Ghost Bride

Shrouded in thick fog.

Zhao Huaian suddenly felt a chill run through his whole body, as if the temperature around him had dropped sharply in an instant.

Before he could think any further, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly rang out in the distance, followed by the clear, piercing notes of a suona.

Spiritual Energy surged through him. Zhao Huaian warily looked toward the source of the sound.

He saw a procession of dozens of people in the distance, carrying a bright-red bridal sedan chair as they beat gongs and drums and played the suona, heading straight toward him.

"An evil apparition!!!"

Looking at the sedan chair carried by the procession, Zhao Huaian immediately realized that the wedding procession was made up of evil apparitions.

After all, what decent family would carry a sedan chair through the dead of night to send a bride off?

"Fireball Spell!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Spiritual Energy surged in Zhao Huaian's palm. A massive fireball appeared out of thin air and hurtled toward the bridal procession with enough force to scorch everything in its path.

BOOM!!!

Flames burst outward, dazzlingly bright.

In the instant the enormous fireball exploded, the people at the front, playing the suona and beating the gongs and drums, turned into wisps of gray smoke without even a scream, vanishing into the boundless night.

Under the terrifying blast of the Fireball Technique, the wedding procession carrying the bride also came to a halt.

The people behind them, caught in the blast, bared their teeth in fury. Black qi poured off them as they transformed into evil ghosts.

But they didn't recklessly charge forward. Clearly, they'd been intimidated by the terrifying Fireball Technique.

"Which fellow cultivator dares obstruct this young lady's wedding?"

A cold voice rang out.

As the words fell, the red sedan chair touched down, and a stunning woman with a voluptuous figure, wearing a phoenix crown and bridal robes, slowly stepped out.

The moment the Ghost Bride emerged, Zhao Huaian felt a chill approaching. A faint sense of danger rose in his heart.

"Wait! This isn't the target of my mission!"

Seeing the Ghost Bride's cultivation and the sense of danger she gave him, Zhao Huaian's pupils contracted.

According to the mission description, the evil apparition haunting this place was nothing more than an ugly lecherous ghost, with a cultivation level of around Qi Refining Layer Three.

But this stunning Ghost Bride had cultivation equivalent to the peak of Qi Refining Layer Six. She clearly wasn't the target of this mission.

Besides, with cultivation like hers, she was probably several times stronger than Lin Zihao had been!

"Sorry, I took a wrong turn!"

Facing an evil apparition of this caliber, Zhao Huaian naturally wasn't about to waste his Spiritual Energy and trump cards fighting her head-on.

He cupped his hands in apology. Spiritual Energy flashed around him, and he dashed straight toward a thinner patch of fog.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Huaian vanished from where he stood.

His movements were smooth and practiced, all in one fluid motion.

Watching Zhao Huaian flee, the Ghost Bride couldn't help but freeze.

She hadn't expected the cultivator who'd been so aggressive just moments ago to... to simply run away in an instant.

"Interesting... You're quite handsome, too. But you killed my subordinates and ruined the auspicious hour of my wedding. How could I let a cultivator like you leave in one piece?"

The Ghost Bride's crimson lips curled slightly.

In the next instant, sinister winds surged and bloody fog filled the air. The Ghost Bride vanished from the spot.

"Damn it, is the Mission Hall completely unreliable? Lei Yangwen said this was the easiest mission, but it turns out there are other evil apparitions on this island besides that ugly lecherous ghost!"

Zhao Huaian dashed through the forest like a ghost, not daring to stop for a moment as he grumbled to himself.

He didn't know whether he'd been unlucky, or whether the mission itself had a trap in it.

Next time—next time, he'd never take one of these missions that only looked easy.

After all, who knew how long these so-called easy missions had been sitting in the Mission Hall?

In that case, he might as well pick a mission in the main hall the old-fashioned way. It might look a little harder on the surface, but at least it'd be safe.

As he continued racing through the forest, he soon spotted another village.

At that moment, cries filled the village as sinister qi hung thick in the air.

Just as Zhao Huaian was about to hurry straight past, an ugly evil ghost with cultivation around Qi Refining Layer Three emerged, carrying two young women over his shoulders.

"A lecherous ghost? The target of my mission?"

The moment he saw the ugly lecherous ghost, Zhao Huaian immediately confirmed that this was the target of his mission.

He stopped and flicked a finger. Silver Needles flew out from his sleeve one after another.

The ugly lecherous ghost hadn't noticed Zhao Huaian. It drooled as it carried the two young women off into the distance.

But in the next instant, it let out a sudden scream. Its entire body disintegrated into wisps of mist and vanished into the night.

As the lecherous ghost's soul dispersed, the two young women tumbled heavily to the ground.

At the same time, a Green Hat, giving off faint wisps of sinister qi, dropped where the lecherous ghost had perished.

"Come here!"

Spiritual Energy surged in Zhao Huaian's hand, and a wave of suction swept out. The Green Hat, trailing faint wisps of smoke, flew straight into his palm.

"The mission's complete. It's time to leave this troubled place!"

Holding the Green Hat, Zhao Huaian couldn't help but look pleased.

He knew this had to be the ugly lecherous ghost's token.

With this token, he could prove that he'd completed the mission and return to the Mission Hall to report in.

He didn't dare hesitate. In a flash, he drifted away.

After all, he'd just accidentally offended a powerful Ghost Bride. To avoid trouble, he couldn't afford to stay here.

"I can finally leave this troubled place!"

Reaching the shore, Zhao Huaian let out a long breath of relief.

Just as he was about to board the lone skiff and leave this troubled place behind, sinister winds suddenly surged around him.

"Fellow cultivator, why are you in such a hurry...?"

A clear voice suddenly rang out.

Thick fog rose around him.

Damn it!

As expected, she just wouldn't let him go!

Zhao Huaian's expression turned cold, and an unfriendly glint flashed in his eyes.

Before his icy gaze, the thick fog slowly dispersed.

The Ghost Bride slowly lifted a Red Embroidered Shoe and stepped out, leaving a trail of scarlet footprints on the ground.

Stopping less than three meters in front of Zhao Huaian, the Ghost Bride's Red Embroidered Shoes came to a halt.

The sinister wind gently stirred the Ghost Bride's bridal robes, making her shapely figure seem even more graceful.

"Fellow cultivator, you ruined the auspicious hour of my wedding and killed several of my subordinates. Do you think you can leave without giving me an explanation?"

Looking at Zhao Huaian, the Ghost Bride smiled charmingly.

"What do you want, then?"

Zhao Huaian furrowed his brow, his voice cold.

"Come to my side. Follow me, and join me in my wedding!"

The Ghost Bride smiled softly, her face full of confidence.

"Since you're getting married, wouldn't it be inappropriate to bring a man like me along?"

Zhao Huaian replied calmly.

"What would be inappropriate about it? You just have to keep it from my husband. When he and I are spending our wedding night, once he falls asleep, you and I can have our own fun. Wouldn't that be much more interesting than your dull, tasteless cultivation?"