Otherworldly Desert Dust

However, Wu Hen did not find this exciting at all.

During the embroidery ball throwing segment, Wu Hen clearly saw the Ghost Bride facing away from everyone, but when she lifted the veil to speak with Mingyi, her face was directly facing them!

What kind of girl can have her back to her groom while smiling at you? Her head is on backward!

So, even though her jade back and tempting curves were facing him, Wu Hen immediately realized that the Ghost Bride was staring at him!

"How can I get rid of her?"

"Once I absorb this Yuan You, I won’t be at a disadvantage even after battling this female fairy hundreds of times."

"Spirits generally have their own rules. First, use my wits. If that fails, then use force."

Wu Hen’s mind was racing. Dealing with these evil spirits in the Desert Dust was a strategic game. If he found himself at a disadvantage, he definitely couldn’t rely on brute force.

He needed to be subtle and strategic!

The goal was to securely absorb this Yuan You, not to necessarily kill the Ghost Bride!

Once this goal was clear, Wu Hen quickly came up with a plan.

He leaned against the nearby wall, then revealed a mysterious smile.

"Bride sister, since you said you wanted me to get a good look at you, but you’re always facing away from me, how can I see all of you? You should turn around and let me see if it makes sense," Wu Hen said to the Ghost Bride.

"But don’t all men prefer the backside?" The Ghost Bride asked, a little puzzled.

"I’m different. I want both sides. Since you and your mother are so pleased with me, you also need to consider whether I’m pleased with you. If you just lie there and people ask why you’re lying down, I’ll lose face if we get married!" Wu Hen began his eloquent speech.

If he could solve it with words, why resort to violence?

The Ghost Bride, hearing this, found some logic in his words.

Perhaps, confident in her own beauty, she slowly turned her body so Wu Hen could admire her proud figure!

"Not bad, you make a good point, but I’m very detail-oriented. The proportions need to be perfect. Don’t move and let me appreciate you slowly," Wu Hen said to the Ghost Bride.

The Ghost Bride stood with her legs straight but swayed slightly.

Facing others directly seemed to make her a bit uneasy.

But considering the reasonable request for marriage, she didn’t overthink it.

"Very good, very good. At first glance, one can see you have perfect collarbones where small fish could swim... And this petite waist—like delicate willows swaying in the wind. You must be skilled in song and dance to have such flexibility. And as for these long jade legs, as if they’re destined to take life... Ah, such beauty makes me thirsty. If only I had some wine to inspire my poetry to serenade the lady," Wu Hen said.

"You, my lord, can write poetry?" The Ghost Bride’s eyes lit up beneath the veil.

"Of course. But poetry and a beautiful woman, with only one thing missing..." Wu Hen sighed deeply.

"Didn’t you take a jar of fine wine when you left my house?" The Ghost Bride said with a sweet smile.

"Ah, all my talents lie in the wine. I can’t spoil this elegant mood. Let me empty it and compose a poem for you, my lady!" Wu Hen boldly started his con.

The Ghost Bride said no more, quietly waiting for him to savor the wine, looking forward to his next compliment.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp~~~~~"

Wu Hen opened his mouth wide, drinking the Yuan You Old Wine like a Taotie.

The old wine was rich and pure. As soon as he drank it, he felt warm currents circulating inside him, as if a high-level cultivation technique was invigorating his inner strength.

The process wasn’t too long but did require some time to digest.

The Ghost Bride waited beside him, growing a bit anxious.

Wu Hen burped, his face turning slightly red from the alcohol.

The Yuan You Wine indeed had the effects of alcohol. After drinking it, he felt more energized. Not just facing one Ghost Bride, even if her mother joined in, Wu Hen wouldn’t be afraid!

"Where’s the poem?" The Ghost Bride asked.

"I’ll sing it to you!"

"Hee hee!"

"Just crossed a few mountains, and over a few rivers~"

Wu Hen raised his hand, and a Nine-toothed Nail Rake, faintly glowing with lightning, slowly appeared.

"That’s not praising me," the Ghost Bride began to show signs of impatience.

"Listen to me as I continue!" Wu Hen’s body shook, and the rake in his hand shone brightly as he sang loudly:

"Having just caught a few monsters, and subdued some demons, why are there so many evil spirits? Take this rake from me, old pig!!!"

With these words, Wu Hen unleashed astonishing power, as if possessed by a Saint Buddha, decisively striking the back of the Ghost Bride’s head!

"Who are you calling evil spirits? You... shameless scoundrel!!" The Ghost Bride shook with rage, abandoning her grace, lifted the veil, and prepared to fight this rogue!

