Why Did You Provoke Her? She Becomes the Ghost Queen After Death - chapter 73

Horror World.

Right now, Yan Jie’s face was unrecognizable, her flesh a mangled blur of blood and meat, not a trace of humanity left. All signs of life had already vanished.

Even if her grandfather Yan Deyi were here, he probably wouldn’t recognize this as his granddaughter at first glance.

The viewers in Su Xiaoxiao’s Live Stream Room had been watching with intense excitement, when in the next second, the stream suddenly turned into a mosaic again.

They were instantly frantic.

“What the hell is the official side doing? Why is there censorship only in Xiaoxiao baby’s Live Stream Room? Come out and explain!”

“Damn, I don’t get it. What kind of bloody scene have we not seen before? Why slap a mosaic on this? Is this still a Horror live stream or not?”

“I’m done. Why is it only Xiaoxiao’s stream that gets censored? We want to watch Xiaoxiao brutally kill that Yan Jie!”

“I’m gonna lose it! Last time there was a mosaic I let it go! And now again! For real! It’s just Xiaoxiao baby slaughtering Yan Jie! What exactly can’t we see about that?”

“Damn it! Xiang Hui’s Live Stream Room is censored too! How are we supposed to have fun like this!”

The viewers’ barrage of comments was ultimately pointless. There was no way little bat 9527 would care about them.

It knew this wasn’t the “right” thing to do, but it simply didn’t want those viewers to see the cruel, merciless, utterly inhuman side of Xiaoxiao.

Maybe, deep down, it was afraid-afraid that once the audience saw Xiaoxiao’s brutal, tyrannical side, they might stop cherishing this pitiful little girl.

It was also worried that, when that happened, nasty voices would follow.

Suspended in the void, little bat 9527 looked at Su Xiaoxiao’s cold expression, its eyes full of human-like tenderness.

As for what was happening in the Live Stream Room, Su Xiaoxiao naturally knew nothing.

At this moment, she was holding a blood-dripping dagger, quietly staring at Yan Jie’s corpse, her eyes filled with an icy indifference toward life.

“Consider it lucky you died quickly,” Su Xiaoxiao said coldly, then lifted her gaze to the ceiling.

Her great revenge was avenged.

Yet Su Xiaoxiao didn’t feel as happy as she had imagined.

Instead, there was a faint sense of unreality.

Su Xiaoxiao lowered her head to look at the dagger in her hand, now completely soaked in blood.

Originally, the dagger had been mostly silver, with a red gemstone carved into it-delicate and holy.

But now, its blade was coated in blood, the red gemstone dyed a darker crimson. At this moment, it looked eerie and bewitching.

Yan Jie was dead by her own hand. Her vengeance had been carried out.

So why…

Why, at this moment when she should be smiling, couldn’t she smile at all?

Yan Jie’s death didn’t affect the ghosts’ feasting in the slightest. Not a single ghost’s gaze lingered on Yan Jie’s body.

Instead, those ghosts would occasionally steal glances at Su Xiaoxiao.

They were shocked to find that the little ancestor’s pitch‑black soul seemed to have lightened just a tiny bit!

And the Ghost King phantom behind the little ancestor no longer exuded surging murderous aura and chilling ghostly energy. Instead, like the little ancestor herself, it was utterly quiet.

Xiang Hui squatted beside Su Xiaoxiao and gently pulled her into her arms.

Xiang Hui knew that right now, Xiaoxiao didn’t need celebration, nor did she need some grand lecture about life.

What she needed was simply a warm hug.

Feeling the warmth coming from Xiang Hui’s body, Su Xiaoxiao tightened her arms around her.

“Xiang Hui, I got my revenge. Why… why don’t I feel as happy as I thought I would?”

Hearing this, Xiang Hui’s heart ached.

She had been bullied before, and later she had taken revenge on the ones who bullied her.

She wanted to tell Xiaoxiao the truth: when a brave warrior picks up a weapon and slays their nightmare…

That’s the moment they truly become a warrior.

But at the same time, in that exact instant when they kill their nightmare and become a warrior, they also kill a part of themselves.

Growing up is rarely about joy. More often, it’s about pain.

Just as Xiang Hui finished piecing together the words in her heart and was about to answer Su Xiaoxiao-

Suddenly, a change occurred!

