Villainous Malevolent Ghost (End)
Song Xuyi heard the words “ancestor grandmother” spoken by Bai Yu and was momentarily confused, yet increasingly felt this was a dream: because it was a dream, only in the dream would Bai Yu know this appellation (the action of giving a name to a person or thing).
So, is Bai Yu’s gnashing tone of voice showing concern about this appellation?
Indeed, from ancient times to today, women have always been very concerned about matters of age and seniority——
Her mind was dizzy, her whole body felt like it was on fire, incredibly wanting to scream, yet her spirit platform still retained some clarity, reminding Song Xuyi that all of this was a dream she imagined……
With the thought of only this once and never dreaming again, some words that are usually unspeakable were easily spoken at this time.
“Because you are too beautiful and too excellent,” Song Xuyi raised her head, gasping to avoid Bai Yu’s lips, seriously looking at Bai Yu: “I like you in my heart, but I fear you might feel disgusted with me because of my affection, so I deliberately drew a chasm of identity between us in my heart, but this seems to be of no use, I still like you very much…”
“This cannot be blamed on me, only on you for being too good-looking and too heart-stirring…”
Song Xuyi only wanted to confide in her dream matters she couldn’t express in reality, and this indeed was her dream. In the dream, after Bai Yu heard her confession, she not only wasn’t disgusted but even seemed extremely happy. Bai Yu’s beautiful eyes suddenly became more dazzling than the stars, making the tear mole below her eye look more charming and captivating than usual. Song Xuyi’s words were still unfinished when Bai Yu interrupted her: “Xuyi, I’m not as good as you think.”
“My liking for you is a hundred times your liking for me—”
“But you only need to have a little bit of affection for me,” she spoke softly, as if suddenly relieved of something, lowering her brows and eyes: “As long as you care for me, I will always appear before you as I am now.”
At this moment, Song Xuyi inexplicably had a feeling: if Bai Yu was previously a sheathed dagger hiding sharpness inside, then now Bai Yu has already had all her edges and corners smoothed away, willingly becoming a soft long whip wrapped around her own hand.
Looking at Bai Yu’s lowered eyes appearance, Song Xuyi’s words caught in her throat, and inexplicably she leaned over, kissing Bai Yu’s eye—
After that, everything began to be out of control.
Perhaps Song Xuyi no longer had the energy to control this dream, and after one night, no matter how much Song Xuyi begged for mercy, Bai Yu did not let her off.
The next day, Song Xuyi felt extremely strange upon getting up.
Clearly, after having a whole night of shameless dreaming, Song Xuyi originally thought she would be very tired the next day. However, after waking up, Song Xuyi was surprised: her body not only did not feel tired, but she was also unprecedentedly clear-minded, and there was even spiritual power faintly lingering in her lower abdomen.
It should be noted that Song Xuyi had only just started cultivation for over a month, and in this era of technological development, metaphysics has declined, and even veteran metaphysical masters rarely reach the level of accumulating spiritual power.
What happened?
Song Xuyi was extremely confused as she got out of bed, not expecting to immediately face Bai Yu’s smiling face.
Bai Yu stood at the doorway with a smile, looking at her, without knowing how long she had been watching.
Shouldn’t Bai Yu be indifferent and distant from her? How could…
Song Xuyi’s first reaction was that she was still dreaming. Remembering the various oppressed and angry memories of last night, Song Xuyi subconsciously felt a pain in her waist and simply stopped struggling, once again lying down on the bed, spreading her arms, revealing an expression like a heroic sacrifice: “Come on! You… you must be gentle—”
Bai Yu’s expression was momentarily shocked, her eyes darkened a bit, but her smile appeared even more gentle. She gently leaned down and touched Song Xuyi’s cheek: “Xuyi, why are you still talking nonsense, are you not yet sober from the wine?”
?!
The familiar tingling sensation transmitted from Bai Yu’s fingertips, causing Song Xuyi to shiver uncontrollably. Looking at Bai Yu, who was wearing celestial master attire and appeared cold and transcendent, no longer with the enchanting and charming appearance from the dream, she suddenly realized: this… this is not her own dream!
Song Xuyi froze in place, her face becoming extremely red for a moment, only wanting to find a crack to hide in—
Fortunately, Bai Yu, as always, was understanding. She didn’t further question the meaning of Song Xuyi’s words and considerately told Song Xuyi that it was time to get up and have breakfast, then exited the room.
Song Xuyi escaped into the bathroom, spending a long time before calming down again.
