The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 416 - 420: Pen Fairy (19)

Chapter 416: Chapter 420: Pen Fairy (19)

Inside his Conscious Sea, he saw a man with a nondescript face, dressed in a long robe, hunched and cringing.

Under his astonishment, he couldn’t react and just stared dazedly at the person opposite him.

And as soon as that man saw him, he opened his mouth and lunged towards him.

Next, he tore with his hand and peeled away a jelly-like substance from his own body, then stuffed it into his mouth in a swallow.

He clearly felt his "body" lighten, then experienced a dizzying, excruciating pain.

Tasting the benefit, the man stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, seeming quite satisfied.

His manner was as sleazy as it could get.

The next round of tearing immediately began, and the man made a strange gesture. He was bound by an invisible force, completely unable to move.

As he watched the other’s mouth, big enough to swallow half his body, open to devour him, a wisp of dark smoke emerged from his forehead and twisted into a battle with the shadow.

When he regained consciousness again, he knew his body had been occupied by that man, or rather, the wild ghost.

That wild ghost had clearly intended to consume him, but it was the dark smoke that had saved him.

He suddenly thought of the "ghost" that had followed him before.

He watched the "Nangong Dao," who was under the guise of his own skin, set up a fortune-telling stall next to the bridge arch, acting as if he were above everyone else.

But the more he observed his actions, the more desperate he became.

This wild ghost must have had some abilities in life. If things kept developing in this way, perhaps he would spend his whole life trapped in a small corner of his body, watching that wild ghost enjoying the life that was rightfully his.

However, the surprise came too suddenly.

Sensing the familiar chill, he also sensed the wild ghost confronting her.

So this is what she looked like; she was truly beautiful.

Yet, he worried about her, afraid that she was no match for the wild ghost.

That wild ghost had been a master of Xuanxue in life and was exceedingly powerful.

But it seemed she was even more formidable.

Watching the wild ghost become enraged and powerless under her mockery, he almost burst out laughing.

Soon, the wild ghost was defeated and fled by her hands.

After he woke up again, his body belonged to himself once more.

However, he never sensed that otherworldly chill again.

He even hoped to see her one more time.

This time he would definitely thank her, and he wouldn’t be afraid, nor would he go to the temple to ask for peace charms.

After witnessing such stunning beauty in her, all mortal women seemed like bland tap water, utterly insipid.

He made generous offerings to various temples and Daoist Temples, seeking an opportunity to see her again.

But as years went by in a whirl, even at the edge of waking from afternoon dreams, her figure did not appear.

Not even once in his dreams.

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Nangong Dao, stepping out of the stretched Hummer, looked serious and silent; quickly signing a series of public welfare project contracts with the city leaders in tow.

Complimentary voices kept emerging, "Mr. Nangong truly is a top ten conscience entrepreneur of the new era."

"Only Mr. Nangong would undertake these profit-sparse public welfare projects."

"The reputation of a great philanthropist is indeed well-deserved."

.....

To these comments, Nangong Dao just smiled it off. They wouldn’t know that he was exerting so much effort in philanthropy, all because he was wondering if such accumulated Merit could earn him a meeting with that person.

Just one sight would be enough; he just wanted to say thank you to her.

Perhaps deep inside, he wanted to say more than just thank you.

Who knows? Even Nangong Dao himself couldn’t figure it out.

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Extra (2)

"Ah...." Xue Rou screamed as she woke from her sleep, the events of the dream leaving her uncertain of her whereabouts.

Confused for a good while, she finally realized that she had just been dreaming.

Yet the scenes in the dream were so vivid, so real that it felt like everything had truly happened.

She calmed her heaving chest and then reached for the cool boiled water on the bedside table, drinking it all in one gulp.

Only then did Xue Rou start to feel better.

She wiped her forehead, soaked in sweat, and her back was drenched as well, leaving the bedsheet damp.

Unable to sleep anymore.

Her constitution was delicate, and a bit of dampness would surely give her a cold and runny nose the next day.

She grabbed her pajamas, took a hot shower, and lay down again on the guest room bed, but she couldn’t fall asleep again.

The bizarre scenes from the dream kept appearing in her mind.

Thinking about her self in the dream, Xue Rou let out a sneer.

Ha, how could it be possible, how could she be so mindless and... despicable.

She thought long and hard, not wanting to use this word, yet feeling it was especially fitting.

Exactly, willingly debasing herself.

In the dream, she had abandoned her dignity and competed with several different women over a man.

Some of these women were her close sisters.

Qin Duo, Xu Li, Yan Zi...

Years of sisterly affection, yet it fell apart over the same man.

To gain that man’s attention, they went to all lengths, deploying various schemes and setting each other up.

It was too ridiculous, that such wife and concubine conflicts from ancient times would still emerge in modern society; only there wasn’t a clear distinction of who was the wife and who the concubine.

Everyone believed they were the man’s most special one, even the self in the dream thought so.

Xue Rou couldn’t deny that the man in the dream grew more formidable as time went on.

Perhaps at the beginning, he needed them, but eventually, it was they, and the families they represented, who came to rely on the man’s power.

Still, no matter how powerful that man became, Xue Rou couldn’t understand how she could fall so low in the dream.

She was, after all, highly educated, a proud beauty who was sought after.

Yet it all happened.

She loved that man beyond redemption.

Her sisters did too.

In front of that man, they were a loving family, but behind back...

After years of women’s scheming and suffering multiple miscarriages, losing her third child, the self in the dream finally woke up to reality.

She wanted to leave.

But by then it was no longer up to her, her parents, the profiteering family behind her wouldn’t allow it.

Neither did that man.

His displeased questioning, wasn’t I good enough for you?

Good, what counts as good?

Saying you love me, but turning around and getting into another woman’s bed, whispering sweet nothings to her?

But after that man stopped providing for her family, she was pressured by her closest kin to apologize to him and suffered the humiliations he dished out.

She had had enough of that life.

In the dream, she ultimately committed suicide; there was no more joy in living.

Xue Rou felt cold inside thinking of those scenes from the dream.

Thankfully, it was all just a nightmare.