CHAPTER 42: CHAPTER 41: JUDGMENT!

In the room burning with silver coal, Chu Wenjia held a beauty in his arms, laughing wildly and heartily.

Across from him, Chen Fang gave a lecherous smile, "Serving Mr Chu is what I should do. Shangyuan Gambling House has already been burned to ashes, destroying all evidence. Wei Heng committed suicide, leaving no witnesses. No matter what, they can’t trace it back to Mr Chu."

Chu Wenjia drained the wine offered by the beauty and beckoned to Man Niang, "Man Niang, Wei Heng is dead. You’re not sad, are you? After all, you were with him for several years."

Man Niang coquettishly threw herself into his arms, pushing the beauty aside, "What are you talking about, Mr Chu? In life, I’m your person; in death, I’m your ghost. Man Niang and the children wait for you every day. What is Wei Heng compared to Mr Chu?"

"Hahaha, sweet talk! Don’t worry, Liu Yue can’t bear children. Once the old man agrees, I’ll bring the two sons back to the Chu Family."

"Then Man Niang will wait for that!"

"It’s a pity that Wei Zhao’s body was cremated, and his ghost vanished. The strongest little ghost was on him. I intended to take his soul to create a more powerful Corpse Ghost. But strangely, the fierce ghost attached to that pirate mysteriously died. I suspect it’s the work of the one who undermined my little ghost last time."

"Prince Su only has Dongfang Chenyuan, a person from the Xuanmen. Could it be him?"

"Quite possibly, the Dongfang Family is one of the top families in the Xuanmen."

"Tch, what are we afraid of? Just kill him, and nothing to fear from the dead!"

Bang!

As soon as the voice fell, a gust of chilling wind blew the door open.

Extinguished the candles and coal fire, the room’s temperature dropped significantly.

Chu Wenjia and Man Niang were both startled, nervously staring at the shadow outside the door.

Yu Nianzhao silently appeared, blending naturally into the darkness.

"Who are you? Appearing here suddenly, what do you want, acting all ghostly?"

Chen Fang stood in front of Chu Wenjia, squinting to scrutinize Yu Nianzhao.

Seeing she was just a young girl, he dismissed her, "This is no place for you to wander into. Hurry up and get out."

Yu Nianzhao looked at him as if he were a dead man, "This is the Wei Mansion’s estate; if you can come, why can’t I?"

Chen Fang’s expression grew darker, "Who exactly are you?"

Silence enveloped the surroundings, Chen Fang’s heart chilled as he glanced around, seeing only darkness and lifelessness beyond the few of them.

Yu Nianzhao displayed a bloodthirsty smile, "Someone who wants your lives!"

"What the hell? Want my life? Young lady, you look good, why are you talking nonsense? You alone, can you kill us? Stop joking, you do have some looks, why not come and spend time with me instead."

Chu Wenjia, seeing Yu Nianzhao’s beautiful face, felt restless and moved closer with a lecherous grin.

Yu Nianzhao looked at him as if he were trash, sneering, "And you think you’re worthy?"

Contemptuous disdain overflowed from her eyes.

Chu Wenjia, humiliated and furious, was about to step forward and teach her a lesson.

A sinister wind arose from behind Yu Nianzhao, ghostly shadows lurked in the dark, pairs of eyes glowing with eerie green light fixed intensely on Chu Wenjia.

"Ahhh!"

Suddenly seeing so many ghosts, Chu Wenjia almost wet himself in fright.

He retreated in terror, landing on the ground, trembling as he pointed at the ghosts.

Under the moonlight, each face was familiar, belonging to those killed by the little ghost at Shangyuan Gambling House.

Yu Nianzhao looked down at him, passing judgment, "Chu Wenjia, you used vicious means to kill many innocents, abducted women, causing families to break and lives to end, staining your hands with dozens of lives. You remain unrepentant, deserving punishment. Taste the pain they suffered in their lifetime!"

Chu Wenjia wanted to escape, but as he turned, ghosts full of hatred rushed towards him.

"Chen Fang, save me!"

"What ghosts dare to act up before me!"

Chen Fang, apprehensive, jumped out, gritting his teeth, took out Silver Coins and the Eight Diagrams Mirror, biting his fingertip to bleed, drawing symbols in mid-air and chanting spells. Instantly, the ghosts twisted painfully.

Chen Fang breathed a sigh of relief, smugly smiling, "I’ve laid curses on them before. You think you can use these ghosts against us? You thought..."

Before he finished, a golden light bounced off the pained ghosts, throwing Chen Fang heavily to the ground.

Pffft!

Chen Fang spat blood, got up to see countless fierce ghosts entering Chu Wenjia’s body.

They tore at his body, replaying memories of their painful deaths.

Chu Wenjia convulsed, agonizedly screaming, "Ahhh! No, leave my body, get out! Please, save me, I’m begging you... I know I’m wrong, please..."

From arrogant pride to pleading despair, Yu Nianzhao watched coldly throughout.

Chen Fang felt fear, "Could you be the one behind my backlash last time? Do you realize who Mr Chu is? If you kill him, it will cause immense upheaval in Shangjing, and you’ll lose your life too!"

"In this world, besides me, no one can take my life!"

Yu Nianzhao waved, "Wei Zhao, avenge your own grievances!"

Wei Zhao’s ghost emerged, his resentment nearly overflowing as he approached Chen Fang step by step, "You killed my classmates, killed me and my father, leaving my mother in lifelong grief. You deserve death too!"

"What do you want? It wasn’t me who harmed you; it was the Chu Family, they commanded it, ahhh..."

Wei Zhao tore at his flesh, venting his fullest hatred upon him.

Yu Nianzhao tucked her hair behind her ear, her brows and eyes bold and unrestrained, "Who says authority is above heaven? If no one in Shangjing judges you, King Yan will. These are two evil spirits; Jiu loves them!"

Turning to the trembling Man Niang, trying to flee the scene, she lightly curled her lips, "Here’s a fish that slipped the net. Though not a complete evil spirit, it still harbors human evil. Ms Wei, how will you deal with her?"

A shadow stepped out from behind Yu Nianzhao, none other than the reputedly rural-bound Ms Wei.

Her eyes were red, glaring hatefully at Man Niang, "Wei Heng may be scum, but they swindled so much Silver Coin from the Wei Mansion, and all had a hand in killing my son."

She pulled out a dagger, mercilessly walking towards Man Niang.