When the veil was lifted, Wu Hen saw the back of the Ghost Bride’s head.

Strangely, the back of her head opened like a lid, revealing a gory mouth that bit down on Wu Hen’s Nine-toothed Nail Rake!

Wu Hen was horrified.

So, the Ghost Bride had her real mouth on the back of her head. No wonder she could face away while eating!

Such a demure and appealing facade, yet truly grotesque and abnormal, unlike an above-the-waist dignified little girl. At least their skirts were proper!

Her small back of the head, yet with an absurdly large mouth that could bite down on the rake, exuding great strength to fling Wu Hen away.

Having reached the Second Rank Physique, Wu Hen’s body coordination had improved.

After being flung away, he twisted mid-air, mitigating the Ghost Bride’s brute force, and immediately summoned his Nine-toothed Nail Rake back to his hand!

"Little Yi, sword, not your nonsense!"

"Now’s not the time for messing around!"

Wu Hen was also very dissatisfied with the Nine-toothed Nail Rake.

He had commanded it to become the fiercest weapon.

Little Yi instinctively turned into this thing...

Admit it, the attack power wasn’t bad. The Ghost Bride had bitten it but still trembled fiercely.

"I thought you were unique, but you’re just like those vile men. I’ll make you my new garment!" The Ghost Bride’s voice carried resentment and anger.

"Heh heh, don’t act all innocent. Even those girls in the Lan Building aren’t as frequent as you. I don’t know what gives you confidence in your looks. Act like this in run-down temples flirting with passerby bandits and they’ll find you coarse and unrefined. Ever read Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio? Know Little Qian? Can you learn from her? We don’t despise you for being a ghost. Female ghosts have standards too!" Wu Hen wielded his heavy Nine-toothed Nail Rake with a righteous air.

The Ghost Bride was fuming, her ghostly body even colder!

Even as a ghost she still suffered this PUA treatment!

"I’ll chop you to pieces!" The Ghost Bride was out of words, only filled with murderous intent.

Ghostly aura surged, scattering the Yin Ants in terror as the Ghost Bride’s body moved strangely, quickly reaching Wu Hen.

Terrifyingly, her head moved independently of her body.

Her head, having its own agenda, suddenly flew off, becoming a separate ghost head attacking Wu Hen from behind!

A simultaneous top-down strike!

"This ghost trick doesn’t scare me!"

"Little Yi, handle the head. I’ll hold off her body!"

With his Second Rank Physique, Wu Hen’s strength surged. Even against the Ghost Bride’s ghostly lunges, he held firm.

Little Yi, true to its nature, had its own understanding.

Facing a ball-like head, it turned into a baseball bat, bashing away at the Ghost Bride’s skull!

Wu Hen regretted it. When choosing weapons from his father’s safehouse, he shouldn’t have let Little Yi eat a baseball bat. Couldn’t it stab this ball head with a proper sword!

The Ghost Bride’s strong point was her head.

Despite Little Yi’s heavy blows, her head didn’t crack, as tough as steel.

Realizing her impressive defense, Wu Hen let Little Yi feint at her head, then struck her body full-force.

Testing if harming her body affected her head.

Little Yi and Wu Hen worked seamlessly. After pushing back her head, Little Yi turned into a Qilin thorn and returned to Wu Hen’s arm!

A stab pierced the Ghost Bride’s heart, causing a geyser of blood, transforming the vicinity into a crimson pool!

Her head hovered, trying to return, but her body, drained of blood, weakened.

"Thought you were something special, but you’re just padded up. Even ghosts care about this?" Wu Hen sneered at the shriveled ghost corpse, revealing its true form.

The Ghost Bride was humiliated and enraged.

Her head spun, releasing an all-devouring ghost realm.

Wu Hen didn’t confront it, wisely fled.

Little Yi sprouted Mystical Jade Silk on Wu Hen’s legs, transforming into jade shoes enhancing his speed.

Already fast with his Second Rank Physique, with the enhancements, he became a flash, swiftly crossing from one end of the alley to the other.

Though powerful, the Ghost Bride couldn’t catch up, her ghost realm engulfing only the Yin Ants like rubble soaring.

Wu Hen reached a long street, glancing back to see a blood-red dragon atop a roof, its lantern-like eyes scanning for prey...

Startled, Wu Hen dared not run down the long street!

The Dancing Lamp Yin Dragon preyed on powerful Spirit Awakeners, running there would make him its target!

The Ghost Bride’s head had caught up.

Horribly, it grabbed a dying female spiritual awakener, biting her head off, screwing its own ghostly head into her body!

This shocked Wu Hen.

The Ghost Bride could switch bodies at will!

He truly underestimated her!n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om