Times, which had now spread throughout his every vein, fused with his very blood and bones. The so-called curse was also due to this cold poison.

Previously, Zhang Linzi said that only a woman with the utmost Yin could contain the curse within his body, but it was just an attempt to fight poison with poison, transferring the cold poison into the body of the woman through some special methods.

A woman of utmost Yin, if lucky, could possibly melt away the cold poison.

Another solution was a person with the true Bloodline of Fire Bathing. Those of the Bloodline of Fire, associated with fire, could raise temperatures and melt ice.

In those days, Zheng Chuyi was the only one in the Superpower World with the Bloodline of Fire Bathing, so naturally, she became Mo Zhixuan’s fiancée.

Indeed, whether it was the woman of utmost Yin or the person with the Bloodline of Fire Bathing, neither could easily resolve the Ancient Cold Poison. There were great risks involved, and any slight misstep could lead to death.

This was also the real reason why Mo Zhixuan kept the truth from Chu Jin.

As a man, he could not gamble with her life.

However, if he could just get through tonight safely, he could in future live like a normal person and feel the warmth of the sun.

Furthermore, he could, in due course, be crowned king.

"I won’t go," Chu Jin took the cup of water, looking at him seriously, "Since I’m here, I never planned to leave."

Mo Zhixuan sighed softly, "Be good, don’t make me worry." His voice carried a bit of helplessness. What could he do when faced with such an obstinate person whom he could neither scold nor beat; he could only plead with good words.

At midnight, he would lose control and enter the most difficult moment of his life. At that time, Chu Jin, to him, would be like a natural furnace...

No matter what, he could not risk transferring the cold poison to her.

"Trust me, I’ll be fine, please go back, okay?"

"I came here to help you, trust me, I can definitely resolve the poison inside you." Chu Jin looked up at him, her eyes filled with tiny, enticing stars of light. For a second, Mo Zhixuan was stunned.

"Do you know what you’re saying?" Mo Zhixuan regained his senses, his tone steady.

"I do." Chu Jin watched him unwaveringly, her eyes filled with resolute determination, "I am willing to do this, and I also trust myself. Mo Zhixuan, please trust me, okay? Or do you not really consider me your fiancée? For such a big matter, you would rather inform Zheng Chuyi and not tell me?"

Chu Jin was still a bit upset about this matter.

Mo Zhixuan sighed, a deep darkness filling his phoenix eyes. After a moment, he let out a helpless smile, "Are you jealous?"

"No," Chu Jin’s expression remained normal.

"Jin," Mo Zhixuan reached out to cradle her face, locking his gaze with hers, "Listen to me, things are not as simple as you think. Trust me, go back home. Don’t get involved in this mess, I can take care of myself."

Chu Jin looked at him, blinked lightly, and said nothing.

From her expressive eyes, Mo Zhixuan already saw the answer.

"Do you know what the night of extreme Yin means?"

"I do, Mo Zhixuan, don’t reject me, or you’ll lose me forever."

Her voice was somewhat cold, devoid of any joking tone.

Mo Zhixuan’s expression also turned cold in an instant.

Having lived again, Chu Jin never thought she would love someone so wholeheartedly.

The appearance of Mo Zhixuan disrupted her entire plan, making her life more than just about revenge.

"Since you’ve entered my life, don’t talk of giving up so easily. Trust me, and trust yourself." Chu Jin then spoke, her voice gentle yet each word struck deep into the heart.

Mo Zhixuan closed his eyes briefly, then enveloped her in his arms, "Alright, I trust you."

Chu Jin pulled Mo Zhixuan deeper inside. The two of them, one at 1.65 meters and the other nearing 1.9 meters in height, formed the most adorable height difference with Chu Jin walking ahead and Mo Zhixuan following behind.

"Sit here, and I’ll first unblock the meridians in your body," Chu Jin brought Mo Zhixuan to the round platform surrounded by the flowers of the other shore, the core of the Yin and Yang Bagua Array.

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhixuan crossed his legs and sat down while Chu Jin positioned herself behind him, her hands gathering spiritual power, channeling it into his body to concentrate the cold poison in one place.

Both were enveloped in the red hue of the flowers of the other shore, a fiery red expanse, making the handsome man and beautiful woman in this setting a feast for the eyes.

It wasn’t of this world.

Soon, a pale red barrier enveloped them, as if completely isolating them from the world.

Time ticked away by the minute, by the second.

