manynovel Chapter 3377 Don't Make Yourself sound so great
Chapter 3377 Don't Make Yourself sound so great
That was a "soul-locking talisman" that Yang Susu had painstakingly condensed bit by bit using her own divine soul power.
Guiya raised an eyebrow.
He saw it.
But he didn't say anything, nor did he stop it.
Instead, a more amused smile appeared on his lips.
He even subtly moved his fingers, releasing a wisp of ghostly energy to perfectly conceal the aura of the drop of divine blood and the talisman.
To avoid being discovered by that foolish but long-lived demon king on the throne.
"Hurry up, hurry up, I can't wait any longer!"
The Ghost King urged him on from above, the exotic fragrance making his stomach rumble wildly.
"All right."
Yang Susu spoke calmly.
She ladled out a full bowl of dark purple soup.
Several slices of bright red heart floated on the surface of the soup, looking both disgusting and tempting.
"Ghost King, please enjoy your meal."
Yang Susu carried the soup and walked up the steps to the throne.
The Ghost King, gazing at the beauty so close at hand and inhaling her enticing fragrance, could no longer restrain himself.
He reached out his fat hand and snatched the bowl of soup.
"Glug, glug..."
He tilted his head back and gulped it down in one go.
Without even chewing, he swallowed the soup and meat whole into his bottomless stomach.
"ha--!"
The Ghost King wiped the soup stains from his mouth and let out a satisfied sigh.
"Delicious, fucking delicious!"
"This flavor... is potent!"
He felt a warm current flow down his throat into his stomach, and then quickly spread to his limbs and bones.
The feeling was like swallowing a ball of fire, burning him with intense heat and a feeling of unparalleled comfort.
"My beauty..."
Ghost King threw away the empty bowl, his beady green eyes staring at Yang Susu, and stretched out his fat hand, still stained with soup, to grab Yang Susu's hand.
"The soup's all gone, now... it's my turn to taste you!"
"Come on, let me touch it..."
Just as the Ghost King's repulsive, fat hand was about to touch Yang Susu's fingertips—
"Well!"
The Ghost King's expression suddenly changed.
His face, which had been flushed with excitement, instantly turned a liverish color.
Those beady green eyes suddenly widened, their pupils almost bulging out of their sockets.
"what--!"
A bloodcurdling scream burst from his throat.
The Ghost King suddenly clutched his stomach, rolled off the throne, and crashed heavily to the ground, causing the ground to shake.
"It hurts, it hurts like hell!"
"There's fire in my stomach...it's burning!"
"what……"
The drop of divine blood mixed into the soup exploded completely within his body at that moment.
Divine power and demonic energy are inherently incompatible.
Not to mention divine blood of Yang Susu's level.
That drop of blood was like a spark falling into a frying pan, instantly igniting all the ghostly energy within him.
At the same time, the Soul-Locking Talisman unfolded in his stomach, transforming into golden chains that locked his meridians and dantian from the inside, making it impossible for him to mobilize even a trace of ghostly power to suppress the divine fire.
"puff--!"
The Ghost King opened his mouth and suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.
The blood, when it fell to the ground, made a sizzling sound and emitted puffs of white smoke.
"You bitch, how dare you poison me!"
The Ghost King raised his head, pointed at Yang Susu and roared, his eyes filled with resentment and disbelief.
"Splash—"
Upon seeing this, the surrounding demon guards instantly drew their bone knives and surrounded Yang Susu.
"How dare you plot to harm the Ghost King!"
"Kill her! Chop her into mincemeat!"
Faced with the scene of being besieged by ten thousand ghosts, Yang Susu didn't even frown.
She looked down at the Ghost King, who was rolling on the ground, with a cold gaze as if she were looking at an ant.
Then, she slowly turned her head and looked at Guiya, who had been standing to the side with a strange smile on his face.
"son."
Yang Susu's voice was cold and clear, with a hint of mockery.
"Someone is bullying your mother, aren't you going to do anything about it?"
All eyes in the room instantly turned to Guiya.
Guiya was playing with his hair by twirling it with one finger when he heard this, and he paused.
He slowly raised his head.
That innocent, childlike expression vanished without a trace in that instant.
Instead, there was endless violence, gloom, and a kind of madness that made one's soul tremble.
He wiped away non-existent wine stains from the corner of his mouth and walked step by step toward the Ghost King who was wailing on the ground.
"Daddy..."
Guiya tilted his head, looked at the once high and mighty but now wretched fat pig, and chuckled softly.
How could you be so mean to your mother?
"This soup... was specially prepared for you by your mother, baby."
"To help you... vanish into ashes as soon as possible."
"What...what did you say?"
The Ghost King, clutching his stomach and writhing in pain, froze upon hearing these words.
He looked up in horror at the small figure that was approaching step by step.
At this moment, Guiya was emanating an extremely terrifying aura.
That wasn't pure ghostly energy.
Instead, it was a strange power mixed with sacred golden light and dark, ghostly energy.
That was the oppressive force of blood from the union of gods and demons, far surpassing that of him, a pure evil spirit!
"Guiya, have you gone mad?!"
The Ghost King roared in terror, trying to mobilize the ghostly power within his body to resist.
But he discovered in despair that the ghostly power within him was as if it had been frozen, completely out of his control.
That drop of divine blood and the Soul-Locking Talisman acted like a finely crafted lock, firmly binding his source of power.
"I am your father!"
"I was the one who picked you up from the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts!"
"If it weren't for me, you would have been torn apart by the evil spirits in the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts long ago!"
"You can't kill me! This is ungrateful and treacherous!"
Upon hearing this, Guiya stopped in front of Guijun.
He squatted down, stretched out his small, greasy hand, and gently patted the Ghost King's fat, greasy face.
"Crack, crack..."
The crisp sound of a slap echoed loudly in the silent cave.
"Help me, baby?"
Gui Ya sneered, his eyes full of mockery.
"Don't portray yourself as so great."
"You saved me only because you saw the divine bloodline within me."
"You want to use me, you want to raise me to be your killing tool, or... your cultivation vessel?"
"You think I don't know, baby?"
"I've heard you drooling in my dreams since I was little, saying that when I grow up, you should swallow me so that you can ascend to the status of a ghost or god."
Gui Ya's fingers tightened suddenly, grabbing Gui Jun's thick, fleshy neck.
"besides……"
“I hate it when people mention the word ‘father’ in front of me.”
"Especially a father like you... who is stupid, wicked, and disgusting."
"so……"
In Guiya's pupils, the blue flames suddenly surged.
"go to hell."
"Baby is going to take control of the ghost realm, and then... go kill baby's other daddy."