Free Web NovelChapter 1292: Chapter 849: Ghost Fog Bottle (Part 2)
His old friend is still here waiting for him.
Returning to the secret chamber, he pushed open the door and saw the Mirror Ghost sitting cross-legged on the floor, staring blankly at Bo Yetong on the wall.
"What’s so interesting about this filthy thing? Aren’t you afraid of getting sore eyes?" Yang Xiao gently tapped the back of the Mirror Ghost’s head and sent it away.
Following Yang Xiao’s instructions, the Mirror Ghost went to the corner where boxes were stacked and retrieved two bottles of mineral water. It returned and handed one to Yang Xiao.
The water was still cold. Yang Xiao had hidden it here some time ago, with over a dozen boxes in total. There were also lots of food, ranging from compressed biscuits to beef jerky, chips, spicy strips, everything being catered to Yang Xiao’s taste.
This Mirror World is very strange, especially in this secret chamber, where without any interference, the food doesn’t spoil, not even changing temperature.
In the past, during his time in the Thousand Prison Country, Yang Xiao suffered due to his ignorance, being hungry and thirsty almost every day. Now, he had transformed the secret chamber into a small warehouse.
Twisting open the cap of the mineral water, Yang Xiao took a big swig but didn’t swallow it. Instead, he sprayed it all over the unconscious Bo Yetong’s face.
Startled by the icy water, Bo Yetong immediately woke up, his remaining eye widening, staring at Yang Xiao with a strange look.
"Snap!"
Yang Xiao snapped his fingers. The Mirror Ghost brought him a cushion, then a small low table, and placed drinks, snacks, roast chicken, spicy strips, beef jerky, and other delicious foods on it.
Yang Xiao turned on the translator, placed it on the table, then comfortably sat on the cushion, tying a white napkin around his neck. He tore a chicken leg from the fragrant roast chicken and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing away.
To the powerless Bo Yetong, who hadn’t had a drop of water for two days and two nights, this scene was worse than death. But the man was indeed tough; he closed his eyes, refusing to look at Yang Xiao or the array of food.
"I like the spirit! I admire it!" Yang Xiao tossed the cleaned chicken bone, hitting Bo Yetong’s face, grinning fiendishly, "Didn’t expect we’d meet again, did you!"
The translator’s machine emitted an awkward Myanmar-Tai tone, seemingly calm.
Suddenly, Bo Yetong opened his eyes and roared something at Yang Xiao. From Yang Xiao’s earpiece, a voice in peculiar Mandarin said, "Kill me!"
Yang Xiao considered himself a good man, helping teammates to his ability in the Nightmare World, but Bo Yetong, damn fool, killed several teammates and left Yang Xiao to those monks. If Patuo Monk hadn’t discovered his conscience at the last moment, Yang Xiao would have died miserably.
Thinking of this made Yang Xiao fume. He had rarely suffered such losses in his life—damn this dog!
"Listen carefully, I’m a generous man, but you need to tell me two things."
Yang Xiao arrogantly waved two fingers, "First, where did your father go with those Gu Sect experts, and what is their purpose?"
"Second, what is inside those two Silver Boxes, and are there traps set on the boxes?"
"Speak, I won’t spare you; you know our scores. But I’ll give you a quick end. I, Yang Xiao, am a true hero; I keep my word."
After finishing these words, Bo Yetong was silent, and after a good while, hoarsely requested Yang Xiao for some water and food.
"You agree?" Yang Xiao looked at him mockingly.
Bo Yetong said nothing; a few seconds later, he resignedly nodded.
"Heh." Yang Xiao chuckled lightly, "Bo Yetong, you’re a man too. Let’s speak openly; I know you’re largely trying to trick me to get food and water."
"But I warn you, Yang Xiao is not easy to mess with. If you deceive me, I’ll ensure you remember my face in your next life."
After the translator machine conveyed Yang Xiao’s words, Bo Yetong’s face turned ugly, but he still nodded, indicating his adherence to the promise.
With a nod gesture, the Mirror Ghost went up with roast chicken and wine, feeding him bite by bite.