Beneath the surface, the two remained cross-legged at the core of the array, seemingly unchanged. Yet, upon closer inspection, one would notice Mo Zhixuan’s complexion, now as white as paper, his forehead beading with sweat layer upon layer, as he fought against the cold poison within his body, enduring a pain unimaginable to others.

Above ground, everyone was ready, silently waiting for the onslaught of a hundred ghosts.

By now, the sky had turned completely dark, like a piece of black cloth, with strong winds howling and mournful wails incessant.

Ding-ling-ling—

Suddenly, a crisp sound of bells rang from a distance.

Getting closer and closer.

Then, there was the roaring of a great army, as if many people were running on the ground all at once, shaking the earth.

Qin Qingchen stood within the Qian Kun Formation, her ears twitching. She suddenly opened her eyes, "They’re here, finally here. Everyone, be careful, defend the gate of life ruthlessly! Do not let a single ghost or specter through."

The same was happening in several other directions!

Everyone was on heightened alert, bracing themselves.

Whoosh—

In almost an instant, ghosts and wandering spirits from all over surged toward them, clawing and gnashing their teeth, emitting a frightful noise that made one’s scalp tingle.

Although it was called a night parade of a hundred ghosts, this sight was anything but simple. The magnitude of the assault could be described as thousands upon thousands.

Most of these were the spirits of evildoers unable to reincarnate, forever wandering the mortal realm, filled with intense resentment, and now they were bolstered by the ghost qi of the extreme yin night.

They came on fiercely.

Qin Qingchen, wielding her whisk, activated an incantation, scattering the incoming lesser ghosts’ souls, but even so, countless more charged and roared toward them.

Besides ghosts, there were evil cultivators.

"Charge, everyone! If we can break through the life gate of this formation, we can get in. Then, seize the Immortal Heart, divide it, and ascend to higher realms together," someone shouted.

This call inspired their spirits, and both the ghosts and evil cultivators spared no effort, desperately pressing inward.

They were all seeing red.

Ascension, ascension to higher realms.

At this moment, that was the only thought in their minds. Usually unable to see the light of day, they wouldn’t miss such a golden opportunity.

As more ghosts and evil cultivators amassed, Qin Qingchen’s complexion turned paler and paler. If this continued, she wouldn’t last much longer.

"Master Qin, what should we do? We can’t hold on much longer!"

"Just hold on a little longer, everyone keep holding on. We must believe that evil will never overcome good! We must defend the life gate!" At that moment, Qin Qingchen focused solely on defending the life gate, not wanting to disappoint the Empress.

Yes, she firmly believed that Chu Jin was the Empress.

"Alright! For Brother Jiu, brothers, we must hold our ground to the end!"

The situation on Tong Zhi’s side was also dire. Armed with the suzaku fan, she carved out a path of blood one after another! Her face was devoid of color, yet despite this, she persisted, and Duanmu Zhe, fighting at her side, was relentless, slaying one ghost after another.

But it seemed as if these beings were endless, with one after another coming forth.

"By my blood, I summon the Vermilion Bird!" Tong Zhi bit her fingertip and traced a blood symbol in the air. She wasn’t the Empress; she couldn’t summon the Vermilion Bird by her mere presence.

Boom—

A red light flashed in the sky as a giant, fiery red bird emerged from the darkness, spewing hot fireballs. Wherever it went, the flames consumed everything in its path.

The smaller ghosts burned by the fire immediately "Scattered Like Ashes."

Zhou Xunian guarded the main gate where the strongest righteous energy traditionally resided. With door deities providing protection, not many ghosts dared to boldly rush through the main gate. Hence, compared to other areas, he had it relatively easy.

All he needed to do was protect the Septagram Array.

Madame Mo and Xiao Bai were also entangled with the ghosts at this moment.

Xiao Bai had transformed into a fierce tiger, its roar echoing. Gradually, the lesser ghosts no longer dared act so rashly, and their numbers began to dwindle. It seemed the situation was slowly improving.

Just then, the bell that had disappeared rang out again.

It was like the bell of doom.

The number of ghosts, which had been decreasing, suddenly surged in numbers once more.

"Hahaha—" A bizarre laughter suddenly echoed, overpowering the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves.

Upon hearing this, everyone instinctively looked up.

That glance revealed something alarming; the people who were originally defending their respective positions had suddenly appeared together in one place.

It was as if an invisible hand was pushing them.

Everyone was startled—

By then, it was too late. Countless lonely spirits and wandering ghosts flooded towards the Mo family mansion.

"Tonight, I shall slaughter the entire Mo family. Not a single soul from this place shall escape!"