HCB Chapter 217 features a scene of affection.
Chapter 217 features a scene of affection.
Yun Fuzhao only became suspicious of him yesterday, because Que Chi and Song Ying were not familiar with each other. Someone of his personality would not say that he would bring the spider lily back to give to Song Ying.
Now that she's in the ghost realm, she's more vigilant than ever.
That's why I secretly pricked his finger, wanting to taste his blood to see if it was Que Chi.
To be honest, the moment she tasted the blood differently, her heart was in her throat.
She was so nervous that her face turned red and she could barely speak, afraid of revealing her inner thoughts.
Since the person in front of him is not Que Chi, it means that the real Que Chi has already been captured.
Yun Fuzhao hastily came up with a solution, deciding to use a counter-strategy to see if the Que Yu she was to assassinate the next day was actually Que Chi...
"Yun Fuzhao, you go quickly, I'll stop him."
Even in his extreme weakness, Que Chi did not forget to fight for her life.
Yun Fuzhao felt a warmth in his heart. He did have a conscience, after all.
In fact, after discovering that Que Chi was Que Yu, Yun Fuzhao had considered leaving immediately. However, she then thought that Que Chi was most likely in his hands, and if she left this time, it would not be so easy for her to infiltrate the Ghost Realm next time.
She gritted her teeth and decided to save him anyway.
"Alright, in your current state, you should rest."
Que Yu narrowed her eyes. "What? Are you putting on a lovey-dovey show in front of me?"
Yun Fuzhao could sense his extreme anger, and the ghostly energy around him was surging outwards wildly.
Without thinking twice, Yun Fuzhao grabbed something and threw it at him.
Que Yu raised his hand, and the surging ghostly energy easily shattered the unidentified object.
However, the next second, red powder sprayed out.
Caught off guard, Que Yu inhaled it.
He noticed the powder as soon as it entered his body; however, the blood beads he had given her yesterday had been ground into powder by her.
A hint of a smile flashed in Que Yu's eyes, her mood becoming somewhat complicated. She was even smarter than she appeared.
The powder is not fatal, and its effect on *Elaeagnus pungens* is negligible.
Yun Fuzhao certainly didn't expect this thing to be of any use. Her fingers quickly formed hand seals. "Life Array, activate!"
In an instant, a great white light shone brightly.
All three were enveloped in the blinding white light.
The council chamber fell silent the next second, leaving no trace.
Que Yu opened her eyes and found that the scene before her had undergone earth-shattering changes.
He looked around but couldn't find her.
Que Yu was about to use his ghostly energy to locate her when he was surprised to find that his ghostly energy could not be activated.
Yun Fuzhao had so many trump cards up his sleeve.
He suddenly became quite interested. He wanted to know what kind of amazing power she could unleash when she was driven to the brink of despair.
On the other side, Yun Fuzhao carried Que Chi and fled quickly.
She didn't know what was going on; they weren't teleported together from the start. Otherwise, she could have struck first and killed Que Yu.
She knew this wouldn't last long; even with the influence of the Blood Moon, a Nascent Soul cultivator's strength was still formidable.
In addition, she has an injured person with her, so going head-to-head with him would be suicide.
Moreover, Yun Fuzhao glanced at the jade pendant on his wrist. This unreliable little dragon had actually fallen asleep at the crucial moment.
She could only hope to buy him some more time so he would wake up. Otherwise, she was really doomed.
Yun Fuzhao took out a handful of pills from his storage bag and stuffed them into Que Chi's mouth. "Cheer up, don't die."
Que Chi gave a weak laugh, "I won't die." After a pause, he said, "...I really didn't expect you to come and save me."
Yun Fuzhao cautiously observed his surroundings. "I'm here to cause trouble, and incidentally, to save you."
Que Chi knew she was being stubborn, and clutched his chest, breathing heavily. "What is this?"
"Life Formation. Anyone who enters this formation will temporarily lose their cultivation."
Que Chi knew she was also an array cultivator, but he had never heard of such an array before. "In that case, since Que Yu has lost her cultivation, wouldn't you be able to..."
Yun Fuzhao scratched his face. "Didn't you see I'm in the formation too?"
"...You're not the one who set up the formation?"
"I call this taking the initiative."
Que Chi remained silent.
"Alright, let's hide for a while. Once you've recovered enough, surely the two of us can beat him?"
Que Chi looked up at the sky and shook his head, "This formation will most likely only trap him for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."
“I know,” Yun Fuzhao smiled mysteriously, “I have other methods.”
Que Yu followed them at a leisurely pace.
The ghost race has a keen sense of aura; even without cultivation, he can discern their direction.
He'll catch up with them soon.
Que Yu lifted his foot, about to take a step forward, but stopped.
He paused, then casually picked up a stone and tossed it into the leaves of the trees in front of him.
"Boom."
The stone fell into the giant pit.
Que Yu: "..."
He continued walking, and in just a few minutes, he encountered all sorts of strange and unusual traps.
Over here, Yun Fuzhao carefully tied the thin rope to the branches of the bushes. Then he grabbed a handful of leaves and covered the rope with them.
Que Chi, who was watching, said, "He's smart; he won't fall for it."
"With so many traps, we can at least stall for a while."
Que Chi stood up with difficulty and looked ahead. "No need, he's already here."
Yun Fuzhao's body trembled. "So fast!"
She turned around and, sure enough, saw Que Yu walking slowly towards her. He was spotless, not even a speck of dust on his clothes.
It's not like I'm going to jail, give me some face, or you'll make my trap look ridiculous.
“Yun Fuzhao,” Que Yu looked at her and said gently, “as long as you kill him, I can spare your life.”
Yun Fuzhao paused for a moment, then said, "We're all family, why are you all shouting and fighting?"
Que Chi scoffed, "Who's related to him?"
You should say less.
Que Yu's face also lost its expression, and he calmly said, "I'll give you one more chance. Kill him."
"..."
Que Chi walked to her side and looked at Que Yu, "You keep your word? As long as..."
Yun Fuzhao impatiently pushed him away, "You're blocking my shot. Que Yu, if that's the case, then bring it on."
"Is his life more important than your own?"
"It's not a matter of importance; I'm not that kind of person."
Just kidding, Yun Fuzhao is a model citizen, she would never do such a despicable thing.
Que Yu chuckled, it was unclear whether she was laughing at her or at herself. "I gave you a chance."
As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming ghostly aura covered the sky, and the surrounding vegetation was corroded by the ghostly aura, visibly withering and decaying.
The scene transformed into the council hall of the ghost realm.
Three enormous, floating skulls appeared behind Que Yu. Although they had no eyeballs, Yun Fuzhao could feel their direct gaze.
Creepy.
Unexpectedly, this life-giving formation couldn't even last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
It seems that this war is unavoidable.