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Journey to the End of the Night

Chapter 592: 547

Author: North Liao
updatedAt: 2025-09-14

Chapter 592: 547

Baili An tossed the incense he had been holding and said to her, “I think you should be in a hurry to cry, as it is. I advise you not to attend the Monarch’s Return Banquet in a few days.”

Ning Feiyan’s gaze darkened and her usual composure slipped a little, revealing layers of gloom, “Today she has issued an order. If I don’t attend the Monarch’s Return Banquet, it’s tantamount to defying a royal command, which is the same as a death sentence. She simply wants to grant me a long, painful process of waiting for death, which is even more unbearable than facing the punishment of death directly. I understand the death trap is difficult to escape, but so what? Even if I find myself with no way out and calamities befall me, it’s fitting for my sins to never transcend life and death until the end comes my way, isn’t it?”

She clenched the pillow tightly and sneered proudly, “As long as the blood in my bones flows, as long as I can still feel pain, I will never give up on myself. I am determined to survive and show those people.”

The eyes of Ning Feiyan seemed to hold an undying torch, as if there was nothing in this world that could extinguish that shine.

Baili An gazed at her intently. Although he did not like Ning Feiyan’s way of doing things—as they were too ruthless and indifferent, treating everything that came into her hands as just ‘useful’ or ‘disposable’—the undying spirit in her eyes truly touched him.

He lowered his eyes, his fingertips gently caressing the edge of his sleeve cuff, and said, “Based on my guess, your original plan was to challenge Erhe Zangxin and rise to the ranks of the higher Demon Generals of Mohe, thus breaking free from Mi Lu’s control over your mission.”

Ning Feiyan said, “I found his weakness in the Xuanting Cavern.”

Baili An’s gaze lightly swept over her back and said, “But I don’t think you’ll be able to heal your wounds and fully recover your strength in these few days to stand against him.”

“Yes, I suppose I’ll just wait another hundred years,” said Ning Feiyan in an indifferent tone, as if the failure of her careful scheme didn’t leave a ripple in her heart. “Although I detest the idea of marriage, with Mi Lu’s current state, he is not in any capacity to sacrifice me. To engage in a nominal marriage and give him a false sense of sweetness, and then to endure another hundred years isn’t too difficult. As for those Demon Generals under the Seventy-Two Prison Law, if they come after me, I am not without countermeasures. Although I have to start over, I have always been very patient.”

Baili An’s motion of caressing the sleeve cuff paused for a moment, then he looked up and said, “I didn’t realize that getting married was such a simple matter.”

Ning Feiyan laughed ambiguously.

Baili An fetched a clean, soft towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead, saying in a calm voice, “If you don’t like it, why force yourself?”

Ning Feiyan found him naive to the extreme and laughed, “If someone restricts every aspect of your identity and status from the beginning, and you are predestined to offer up everything to him as your mission and duty, what would you do if you were in my shoes?”

Baili An looked at her seriously and said, “I would make it very tough for him, immensely tough, so he would never dare to harbor any more ideas. As for the mission, what’s wrong with breaking such an unpleasant mission that is forced upon someone?”

Ning Feiyan smiled flirtatiously, “So that means, you are willing to keep helping me?”

Baili An threw the towel on her face, “Are you a fox who pilfers feathers from passing geese?”

“Alright, alright, don’t be mad. I have something nice for you, consider it an advance payment,” she said.

Ning Feiyan strained to reach towards the small hidden wallet by her waistline, but as she moved, the wound on her back split open, fresh blood trickling along her waistline and wetting the bed.

Baili An quickly pressed down on her shoulder and pulled out the wallet himself. Opening it, he found, to his surprise, a Ghost Grass inside!

This was an item from Ghost Mountain. Baili An remembered that Miss Yin Baishuang had entered the Ghost Mountain for this very grass, only for the Ghost Grass within the realm to be unintentionally destroyed by Ying Xiu. Later on, they had only succeeded in picking one in the Bronze Gate.

Ning Feiyan actually had a Ghost Grass.

She smiled lightly at him and said, “You should know what this grass is used for, right?”

Baili An nodded, feeling a touch of excitement, “Yes, it can help Yin ghosts recover their sense of taste.”

Of course, it was also useful for corpse demons.

“This is something I specifically snatched for you. Not long after leaving Xianling City, I encountered Su Jing and Yin Baishuang, the two Misses of the Immortal families fighting over this grass. Both suffered significant injuries, which made it a good opportunity for an ambush, and I easily got my hands on it.”

“It’s a bit of a pity; I should have been able to kill them both, but Miss Cangwu of Cangwu Palace played a good chess piece and managed to escape with them. She is a very interesting person too. I thought she would be the one who wanted Su Jing dead the most in this world but unexpectedly, when she left, she still dared to audaciously use the spatial powers of Moqi Hall, despite the risk, and took Su Jing with her.”

The light smile on Baili An’s face slowly faded as he looked at Ning Feiyan with deep black eyes, asking, “Were they both seriously injured?”

“They won’t die, but they’re not in good shape either,” Ning Feiyan said with a somewhat casual tone. “When Yin Baishuang took Su Jing away, she must have been backlashed by Prison Law. Without three to five years, I’m afraid she won’t be able to recover. Su Jing also acted in an incomprehensible manner, even blocking the fatal strike of the Bone Ye Demon Butterfly for Yin Baishuang.”

“If she doesn’t properly retreat and detoxify, once the witchcraft of the Demon Butterfly invades her Spirit Root, she would also end up controlled by the Demon Powder and rendered useless in the future.”

Baili An impassively put the Ghost Grass away carefully into the Bi Sheng Jade.

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