And on this day, Bai Yu returned to her previous gentle elegance, even smiling more when facing Song Xuyi, as if the previous indifference was only Song Xuyi’s illusion.
What exactly is she thinking? Did she not notice her own covetousness towards her?
Song Xuyi couldn’t calm down at all, and for the first time, she became distracted during her review.
This was a rare time in the day not spent with Bai Yu. Bai Yu knew Song Xuyi’s review was extremely important and usually would considerately and voluntarily not appear in Song Xuyi’s sight. However, at other times, facing Bai Yu’s face, which was so beautiful that it made sunlight pale in comparison, Song Xuyi felt she simply couldn’t think calmly.
The more Song Xuyi thought, the more she felt that everything was permeated with strangeness, but she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was strange at the moment. She wanted to discuss it with the system, but the usually talkative system, like an old monk in meditation, indicated everything was just Song Xuyi overthinking—
Even though she couldn’t see the system’s expression, the system’s unusual behavior still aroused Song Xuyi’s suspicion.
It seemed like the system had said before that Bai Yu… could threaten it?
Could the system’s unusualness be related to Bai Yu?
Song Xuyi vaguely perceived something but did not dare to delve deeply. After all, even if everything was indeed related to Bai Yu, given her unspeakable thoughts towards Bai Yu, she fundamentally did not dare to inquire about Bai Yu.
Song Xuyi could only collect her thoughts and bring her attention back to exam preparation.
This time, the study session was longer than usual. However, even if Song Xuyi procrastinated further, ultimately she still had to face Bai Yu.
Song Xuyi sighed in her heart, closed the book, and took out her phone to pass the time. She saw a message from the person in charge of the nearby city, which finally eased her complex mood somewhat, giving her the courage to face Bai Yu.
Yet Bai Yu seemed not to perceive Song Xuyi’s tangled mood and treated Song Xuyi more closely. She would even occasionally use a thoughtful gaze that Song Xuyi couldn’t bear, one that made her face red and heart beat fast. Once she met Bai Yu’s gaze, Song Xuyi felt shy and her legs went weak.
Extremely troubled at heart, Song Xuyi could only secretly recite the PDF that the online class teacher had sent her once again.
It was probably this version of the scripture that took effect, or maybe it was because Bai Yu seemed busy with something and rarely appeared these past two days, that Song Xuyi slept well for two consecutive nights, neither dreaming of Bai Yu coming to kiss her nor dreaming of more intimate activities.
Song Xuyi thus regained some confidence, feeling that given time, she could definitely restore a normal mindset towards Bai Yu.
On the third day, Song Xuyi received a delivery. Afraid of being discovered by Bai Yu, Song Xuyi used a shielding magic tool to hide the box under the bed.
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That night, Song Xuyi began to dream again.
When Song Xuyi fell asleep not long after, she arrived at a strange place—
This time, Song Xuyi found herself in a basement.
The basement was cold and gloomy, with four blue-green oil lamps burning in the corners.
In the center of the basement was a black lacquered coffin, on top of the coffin lid was a huge compass. The compass needle was twisted and broken, and it seemed to be stained with blood of unknown age, showing a dark hue.
On the ground beside the coffin, complex lines were drawn with blood-colored ink, forming an array that looked extremely unsettling.
In this world, the more lines an array has, the more difficult it is to draw, and it is obvious that these arrays are the work of a master.
Is the person lying inside this coffin a heinous criminal?
The compass symbolizes reincarnation, and breaking the compass needle is akin to severing the person’s reincarnation inside the coffin, which is an extremely malicious method. Song Xuyi had seen this in movies before, but never expected to encounter it in reality.
From the wall beside her came rustling noises, as if someone were banging on the wall… Song Xuyi looked up and suddenly found her heart filled with violence, with surging and rolling killing intent—
Song Xuyi suddenly awoke from the dream, her heart pounding, feeling as if something was slowly taking shape in her mind—
She recalled the plot summary she had seen.
In the plot summary, a coffin was unearthed at the Bai family’s construction site, beside the coffin was a man drained of blood, and inside the coffin was a woman of absolutely beautiful appearance.
A woman of absolutely beautiful appearance…
Song Xuyi bit her lower lip tightly. In her heart, the only person in this world worthy of those words was Bai Yu.
And in the dream, why did I have that violent desire to kill?
Since coming to this world, from beginning to end, the only person with whom I can share emotions is… only Bai Yu.
