She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 392 - 391: Would Rather Die, Would Rather This Body Be Shattered

Chapter 392: Chapter 391: Would Rather Die, Would Rather This Body Be Shattered

A gust of wind suddenly rose in the bamboo forest, swinging the window twice. Yan Wanqing stood up to close the window and unconsciously looked outside...

...

After dawn.

Ghost Face saw the Crown Prince approaching from afar with light Qinggong, his entire being overwhelmed with excitement, and he hurriedly ran back.

"Boss, boss, the Crown Prince has returned!"

He rushed forward and woke the sleeping Yan Hongzhao.

Just as Yan Hongzhao was about to erupt, she heard Ghost Face say the Crown Prince had returned, and she paused, "Really? You aren’t just trying to escape punishment, are you?"

Because Ghost Face had failed to strictly guard the Crown Prince, Yan Hongzhao had punished him by not allowing him to sleep.

Having finally made it to dawn and seen people, Ghost Face slapped his thigh, "How could that be, boss? Look who that is, how dare I deceive you!"

Yan Hongzhao rubbed her eyes vigorously and wiped away the sleep crud.

What the hell?

It really was her brother-in-law.

This one night of back-and-forth showed that her brother-in-law’s martial arts and inner strength were profound.

"Alright, alright, go and sleep." Yan Hongzhao stood up, brushing the grass and leaves off her body.

She pushed Ghost Face to sit down on the tree stump where she had just been leaning and then quickly walked over to Xiao Pingfeng.

She had just walked over, not yet having had the chance to meet the Crown Prince.

Then she saw him raise his hand.

"During the night’s journey, I kept thinking about how to cross this mountain ravine path without using the trail."

Hearing it was about serious matters, Yan Hongzhao respectfully said, "Has the Crown Prince thought of a way?"

"Once this matter is over, I will give your sister a grand wedding. You calling me ’brother-in-law’ now wouldn’t be too much," Xiao Pingfeng said earnestly.

Yan Lingzhen had long been calling him brother-in-law.

This youngest sister really didn’t understand manners, still addressing him as the Crown Prince.

It felt somewhat distant.

Yan Hongzhao didn’t know she had already been resented by her petty brother-in-law and continued seriously, "Brother-in-law, maybe wait until my sister and the Crown Prince are married before addressing you as such. We shouldn’t disorder seniority now. The Crown Prince just mentioned he had thought of a way to ascend the mountain; could you kindly instruct us?"

Xiao Pingfeng’s eyes flickered with surprise.

The people of the Yan Family, this youngest one truly was a bit old-fashioned.

However, this sister held significant weight in Wanqing’s heart. To win this sister’s approval, he had to display more of his abilities.

"I have thought of a way." Xiao Pingfeng pointed at the position of the mountain summit trail, "I’ll go first, then you bring people over."

In his concise words, Yan Hongzhao discerned a decisive and ruthless nuance.

The meaning of the Crown Prince going first was to solve those troubles first and completely control the ownership of the trail.

Brutally simple, indeed the fastest way to solve the problem now.

But at the same time, the risk factor was also particularly high.

If the Crown Prince made a misstep, then everyone would face a life-or-death trial.

Does the Crown Prince not know this?

Or does he have absolute confidence in his abilities?

Yan Hongzhao slightly furrowed her brow and suggested, "Should we prepare a contingency plan as well?"

"You prepare it."

Xiao Pingfeng didn’t say it wasn’t possible, but he was certain they wouldn’t need the contingency plan.

In the whole Divine Church of Light, apart from Song Huaxu, who could battle him?

If Song Huaxu were not sitting at the Divine Church of Light and instead came forward to intercept the trail, that would spell the end for the Divine Church of Light.

Yan Hongzhao thought for a moment, then decided to send this message back to her older sister.

When it came to the Crown Prince, she trusted her sister’s judgment more.

Those at the foot of the mountain wanted to climb up, while those at the top wanted to descend.

In the dim room.

Song Ning sat on a chair, draped in a thick cloak, her legs also covered with a blanket. In the scorching summer, she even held a hot-water bottle in her hands.

Even so, her eyebrows were tinged with frost.

Having been inside the ice coffin, with no blood circulation for over twenty years, relying solely on Song Huaxu’s evil technique to cling to a breath, it had now begun to backfire.

Song Ning shivered as she sat on the chair.,

Directly in front of her, a naked girl was hung on a cross.

It was Shen Shuyun.

"Say it again, you voluntarily give up your soul, and offer your body to me!" Song Ning said through gritted teeth.

For a whole day and night, this damned girl stubbornly refused to concede.

Shen Shuyun’s body was full of needle holes, from initial mortification unto death, to now numbness.

Shen Shuyun had endured many inhuman tortures.

At this moment, shame was nothing to her anymore.

"...Dream on!" Shen Shuyun narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression pale and fragile as if it were about to shatter.

Song Ning, hearing her words, was infuriated.

"Continue!"

As her voice fell, the maid beside her, unblinking, grabbed three silver needles, caught Shen Shuyun’s hand, and stitched them directly through.

Shen Shuyun screamed outright from the pain, her voice agonizingly mournful.

Beside her was Song Ning’s sinister smile.

"What are you living for? Others live because they have loved ones and lovers, you have no friends, no lover, from the day your master found you, he meant to use you as my vessel, so why continue to struggle? Why not completely give your body to me, willingly give it to me?"

She coaxed persuasively, "Give your body to me and watch how I use it to make something of myself, to reach the pinnacle, at least you would feel involved, wouldn’t you?!"

The more Song Ning said, the more she felt her reasoning was sound, looking at Shen Shuyun with increasingly convinced eyes.

Such a pitiful and tragic person, what was she living for?

"If I were you, I would have just died already."

Shen Shuyun, sweating profusely in pain, her lips cracked and dry, now looked at the silver needles on her fingers, feeling a pain that seared her very soul, while Song Ning’s pretentious voice echoed in her ears.

She scoffed, her gaze fiery, "In your dreams!"

Song Ning clenched her hands, yet afraid that she might break her own fingers, she had to forcefully suppress her anger.

She was on her last legs, she could not afford to lose her temper any longer.

If she couldn’t obtain Shen Shuyun’s body, what awaited her might be the dissolution of her soul.

This was her hard-earned third life.

No matter what, she had to survive!

Song Ning’s eyes flickered malevolently.

"I’m dreaming? Haha..." she squinted and smirked, "The entire Divine Church of Light knows you’re alive because of me. If it weren’t for me, how could your master have possibly taken you back?! Shen Shuyun, you’re a failure in life, why not try entrusting your life to me? Or are you so content being a weakling, being the rat that everyone wants to stone?!"

Shen Shuyun weakly raised her head, her gaze still resolute.

"My grandfather said..."

She recalled the memory of that tanned little old man, tears of happiness glistening in her eyes. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

"I am his most beloved granddaughter... so Song Ning, you can forget about it. I’d rather die and smash this body than ever let you use it!"