Chapter 116: Her Majesty Makes a Commanding Entrance

My Wife Is the Queen of Ghosts Old Wu in Feathered Robes 2554 words 2026-04-13 11:27:46

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Just as Fu Yang had resigned himself to his fate...

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

A sound like something racing through the air came from behind him.

Several pitch-black ribbons, twisting around one another, shot through the air at tremendous speed. In an instant, they wrapped themselves tightly around Liu Mengshu’s “Giant Spirit Finger.”

Then they suddenly constricted and twisted with all their might!

Bang!

With a thunderous explosion, the Giant Spirit Finger collapsed and vanished.

The black ribbons swiftly merged into one, transforming into a long, narrow black sword. It shot toward the Evil Daoist!

“Oh no! Who are you?”

The Evil Daoist was horrified.

To shatter his Giant Spirit Finger with ease and still have enough strength left to continue attacking—whoever had come possessed astonishing power!

He swung the black bone horsetail whisk in his hand, weaving a defense so tight that not even air could pass through.

Unfortunately, the black-qi sword was terrifyingly sharp. It stabbed forward in an instant, severing several strands of his magical whisk before continuing straight toward his throat!

But the Evil Daoist was no ordinary opponent. He had already predicted the direction in which the black-qi sword might strike.

He tilted his neck and lowered his body.

Splurt!

The black-qi sword swept past his left shoulder, slicing open his elegant, flowing Daoist robe and leaving behind a shallow bloody mark...

Before the newcomer had even appeared, a single astonishing spell had shattered the Evil Daoist’s Giant Spirit Finger, severed three strands of his whisk, and carved a wound across his shoulder.

Such power was truly astounding!

Even Lord Bear, who had been standing there like a human, swaying his head after being beaten into the shape of a pig’s head by the Evil Daoist, could not help exclaiming, “That is insanely awesome! Absolutely mind-blowing!”

Fu Yang was equally dumbfounded.

A melodious yet haughty female voice rang out.

“My man is mine to bully. Nobody else is allowed—not even the Emperor of Heaven!”

A slender figure slowly emerged from the darkness behind them.

She was a breathtaking beauty!

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Her hair cascaded like a waterfall. On her feet were a pair of casual high heels of just the right height, and she wore a long, elegant dress with a gentle feminine charm. Black mist rolled around her like waves, lending her entrance an overwhelming grandeur.

From head to toe, she radiated the domineering presence of a queen’s arrival!

“Vicky... You came.”

Looking at the beautiful figure before him, Fu Yang murmured to himself as a warm current surged through his heart.

Then a voice exploded beside his ear.

“Hmph! I’ll deal with this demonic Daoist first. When we get back, I’ll settle accounts with you. How dare you be so fierce to me earlier!”

“Of course, of course. When we get back, you can hit me however you like. Even if you want to get into some BDSM, I have no objections...”

Fu Yang nodded like a pecking chick, behaving with perfect obedience.

Ahead of them, the Evil Daoist’s gaze darkened. He gently ran a finger over the fine sword mark on his left shoulder.

It instantly healed on its own, leaving behind only a faint scar.

From the moment Vicky appeared, he had sensed an intense threat!

From his perspective, the black mist surrounding the beauty was filled with the writhing shadows of countless vengeful spirits. Among them were even the forms of ghost officials from the underworld!

Above Vicky’s head floated the phantom of an ancient city gate.

That was... the Ghost Gate!

“When a Ghost King travels, a hundred ghosts arise. The Ghost Gate grants its blessing. You... you are actually a Ghost King!”

Liu Mengshu’s voice was filled with disbelief and shock.

He could never have imagined that a Ghost King would appear at a time like this. And judging by the situation, she seemed to have a very close relationship with the young man he intended to kill...

Vicky lifted her chin and haughtily extended her slender, pale arm. With tremendous authority, she pointed at Liu Mengshu.

“Come on! Let me see just how much courage this demonic Daoist who dared to injure my man really possesses.”

“Your man?”

Liu Mengshu froze, then suddenly burst into laughter.

“You are a dignified Ghost King, yet you fell for a weakling who has not even received a single ordination? Don’t make me laugh. I have indeed heard of unions between powerful ghosts and the living. More than two hundred years ago, a Ghost King even fell in love with one of Mount Mao’s deputy patriarchs, and the tale became a celebrated romance. But that man was a venerable master who had received seven ordinations—he was already stronger than the Ghost King. What does this inexperienced brat have to offer?”

He simply could not accept it!

Vicky frowned. “Who I choose to love is none of a demonic Daoist’s concern. Make your move!”

Liu Mengshu’s eyes flickered as he fell into hesitation.

He was a peak Third-Ordination Master, only one step away from receiving his fourth ordination. His magical power was profound, and his strength was formidable.

However, in order to carry out his plan to transform his younger brother into a “Corpse-Soul Demon,” he had temporarily sealed Liu Mingming’s Ghost Lord soul within his body. That alone had consumed a great deal of his energy.

Although his realm remained unchanged, his actual combat strength had fallen to roughly the level of a peak Second-Ordination Master or an early-stage Third-Ordination Master.

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Facing an existence at the level of a Ghost King, Liu Mengshu truly had no confidence.

But if he backed down now, it would seriously damage the reputation of the Evil Daoist in the supernatural world!

“Then I’ll make the first move!”

Vicky let out a cold laugh, a trace of viciousness appearing on her exquisite face.

She raised both hands high and pointed toward the Ghost Gate floating in the black mist above her head...

Creak...

The shrill sound of a large wooden door being forced open rang out!

That imposing and terrifying Ghost Gate was actually opening slowly!

By now, Lord Bear had run back to Fu Yang’s side. He grabbed Fu Yang’s trouser leg with both furry paws and shook it vigorously.

“Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! Fu Yang, I think I’m falling for this female Ghost King. Good heavens! How can there be such a beautiful Ghost King in this world? All the Ghost Kings I’ve seen before were hulking men, or hideous old women so ugly that even I couldn’t stomach eating fish around them. But this one is unbelievably beautiful... And that figure—tsk, tsk, it’s even better than a supermodel’s!”

Fu Yang had been concentrating on watching Vicky unleash her might through his “Evil-Seer” technique. He was also stunned by the imposing and terrifying Ghost Gate, eager to see what would emerge from within.

Now this shameless creature was irritating him beyond endurance.

So...

Smack, smack, smack!

He delivered a signature three-hit combo straight onto the panda’s head.

“What are you making such a fuss about? Can’t you behave for once? I’m appreciating the boundless power of my queen! And listen carefully—don’t even think about coveting my queen. Otherwise, I’ll shave off every last bit of your fur and leave you unable to pretend to be a cute panda!”

Lord Bear stood beside Fu Yang, pitifully covering his head with his little paws, his eyes filled with resentment.

“When I was still a demon immortal, why didn’t I ever meet a demon or ghost this beautiful?”

The creature had started bragging again!

Fu Yang rolled his eyes and could not be bothered to answer.

Meanwhile, Liu Mengshu was still confronting Vicky. But when he saw the phantom Ghost Gate suspended in midair slowly opening and releasing an aura so sinister and terrifying that it seemed to come from the depths of hell, his expression finally changed drastically!

He immediately concealed his aura, abandoned his standoff with Vicky, and rapidly drew an unfamiliar talisman in the air, attaching it to his chest.

Then he retreated violently, crashing hard into the wall.

His body “melted” into it and vanished.

He had actually fled!

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