manynovel Chapter 3288 Xiaoman (What You Gave Her)
Chapter 3288 Xiaoman (What You Gave Her)
The man in black robes abruptly changed the subject, his tone revealing a chilling confidence.
"I have a brain."
"But you have the advantage of location and hostages."
"If we join forces, we may still have a chance of winning."
Zhou Wenlun remained silent.
"Geographical advantage" refers to this extreme boundary.
The hostage, of course, refers to Hu Xiaoman.
"Why should I believe you?" Zhou Wenlun said coldly. "Since you know how terrifying those two are, why are you still going to your death?"
"Because I had no choice." The Ghost Lord's voice became extremely venomous.
"The hatred between me and them is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. As long as they live, I will never have peace. Rather than hide like a rat, I might as well take a gamble."
As he spoke, the black-robed man's eerie green gaze suddenly turned playful.
"And Zhou Wenlun, don't you think you're pathetic?"
"You went to great lengths, even giving Hu Xiaoman the incomparably precious ancient book, 'The Record of Soul Cultivation,' to help her repair her soul."
"Do you think that by doing me a favor, you are cultivating a perfect partner?"
"idiot!"
The man in black robes cursed mercilessly.
You're digging your own grave!
The word "idiot" startled Zhou Wenlun.
Immediately, a wave of shame and anger surged into my heart.
"Shut up!" Zhou Wenlun shouted sternly, "I have my reasons for doing things! That 'Soul Cultivation Record' was a test to see if she was qualified to stand by my side..."
"test?"
The Ghost Lord interrupted him directly, his tone full of sarcasm.
"Stop pretending, Zhou Wenlun."
"Can you fool others, but can you fool yourself?"
"Is that love? No, that's just being cheap!"
The man in black robes approached Zhou Wenlun step by step. Although his body under the black robes was small, he exuded an aggressive aura.
“You could have simply erased her mind and turned her into an obedient puppet, just like you did to those maids outside.”
"But you didn't."
“You gave her the ‘Soul Cultivation Record’, which allowed her to repair her soul, make her whole again, and even awaken her memories of her past life.”
"What you long for is not a walking corpse, but a vibrant, thoughtful Hu Xiaoman who loves you deeply."
"But what's the result?"
The man in black robes let out a strange laugh and pointed in the direction of the palace.
"The moment her soul was restored, the first thing she thought of wasn't gratitude, but how to kill you!"
"She awakened her memories, and her heart was filled with the man named Hu Qingye, her parents, and her friends."
"There's no place for you, Zhou Wenlun!"
Zhou Wenlun's body trembled violently.
"What did you say?"
"Has Xiaoman's soul been repaired?"
"impossible!"
"It can't be that fast!"
The man in black robes laughed sarcastically again: "Zhou Wenlun, you really underestimate Hu Xiaoman!"
"She is Yang Susu and Jun Yichen's daughter."
"She was a terrifying presence even when she was in her mother's womb."
"If it weren't for the original self, Hu Xiaoman, like her father and mother, would be a terrifying existence, and it would be impossible for her soul to be shattered and enter your Extreme Disc Space-Time."
"Zhou Wenlun, admit it, Hu Xiaoman will never be grateful for anything you've done!"
"On the contrary, for the sake of her fellow disciples, she will eventually join forces with her father and mother to kill you!"
Zhou Wenlun wanted to refute and rebuke, but his throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.
Because he knew that what the man in the black robe said was true.
The reason he gave Hu Xiaoman the "Soul Cultivation Record" was not only to use her power, but also because deep down he harbored a secret and humble desire.
He hoped she could look at him clearly, and clearly... fall in love with him.
But reality slapped him hard in the face.
"Admit it." The black-robed man's voice, like a devil's whisper, echoed in his ears.
"In her heart, you are just a madman, an enemy, an obstacle that must be eliminated."
"As soon as her parents arrive, she will throw herself into their arms without hesitation, then turn her head and watch you die."
"Is this the result you want?"
Zhou Wenlun's breathing became rapid, and his eyes turned bloodshot.
The image of Hu Xiaoman's cold and disgusted gaze flashed through his mind, along with the humiliating sight of her having to submit to him in order to save others.
My heart aches as if it's being torn apart.
"Do not……"
He let out a low growl and clutched his head with both hands.
"I don't want her to die... I just want her to stay by my side..."
Seeing that Zhou Wenlun's psychological defenses were on the verge of collapse, the man in black knew that the time was right.
He toned down his aggressive demeanor, and his tone became "gentle" again, like a kind and patient elder.
"Since we don't want her to die, nor do we want her to leave, there's only one way."
The man in black robes stretched out his hand, and in his palm, a wisp of black mist slowly condensed, transforming into a jet-black bead.
“Kill Yang Susu and Jun Yichen.”
“Cut off all her escape routes and destroy all her hopes.”
"When there is no one left in this world who can save her, no one left who can take her away, she will naturally have no choice but to rely on you."
Zhou Wenlun raised his head, looked at the bead, and a struggle flashed in his eyes.
"But...I can't beat them..."
“That was before,” the man in black robes said with a sinister smile. “Now, you have me.”
"This bead is called the 'Soul-Devouring Bead'."
"It contains the millions of wronged souls I collected from ancient battlefields."
"As long as you set it up at the wedding venue and deploy the 'Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring the Heavens Formation'."
"When the time comes, as long as those two dare to step into the Extreme Plate Realm, we can use Hu Xiaoman as a hostage to lure them into the formation."
"In this Extreme Realm, you are the Heavenly Dao, you are the ruler."
"With the advantage of terrain and the added blessing of this grand formation, even a god would perish!"
As Zhou Wenlun listened to the Ghost Lord's plan, the struggle in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a mad gleam.
Yes.
This is his territory.
With sufficient preparation and a ruthless determination, victory is not impossible.
“But…” Zhou Wenlun glanced in the direction of the palace, his tone hesitant, “If I kill Xiaoman’s parents in front of her, she will hate me for the rest of her life.”
"hatred?"
The Ghost Lord chuckled.
"It's better to hate than to ignore."
"and……"
The man in black robes took out another item from his robes.
It was a small, transparent bottle containing half a bottle of colorless liquid, emitting a faint, exotic fragrance that made one forget the mundane world.
"This is the 'River of Oblivion'."
"The River of Oblivion?"
Zhou Wenlun stared at the small bottle, his gaze somewhat fixed.
"good."
The man in black robes shook the bottle in his hand, and the liquid inside rippled, reflecting a mesmerizing luster.