And the guardian deity is famously peaceful and unstained by dust…
I should have understood long ago — Bai Yu, who was stabbed through the chest and died an unjust death, would she really become a guardian deity?
The next morning, when Song Xuyi saw Bai Yu again, she couldn’t help but scrutinize Bai Yu’s complexion. For the past two days, her heart had been shy, not daring to observe Bai Yu closely, but at this moment, she carefully looked and discovered that Bai Yu’s complexion seemed to have become extremely pale.
“What’s wrong with you?”
As soon as the words were out, Song Xuyi pursed her lips. Even though she discovered that Bai Yu was likely not as she had imagined, Song Xuyi found herself seemingly even more distressed for Bai Yu, and couldn’t help but extend her hand: “Do you need to drink some blood?”
To Song Xuyi’s surprise, Bai Yu shook her head.
“I’m fine,” Bai Yu said with a gentle smile, looking at Song Xuyi: “Actually, my injury has almost healed.”
Song Xuyi was startled in her heart.
At this time, Bai Yu still appeared as gentle as ever, but Song Xuyi always felt something was different. She couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was different, but it seemed as though something within Bai Yu’s body was gradually disappearing—
Song Xuyi subconsciously wanted to inquire but found herself at a loss for words.
It was at this moment that Song Xuyi realized she was struggling to position her own stance:
She knew that Xia Tian and Bai Jin were also innocent and that she should try her best to save them. However, being trapped in a dark basement where her soul was tormented and deprived of an afterlife and fortune, and having fallen from a high celestial master to a vengeful ghost, Bai Yu was even more pitiable. Even if she wanted to take revenge on the family that had depended on her departed soul for a thousand years to suck her blood, it was understandable…
Song Xuyi pursed her lips and remained silent.
With a secret in her heart, Song Xuyi was somewhat absent-minded for the rest of the day while learning metaphysics from Bai Yu. Bai Yu corrected her movements several times, and after experiencing that tingling sensation several times, Song Xuyi dared not lose focus again and quickly gathered her concentration.
Song Xuyi didn’t notice the thoughtful gaze Bai Yu cast upon her.
In the evening, probably due to her suspicions about Bai Yu’s identity, Song Xuyi couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off about the techniques Bai Yu taught her. She finally went to a metaphysics forum to ask questions. She uploaded several sections of the spells Bai Yu had taught her, claiming she found them in an ancient family book and wanted to inquire about their purpose. She didn’t expect that within half an hour, her question would attract a current grandmaster in the field of metaphysics—
【!!! Young friend, where did these incantations come from?!! Their intricacy is rare in the world! If this old man is not mistaken, this is a rare dual cultivation method! But this method is indeed quite beneficial to the human body, allowing both participants to progress…】
Song Xuyi dared not read further into the lengthy metaphysical analysis.
She turned off the screen, her face red, as her mind connected everything: why her progress had been so fast, why she always dreamed of Bai Yu kissing her, why Bai Yu’s injuries recovered after she had that dream… because dual cultivation is divided into spiritual cultivation and physical cultivation, and she… indeed had that kind of relationship with Bai Yu.
Song Xuyi’s mind was in chaos, and she felt she could no longer face Bai Yu. She took a deep breath, set down her phone, put on her clothes, and went downstairs, using the excuse of having had a nightmare to send Father Song away, and spent the night sleeping with Mother Song.
To avoid worrying Mother Song, Song Xuyi closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, yet her mind was awake, filled with chaos, with various thoughts rising and falling…
What Song Xuyi didn’t know was that the phone she placed by her bedside disappeared for a while and only reappeared much later.
Song Xuyi struggled throughout the night, and the next day she finally made up her mind.
Not to mention the grievances between Bai Yu and the Bai family, that blood-drained tomb robber was innocent. Although he had thoughts he shouldn’t have, the law should be the one to punish him, not an unclear death in the tunnel.
However, Song Xuyi remembered the noise from last night; that tomb robber probably could reach the basement within these two days.
Also, for some reason, Bai Yu did not appear before Song Xuyi the entire day.
Song Xuyi felt a sense of relief: at this moment, she actually didn’t know how to face Bai Yu, so this was just right.
That day, Song Xuyi entered the metaphysics forum again. It seemed the forum members were very interested in Song Xuyi, and they withheld nothing from her. Song Xuyi quickly found the answers she wanted.
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In the evening, Song Xuyi picked up the box she had hidden under her bed, using the excuse that she left something at the apartment, and didn’t let the Song family’s driver take her; she took a taxi back to the city herself.
