My Human Identity Was Exposed by an Evil Spirit Wife

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: We’ll Be Out Soon

When that massive flower appeared above their heads, Tuantuan had already given Jiang Che a hint.

"Daddy, pretend you caught a glimpse of the flower overhead, then grab Uncle Xiong and run toward the exit as fast as you can. Remember to act like you’re desperately reaching for the door."

Ding Ning and Tuantuan didn’t stop Xiong Jie from telling Jiang Che everything about the evil spirits. Things like that—he’d have to understand eventually.

Ding Ning and Tuantuan wondered, if Jiang Che realized who they really were, would he still treat them the same way?

"Whatever, just letting one human go. It’s not like I’m short of a meal," Tuantuan snorted, turning her head away.

But those little hands kept ruffling her hair.

By now, the Blood Slaughter Couple had also arrived, waiting for the final meeting.

Ding Ning had arranged this last encounter; at the moment when Hua pretended to devour Jiang Che, Jiang Che and Xiong Jie would reach the door.

Her plan was, right at the moment of Hua’s devouring, to use the Illusion Technique to cover the scene, so the audience could only see that hair’s-breadth escape, unable to tell if Jiang Che was devoured or died in the dungeon.

In reality, after that illusion of being devoured, it would be the family’s final reunion.

Jiang Che would return later than the viewers saw, by a stretch of time.

There would be a window where no one could detect what actually happened.

This was a method Ding Ning had thought about for a long time. She knew Hua’s skill with illusions—enough to fool any human. Still, she chose the most cautious way.

Borrowing the window of time as the dungeon shifted, she’d spend a little more time with Jiang Che.

But what Hua calculated was a real devouring.

She wanted to seize the moment when this human let down his guard and finish him off in one move.

Jiang Che pointed at Xiong Jie’s head.

What?

Xiong Jie looked up in confusion.

Not looking was fine; once he did, his soul almost ran out of him in fright.

There hadn’t been a sound!

He’d thought he’d been careful enough, cautious at every step.

He swore he hadn’t made a single noise along the way—yet they still got discovered!

At that moment, the flower’s center split into a monstrous maw, saliva dripping continuously.

Jiang Che pointed to the exit, opened his mouth, and said a single word: "Run."

Xiong Jie didn’t hesitate—he turned and dashed for the exit, never looking back, too scared to glance behind him.

As he fled, what flashed through his mind was Jiang Che, calmly indicating above his head and telling him to "run."

Bro, do you know how bad your acting is? It’s killing me.

At least try to fake it!

Luckily, Jiang Che’s a lunatic—everything can be chalked up to that.

I really have to rely on myself.

But why... why does the killing intent above feel so much heavier now?

He could practically feel the murderous pressure materialize overhead. He wanted to ask his master, are you really letting us go?

It felt like he was about to die in the next second.

Hua sneered. Just like in rehearsal, at the very instant Jiang Che and Xiong Jie nearly touched the Light Gate, she devoured them both.

At the same time, she used the props prepared in advance to cut the connection between the dungeon and the human live broadcast.

[Holy shit! Life and death hang by a thread! Did they make it out or not?]

[I think they escaped, I saw their hands touch the Light Gate.]

[No way, what I saw was them being devoured.]

[Go check at Hongzhu Psychiatric! See if anyone really made it out!]

...

The audience was instantly frantic, because in those final seconds, it was truly impossible to tell if Jiang Che and Xiong Jie had escaped.

At this moment, Jiang Che only felt himself drifting in a chaotic void, purple acid ceaselessly eating at his skin. Xiong Jie was howling in pain nearby, holes in his flesh so deep his white bones were visible beneath the sagging skin.

"Uncle Xiong, did we make it out?" Jiang Che stared at his blood and flesh dissolving from the corrosive acid.

"...I don’t think so..." Xiong Jie was frantically trying to contact his master, but the connection felt completely severed.

"Maybe something went wrong this time. We might really die here," Xiong Jie realized he was inside a monster’s stomach, and let out a bitter laugh.

He’d always thought—how could anyone trust an evil spirit?

"Well, let’s just wait and see," Jiang Che lifted him from the floor, trying to move him away from the acid.

It really hurt, but he believed—his wife would never harm him.

"Wait for what?" Xiong Jie sighed. From the very first moment his flesh began to burn, he knew this was yet another evil spirit’s cruel trick on humans.

Or maybe... the spirit guarding this exit wasn’t in league with his master at all?

If not, how could they attack him?

"Give it a moment. We’ll get out soon," Jiang Che’s expression didn’t change at all.

The pain of corrosion shot through his body, but he showed no sign of resentment.

"Hua, where’s Jiang Che? Get him out—aren’t we supposed to have our last meeting?" Ding Ning snapped, now that the scene had finished, urging Hua to release Jiang Che.

"He... I didn’t act well enough, he got away," Hua replied, face full of guilt. "I missed my timing—he reached the exit and left."

Those two humans were now inside her stomach; no matter what connection Ding Ning might have had with them, it was cut off.

Even Tuantuan, trying to sense Jiang Che’s location, felt nothing at all.

Just as Hua said—Jiang Che had already left.

"Will the connection break after they leave?" Ding Ning really didn’t know; she’d never tried to connect with a human before, let alone know whether contact could survive the gap between the human and dungeon worlds.

"If it’s cut, it’s cut. Next time you can just go to the Human Realm to find him, right?" Hua narrowed her eyes. "Treat this as a test. What if the next time you meet him, he’s changed his heart?"

Hua’s mind dove into her own stomach, ready to dissolve both of them slowly, to let the two humans suffer real pain.

Dare to use illusions to trick Ding Ning—she’d make this human know the price of doing evil.

But as her awareness entered her stomach, she saw Jiang Che just standing there, perfectly still, while the fat guy at his side howled in agony.

"Wait for what? If we wait any longer, we’ll die!" Xiong Jie heard Jiang Che tell him to wait, but he really didn’t know how much longer he could last.

"Yeah, just a little longer." Jiang Che stood by his side, acid constantly raining down on him.

The skin blackened from corrosion, but Jiang Che didn’t make a sound—not a single groan, not even a flicker of pain in his expression.

That wasn’t what Hua wanted at all. She’d wanted to see Jiang Che’s suffering, to watch him beg for mercy.

To see him crying, promising never to do it again.

No matter how skilled Jiang Che was at Illusion Technique, trapped in her stomach, not even the best tricks could save him!

But Jiang Che did nothing, just stood silently as the acid covered him. If there was agony in the stomach, it came from Xiong Jie. More than that, what filled the place was something Hua had never felt before—a feeling called trust.