My Zombie Husband

 Chapter 91 His Secret

Translator: Cheryl_M

Cao Pi also involved Wu Jiuge into the conversation seemingly purposefully. In this way, He Nai and the others just shifted their anger onto Wu Jiuge.

“That is to say, as a witch, he is closer to Xiaoyu than us. I must wonder what he is up to.” He Nai rolled her eyes, and tried to get information from Wu Jiuge. Last time she only knew that Wu Jiuge was a witch, but she didn’t know what he wanted to do.

Instead of replying to her, Wu Jiuge looked at Zhao Yun in front of him and said coldly, “You can go down now.”

“Explain.”

“…” Wu Jiu didn’t answer him because Xia Mingyu said that he didn’t want to tell anyone that he was the Heavenly Soul, which naturally meant that he couldn’t disclose his identity as the soul keeper. Hence, he wouldn’t utter a word about it then.

“Wu Jiuge, I’ve sent messages to all the spirits. Where are we going now?” Tengxiao fluttered its wings for a few times to fly a little higher. Wu Jiuge bumped harshly against Zhao Yun. The latter quickly reacted and grabbed Wu Jiuge’s wrists from behind.

With his hands were grabbed from behind back, Wu Jiuge stroke a side kick with his right leg. Zhao Yun parried his attack with one hand. Instantly, Wu Jiuge took the opportunity to break free and gave a knee-kick at Zhao Yun’s lower abdomen. Zhao Yun quickly retreated, and almost fell off Tengxiao’s back.

Wu Jiuge didn’t let go of him. Again, he stroke attack at Zhao Yun. The latter glanced back, flipped over behind Wu Jiuge, and then directly captured Wu Jiuge with a binding spell. Then he grabbed Wu Jiuge by the neck from behind, “I’m not so patient. Don’t force me.”

“Damn it, Zhao Yun, let go of Wu Jiuge! Do you know who he is? How dare you threaten him?” Tengxiao shook from side to side, just trying to throw Zhao Yun away.

“I don’t care who he is. I just want to know about Xiaoyu.” Zhao Yun’s tone became colder and colder, and Wu JiuGe was obviously unwilling to compromise, saying in a cold voice, “Do you deserve to know?”

“Master, let’s go help Brother Zhao.” When He Nai was recovered, she asked Zhang Qi to put her down. Then she pulled out the snake-bone whip to attack Tengxiao, so it was flying too high for her.

Mu Feng smacked his lips and turned around only to see Sun Yaxin and Sun Yaheng. He greeted them, “Hey, there you are.”

“Yeah, I’m afraid that no one will take me to have big meals if you are dead.” Sun Yaxin rested his arm against Sun Yaheng’s shoulder and looked aside with a smile. After replying to Mu Feng, he looked into the air.

“Hey, I’m lucky. I won’t die easily.” Mu Feng giggled, glanced around, and felt that the situation was not good. Cao Cao had the largest number of people, who all looked very strong. Now, Zhao Yun was confronting Wu Jiuge. He was worried whether Cao Cao would attack them abruptly.

“Then on what ground do you deserve to know?” Zhao Yun grabbed even harder with no mercy. His red eyes glinted with a look of killing intent. Cao Pi suddenly jumped onto the back of Tengxiao and said calmly, “Hey, don’t kill him so rashly. He still owes me two lives.”

Sandwiched Wu Jiuge frowned and suddenly said, “Tengxiao, leave yourself. Go to Qingqiu to find Xiao Yu. If you have any information, send a message to Qiqi.”

“What?! What about you?” Teng Xiao was shocked, but he heard Wu JiuGe say unhurriedly, “To return favors…”

“Understand!” Tengxiao disappeared with a swish. Zhao Yun and Cao Pi both could float in the air so they wouldn’t fall down. Clamped by Zhao Yun, Wu Jiuge was staring straight at Cao Pi in front of him.

They three returned to the ground. Wu Jiuge, as a captive, tied up with Zhao Yun’s spiritual lock, still refused to reply any. Cao Pi said angrily, “Tsk… To return favors? How?”

“I really don’t want to interrupt you, but I’m more interested in Xiaoyu’s stuff.” Mu Feng came near and asked, but Wu Jiuge still didn’t answer. Then Cao Pi did him the favor. “Xia Mingyu? Oh, he’s the Heavenly Soul. Shouldn’t you have found it out? He is rather special and always attracts evils and spirts. Do you think it’s a coincidence?”

“Heavenly Soul? What’s about the Heavenly Soul?” Mu Feng continued asking. Cao Pi glanced at Cao Cao and the latter nodded his head as a gesture of approval. Cao Pi chuckled and said, “The Heaven Soul is what the other beings crave for most. His blood and flesh is good enough to drive them crazy, let alone his soul. Zi Long should know it better. Once he tastes Xia Mingyu’s blood, he will be indulged in it.”