By this time, it was already New Year’s Eve.
The streets were decorated with lights and looked extremely festive. Song Xuyi bypassed the noise all the way and arrived at the entrance of the Bai family’s old residence.
Song Xuyi pushed open the door of the Bai family’s old residence.
Combining the plot summary with her understanding of the Bai family, Song Xuyi quickly guessed the location of the basement: under the Bai family’s ancestral hall.
Song Xuyi searched in the ancestral hall for a while. In a certain lifetime, she had learned about mecha, and very quickly discovered the traces of a mechanism on the floor—
After pressing the mechanism, a tunnel appeared in front of Song Xuyi.
Holding the box, Song Xuyi turned on her phone’s light and walked down the tunnel. The basement looked exactly as it had appeared in her dream.
Fortunately, it seemed the tomb robber also wanted to celebrate the festival, as there was no noise of digging coming from the walls at this time.
Song Xuyi breathed a sigh of relief and sat down against the stairs.
Logically, by coming here, it means she already knows, and Bai Yu should come out and explain everything clearly to her. However, for some reason, Bai Yu still hadn’t appeared, and Song Xuyi was extremely bored, watching time pass little by little, her gaze involuntarily falling on the coffin in the center of the tomb chamber—
What kind of state is Bai Yu in inside the coffin?
Song Xuyi’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened. Biting her lower lip, she slowly walked closer to the coffin. When her hand touched the top of the coffin, her hand was suddenly grasped by someone—
Bai Yu, with head lowered, stood beside Song Xuyi and softly said, “Don’t look, ugly!”
Even with extremely complex emotions, Song Xuyi didn’t expect Bai Yu to still be anxious about appearance at this moment and couldn’t help but laugh out loud: “No matter what, you are the best looking, never ugly.”
Bai Yu’s gaze lowered, with her head down, she did not speak.
Thinking of everything she had experienced, the smile at Song Xuyi’s mouth gradually faded away.
In an instant, the atmosphere between the two became extremely stagnant.
“Bai Yu—”
“Xuyi—”
Thinking of the purpose of her visit, Song Xuyi took a deep breath and gathered the courage to speak, but she didn’t expect both of them to start speaking at the same time.
“You go first!” Song Xuyi was about to be modest when she heard Bai Yu say.
This wasn’t the time to argue about who should go first.
Song Xuyi, no longer being courteous, lowered her head and handed the box in her hand to Bai Yu: “Inside here is the dagger that hurt you. I was afraid that if it fell into the hands of someone with ill intent, it would be used to harm you, so I bought it back. I believe you will know how to handle it…”
Bai Yu’s originally dim eyes seemed to be ignited in that instant, suddenly brightening.
Song Xuyi, her heart in a panic, didn’t notice the change in Bai Yu’s gaze. The next words became difficult to say, but she forced herself to continue: “If your body needs to wake up, I willingly stay to let you suck my blood. Just control it a little bit, and don’t drain me completely; leave me a breath, okay?” Song Xuyi originally didn’t want to cry, but somehow tears just flowed down: “You, such a good person, shouldn’t bear all this. You should be the most virtuous metaphysics founder—”
After accepting the fact that Bai Yu had become an evil ghost, Song Xuyi went to the metaphysics forum to inquire about evil ghosts. She always felt that even if Bai Yu turned into an evil ghost, she was wronged with a culprit, and wouldn’t kill innocent tomb robbers or harm innocent workers as in the plot summary. The people in the metaphysics forum told her: “An evil ghost, after being awakened, will crave fresh blood. Once it harms a life without restraint, it will be controlled by resentment, completely losing reason, and becoming a monster acting only on instinct.”
Song Xuyi then understood that in the plot summary, the tomb robber disturbed Bai Yu’s body and was drained of blood by Bai Yu, which is why Bai Yu would later become a murderous evil ghost.
According to Bai Yu’s pride, she definitely would not choose to become an evil ghost, but could Bai Yu put down her resentment against the Bai family… and promise not to cause any murders?
After Bai Yu knew Song Xuyi also liked her, Bai Yu made up her mind: to pretend for a lifetime to be the person Song Xuyi liked, turning herself into a real guardian deity.
So, after the spiritual cultivation with Song Xuyi for two days, Bai Yu no longer got close to Song Xuyi. On one hand, it was to give Song Xuyi time to accept being close to her, and on the other hand, Bai Yu began to prepare to transform herself into a real guardian deity.
