“Before I die, I have one last wish.”
The white tiger had seen many dead people, and it had seen many reactions from people before they died.
There were those who were generous and calm, those who wept bitterly, those who wailed and begged for mercy, and those who were so terrified they took their own lives.
But it had never seen anyone who could actually smile when facing certain death.
The sturdy, dark-skinned girl’s arm had been bitten off and tossed aside like trash. A massive pool of blood spread beneath her, looking like a crimson silk cushion.
Her dark skin had turned a ghastly grey from excessive blood loss, and her cheeks, eyelids, and forehead were splattered with droplets of gore.
“I’m going to die anyway.”
She suppressed her agony, her lips trembling slightly.
“Why doesn’t the Mountain Lord satisfy the curiosity of a dying person? In exchange, I will tell you the remaining verses of the Moon-Worshiping Breathing Method.”
The chang ghosts hidden in the forest drifted out, pointing and whispering at Nan Zhi.
“She’s almost dead...”
“This person is so strange.”
“Do you think she’ll become a ghost when she dies?”
“The Mountain Lord will have a new chang ghost to command soon.”
Blood was still flowing from its right eye. The white tiger cautiously circled Nan Zhi, its teeth hovering just above her throat, ready to strike.
The temptation of the cultivation technique was too great for it.
If it had a proper cultivation method, it wouldn't have to live in fear every day.
Furthermore, that was a technique passed down from the ancient great demon of the Tushan Clan.
If it were fortunate enough to practice it...
Even if it encountered the Taoists from the Demon Suppression Division, it could swallow them whole in a single bite.
The white tiger’s teeth loosened slightly from Nan Zhi’s neck.
It exhaled a puff of white mist, and a greyish-white shadow fell to the ground, looking like a lump of soft white clay that had been kneaded into shape.
This lump of “white clay” hit the ground and slowly transformed into a human form.
Eyes.
Nose.
Limbs.
In the end, it turned back into Chunsheng’s appearance.
The white tiger flicked its tail as a signal, and Chunsheng immediately helped Nan Zhi up, propping her against a tree.
Nan Zhi spat out another mouthful of blood, but she could see it.
The white tiger was clearly tempted by her proposal.
“You... ask. Trick again... die.”
The white tiger suppressed its anger, its claws digging into the ground and carving deep pits before it roared at her.
“Humans... cunning! Bad!”
“Cough, cough, cough...”
The sturdy girl spat out a large glob of blood, her eyes losing focus as she forced herself to ask her question.
“My blade was incredibly sharp and has slain two Greater Ghosts. Ordinary small demons can’t even withstand a single strike from it. How were you able to bite it to pieces?”
“Tiger... cultivate... iron skin... very hard. Human blade... cannot... hurt.”
The white tiger couldn't help but feel a bit smug, flicking its tail.
Its right eye had been blown to bits by Nan Zhi, and the eyeball was hanging out. Yellow and white fluids mixed with blood were smeared across its face, making it look even more hideous.
The white tiger raised its head, exhaled a long trail of white mist, and spoke in a tone full of disdain.
“Humans... weak. Cannot... hurt... tiger.”
“Tiger... powerful. Only fear... hunter’s... arrow.”
It seemed to love seeing Nan Zhi in such a broken state. It excitedly licked the blood off her face, its barbed tongue scraping away a layer of skin.
“Hunter... dead. Hunter’s child... chang ghost... chang ghost.”
The white tiger looked at Chunsheng as if showing off to Nan Zhi.
“Revenge! Revenge! Tiger... powerful! Stronger than humans! Tiger... not afraid!”
Chunsheng stood to the side with his head bowed, his expression complex.
The look in his eyes as he watched the white tiger was a mixture of many things.
Resentment, loathing, fear, and perhaps even a bit of dependency and admiration that he himself didn't realize.
Nan Zhi understood everything in an instant.
She looked at Chunsheng standing nearby.
It turned out that Chunsheng was already a chang ghost long before he led Constable Zhang and the others up the mountain.
His father was the hunter who had killed the tigress all those years ago.
