Ghost Bride

Enveloped by dense mist.

Zhao Huaian immediately felt a chill run through his entire body, as if the surrounding temperature had dropped significantly.

Without time to ponder, a sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from afar, followed by the crisp and loud sound of suona.

Spiritual Energy surged within him, and Zhao Huaian vigilantly looked in the direction of the sound.

He saw that not far away, a procession of dozens of people were carrying a large, bright red bridal sedan chair, beating gongs and drums, playing suona, and heading towards him.

"Weird creature!!!"

Looking at the sedan chair carried by this group, Zhao Huaian knew that this wedding procession was the weird creature.

After all, what normal person would carry a sedan chair for a wedding in the middle of the night?

"Fireball Spell!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Spiritual Energy surged in Zhao Huaian's palm, and a massive fireball instantly appeared out of thin air, carrying the might to burn all things as it hurtled towards the bridal sedan chair procession.

BOOM!!!

The fire exploded, dazzling and brilliant.

Along with the explosion of the giant fireball, in just an instant, the few people at the front playing suona and beating gongs and drums turned into wisps of gray smoke and disappeared into the vast night, without even a chance to scream.

Under the terrifying explosion of the Fireball Spell, the wedding procession carrying the sedan chair came to a halt.

The others in the rear who were affected grimaced, their faces filled with rage as black energy emanated from them, transforming them into vengeful spirits.

However, they did not rashly charge forward, clearly intimidated by the terrifying Fireball Spell.

"Which Fellow Daoist dares to obstruct this young lady's wedding?"

A cold voice rang out.

As the voice fell, the red sedan chair landed, and a stunningly beautiful woman with a curvaceous figure, wearing a phoenix coronet and a ceremonial robe, slowly emerged from within.

The moment the Ghost Bride stepped out, Zhao Huaian felt a chill approach, and a faint sense of crisis arose in his heart.

"Wrong! This is not the target of my mission!"

Looking at the cultivation of the Ghost Bride and the sense of crisis she brought him, Zhao Huaian's pupils contracted.

According to the mission description, the weird creature causing trouble here was merely an ugly, lecherous ghost with a cultivation base of only around Qi Refining Layer Three.

But this beautiful Ghost Bride before him possessed a cultivation equivalent to the peak of Qi Refining Layer Six, clearly not the target of this mission.

Moreover, with such cultivation, she was likely several points stronger than Lin Zihao before!

"Excuse me, wrong way!"

Facing this level of weird creature, Zhao Huaian naturally wouldn't waste his spiritual energy and trump cards to confront it head-on.

He immediately cupped his hands apologetically, his spiritual energy flashing, and charged directly towards the thinner part of the mist.

In just a moment, Zhao Huaian's body disappeared from his original spot.

His movements were fluid and practiced, very skilled.

Watching the direction Zhao Huaian left, the Ghost Bride couldn't help but be stunned.

She hadn't expected that the cultivator who was just so aggressive would, in the blink of an eye... actually just flee like that?

"Interesting... he's quite handsome, but he killed my subordinates and ruined my wedding day. How can I let a cultivator like you leave safely?"

The Ghost Bride's bright red lips curled slightly.

The next moment, the surrounding Yin wind surged, blood mist filled the air, and the Ghost Bride also vanished from her spot.

"Damn it, this Mission Hall is too unreliable. Lei Yangwen said it was the simplest mission, but this island has other weird existences besides that ugly lecherous ghost!"

Zhao Huaian weaved through the jungle like a ghost, not daring to stop for a moment, constantly complaining in his heart.

He didn't know if it was his bad luck or if the mission itself was a trap.

Next time, next time he would never accept such seemingly simple missions again.

After all, who knew how long these simple missions had been held back at the Mission Hall?

In that case, it would be better to honestly choose from the Mission Hall. Although the apparent difficulty would be greater, it was safer.

Constantly weaving through the jungle, Zhao Huaian soon saw another village.

At this moment, the village was filled with screams and permeated with Yin energy.

Just as Zhao Huaian was about to quickly pass through, an ugly ghost with a cultivation base around Qi Refining Layer Three emerged, carrying two young women.

"Lecherous ghost? My mission target?"

Seeing this ugly lecherous ghost, Zhao Huaian instantly confirmed that this was his mission target.

He immediately stopped, flicked his finger, and a series of silver needles flew out from his sleeve.

The ugly lecherous ghost hadn't noticed Zhao Huaian yet, constantly drooling as he carried the two young women and ran into the distance.

But the next moment, he suddenly let out a scream. His entire body turned to ash and smoke, dissolving into wisps of mist and disappearing into the night.

As the lecherous ghost scattered into dust, the two young maidens fell heavily to the ground.

At the same time, where the lecherous ghost had disintegrated, a green hat emitting a faint Yin energy dropped.

"Come here!"

Spiritual Energy surged in Zhao Huaian's hand, and a suction force swept out. The green hat, emitting a faint smoky aura, instantly flew into his palm.

"The mission is complete, and it's time to leave this place of trouble!"

Holding the green hat, Zhao Huaian's expression couldn't help but brighten.

He knew this must be the token of that ugly lecherous ghost.

With this token, it proved that his mission was complete and he could return to the Mission Hall to report.

Without the slightest hesitation, he flashed and drifted away.

After all, he had accidentally offended a powerful Ghost Bride just now. To avoid trouble, he naturally couldn't linger here.

"Finally, I can leave this place of trouble!"

Arriving at the shore, Zhao Huaian breathed a long sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to step onto the lone boat and distance himself from this place of trouble, a gust of Yin wind suddenly surged around him.

"Fellow Daoist, where are you rushing off to..."

A clear voice suddenly rang out.

A dense mist rose around him.

Damn it!

As expected, they're still haunting him!

Zhao Huaian's expression turned cold, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes.

Under his cold gaze, the dense mist slowly dissipated.

The Ghost Bride slowly lifted her red embroidered shoes and walked out step by step, leaving behind trails of blood-red footprints on the ground.

She stopped her forward movement less than three meters from Zhao Huaian, her red embroidered shoes coming to a halt.

The Yin wind slowly blew Zhao Huaian's ceremonial robe, making her curvaceous figure appear even more graceful.

"Fellow Daoist, you ruined my auspicious wedding hour and killed several of my subordinates. Are you leaving without offering an explanation?"

Looking at Zhao Huaian, a charming smile appeared on the Ghost Bride's face.

"Then what do you want?"

Zhao Huaian frowned tightly, his voice ice-cold.

"Come to my side, follow me, and marry me!"

The Ghost Bride smiled faintly, a hint of confidence appearing on her face.

"Since you are getting married, bringing me, a man, along is probably not appropriate, right?" Zhao Huaian said lightly.

"What's inappropriate about it? As long as my Husband doesn't know, it'll be fine. On our wedding night, when he falls asleep, you and I can be together continuously. Isn't this much more interesting than your boring cultivation?"

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