Ghost Matchmaking: Ghost Emperor Husband and Campus Queen Wife

At this moment, watching Mr. Luo’s heart chamber and the trapped Luo Huan within, the audience from Dragon Country felt a profound sense of dread.

No one knew what Yun Zhenyue was planning.

She was inside his body—on his home turf!

Mr. Luo’s abilities were surely related to the heart.

Moreover, he hadn’t even resorted to his tricks yet.

In a situation where she could barely protect herself, how on earth was Yun Zhenyue supposed to save Luo Huan?

[Sigh, she made the wrong move. She’s still too young.]

[She should have just pulled out the chairman’s medal. Maybe Mr. Luo would have let her go out of respect for it.]

[What is going on inside Yun Zhenyue’s head? Does she really think she can rely on that Love Contract?]

[Seriously, guys, she can only use 1% of Gu Yuan’s power. Even if we assume Gu Yuan is an Evil Star, 1% of his power is barely enough to match a Crimson-robed Ghost.]

[The power of one Crimson-robed Ghost, plus Lily... trying to escape with that is just unrealistic.]

...

WHOOSH—

But just as the Dragon Country audience watched on with pessimistic eyes...

Yun Zhenyue suddenly sensed her connection to Gu Yuan.

An indescribable power surged through it.

The next moment!

Yun Zhenyue took a deep breath, and a peculiar mark appeared between her eyebrows.

It was an eerie, blood-red butterfly.

It seemed to be someone’s signature mark.

"This is... his power?"

Yun Zhenyue looked at her own hands.

She was suddenly overcome with the feeling that she was now omnipotent.

This wasn’t a delusion!

It was a crystal-clear realization!

Forget just escaping with Luo Huan!

She could crush ten Mr. Luos with her pinky finger.

Beyond that, she felt a vast and complex array of abilities, seemingly all-encompassing.

The power to bring the dead to life with a snap of her fingers, to extinguish heaven and earth with a single thought...

But she didn’t know how to use them.

But what she had was more than enough!

The Love Contract would only last for three minutes. She had to act fast.

First...

She had to get through this blood-red passage.

HISSSSSSS—

The thread worms in the crimson passage seemed to sense the immense threat. They began to twist and writhe madly as more and more of them burst forth from the fleshy walls!

They formed a swirling vortex, fiercely guarding Luo Huan, who was trapped behind them!

The terrifying aura they radiated was so intense that even a top-tier Crimson-robed Ghost would be instantly torn to shreds upon entry!

The moment Yun Zhenyue took a single step forward!

The heads of the thread worms snapped open, revealing cavernous, bloody maws. Their densely packed, barbed mouthparts dripped with viscous blood, each barb as dangerous as a rusted steel needle!

They were like ghastly serpents, only far more terrifying!

"They seem... to pose no threat to me."

Following her intuition, Yun Zhenyue murmured to herself and started walking toward the crimson passage.

The next moment!

All the thread worms lunged at Yun Zhenyue, snapping their maws wildly!

But then, something astonishing happened!

She swatted at them instinctively, as if they were nothing more than mosquitoes!

—SPLAT!

When Yun Zhenyue’s hand made contact with the thread worms!

The creatures were like cotton balls hitting a blazing fire—they exploded on contact, posing no obstacle to her whatsoever!

Even the ones that managed to slam into her body caused no harm at all!

Anything that touched Yun Zhenyue simply burst apart and died!

It was like ants being crushed by a passing elephant.

The two were not even in the same league!

"Hmm?"

Just then, Yun Zhenyue suddenly perceived a complex mix of emotions. It seemed one of the abilities within her had activated on its own.

She automatically absorbed a fragment of memory.

It was the scene of Luo Huan’s birth.

She saw a nervous Mr. Luo waiting anxiously outside the maternity ward.

She also saw a gentle, graceful woman who must have been Luo Huan’s mother.

The scene shifted. The woman, lying in a hospital bed, asked Mr. Luo what they should name their daughter.

Mr. Luo said nervously.

"Let’s call her Luo Huan."

It was his hope that her life would be filled with joy and peace.

"These are Mr. Luo’s memories?" Yun Zhenyue’s eyes widened.

Soon, Yun Zhenyue absorbed several more memory fragments.

There were scenes from Luo Huan’s childhood.

In one, she was riding on Mr. Luo’s back, giggling like a little general, while his face was filled with adoration.

In another, a grown-up Luo Huan was skipping school, and Mr. Luo watched her retreating figure from a high-rise window, a look of helplessness on his face.

Then, a memory fragment filled with sorrow flowed into her mind.

Yun Zhenyue saw the night Luo Huan’s mother died.

Mr. Luo had arrived at her office, only to find that Luo Huan’s mother had died suddenly.

That night, the rain was a relentless, pouring deluge.

When Luo Huan’s mother was covered with a white sheet, Mr. Luo stood with his head bowed, trembling, but he didn’t shed a single tear.

