Chapter 85: Doctor White Mist
“Cellmate, I feel like I’m about to die. Do you have a heart…”
The little ghost tugged at the corner of your shirt, pleading.
Chased to this place by the Hunter Prisoners, confusion spread relentlessly within her.
In that moment of bewilderment, she managed to find you with her last sense!
Chen Qi observed the text. The others were not Lamps, nor did they possess innate resistance to mental effects, so the mist had significantly impacted their minds, causing them to turn to stone.
The wind dispersed the mist slightly, and you looked around.
A group of armored men stood guard nearby. They were subordinates of the White-robed Man.
From some of them, you could faintly sense the aura of that “white figure” you’d encountered before.
They did not take action, but emitted pained murmurs. The mist was corroding them, their bodies beginning to petrify.
Within this storm of mist, most bodies were being drawn into the tempest.
The aura of the white figure…
Chen Qi paused, wondering if these people were also players.
This was bad.
Should he use the Lamp-shadow Fox to lure these men away?
The Lamp-shadow Fox had not yet recovered its spiritual energy, but it could be restored by feeding it Shadow Flowers or spirit potions, allowing it to use Giant Shadow Form.
But that might put the Lamp-shadow Fox in great danger.
At that moment, a line of text appeared.
The little ghost pleaded with you:
“If you help her obtain a heart, she’ll do anything for you.”
Anything…
Chen Qi considered that perhaps he could have the little ghost help him.
He sensed she was not an ordinary person—her agility was extraordinary, and she could approach him without a sound.
As you ponder the little ghost’s request, hesitation flashes through your mind: should you give her your heart and have her help you distract the White-robed Man?
Wanderer, make your choice.
There could be no hesitation now.
Yes.
You tell the confused little ghost that you possess a powerful heart, but as a price, she must help you here and draw away the White-robed Man.
Hearing your words, the little ghost leapt up, her petrification stopping.
“Deal!”
As if she’d found her last lifeline, the little ghost charged toward the tall, thin White-robed Man.
Could this little one really lure the White-robed Man away…
Chen Qi felt a hint of doubt.
Yet he sensed that the little ghost was a hidden criminal of great ability.
Hopefully, it would work.
You watch as the little ghost rushes toward the White-robed Man, who is opening the door. She lifts her right leg and delivers a swift whip kick, fiercely striking his backside, shouting loudly:
“Idiot! I command you to chase me! Do you understand?”
Having finished her insult, the little ghost, relying on her high agility, quickly pulled away.
“……”
She actually just kicked him directly!
Chen Qi was startled. Was this little ghost’s method of distracting the enemy so simple and straightforward?
He had thought she was hiding her power, preparing some special move…
But it seemed quite effective!
After all, being kicked and insulted, the target would surely have some reaction.
You hear the White-robed Man gritting his teeth.
He glanced around. His subordinates were steadily turning to stone:
“A bunch of failures, unable even to adapt…”
The White-robed Man tapped his staff:
“What are you doing? Stay alert, obey my command, and catch that brat.”
His subordinates began to move, but most were slowed by the mist and couldn’t catch the little ghost.
They were partially petrified, unable to carry out his orders.
“Damn it, I’ll have to do it myself.”
The White-robed Man charged after the little ghost.
Now’s the moment!
Chen Qi decisively sent his game character rushing toward the Trial Gate. He should be able to enter!
The White-robed Man moved like mist, instantly catching up to the little ghost.
Thud!
His staff, like a sword, pierced the little ghost’s chest. Blood dripped from her wound.
Little ghost!
Chen Qi stared at the text, his heart chilled.
A line of crimson appeared!
The White-robed Man turned back, his powerful spiritual vision detecting you in the mist!
You were sprinting forward!
From the Mist Lady’s final explanation, this was a personal trial: only one could enter!
If you reached the Trial Gate, you’d be safe!
“Heart, I want a heart!”
The little ghost’s hood was turning bright red.
