Chapter 50
When Liu Haoyu learned that there might be a way to save Qin Liu, he was surprisingly calm.
He was even frighteningly calm.
His eyes were like a gambler betting everything, unwilling to just watch powerlessly, even if it meant risking his own life.
So he wrote again.
“Give me the method.”
Seeing Liu Haoyu’s determined gaze, the Black Book answered after a few seconds.
“The one who tied the knot must untie it.”
“The altar on Ye Shangfeng gathers the spiritual energy of the entire spirit vein.”
“Although it was what closed Qin Liu’s black coffin, it might also bring you unexpected help.”
“The intensity of that spiritual power is actually enough to reactivate the black coffin and keep Qin Liu alive again.”
“But you don’t currently know how to activate the black coffin, nor do you understand its core.”
“Therefore, even with the spiritual energy from the Ye Shangfeng spirit vein, it’s difficult to do anything…”
Looking at himself on the Black Book, Liu Haoyu thought for a moment and continued to write on it.
“Qin Liu has lost her memory and does not understand the structure of the black coffin at this time. The only person who knows the black coffin is Gu Qianyang.”
“But this old bastard is better at hiding than a turtle, and there’s not even a trace of him.”
Facing Liu Haoyu’s words, the Black Book remained silent for a few seconds before writing again.
“Your abilities have limits.”
“With your strength, even if you encountered Gu Qianyang, you wouldn’t be able to defeat him.”
“But besides Gu Qianyang, I have another method here.”
“However, this requires you to go to Ye Shangfeng again and take control of that altar.”
“After that, just hand it over to me.”
Although he didn’t know what the method the Black Book mentioned was, its reply pointed him in a direction.
Indeed, the altar on Ye Shangfeng had shut down the formation of the black coffin, but if he could find a way to activate it, perhaps he could keep Qin Liu alive.
However… this seemed to be a superficial solution.
No wonder the Black Book advised him to give up.
But he had no other choice.
“Hoo…”
Liu Haoyu walked out of the ward, and Deng Xiaolin, who was waiting outside, came forward and asked.
“Hao-ge, how is Sister-in-law?”
“She’s fine, but I’ll need to trouble you to take care of her for me next.”
Deng Xiaolin was very familiar with Liu Haoyu’s character. With such a heavy tone, he was definitely going to do something.
So, the young girl asked.
“Hao-ge, where are you going?”
“Ye Shangfeng.”
———-
That night, a man in a black trench coat appeared at the foot of Ye Shangfeng.
The time was midnight, the best time to enter the hidden world of Ye Shangfeng.
And this person was Liu Haoyu.
The man stood at the foot of the stairs leading up to Ye Shangfeng, looked up at the mountain shrouded in the night for a long time, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
It was very cold on Ye Shangfeng at night; Liu Haoyu could even see his own breath turning into white mist.
The cold mountain wind occasionally blew like ice blades, cutting across the man’s face.
He took a deep drag of the cigarette, the taste of tobacco particularly pungent in the cold air.
Before, Old Mr. Wu had accompanied him up the mountain, but now… he was alone again.
And he knew that tonight’s journey would not be easy.
But he had no choice.
“Hoo…”
Liu Haoyu slowly exhaled a thick puff of smoke, the white mist gradually dissipating under the moonlight.
Without Qin Liu by his side, Ye Shangfeng exuded a very strong sense of strangeness.
The whistling mountain wind sounded like the howls of countless fierce ghosts.
After stomping out the cigarette butt, Liu Haoyu immediately took out the Black Book.
“In the end, I still have to rely on you, my good brother…”
“No, no, take that ‘good brother’ label off me.”
Liu Haoyu ignored the blood-red text appearing on the Black Book.
He naturally didn’t come empty-handed.
He was fully prepared.
Not only had he prepared a large number of Zhenlei Talismans, but he had also acquired a Soul Extinguishing Nail again.
Looking at the black nail in his hand, Liu Haoyu asked the Black Book.
“Did you fix it?”
“Impossible,” the Black Book wrote. “This is my limited stock.”
“Why isn’t this thing mass-produced?”
In response, the Black Book let out a disdainful sound.
“You say that, as if we don’t want to mass-produce it,”
“You don’t know how difficult the materials to make these Soul Extinguishing Nails are to obtain.”
“In the Underworld, where everything relies on what’s burned from the Human World, do you really think there’s a factory that can make these things?”
“Then consider me as having said nothing.”
Liu Haoyu shrugged and began to walk up the mountain.
With his previous experience of ascending the mountain, Liu Haoyu was now familiar with the way.
Not long after, he passed through the mine tunnel and arrived in the hidden world.
Liu Haoyu quickened his pace towards the dry well on the mountain.
As he went deeper, the pale green mist became denser, and the atmosphere around him began to turn bizarre.
“Rustle rustle…”
A faint sound came from within the deadwood, as if something in the shadows was spying on him.
Liu Haoyu paused, and at that moment, a black shadow suddenly sprang out from behind the deadwood in front of him and lunged at him.
Not only this, but numerous black shadows appeared from all directions.
These were the lonely souls and wandering ghosts lingering at the borderland of life and death.
They let out sharp, strange cries, their crimson eyes revealing a craving for flesh and blood.
However, Liu Haoyu was not flustered at all when he saw them. He calmly reached into his pocket and, under the gaze of these wandering souls and ghosts… slowly pulled out an embroidered shoe.
“Damn it! Eat shit!”
The embroidered shoe hit the foreheads of these black shadows fiercely.
This seemingly weak embroidered shoe, as if it had dozens of nails at the sole, instantly made the black shadows let out sharp screams, and within three seconds, their souls scattered.
“With this power, why would I need a fire axe?”
Liu Haoyu sighed with emotion.
“Aren’t you afraid of it being dirty…”
Before the Black Book’s complaint was finished, Liu Haoyu said quickly.
“There’s no smell.”
“?” The Black Book drew a sweating emoji on its page. “As if you’ve smelled it before?”
“The point isn’t whether I’ve smelled it or not, the point is that this shoe really has no smell, absolutely no smell! Believe me, smell it.”
Saying that, Liu Haoyu tried to place the embroidered shoe onto the Black Book.
“Don’t come near me!”
The Black Book let out a sharp explosive sound, and then tightly closed its pages.
Like a closed clamshell, no matter how Liu Haoyu pried, he couldn’t open it.
“It really has no smell…” Seeing the Black Book’s resistance, Liu Haoyu couldn’t help but mutter, “Hmm… it even smells a little nice.”
“Slap!”
The embroidered shoe hit Liu Haoyu’s face.
