My Human Identity Was Exposed by an Evil Spirit Wife

Chapter 195: Chapter 195: Evil Spirits Are No Benevolent Beings

Jiang Che’s words also reached Ding Ning’s ears. She was still wondering how Jiang Che would introduce her to the others—would it be after the revenge was over, or would he choose a better way to neutralize the hatred between them?

Ren Fengxiang became like this, but it wasn’t Ding Ning’s doing.

But the hatred between Ren Fengxiang and the evil spirits couldn’t be summed up in just a few words.

Just now, as Jiang Che’s voice finished, Ding Ning also put down her worried heart.

Ding Ning pursed her lips, and a hint of a smile had already appeared in her eyes.

Hua was taken aback too. "Looks like this kid really isn’t bad."

She had always thought her friend was just fascinated by Jiang Che’s pure heart, addicted to that tenderness beyond fear.

For evil spirits, these things—things beneficial for growth—were like the art pieces humans loved to collect, with no real benefit for learning or development.

But those things have a sort of natural beauty, irresistibly captivating.

Now, though, she finally understood.

Ding Ning liked Jiang Che not just because of his pure emotions.

There were other reasons as well.

Ding Ning nervously watched Ren Fengxiang. This was different than meeting Xiong Jie and Zhou Ang and the others.

The last time she was this nervous was when she met Jiang Che’s parents.

Human hearts are fragile, and she had tried hard to disguise herself as human so Jiang Che’s parents wouldn’t be terrified.

Although it turned out to be a farce, this time was different. Ren Fengxiang was truly Jiang Che’s childhood friend.

Hearing Jiang Che’s words, the two sedan bearers suddenly widened their eyes, staring at Jiang Che in disbelief, unconsciously poking their ears as if doubting they’d heard right.

They must have been toyed with by evil spirits!

How could an evil spirit have feelings for a human?

And a Lord, no less.

Watching Jiang Che’s sweet and determined tone, they sighed silently—people outside really weren’t wrong, Jiang Che was truly being controlled.

No one knew any details about the Ninth Dungeon Lord, but now they’d gotten a new clue.

The Ninth Dungeon Lord possessed the power to enchant hearts.

Ren Fengxiang looked at the two sedan bearers beside him; their gaze toward Jiang Che was full of suspicion.

Seeing their wary looks, he raised his hand, the semi-transparent energy arm gently clenching into a fist.

All these years, he’d grown to the point where he could see through people.

Just caught a glimpse of the sedan bearers’ eyes, he understood exactly what they were thinking.

With his fist clenched, the two sedan bearers suddenly found themselves unable to speak.

For a moment, the two of them panicked, gesturing frantically with their hands to try and express what they wanted to say—but their hands wouldn’t cooperate, unable to accurately convey their thoughts.

"Ah ah... ah ah..." They cried out anxiously, but Ren Fengxiang never glanced at them.

"Alright, you can continue," he said to Jiang Che, with a newfound seriousness in his gaze.

Seeing Jiang Che look at the two sedan bearers in confusion, Ren Fengxiang just shook his head. "I rarely use this skill."

The two sedan bearers looked at him in terror; someone like Ren Fengxiang, an active human on such a high level, everyone knew how he’d grown.

Everyone was clear about his skills and trump cards.

Before, they’d seen people who ran dungeons with him suddenly lose control of their bodies—unable to speak or move properly.

At the time, everyone thought it was the dungeon’s influence.

But now, the two would never be able to tell anyone outside the truth.

"Ever since I woke up like this, I could control people. At first, the power was weak—I could only control someone for one or two seconds."

"Back then, I just didn’t use it. Later, as I got stronger, I started using it to save my life."

"The control lasts longer now—for example, these two. If I don’t actively lift it, they basically can’t break free unless I die."

He looked at the two sedan bearers. "You just can’t express any thoughts or words about Jiang Che. I’ll unlock you depending on the circumstances in the future."

He didn’t know why he had this skill—perhaps it was because the Copper Vase wanted to see him twisted and bent on revenge against the world.

This skill could make someone, without losing limbs or senses, as disabled as someone who couldn’t function at all.

According to the caster’s will, snatching away their control over their own bodies.

"As long as you don’t think about anything related to Jiang Che, you can speak and move normally."

Jiang Che saw the two sedan bearers shrinking with their heads down in the corner, trembling with fear.

"Are you being controlled?" After dealing with the two sedan bearers, Ren Fengxiang looked at Jiang Che with solemnity.

What the two had worried about, was exactly what worried him.

"No," Jiang Che shook his head. "I’m very clear-headed right now. I know exactly what I’m doing."

"Got it."

"These dungeon creation methods—did she tell you those too?" Ren Fengxiang asked thoughtfully.

Jiang Che nodded.

"Sister-in-law really is loyal."

"Then I’ll go back and make one myself. Are there any other things I need to watch out for?" He didn’t ask much more, simply trusted Jiang Che’s words.

The two sedan bearers, unable to speak whenever they thought of Jiang Che, could only stare at Ren Fengxiang in despair, feeling trapped in Jiang Che’s snare.

"I’ll explain everything to everyone soon."

"Can’t we create this dungeon quietly?" Ren Fengxiang frowned. "Those people are pretty formidable. If you really make a dungeon, sister-in-law will be in a lot of trouble."

From his own experience, he knew even better than Jiang Che how irreconcilable the relationship between humans and evil spirits was.

He didn’t really hate evil spirits, nor did he hate the humans who used him as a shield.

If it wasn’t for those people in the mental hospital, he wouldn’t have been put under anesthesia and left unconscious, nor would he have ended up like this.

What he hated were just the medical staff from the mental hospital, but unfortunately, they were all dead.

After learning the truth about the mental hospital, sometimes he would wonder, if the hospital hadn’t existed, would he and Jiang Che have been treated as ordinary people, and had a bright future?

"It’s troublesome, but what’s even more troublesome than humans making dungeons are the other Evil Spirit Lords." Jiang Che sighed. His original intention had never changed: just to live peacefully with his family.

Now he’d found Brother Xiang; his perfect life seemed to be back, but he was still facing endless obstacles to his true goal.

The despair in the two sedan bearers’ eyes grew heavier—they couldn’t speak.

With Mr. Ren to vouch for Jiang Che, all the human powerhouses would trust him, build dungeons, and fall right into the trap.

Why was Mr. Ren so willing to trust him?

If Ren Fengxiang could hear their thoughts, he’d just scoff.

He understood the hatred between humans and evil spirits—just as he understood evil spirits themselves.

The fact that Jiang Che could rise unharmed to his current level said it all.

Evil spirits aren’t exactly the kind-hearted sort.