Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
They followed that devilry cultivator and walked in. Along the way, they met many wandering ghosts. Maybe due to the devilry cultivator leading the way, the ghosts didn’t dare to approach. However, many pairs of eyes were watching the three of them.
As they walked along, a cluster of moss green will-o’-the-wisps started glowing on both sides of the previously dark and dim road and lighting up the winding path. In the midst of the dense fog, they saw something that looked like a mansion in front of them.
Even though the mansion seemed to be right before their eyes, after a long walk, they still couldn’t get closer.
Following close behind Feng Jiu, Xiang Hua swept his gaze over the floating ghosts. He was struck by their familiar faces. When he took a careful look, he saw that each of the ghosts had on a white robe and their hair was scattered loose on their shoulders. Some wore blood-stained robes. They were drifting in the air as if they did not know where they were going…
He noticed that the ghosts here seemed unable to walk out of the mountain and could only float on top of the mountain.
The devilry cultivator in front stopped walking and pushed the mansion’s gate open. With a dull and emotionless voice, the devilry cultivator told them, “My Master has prepared a feast to welcome you, please.”
Feng Jiu raised her eyes and saw that there were only two words written on the mansion: Gui Residence.
She thought inwardly, this mansion should have been called the Ghost Residence instead!
There were two stone lions at the gate. Two red lanterns, hung on both sides of the gate, were swaying gently in the night wind. The mahogany door was open. Inside, the lighting was gloom and dim, but still visible.
Walking in, thew saw devilry cultivators instead of ghosts. Each devilry cultivators defended the mansion like a guard. There were men and women. The women were like maids in an ordinary family. They walked back and forth with things in their hands, looking very busy.
With the devilry cultivator leading at the front, they walked all the way to the back until they arrived at a bamboo forest. There, a banquet was held, decorated with the forest’s will-o’-the-wisp. They were floating like magnified fireflies.
At the long tables arranged side-by-side, Bai Xiao lying unconscious on the chair. A seductive woman in sexy red clothes was sitting on the Master seat.
Her skimpy clothes could not cover her buxom figure. The cloth on her body barely covered her chest and buttocks. Even if there were fine gauze concealing other parts of her body, she was almost naked.
Her long legs were crossed. Those snow-white and slender legs leaned on another chair. Her body reclined on the chair lazily, while her fingers, dyed in black polish, fiddled with the hair dangling on her cheek.
She was as beautiful and alluring as a demon. She had a smoky make-up on her face, the kind that not many women could wear. The makeup made her look more lovely and enchanting. She looked about twenty-five years old and her figure was curvaceous and mature. Her complexion was very fair, especially set off against the red fabric, she looked as flawless as white jade. Her whole body exuded an alluring and dangerous aura.
This is an enchanting beauty. She had both enchanting charm and bewitching beauty combined as well as the smell of danger. It made Feng Jiu watch her with admiration and appreciation.
Even knowing what’s going on, that the two were enemies,
However, when she saw this woman, she actually couldn’t dislike her.
It’s because this woman was too beautiful. So beautiful that it’s pleasing to the eyes and making their hearts bloom.
She couldn’t help smiling and inquired, “Big Sister, what’s your name?”