And he himself had become the white tiger’s first chang ghost over a decade ago.
Despite being eaten by the tiger, once he became a ghost, he became the tiger’s lackey, turning around to harm his own kind.
Helping the tiger commit crimes.
“So that’s how it is. Constable Zhang and the others didn’t die for nothing.”
Nan Zhi exhaled and gave a bitter smile.
“I underestimated the Mountain Lord’s strength. However, I imagine a spiritual tiger like you shouldn't have anything to fear, right?”
“Tiger powerful! Weakness... no one... knows.”
The white tiger grew even more arrogant from the flattery. It pulled back its tongue from licking Nan Zhi’s flesh and swayed its head self-importantly.
“Tiger... only fears... old hunter’s arrow. Arrow has... mother’s blood.”
“Use arrow... pierce tiger’s left ear... then... third death point behind it. Tiger... will die.”
After saying this, it seemed to realize something. It suddenly pinned Nan Zhi’s chest down with its front paw and let out a vicious low growl.
“Trick! Manual! Give me... or eat you.”
Because it saw the girl leaning against the tree fumbling with her left arm on the ground, gripping a fragment of the shattered blade in her hand.
Could it be that she still wanted to make a desperate final struggle?
A sneer appeared on the white tiger’s furry face.
Humans were always so overconfident.
“I never understood why villains always like to tell their enemies their weaknesses.”
Nan Zhi looked up and gave a genuine smile.
“But now I know. Mountain Lord, although I don’t know if you’ll remember me next time, make sure you keep your head safe. I’m coming for it personally—”
As soon as she finished speaking, the sturdy girl acted with total resolve and directly slit her throat with the blade fragment.
“Roar!!!”
The white tiger lunged forward, its sharp teeth tearing through the scene.
The world went pitch black.
...
...
【Level 49 “Mountain Lord” has killed you.】
【Cultivator has died.】
【Fortune and misfortune come in a day, just as the moon waxes and wanes. Brave cultivator, do not fear hardship!】
【Please keep trying! Brave the immortal path!】
【Cultivator resurrected. Game automatically reloading.】
“This Young Master Wang and the daughter of the Ma family are truly a match made in heaven, a talented man and a beautiful woman.”
“All the wine at the Wang Family Distillery is half price today. Master Wang is being very generous.”
“Who doesn’t know that the young master of the Wang family is the only son in several generations? Now that he’s getting married, they naturally have to hold a grand ceremony.”
“Let’s go together, everyone! Let’s go have some wine!”
When Nan Zhi opened her eyes again, she found herself standing on the street in Dingyuan County.
The somewhat familiar groom, riding a date-red horse, passed by the street looking very pleased with himself.
The matchmaker wore a beaming smile, happily handing out peanuts and candies to the little children by the roadside.
Nan Ye was standing beside her, whispering to her.
“...This Young Master Wang was betrothed to the Qu family daughter since they were children.”
“Why has the bride suddenly become the daughter of the Ma family now...”
I’m back.
Nan Zhi instinctively checked her inventory and saw the slaughtering knife floating in an inventory slot, perfectly intact.
Checking the map again, the locations of Nan Yi and the other unlucky guys were still on Mount Wenshan.
She immediately made an internationally recognized friendly gesture toward Mount Wenshan.
Damn white tiger, didn't expect that, did you?
I can reload!
Just wait, I’m going to prepare myself and come over to hack you to death.
I’m a woman of my word. If I say I’m going to kill you today, I won’t wait until tomorrow!
But first, I need to make some preparations.
“This is bad. I just used a spell to look, and Brother Yi’s group has been blinded by chang ghosts and is trapped on Mount Wenshan.”
“There are at least seven or eight chang ghosts, and there’s a white tiger backing them up. It’s going to be very difficult to deal with.”
Nan Zhi turned to the stunned Nan Ye and said:
“Go home first and tell Dad and Mom. Tell them I’m going to save people and they shouldn't worry. Just bring some food and blankets to the Wen County city gate and wait for me tomorrow.”
With that, Nan Zhi left Nan Ye behind and sprinted toward the City God Temple.
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