He just held the small, weeping Luo Huan in his arms, as if she were his entire world.

He did love his daughter, after all.

But after his wife’s death, that love became a heavy burden.

Making a single mistake in her writing would earn a harsh rebuke from her father.

Just wanting to go out and play with friends would get her dragged back and forced to stand in the corner as punishment.

His love for his wife, and his guilt over her death, were all projected onto Luo Huan.

This, in turn, filled her with resentment.

This was also the beginning of the conflict between the father and daughter.

As time went on, this conflict deepened.

As for how Luo Huan died?

And for what reason Mr. Luo died and became a supernatural entity.

None of that was in these memory fragments.

But one could imagine it was all connected to that burdensome love, to the point that in Chilling Middle School, Mr. Luo had become unhinged, and his love had become pathological.

Yun Zhenyue continued to absorb memory fragments as she walked.

Finally.

She reached the end of the crimson passage and stood before Luo Huan.

Yun Zhenyue, however, was utterly pristine.

The blood of the thread worms couldn’t even touch her.

They were simply not worthy.

And you know what?

When Luo Huan wasn’t talking, lying there so quietly, she actually looked like a well-behaved girl.

’She’ll probably be thrilled when I help her show off in a bit.’

Yun Zhenyue chuckled at her own stray thought.

"Stop sleeping. Wake up."

The next second!

Her finger lightly touched Luo Huan’s shoulder.

The thread worms coiled around Luo Huan were incredibly weak, possessing not even half the strength of the ones in the crimson passage.

These pitiful thread worms weren’t even worthy of touching Yun Zhenyue!

When they tried to obstruct her!

They were instantly blasted apart!

Yun Zhenyue forcefully dug away all the thread worms—that is, Mr. Luo’s flesh—from around Luo Huan, then gently scooped her into her arms.

Only then did Luo Huan break free of the control, her eyes fluttering open in a daze.

"Miss... Miss Yun?"

Luo Huan’s eyes flew wide in an instant. She stared in disbelief at the ethereally imposing Yun Zhenyue. Her aura was filled with an unfathomable, mysterious power that left Luo Huan completely stunned.

’This has to be a dream!’

But then she looked and saw the thread worms that had been attacking Yun Zhenyue all perishing around them.

Only then did it dawn on Luo Huan: Yun Zhenyue had actually come to save her.

’What is this?’

’A damsel saving another damsel?’

"How are you here? You shouldn’t have come..." Luo Huan said, her expression complicated.

"We’re friends, aren’t we?" Yun Zhenyue chuckled. "Besides, I promised I’d help you look cool, didn’t I?"

Luo Huan: "..."

She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry!

’She’s still cracking jokes at a time like this!’

Luo Huan rubbed her tired eyes and gave a thumbs-up. "I admit it, you’re the real master of looking cool."

"Let’s not talk about that now. We’re running out of time. We have to get out of here."

Yun Zhenyue cut off whatever else Luo Huan was about to say.

It had already taken her over a minute just to get through the crimson passage!

Time was almost up!

"Get me out of here?"

"This is my father’s heart. Even an Evil Star would be trapped in here. Miss Yun, can you really do it?"

Luo Huan was confused.

’Yun Zhenyue is just a human!’

’A human breaking an Evil Star’s seal?’

’You’ve got to be kidding me!’

"You don’t have to worry about that. Wielding my husband’s power, I’m invincible right now!"

Yun Zhenyue said with a light humph.

"However... I’m not the one getting you out of here. You’re the one who’s going to get me out."

"Me?" Luo Huan was stunned, "Huh?"

"Take my hand. This is a prison you have to break yourself," Yun Zhenyue said earnestly.

...

「Outside.」

Mr. Luo’s expression faltered. He suddenly sensed something was amiss within his own heart.

’The thread worms formed from my own flesh and blood... they’re dying off en masse!’

’What in the world did that human girl do?’

’No!’

’I can’t let this continue! I absolutely cannot let her take my daughter out of here!’

’Even if Chilling Middle School is destroyed, I absolutely will not allow it!!!’

Mr. Luo gritted his teeth, his face twisting into a demonic frenzy!

He gazed upon the ruins of Chilling Middle School and all the ghouls within, and at that moment, he played his final trump card!

In the blink of an eye!

His heart reappeared high in the sky!

To the terror of all the ghouls!

Countless blood-red threads, like splattering blood, shot downwards!

These threads pierced the hearts of every ghoul, connecting them all to the giant heart hanging in the sky!

All of their spectral energy was siphoned away through the coldly glinting threads!

THUMP-THUMP!

THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP!

Mr. Luo’s heartbeat grew faster and faster!

It sounded like the fall of a drum hammer, like a torrential downpour!

The walls of the heart chamber constricted tighter and tighter!

Until it was completely sealed!

No one...

was getting out!