Chapter 100: Takagi Aki’s Resentment

My Wife Is a Ghost Immortal Blue Lotus Frost 2503 words 2026-04-13 11:46:20

Outside, Su Muhe and Meng Feixue saw Jiang Xiaofei’s soul return to his body and immediately stepped forward to congratulate him. “Congratulations, Lord Fei, on defeating the Ghost Emperor.”

Jiang Xiaofei opened his eyes and smiled. “How did you two know that I destroyed the Ghost Emperor?”

Su Muhe chuckled, “Since your soul returned safely, it means you must have defeated the Ghost Emperor.”

“Ha ha ha,” Jiang Xiaofei laughed heartily, then his expression turned serious as he fixed his gaze on Gao Muqiu.

Now that the Ghost Emperor was vanquished, Gao Muqiu had regained her senses. However, her body remained immobilized under the binding power of the Sealing Heaven Divine Talisman. When she met Jiang Xiaofei’s gaze, fear overwhelmed her.

Although she had been controlled by the Ghost Emperor and lost her consciousness, she could still sense Jiang Xiaofei’s immense power—an overwhelming force she could never resist. With the Ghost Emperor gone, she had lost her greatest support. Even Jiang Xiaofei’s little finger alone could easily overpower her. This terrified her deeply. After all, she had once tried to kill Jiang Xiaofei. If he wished to take revenge or humiliate her now, what could she possibly do to defend herself?

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaofei smiled gently. “Don’t be afraid. Although I hate that you helped the Ghost Emperor, I won’t kill you.”

“You won’t kill me?” Gao Muqiu was shocked by his words, yet the wariness in her eyes did not fade. Just because Jiang Xiaofei spared her, it didn’t mean he wouldn’t torment her. The thought made her fearful once more.

Jiang Xiaofei said no more. With a wave of his hand, he retracted the Sealing Heaven Divine Talisman and sighed softly. “You may go.”

“You really won’t kill me?” Gao Muqiu was stunned.

Jiang Xiaofei smiled. “Of course not. You can leave with peace of mind.”

Gao Muqiu stood frozen and asked, “Why won’t you kill me? Don’t you hate me?”

Jiang Xiaofei smiled warmly. “Hate you? Why should I? Although you helped the Ghost Emperor and became my enemy, I know you were forced onto this path of revenge.”

Her heart filled with complicated emotions. “So you knew everything.”

Jiang Xiaofei nodded. “I understand how you feel and pity your plight. But that doesn’t mean I’m merciful. You better leave quickly. If I regret it, you won’t be able to escape.”

Gao Muqiu shook her head. “I’m not leaving.”

“Why?” Jiang Xiaofei asked in surprise.

“Because I know you’re a good person. If you wanted to kill me, you would have done it already. But you haven’t.”

Jiang Xiaofei laughed. “Is that your reason for staying?”

“No.” Gao Muqiu shook her head, her eyes burning with hatred. “I want to be your disciple. I want to avenge myself. Please accept me and teach me your skills.” With that, she suddenly knelt down.

Frowning, Jiang Xiaofei replied, “I won’t take you as a student, and I never will. You should leave.”

Gao Muqiu felt a strange sense of loss. “Why not?”

“No reason.” Jiang Xiaofei’s tone was cold, causing tears to well up in her eyes. She kowtowed repeatedly. “Please, just accept me. Teach me your skills. I’ll do anything—even serve as a slave or maid.”

“You…” Jiang Xiaofei was both exasperated and helpless. Though he pitied Gao Muqiu, taking her as a disciple meant opposing Lan Lianshuang, which he could not bear. Growing impatient, he said, “Don’t dream about me accepting you. Leave now. I don’t want to see you.”

Gao Muqiu shook her head firmly. “No. If you don’t accept me, I’ll kneel here forever and never rise.”

“Then kneel forever,” Jiang Xiaofei said coldly, turning to Su Muhe and Meng Feixue. “Did you find Wang Dazui’s body?”

Su Muhe shook his head. “We searched everywhere but found no trace of it.”

“That’s strange. Could it be the Ghost Emperor didn’t even leave Wang Dazui’s body behind?” Jiang Xiaofei shook his head and sighed. “Well, if it can’t be found, forget it.”

“Lord Fei, are you coming back with us to the Underworld now?” Su Muhe asked.

Jiang Xiaofei nodded. “I must go to the Underworld, and I miss your master dearly. But before I leave, I have one more matter to settle. Are you two willing to come with me?”

Both nodded. “We are honored to follow Lord Fei.”

“Good.” Jiang Xiaofei was pleased. With a wave of his hand, he swept up Su Muhe and Meng Feixue and vanished into the void.

“Why? Why won’t you accept me? Why must heaven treat me this way? I hate it so much!” Watching Jiang Xiaofei and the others disappear, Gao Muqiu’s eyes filled with seething hatred. She cursed the injustice of heaven and earth.

She howled at the sky, venting her fury and resentment.

As if sensing her overwhelming hatred, a man clad in a blood-red coat emerged from the darkness. If Jiang Xiaofei had been present, he would have recognized him as Wang Dazui, though now his expression was sinister and twisted.

He fixed his cold gaze on Gao Muqiu and sneered, “Hehe, little girl, I want to take you as my disciple. Will you be my follower?”

“Who are you?” Gao Muqiu asked, wary of the sudden appearance.

The man grinned wickedly. “I am the Demon Emperor.”

“The Demon Emperor?” Gao Muqiu was stunned. “Weren’t you fighting above? How did you get here?”

“Hahaha,” the man laughed heartily. “You mean Garo. I didn’t expect him to be here too. Well, that saves me the trouble of looking for him.”

“What do you mean by that?” Gao Muqiu frowned.

The man’s laughter echoed. “He was only a fragment of me. Naturally, I will devour him.”

“What?” Gao Muqiu exclaimed. “But why should I believe you won’t harm me?”

The man smiled darkly. “Because, like you, I hate the injustice of heaven and earth, and I hate King Xiao even more. If not for him, I wouldn’t have fallen so low. But he never expected that his plan to seal me with a pure Yang body would fail miserably. Hahaha.”

Gao Muqiu pondered and said, “Alright, I accept. But can you help me take revenge?”

The man laughed. “Revenge is nothing. As long as you pledge loyalty to me and be my obedient disciple, I will grant you supreme power—perhaps even let you become a god.”

“Really?” Gao Muqiu’s heart leapt with joy, hardly daring to believe it. After all, the gates of divinity were closed, and the path to godhood was as arduous as climbing to the heavens.

Seeing her reaction, the man laughed loudly. “Becoming a god is nothing. Once I break through the laws of this world and return to the demon clan, not only will you become a god, but even a God Emperor won’t be beyond your reach.”

Meanwhile, above the Blood River, a fierce battle raged, releasing terrifying power that shook the void and caused the Blood River to surge violently.

Though Lin Ying and Lan Lianshuang fought together to suppress him, the Demon Emperor grew ever stronger and more fearless.

With a swing of his demon dragon spear, he swept across the battlefield like a storm, sending Lan Lianshuang flying.