Under the Shell Contract, you threw the decayed old man’s Wooden Heart to the little ghost.
“Are you a criminal?!”
The White-robed Man rapidly spun around, rushing at you like the wind, intent on controlling you completely. Meanwhile, the little ghost seized the chance to escape.
Black Fire Domain!
In the moment of crisis, you slashed out, cold black flames pouring from your blade, blocking the White-robed Man’s attack!
You looked at the door ahead: the ancient black iron portal was covered in forbidden runes.
At its threshold, the mist was dissipating.
You could feel the power emanating from the door.
As you arrived, the sealed gateway slowly opened!
Hurry!
Chen Qi was anxious; he sensed the White-robed Man was only a hair’s breadth away!
He had to be fast, without a moment’s hesitation!
A stout hand surged from the black flames, reaching to grab you!
You slashed at the thick arm!
“Futile…”
The White-robed Man spoke in a deep voice. His hand showed no blood, but simply passed through your blade.
Damn…
Chen Qi panicked, but the next lines astonished him.
Within the blazing black fire, a cold, merciless female voice rang out:
“Idiot, can’t you hear me? I told you to chase me! Do you not understand?”
You glanced back one last time.
You vaguely saw a tall woman with long white hair and crimson eyes, dressed thinly, charging out of the black flames.
There was a scarlet madness in her gaze, a silver willow blade in her hand, which she plunged fiercely into the White-robed Man.
In her chest, a tree-like heart appeared, steadily binding her flesh to her hollow wound.
The little ghost had completed the heart transplant!
You looked at her doll-like face and recognized her identity.
She was none other than the notorious criminal, Doctor White Mist, guilty of dozens of heinous crimes—an extremely special criminal handled only by Hunter Prisoners!
Thud!
With a gentle swipe of the willow blade, “Doctor White Mist” sliced the White-robed Man cleanly in two at the waist!
Impressive!
Chen Qi had sensed the little ghost was extraordinary, but the speed with which she completed the heart transplant was remarkable!
Yet he had no time to consider her identity.
She’d bought him time—enough!
His sole purpose now was to claim the treasure of the Mist City Lord!
The gate sensed the challenger’s presence and slowly opened for you!
With a leap, you entered the trial ground!
Chen Qi’s heart leapt with joy.
As he entered, the White-robed Man finally lost his composure!
“A courageous one, but you’ll never pass the trial!
Stop, and I’ll give you everything—power, freedom, and life!”
After being sliced in two, the White-robed Man swiftly reunited, spewing mist at you.
You could sense the anger lurking beneath his calm expression.
You ignored him and kept running.
“Those who play with fire are beyond salvation…”
The White-robed Man dropped all pretense, charging after you, bursting through the gate!
Boom!
Before the tall Trial Gate, the will was expressed:
“This is a trial of personal will and knowledge. Until the trial ends, no one else may enter!”
Chains shot out from the gate, binding the White-robed Man’s body tightly, then slammed shut!
The gate crushed his body, eliciting agonized screams.
You glanced back one last time.
Outside the gate, a terrifying hand of mist appeared behind Doctor White Mist and the White-robed Man.
Boom! The Trial Gate closed, severing you from the outside world.
Whew…
Chen Qi’s chest heaved as he exhaled long and slow—he’d finally arrived.
According to the text, the situation outside was still perilous; disaster seemed to have its sights set on those two.
He clenched his fists, steadying his breath.
Next was the trial of the Mist City Lord!
Boom!
You felt as though the gate possessed eyes, gazing at the Lamp-shadow Fox within your clothes, confirming your bond.
You were not tainted by the aura of disaster; you were a qualified challenger.
You took a deep breath, tended the wounds burned by black fire, and before you appeared a stairway descending underground.
Will you proceed?
Yes!
You gripped your long blade and cautiously descended the stairs…
You arrived at a hall.
One by one, lamps lit up, illuminating the trial ground.
You lifted your head, spat out a mouthful of blood, and slowly surveyed the trial chamber.
(End of chapter)