Chapter 1805 - Face-slapping, Act Four (5)

“Here we are,” the white fairy said in satisfaction. “Behind this door is the resurrection spot for the ghosts of the netherworld, and there’s a spring inside called the Spirit Spring.”

Feng Wu nodded and pushed the bronze door open.

She walked inside to find a roomful of ghosts staring at them.

Feng Wu didn’t know what to say.

The ghosts were astonished as well.

Qiuling’s face lost all color, and she froze on the spot.

The white fairy said, “Go inside.”

Feng Wu was about to go in, but Qiuling grabbed her sleeve and stopped her.

The ghosts simply looked horrendous. Some had meter-long tongues hanging out of their mouths, some only had half their faces left, and some... Each one looked more frightening than the next.

Just like the white fairy said, there was a pool of clear water inside, and it was bubbling, as if it was boiling.

The white fairy said, “This is the resurrection pool for the ghosts, but to a human with the Ultimate Yin Body, this is a place that can change them completely. Apart from turning her body into a real Ultimate Yin Body —”

“What else can it do?” Feng Wu knew that the white fairy was going to tell her something very important.

The white fairy was very serious when she looked at Feng Wu. “It’ll also improve her cultivation ability greatly. It won’t be just one or two levels. She can...”

“She can what?” Feng Wu clenched her fists and asked excitedly.

The white fairy said, “Because she’s only a Level 9 Spiritual Master now, she can improve a lot. As for how many levels she’ll gain, it’ll depend on how much she can take.”

“Are you saying that she’ll be in a lot of pain?” Feng Wu frowned.

The white fairy said, “Yes, very much.”

After a pause, the white fairy added, “It’s going to be painful as hell, like walking on knives and swimming in boiling oil.”

Feng Wu frowned.

The thought alone gave her the creeps.

The description quite vividly depicted the level of pain.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The white fairy smirked. “The pain of going into the Spirit Spring will be even more intense than that. But the benefits are also very noticeable. The longer she can stay inside, the more improvements she will make. I’ll let you think about it.”

Feng Wu frowned.

Even she couldn’t take the pain, let alone Qiuling.

“Miss?” Qiuling was confused.

She couldn’t hear the conversation between Feng Wu and the white fairy, so she had no idea what was going on.

“No.” Feng Wu shook her head at the white fairy. “Qiuling can’t take pain. She cries even when she pricks her finger when she’s sewing. There’s no way she can take this. No, I give up.”

The white fairy smirked without saying a word.

Qiuling still looked bewildered when Feng Wu took her hand to lead her away.

She was as obedient as ever and was going to go wherever Feng Wu took her.

They almost reached the threshold, when the white fairy asked sarcastically, “Are you going to make the decision for her without asking for her opinion?”

Feng Wu shook her head. “She won’t be able to take the pain.”

The white fairy smirked. “You’re not her. How do you know that?”

Feng Wu said, “I...”

The white fairy stared at Feng Wu. “Hate can sometimes be very powerful, and so can love.

“You killed Zuo Qingyu for her, and we don’t know if Jun Wuxia will live. That’s already a lot of trouble.”