There was no precedent for this in history, but Bai Yu was the most genius metaphysics master. She devised a method: attach her soul to her body in the basement, connect with the power of heaven and earth to live again for a moment, and then hold the guardian deity’s ceremony…
But this method was extremely painful, akin to pulling muscles and peeling skin, and very few could endure it.
Bai Yu believed she could endure it: as long as there was Xuyi, who loved her in this world, she would surely survive and grow old together with her.
Bai Yu did not expect that, while she was preparing the ceremony, Xuyi somehow discovered her evil ghost identity—
Moreover, she discovered under Xuyi’s bed the only dagger in the world that could kill her.
Xuyi must hate me! I shamelessly deceived her, so she found the dagger to kill me…
For the first time, Bai Yu did not dare to appear in front of Song Xuyi. She followed invisibly behind Song Xuyi, watching as Song Xuyi sat conflicted in the basement, and finally got up to walk towards the coffin…
Was she about to take action?
Bai Yu knew she was shameless and originally should not receive Xuyi’s forgiveness, but by some curious chance, Bai Yu still revealed herself.
She wanted to beg Song Xuyi, wanted to tell her she would become a real guardian deity, wanted to ask if she could forgive her, yet did not expect Xuyi found the dagger not to kill her. She was still shedding tears for her out of heartache, even though she didn’t know why Xuyi thought she wanted to suck blood and harm people. Clearly, she and Xuyi had established a symbiotic relationship, and after their spiritual cultivation, her injuries had already recovered…
But everything Xuyi showed indicated one thing: she still cared about her, even though she knew she was an evil ghost.
Bai Yu’s throat choked, and even though she had no heartbeat, her chest felt a burst of warmth. She originally wanted to say she would never suck human blood and would agree to everything Xuyi said, but seeing Song Xuyi’s tearful face, realizing these were tears shed for her, an inexplicable shiver rose in her heart, and her words changed—
“I need a truly loving wife,” the evil ghost’s darkness wantonly occupied her heart at this moment, and Bai Yu heard herself speak in a deep voice, staring intently at Song Xuyi’s cheeks, her fingers beside her body involuntarily clenching: “—to enter dual cultivation with me, grow old together, never betray for eternity.”
“Xuyi, are you really willing?”
“I am willing.” Facing her nervous gaze, her crying, hiccuping little wife, with red cheeks, softly answered.
This was the most beautiful sound Bai Yu had heard in her lifetime.
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Behind her little wife was the eerie basement, with Bai Yu’s obscure and dark past lying in the coffin, while the bright eyes of her little wife led to Bai Yu’s most yearned-for bright future.
After Song Xuyi came out, she reported to the police, and very soon the police arrested the tomb robber.
Song Xuyi then fulfilled her wish to enter graduate studies, dedicating herself to the research of metaphysics and energy relationships. She published many influential books, always signed as: Song Xuyi and her wife, yet no one ever knew who Song Xuyi’s wife was.
Song Xuyi also developed a very strong connection with the metaphysics alliance. She provided many simple yet powerful metaphysics methods to the alliance. Grateful for her contributions, the metaphysics alliance bought the Bai family’s old house and gave it to her.
Afterwards, Song Xuyi always lived in the Bai family’s old house. As she grew older, Song Xuyi began to live a more reclusive life, and those who saw her in her old age were all shocked: although she was over eighty, Song Xuyi looked not much different from when she was thirty.
Bai Yu always stayed by Song Xuyi’s side.
When she had lived over a hundred years and sensed her lifespan was ending, Song Xuyi walked into the basement and nestled beside Bai Yu’s body. Bai Yu used her last spiritual power to start a big fire, completely burning everything.
In the last moment of life, Bai Yu thought of a dream she once had, a dream without Song Xuyi. In that dream, Bai Yu killed the tomb robber who tried to defile her corpse, and after several years of silence, became a terrifying fierce ghost, turning the whole world upside down.
Bai Yu knew Song Xuyi had many secrets, such as the disappearance of Song Xuyi’s soul at this time, and the little spirit in her mind…
But no matter where Xuyi went, she would find her again… and then, fall in love again.
The author has something to say:
This small world ends here.
Next small world:
Righteous heroine who punishes traitors and eliminates evil X scheming undercover villain
I wonder if the little cuties like the combination of the zombie king villain plundering the little beloved wife Xuyi, hey~
LP: Re-translated on September 27, 2024
” .. and her wife” OMG this too cute im 😫🫰
This story was so cute!
This story was so cute!
” .. and her wife” OMG this too cute im 😫🫰