Players: All NPCs in the Sect Are Moles

"Fierce ghosts, hook the soul!"

"Impermanence, claim the life!"

The two desiccated corpses that were about to flee suddenly froze.

Immediately after, two ethereal Soul Hooks materialized out of thin air. They wrapped tightly around the corpses, ruthlessly dragging them back... all the way to the side of the jade coffin!

Watching all this from the peephole, Su Ling’er’s pupils contracted violently!

’This... Could this be...’

’It’s over! It’s all over!’

An extremely ominous premonition rose in her heart.

’Don’t tell me they’re going to...’

Then, under Su Ling’er’s terrified gaze, the two desiccated corpses bound by the Soul Hooks flew uncontrollably toward the jade coffin!

BANG! BANG!

With two muffled thuds, they were forcefully stuffed into the already crowded coffin!

Su Ling’er felt herself instantly and completely surrounded by fierce ghosts.

In front of her was the ghost bride; to her left and right were two old ghosts in the form of desiccated corpses, reeking of a terrifying aura!

’The thing I feared most has finally happened!’

’I knew it! I knew it!’

’They really stuffed these two desiccated corpses in here!’

Meanwhile, outside, the lesser yin spirits that had scattered and fled had all been collected into Lin Qingfeng’s Human Emperor Banner.

On the banner’s surface, new, ferocious ghostly faces continuously appeared.

Lin Qingfeng hugged the Human Emperor Banner, nodded in satisfaction, and remarked,

"Not bad. The Hongmeng Purple Qi in my Human Emperor Banner has grown even more vigorous."

Crammed inside the crowded coffin, Su Ling’er nearly fainted from rage when she heard this.

’Hongmeng Purple Qi?!’

’Your idea of Hongmeng Purple Qi is something that belches out black smoke?!’

’And another thing!’

’Can’t you just throw these two desiccated corpses out of here?!’

’AHHHHH!!!’

’How did pretending to be sick lead to this?! AHHHHHH!!’

Inside the coffin, the two desiccated corpses were still howling in pain. Their bones, forcibly compressed, made CREAKING and CRUNCHING sounds.

Su Ling’er felt the space she occupied was being subjected to an unprecedented level of crowding!

’You just stuffed two more in here?!’

’I’m already in here! Shoving in a ghost bride was one thing, but how could you add two more?!’

’Are you trying to send off four people in one go?!’

’AHHHHH—!’

’Eldest Martial Brother! My sincerest thanks to you and your entire family!’

’Is this a "buy one, get three free" deal?!’

’Help me!’

’I’m sandwiched between three fierce, desiccated corpses!’

’Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, and the bride... Did we just check into a luxury quad-coffin?!’

’Can’t I just have a luxury single-coffin to myself?!’

Su Ling’er, on the verge of tears but unable to cry, glanced at the smooth, ten-thousand-year Warm Jade surrounding her.

’It is... admittedly luxurious. It’s just a little small for four people!’

’I don’t want to be in here with them!’

’Can’t you get them out of here?!’

’Isn’t this supposed to be my funeral procession? What’s the deal with stuffing two more people in here?!’

The moment the two desiccated corpses entered the coffin, they began to struggle.

On the coffin walls, the Senluo Ghost Mask, countless inscriptions, and illusions of Black and White Impermanence reappeared, releasing a powerful force that firmly suppressed the two desiccated corpses.

[Yin Spirit Atlas] Desiccated Elder · Mr. Li & Mrs. Li

[Name]: House Guardians · Mr. and Mrs. Li

[Rank]: Walking Corpse

[Cultivation]: Approximately equivalent to Foundation Establishment Great Perfection

[Yin Spirit Talisman: Guardian of the House]

Deep love for a son, down a wicked path they fell,

By dying candle’s light, in an empty nest they dwell.

For reunion’s sake, they trusted a sorcerer’s lie,

Now only chilling winds through ages cry.

Their son’s illness and Ruolan’s death completely shattered the old couple.

The Daoist who had once painted a portrait for their son visited them again.

Looking at the crestfallen pair, he said slowly,

"The young master’s soul is at peace, but the bride’s resentment lingers. All that is needed is a ghost marriage to reunite your family, and you will never again suffer the pain of separation by life or death."

Mrs. Li, sobbing uncontrollably, asked, "Daoist Master, my son and Ruolan... can they... can they really see each other again?"

The Daoist nodded. "Yes."

"However, this method goes against the harmony of heaven and earth. It requires the two of you to use your lifespans as a catalyst, transforming into the ’ley lines’ of this mansion. Only then can you suppress the yin and yang and bring about this marriage."

"From then on, you will exist as one with this Li Estate, eternally guarding your children, never to be parted again."

For the sake of that illusory "reunion," the two elders agreed.

The Daoist, his eyes narrowed, took out two pitch-black pills with a kindly expression and handed them over.

"Take these pills, and your worldly ties will be severed."

Mr. Li’s hand trembled as he picked one up and gave it to his old wife, then took the other for himself.

They looked at each other. There was no fear in their eyes, only a hint of morbid anticipation.

"Wife, we’ll... we’ll be able to see Xiuwen soon."

"Yes, Husband..."

They took the pills together. Instantly, their flesh and blood withered, their life force dissipated, and they transformed into two desiccated corpses, forever keeping watch from their Grandmaster’s Chairs, eternally waiting for a banquet that would never end.

...

The two desiccated corpses could only howl ceaselessly around Su Ling’er, unable to launch any real attack.

But Su Ling’er herself was also squeezed so tightly she couldn’t move an inch.

The withered limbs of the corpses and the cold silk of the ghost bride’s dress pressed tightly against her.

The mixed stench of decay, resentment, and death felt like it was going to suffocate her.

Fortunately, thanks to the jade coffin’s suppression, the deathly aura wasn’t too active.

And in her mind, the Supreme Heart-Clearing Soul-Stabilizing Skill began to circulate on its own, allowing her to maintain a sliver of clarity. It kept her from fainting on the spot, forcing her to endure the torment.

What was worse, she had to endure the intense stench of rot and decay coming from the three corpses in the coffin!

This was a purely physical odor, so neither the jade coffin nor the Soul Stabilization Skill did much to block it.

Su Ling’er felt her stomach churn so violently she was about to throw up!

’But no!’

’I absolutely cannot throw up in here!’

She desperately held it back. In this already cramped space, if she vomited, she would undoubtedly be in intimate, 360-degree, no-blind-spot contact with her own puke!

’That would be even more disgusting and terrifying than lying here with three desiccated corpses!’

’I have to hold it in!’

’Force it down!’

’Keep it down!’

She repeated this to herself over and over, her stomach churning violently, but she absolutely, positively could not let herself vomit.

In this extreme situation, inspiration struck. She quickly circulated her Spiritual Power and forcibly sealed her sense of smell.

The world finally became much more peaceful.

Only then did she peer through the peephole again to observe the situation outside.

Although she hadn’t helped in the slightest during the battle, she had certainly put herself through a lot.

’This time... there shouldn’t be anything else, right?’

’It should be over now, shouldn’t it?’

But then, she saw Lin Qingfeng and the other disciples beginning to... dismantle the ancient mansion!

The "double happiness" paper cuttings, the mansion’s plaque—anything that seemed even remotely useful was being stuffed into their storage pouches!

After all, these items were saturated with years of deathly and corpse-like energy. They were far beyond ordinary materials and, if used properly, would be excellent for Artifact Refining or setting up arrays.

Besides, since they were already here, who knew if they’d ever get a chance to run this "dungeon" again?

So, adhering to the principle of "since we’re here anyway," how could they let anything go to waste?

And so...