The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 359: Your Husband is Truly Pitiful

Chapter 359: Your Husband is Truly Pitiful

Young Master Zhao’s face changed drastically.

As the fierce wind swept in, stirring up the Ghost Fire, how could he possibly stop it? His heart sank heavily, resigned to closing his eyes in acceptance.

But unexpectedly, a burst of golden light exploded before him, accompanied by an angrily booming voice, "Finally found you!"

A graceful figure suddenly appeared. As the fierce wind struck, her clothes and hair fluttered elegantly, outlining a beautiful arc.

Young Master Zhao also heard her angrily scold and saw her throw a talisman, forming a barrier that blocked the oncoming fierce wind.

Not only that, with her other hand, she summoned a second talisman and instantly extinguished the raging Ghost Fire. All these actions were completed in an instant.

"It’s... It’s the Ninth Princess!" Changying exclaimed in shock.

Instinctively, she wanted to grab her two disciples and slip away!

Nanli tilted her head slightly, her eyes sharp and fierce. She slapped a talisman on the ground with a bang, and golden light spread out, quickly enveloping the entire Mount Buqing.

Changying was stunned to see that with just one talisman, Nanli had created a talisman formation that rendered the entire Mount Buqing unable to use talismans!

This was disastrous. How could they escape now?

Nanli straightened up, staring at the four of them. Her gaze was sharp, almost as if she could kill. Changying managed to keep her composure, but the three disciples were trembling uncontrollably, lacking even the courage to meet Nanli’s eyes.

Yushao was the quickest to shift blame, stammering, "It... It’s not our fault. It’s Young Master Zhao! He used poison to force us!"

Changying looked at Yushao with approval. Her usually lazy disciple unexpectedly proved useful at this critical moment.

Nanli had already walked up to the coffin. Seeing that Chu Yang had stopped breathing, his soul gone, and still wearing the red string connected to Zhao Lingfu’s wrist.

Unable to contain her anger, she grabbed Young Master Zhao by his collar, angrily demanding, "My fourth brother risked his life to save your sister, and this is how you repay him?!"

Although the Ghost Fire on Young Master Zhao’s body had been extinguished, his spirit was severely wounded. He struggled to lift his eyes to look at Nanli, his voice choked with remorse, "Ninth Princess, I... I’m sorry..."

Changying reminded from behind, "Ninth Princess, they don’t have much time left on their journey. If you go now, there’s a good chance you can retrieve Fourth Young Master’s soul. If his soul returns within an hour, Fourth Young Master will be fine!"

Young Master Zhao’s eyes had already dimmed.

This was a matter of life and death. How could he face Nanli to beg for help?

Nanli had already formed seals with both hands, summoning a talisman that instantly opened the Gates of the Underworld with a swish.

Yin and ghostly energy pervaded the mountains.

Changying widened her eyes.

Her meager skills made it difficult for her to open even a crack in the Gates of the Underworld, yet Nanli had just opened the Gates!

What were the Gates of the Underworld?

They were the gates to the underworld realm, not fixed in position and could be summoned anytime and anywhere by those capable.

The three looked at Changying. Yushao couldn’t resist making a cheeky comment again, "Master, even if you cultivate for another few decades, you won’t be as good as the Ninth Princess."

Changying gritted her teeth, "I do have some self-awareness!"

Otherwise, why would she have wanted to slip away first?

Because the Gates of the Underworld were open, with the Yama’s messengers guarding.

When they saw Nanli, they were taken aback, then excitedly bowed, mimicking the Yama’s address, "Honorable Ancestor, you’ve finally come again!"

Nanli’s face was cold. She pointed at Chu Yang inside the coffin. "My fourth brother’s life was cut short and sent into the underworld. Now he’s supposed to be on the Yellow Springs Road. Can you gather manpower to find him?"

The Yellow Springs Road was vast, gathering countless souls, far beyond what she alone could find.

The Yama’s messengers stretched their necks to take a look, muttering to themselves:

"Ancestor’s Fourth Brother? Handsome indeed, but doesn’t quite resemble Ancestor."

"Mind your own business! Hurry and report to the Yama to mobilize manpower!"

The two messengers immediately agreed and vanished into thin air.

Once again, the master and disciples were dumbfounded. This had already exceeded their acceptance.

Was Nanli really an ordinary person?

How could she command even the Yama’s messengers?!

Changying, however, wasn’t shocked for long. Just now, she had reminded Nanli so that while Nanli went into the underworld to search, she could seize the opportunity to escape. But as Nanli stepped into the Gates of the Underworld, she promptly unleashed four immobilization talismans, saying, "I’ll settle the score with you later."

The three disciples, with their limited skills, couldn’t evade these talismans. Once stuck, their bodies stiffened, unable to move.

Although weakened, Changying had cultivated for many years. She gathered her energy and tried to resist the talisman with her fingertips.

The two forces struggled against each other. Gritting her teeth, Changying was forced to step back two steps under the power of the talisman.

Finally, she coughed up a mouthful of blood but still couldn’t resist being immobilized by the talisman.

Changying felt like giving up on life. How much blood had she vomited tonight?!

Yujing shouted, "Master, are you alright?"

Yushao was his usual self, "Master, why bother with meaningless resistance?"

Yuyong, not good with words, took a while to say, "Master, although we can’t be born on the same day of the same month of the same year, dying on the same day of the same month of the same year would be no regrets in this life!"

"..." Changying quickly adjusted her breath to avoid vomiting blood again. After all, the immobilization talisman only immobilized the body, not calming the breath and adjusting the atmosphere.

On the Yellow Springs Road.

When Zhao Lingfu was alive, he didn’t take a few steps, he was out of breath, and he didn’t think that he was a ghost, the same.

This road is dim, before and after the left and right are all ghosts.

She is afraid, subconsciously grabbing Chu Yang’s hand.

Chu Yang’s footsteps stopped slightly, turned his head to see her, but his eyes are empty: "Do you want to rest?"

He was cursed, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, with Zhao Lingfu through the Yellow Springs Road, and then over the Bridge of Helplessness.

Zhao Lingfu, what’s wrong with him, he will understand a little.

Zhao Lingfu saw his handsome face, although she had become a ghost, but she seemed to feel the rapid heartbeat of the heart.

"Well..." Her voice was shy.

She didn’t expect to be able to marry him, even if only to be a pair of yin and yang couples, she was happy and satisfied.

Chu Yang bends down to carry her.

Zhao Lingfu lightly covered her mouth and said, "This... Isn’t this bad?"

Chu Yang ignored her and pulled her over, carrying her on and continuing.

Zhao Lingfu just found out that Chu Yang on her back was walking faster. The road was originally invisible, but they didn’t walk long before they saw a small light ahead.

"Hey hey!" Suddenly, there was an old man on the road, who saw them and shouted, "Girl, are you cheating? You don’t have to walk this Yellow Springs Road yourself!"

Zhao Lingfu said hurriedly, "My husband is carrying me. Is this not okay?"

She was too weak, her feet were heavy, and she didn’t have the strength to walk a few steps.

The old man smirked, "If the Yama’s messengers don’t find out, you can carry on for as long as you like. But your husband... really pitiful."