My Human Identity Was Exposed by an Evil Spirit Wife

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: This Is Our Hot-Blooded Combo Move!

Tuantuan heard her words, and a trace of inevitable disappointment flashed in her eyes. At this moment, she was most thankful she’d cut off Jiang Che’s field of vision, so he couldn’t see what was happening on her side.

If Jiang Che saw this, he would definitely get angry—angry at how he’d been lied to by Ya for so long.

Tuantuan didn’t actually think Jiang Che didn’t have a wife; she just believed Ya used that excuse to trick him.

And herself? She was just someone Jiang Che mistook because he was so heartsick from longing for his wife and daughter.

Thinking about this, Tuantuan felt a little lost.

A gloomy idea crept into her heart—if she couldn’t find her mother, would she then naturally become Jiang Che’s daughter?

That way, no one would ever expose the truth.

But as soon as that thought arose, she suppressed it. Jiang Che was always happy and content when he saw her. If she too ended up deceiving him, and the human she liked found out the truth someday...

The next time he saw her, he’d be full of rage or hatred. Tuantuan shook her head; that’s not what she wanted to see.

"You all deserve to die!" She looked at the four of them with disappointment. She couldn’t sense any other humans here.

So... did mom get stuck forever on the way here?...

All she wanted now was to leave here as fast as possible, to get back to Jiang Che.

With a thought, she tried to teleport straight to Jiang Che, to that blue-black shadow beside him.

She never had a physical body, and with two Spirit Bodies like this, her consciousness could freely shift between all three.

One stayed in the cemetery area, just in case she truly died.

Evil spirits also keep three burrows, like the wily hare.

One stayed by Jiang Che’s side, and the other was her main body, following Ya into this place.

She could freely switch control among the three—a maxed-out upgrade version of the skill Jiang Che had, [Mind Reading].

She wanted to teleport out, but as soon as her consciousness touched the area near the music box, it felt like an invisible wall blocked her way.

Seeing how she looked dazed and confused, the three people laughed.

"Give up. My music box has two uses per day—ten minutes trapping you is no problem." The man speaking sounded pretty smug—among the three, he was in charge of control skills.

"Ten minutes is enough to finish you off."

Humans in the dungeon can usually only hold one item—like Jiang Che’s lab coat, which passively activates.

Those kinds are rare; most require manual activation.

That’s why people need teammates—humans are too physically fragile. If you use two dungeon items at the same time, the second one will drain your own energy and spirit as the usage cost.

So most of them just hold one each, and use teamwork to coordinate.

Some say it’s just like online games—humans have a virtual mana bar.

Each time you can only use one item. If you force a second, it drains your life to refill the mana bar.

This was Tuantuan’s first time dealing with humans who had items. She only wanted to leave, to hurry back and comfort Jiang Che.

But she hadn’t expected these people to refuse to let her go.

"Tuantuan, what’s wrong!?" Jiang Che’s voice came through her consciousness—he’d been happily watching her side of the screen, feeling that daughter’s tiny viewpoint was so fresh.

He watched until they ran into this group of three. One man shot at Tuantuan outright.

The screen cut off—Jiang Che suddenly felt his guts torn apart!

"I’m okay, Dad. Just stay put and wait for me to get out and find you." Tuantuan answered him in her mind, wanting him not to worry.

These people were troublesome—their tricks were new to her—but killing her? No way.

She still had a Spirit Body in the cemetery; as long as she went back, she could generate a new body.

Unless they trashed her lair, she was basically immortal.

What she was most worried about now was Jiang Che’s safety. Even though Jiang Che had the item to mask his human aura, the Dungeon was ultimately unsafe.

Before, she could teleport back to protect him. Now, not being able to teleport was her biggest concern.

Jiang Che listened to his daughter’s voice, telling him not to enter, and glanced at the blue-black Spirit Body tugging at his sleeve. He didn’t know what it was, but he scooped it up into his arms and ran toward Tuantuan and the others.

"Don’t be afraid, Tuantuan. I’m coming to save you."

"This time, I won’t leave you behind again." Jiang Che whispered.

Tuantuan saw him charge straight in and got anxious immediately.

This was that person’s territory! Tuantuan wanted to talk things through first, to let Jiang Che in politely—after all, that person didn’t like trespassers.

No matter how desperately she cried out in her heart, Jiang Che ignored it, dead set on the idea that Tuantuan was in danger.

"You really all deserve to die!" Tuantuan glared at the group before her, anger nearly catching her body on fire.

"Heh. Take it up with Hell if you want to talk about it." The woman among them snorted contemptuously. She and the man beside her pulled out their own items.

The woman took out a lighter; the man grabbed a baseball bat.

They’d used this trick yesterday to cripple an evil spirit and nearly killed it.

Back then, the music box had two uses—they only used one. Because of uneven skill distribution after killing a spirit, they’d tacitly let that spirit escape in critical condition.

"Guys, this evil spirit has to be killed. We don’t know what skill it’ll drop, but I’ll take this round—next time we rotate." The woman spoke first.

The other two didn’t say anything, but they agreed.

This was a little girl evil spirit—who knows what skill would drop after killing her, and it probably wouldn’t suit a man anyway.

"There’s a saying among humans: this is our hot-blooded combo move!" The man wielding the music box watched the winding key spin back.

As soon as control time was up, he’d immediately use the second chance.

The man with the baseball bat started frantically picking up stones from the ground, trying to hit Tuantuan inside the music box.

The music box wasn’t big, and Tuantuan was a very obvious target.

The woman with the lighter moved up close to the illusory music box, her lips curling into a smile as she got ready to claim her skill. She lit the virtual music box.

That’s right.

Their plan was to burn Tuantuan to death within two rounds of control.

The music box’s projection was virtual, but her flame could burn it.

This fire could actually hurt evil spirits.

At that moment, the message barrage exploded; from Ya’s POV, bullet comments rolled across the screen,

[Holy shit, they really pulled off the hot-blooded combo move!]

[These three’s teamwork is absolutely nuts. There’s even a first-clear reward this time—I can’t imagine it.]

[Anyone want to team up? Promise zero betrayal, proper watch-your-back kinda play.]

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