Bo Yetong’s limbs were ruined by Yang Xiao, bloodily pinned to the wall, incapable of self-care.
Starving and thirsty, Bo Yetong wolfed down the roast chicken and drank two bottles of chilled beer.
Seeing he still wasn’t satisfied, Yang Xiao ordered the Mirror Ghost to fetch him two more bottles.
End-of-life, as long as the promise is kept, Yang Xiao wouldn’t trouble someone on their deathbed further.
Torture is a means to an end, not the goal itself.
"Hoo—"
"Hoo—"
After a full meal, Bo Yetong burped, slightly squinting his eyes, showing Yang Xiao a strange smile.
"Don’t tell me you’re going back on your word." Yang Xiao still sat opposite him, arms crossed and waiting.
"Ha~~, spit!"
Bo Yetong spat at Yang Xiao and then burst into laughter.
Unfazed by this, Yang Xiao stood up, clapped for Bo Yetong, and then sincerely said, "Thank you for giving me an excuse to torture you again, honestly speaking, I wasn’t too willing to just kill you directly."
Bo Yetong ignored Yang Xiao, shut his eyes after being full and turned his head to the side.
With a thought, the Mirror Ghost approached, grabbed Bo Yetong’s hair, using the right hand like a bow to slap his face into swelling.
That wasn’t all; it then smashed an empty wine bottle over Bo Yetong’s head and picked up a sharp fragment, slicing off Bo Yetong’s remaining right eyelid amidst his screams.
"I’ll talk, I’ll talk!!" the translation machine’s internal voice screamed.
But Yang Xiao had exhausted his patience; he removed the earpiece, tossed it onto the table, looked up staring at Bo Yetong’s continuous screams:
"It’s late, plus I’m sure that people like you don’t repent." freewebnøvel.coɱ
"Remember, I said I would make you remember my face in your next life."
Leaving the Mirror Ghost to clean up Bo Yetong, Yang Xiao turned to the shelf and took up a wooden box with both hands.
His grip steady, he carried the box out of the chamber, closed the door, silencing Bo Yetong’s screams, found an empty spot, and placed the box gently on the ground.
Upon opening the box, inside was a pure black jar.
The material wasn’t either metal or stone, smaller than a cremation urn, with no pattern or decoration on it.
This thing seemed ordinary but Yang Xiao knew its power well, the most formidable defensive weapon of the Gu Sect Headquarters.
Not just him, even a Peak Ghost-level Envoy would perish if trapped inside the Ghost Fog for too long.
He had roughly figured out how to use this thing; without a lid, the jar was placed inside the box upside down, just need to overturn the jar to reveal the opening, triggering a high-level paranormal incident.
It would generate a Ghost Fog, within which corpse puppets indiscriminately pursue living people.
These corpse puppets, largely former Fierce Grade Apostles, a few were Ghost-level Apostles, among them the strongest corpse puppet had spiritual power strength approaching the Peak of Ghost Level.
Back then, this puppet held Mirror Ghost in check—terrifying.
Yet, cracking this thing is simple, just find the right method.
Yang Xiao recalled Bo Yetong’s past form, this guy was upside down on a tree, he speculated being upside down could evade puppet’s chasing.
Specifically, it wouldn’t be targeted by puppets, as if invisible like air. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
With a decisive move, Yang Xiao thought, and the Mirror Ghost ripped Bo Yetong completely from the wall, brought him nearby while Yang Xiao overturned the black jar.
In seconds, Ghost Fog appeared, rapidly expanding, filling Yang Xiao’s Mirror World within a minute.
For self-preservation, Yang Xiao promptly took out the Ghost Lantern, green light dispelling the Ghost Fog within a three-meter radius.
Yang Xiao ordered the Mirror Ghost to hang Bo Yetong upright on the wall, while he and the Mirror Ghost pressed against the wall upside down.
Soon, puppets emerged from the fog, completely ignoring Yang Xiao and the Mirror Ghost nearby, walking stiffly and emitting the stench of corpses, heading toward Bo Yetong.
