Chapter 274: Chapter 240: Devouring the Wraith

The Yin Child was holding a pitch-black baby, glanced woodenly at He Buning, and then used the other hand to grab the blood-sucking bracelet on Sang Que’s wrist. With a gentle pull, the bracelet detached from Sang Que’s hand.

He Buning’s eyes lit up; the Yin Child had ’dismembered’ the bracelet from Sang Que. How clever she was!

Moreover, the taming of the Yin Child by Sang Que had reached such a degree, which left He Buning utterly incredulous.

He had never seen nor heard of evil spirits or ghosts actively protecting and assisting when their master was unconscious, rather than taking the opportunity to rebel. That was already considered obedient.

The Yin Child seemed unable to suppress the pitch-black baby she was holding and, expressionless, raised the baby towards He Buning.

He Buning understood and took out the Ten Victory Stone Dagger from his waist, stabbing it into the pitch-black baby.

The pitch-black baby struggled in agony, yet whatever the Yin Child did, the baby couldn’t make a sound. Sparks flickered as the Ten Victory Stone Dagger pierced into it, gradually neutralizing the power within the baby.

Before the Ten Victory Stone was completely consumed, it could temporarily suppress the baby for a while.

On Yu Da’s side, the chewing sounds slowly stopped. Covering his mouth, he looked pale, suppressing an urge to vomit, his body expanding noticeably.

After forcing it down, Yu Da turned and managed to pull a smile for Xia Chan.

“Little Chan, don’t be scared. I don’t eat people; I’ve never eaten anyone in my life.”

He Buning was extremely shocked to see Yu Da like this, never imagining Yu Da had the ability to devour ghosts. He had never heard of such an ability.

During the time He Buning first joined the Evil Suppression Bureau and followed Yu Da, he hadn’t noticed a thing.

Suddenly feeling dizzy, He Buning realized he was not being a competent Colonel, with one Sang Que hiding many things already being bad enough, not to mention an even more deeply hidden Yu Da.

Yu Da’s foot was slightly lame as he stumbled over to Sang Que, quickly determining that Sang Que needed human blood.

In fact, Yu Da knew far more about Sang Que and everyone around than they ever suspected, yet he never showed it and didn’t want to get involved in others’ affairs.

People, after all, find it rare to remain in the dark; being oblivious is the way to long life.

Yu Da turned to look at He Buning and Xia Chan, noting how these pretend siblings were strangely consistent in their lack of blood.

Yu Da sighed heavily, drew a dagger to slash his own wrist, and held it hovering over Sang Que’s mouth, letting the blood fall in without touching her.

The survival instinct made Sang Que uncontrollably grab Yu Da’s hand to greedily drink as soon as she made contact with Yu Da’s blood.

With the blood swallowed, Sang Que’s bodily functions quickly recovered, her broken lumbar vertebrae connecting at an incredible speed, faster than any animal blood could heal.

“Don’t rush, take it easy. I have no other skills, just thick blood.”

Yu Da could even joke at a time like this, though his face looked terrible, with large crack-like blood vessels appearing on his skin, his body swelling to the point of bursting his clothes, and something writhing beneath his clothing.

He Buning felt extremely ominous, a chill running down his spine at whatever was inside Yu Da.

Realizing both Sang Que and Yu Da seemed close to losing control, He Buning crouched down to grab Sang Que by the shoulder, “Sang Mulan, wake up!”

As soon as He Buning’s hand touched Sang Que, before her eyes opened, a dagger swept toward his neck.

Sang Que opened her eyes, sharp and fierce, the blade stopping just at He Buning’s throat.

Cold sweat trickled down He Buning’s temple as he held up his hands, not daring to move.

As Sang Que’s breathing gradually calmed, she realized she was holding Yu Da’s hand, mouth full of the taste of blood. Realizing what she’d done, her hand trembled, instinctively withdrawing.

But alas, her lumbar vertebrae were not fully healed; her lower half couldn’t move.

“Sister!”

Xia Chan had already reattached her head. Seeing Sang Que awake, holding Xuan Yu in one arm, she rushed over to tightly embrace Sang Que, unable to hold back her sobs.

Sang Que was still in shock, blood staining the corners of her mouth, her inner world deeply shaken.

Instead, Yu Da was still chuckling, tearing a strip of cloth to bandage his wrist.

“In a world like this, you’re not the only one who drinks human blood. You’ve barely drunk any. Some people, with no skills at all, are top-notch at drinking human blood. Pack up and leave quickly, or you won’t get out.”

He Buning held his partly decayed body and surveyed the surroundings, noticing that one corner of the Ink and Water Cage had a large hole gnawed through by something.

Elevated by the ink-formed mountains here, the entire Wangshan City lay beneath their feet. The Ink-Wash Ghost Realm had already covered the positions of the four city walls, and various places in the city were as if in a painting, devoid of the reality of the real world.

General Cao’s ghost realm was about to merge. Once fully merged, all living things within the ghost realm would become part of it.

Had Cui Cheng failed on that side?

He Buning’s heart tightened, worried for Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu’s situation.

Xia Chan had already picked up everything for Sang Que, packed it all into a bag. She was quite exhausted too, holding the injured Xuan Yu in one hand, unable to lift Sang Que off the ground with the other.

Xia Chan was so anxious that she cried uncontrollably. He Buning heard her and, with a blank expression, walked over to lift Sang Que off the ground, carrying her on his back.

Sang Que held up her hands, afraid of touching He Buning’s partially decayed body. He Buning spoke in a deep voice, “Hold tight, don’t move!”

The Yin Child was still holding the Golden Child with the dagger in his chest, ready to follow everyone else when she suddenly stopped and looked towards the ink puddle that had swallowed Wan Xiangtou just moments ago.

Gurgle~ Gurgle~

The ink puddle bubbled violently as a person with a soft face, covered in ink, climbed out from it.

“Did you… think… you could kill me this way? I have… the protection of the Opera God!”

As soon as the words were spoken, a huge, hideous opera mask slowly appeared behind Wan Xiangtou, and the surrounding Ink and Water Cage immediately shook violently, collapsing with a roar.

Not only would the Witch Lady protect her own, but other Ghost Gods would too!

Seeing this, He Buning was surprised but unsurprised, his expression somber as he prepared to hand Sang Que over to Yu Da.

“You all go first.”

Yu Da stepped in front of everyone, heaving a heavy sigh.

“Look at what you’ve become; there’s no reason for the elders to let the younger ones go to their deaths. Am I not your guide, even if only half a master? I’m here, you all go first.”

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