Yan Jie’s unrecognizable, blood‑smeared corpse suddenly began to exude wisps of black qi!
Less than three seconds passed!

A figure appeared directly above Yan Jie’s corpse!

And that figure was none other than Yan Jie-who should’ve already been dead.

It had been mentioned before: some people, after dying, will quickly turn into Ghosts. Yan Jie had once earned the approval of a Vengeful Ghost, which meant she herself had the potential to become a ghost.

And Yan Jie had also eaten the egg fried rice Su Xiaoxiao made, experiencing the darkness in Su Xiaoxiao’s heart firsthand.

So Yan Jie turning into a ghost wasn’t strange at all.

At this moment, Yan Jie looked hideous. Her eyes were blood-red, and there was none of the liveliness she’d had in life.

The moment ghost-Yan Jie appeared,

Xiang Hui and the viewers in the Live Stream Room were stunned!

Yan Jie became a ghost after dying?!

“Holy shit! Why does Yan Jie get to become a ghost too?!”

“Hurry, hurry, hurry! Xiang Hui, tell those Ghosts to subdue Yan Jie! Watch out-this bitch might go after Xiaoxiao baby!”

“Damn! Yan Jie is way too close to Xiaoxiao! If she attacks, those Ghosts won’t have any chance to save Xiaoxiao at all!”

“Xiang Hui, get Xiaoxiao baby farther away from Yan Jie! It’s dangerous!”

Everything the viewers were yelling about-

How could Xiang Hui not have considered it?

Immediately, she tried to pick up Su Xiaoxiao, turn, and bolt-putting distance between them and Yan Jie.

But when she hugged Su Xiaoxiao and tried to exert force, she realized she was extremely weak in her current state and couldn’t muster any Strength at all!

And at that moment, Yan Jie snapped out of her shock. Then, with a pair of scarlet eyes, she stared straight at Su Xiaoxiao.

Now that she had become a ghost after death,

she finally understood why those Ghosts had been protecting Su Xiaoxiao.

It turned out Su Xiaoxiao’s Spiritual Soul was even darker than hers!

Next, madness surfaced in Yan Jie’s eyes.

You Ghosts like protecting her so much, do you?!

Fine. If you won’t kill her, then I will!

Yan Jie, newly turned into a ghost, still didn’t know what kind of consequences Su Xiaoxiao’s death would bring.

Yan Jie didn’t hesitate.

She knew her only chance to kill Su Xiaoxiao was right now.

If she missed it, she’d never be able to do it again!

Yan Jie bared a savage grin, then instantly turned into a streak of ghost-shadow and lunged at Su Xiaoxiao!

As for the seven Fierce Ghosts, they had already moved.

But Yan Jie was the closest to Su Xiaoxiao-barely two meters away!

No matter how powerful those Fierce Ghosts were, they couldn’t appear at Su Xiaoxiao’s side immediately.

At this moment, every Ghost present wore the same look-pure terror!

Seeing Yan Jie’s hand about to pierce through Su Xiaoxiao’s body, the Five-Eyed Fierce Ghost was instantly filled with despair!

Just 0.5 seconds short!!!

He was already about to reach the little ancestor’s side!

Just as all the Ghosts stared, eyes wide and faces drained of color-

Xiang Hui seemed to sense something. She suddenly braked, let go of Su Xiaoxiao’s hand, and moved behind Su Xiaoxiao to shield her!

“Xiaoxiao, run!”

Swish!

The next second,

a ghostly energy–laden ghost hand punched straight through Xiang Hui’s back and out through her abdomen!

Xiang Hui’s pupils shrank, and a mouthful of blood surged up her throat!

Yan Jie instantly cursed inwardly.

She yanked her hand back, locked onto Su Xiaoxiao, and prepared to strike again!

But Xiang Hui had successfully bought the Five-Eyed Fierce Ghost time!

In a blink!

Seizing the opening, the Five-Eyed Fierce Ghost slammed one hand onto Yan Jie’s head and drove her down with a vicious dunk, smashing her into the ground!

Bang!

Yet at this moment, everyone’s eyes weren’t on Yan Jie.

They were on Xiang Hui-her stomach punctured clean through, blood trailing from the corner of her mouth.

As Xiang Hui collapsed,

for the first time in a long while, panic rose in Su Xiaoxiao’s heart.

“Xiang Hui!”