It was really hard to let go of him. Zhao Yun always thought that he had too strong a desire for blood so he hated it very much. However, the truth was not like that…

Zhao Yun remained silent for a while before asking, “What about the Evil Soul?”

“The Evil Soul is the biggest enemy of the Heavenly Soul. Just like Tom and Jerry, the Evil Soul is Tom. The Evil Soul will end the Heavenly Soul once he captures the latter. Unfortunately, those soul-eating worms and werewolves were the subordinates of the Evil Soul…”

Wu Jiuge looked at Cao Pi with a complicated look. To his surprise, this man had grasped so much information. Then did he also know that Wu Jiuge was the soul keeper? As to a very dangerous person, Wu Jiuge should either stay away from him or kill him!

Cao Pi implied that Xia Mingyu was at stake. If the Evil Soul and the Heavenly Soul were really not the same person, then Cao Pi was right. Pitifully, the Evil Soul was sleeping within Xia Mingyu’s body.

Xia Mingyu was brought to another world by the golden caterpillar and the blue soul-eating worms, where the sky was blood red. He wanted to run away, but suddenly he was lightly carried on someone’s shoulder. As he turned around, he saw the silver gray hair. It was the one who attacked Wu Jiuge.

Xia Mingyu quickly pulled out the Tiyue Tang Sword and stabbed at Huskeley on his backhand. The werewolf reacted quickly, and  blocked the sword with his claw. Huskeley looked at Xia Mingyu loyally, slowly lowered him down and kneeled on one knee, “Master.”

Xia Mingyu hedged and still put his Tiyue Tang Sword on Huskeley’s neck, but he didn’t hurt the werewolf. Xia Mingyu still remembered the death of Chiji. Although he hated or even resented Chiji, seeing her death with his own eyes reminded him of Chen Yutian for no reason…

“Who are you? Why did you kill Chiji? Why did you bring me here? Where are we?”

A series of questions were thrown at Huskeley like a barrage of cannons, and the werewolf answered patiently, “Master, I am your loyal subordinate, the alpha of the werewolf, Huskeley. The blood demon is a traitor, and it is your order to kill her. I brought you here to help you, because you seem very distressed in that situation. This is the demon world.”

Huskeley’s words stroke a blow at Xia Mingyu. He asked tremblingly, “My order? I asked to kill Chiji? Who… who am I?”

“You are my master.”

“No, I’m not asking that. I’m asking you, as your master, who am I?” Xia Mingyu actually had the answer in his heart, but he didn’t want to think it through. He didn’t want that answer to be true. He wanted Huskeley to tell him no.

Huskeley didn’t over-react and said respectfully, “Master, you are Evil Soul.”

Huskeley’s answer was like a thunderbolt, which completely drove Xia Mingyu crazy. After he knew about Zhao Yun and Ma Yunlu, he was already at a loss. Unexpectedly, now he knew the identity of his other self. The Evil Soul? The other self was the Evil Soul, his enemy! How could this happen? Why was that? What should he do? What should he do?

The Tiyue Tang Sword dropped to the ground, making a clear sound of clatter. Xia Mingyu took a few steps back and shook his head in denial, “Impossible… Impossible… How can I be the Evil Soul? Absolutely not!”

“Master, Chiji won’t die so easily. And the evolving Qiansi Gu might not be easily eradicated. The burning flowers and starfish grass you want us to find have been found. Do you want me to help detoxify you now?”

Xia Mingyu was not sure about what Huskeley said, pondering how many things the other self had hidden from him. Any one of these could make him collapse. So, he was taken in from the very beginning? Evil soul… Ha, didn’t the other self ask him not believe anyone but him?  Then why did the other self lie to him? Who else could he trust?

“You’re all liars.. You hide everything from me… I’m the only one who’s been kept in the dark, ha… ha… why are you all lying to me?” Xia Mingyu murmured to himself and kept shedding tears…

“Xia… Ming… Yu…” The blue soul-eating worm suddenly spoke, whose voice was no longer as strange and piercing as a baby but the same as Chen Yutian’s voice. It was a voice familiar to Xia Mingyu…

The young man was slightly stunned and looked at the soul-eating worm at a loss. The blue soul-eating worm flew over cheerfully and still stopped a meter near him. “Xia Mingyu, Xia Mingyu!”

Talking like a parrot, the blue soul-eating worm spoke in Chen Yutian’s voice. Huskeley happened to raise his head and see the young man crying and reaching out his hand to the blue soul-eating worm tremblingly.

Huskeley glanced at the blue soul-eating worm, which ran away in horror and hid behind the golden caterpillar.

“Master, the soul-eating worm is a low-level demon with no consciousness of its own. It is not good to touch it.” As Huskeley finished talking, two demonic werewolves emerged from the void and respectfully passed the things in their hands to Xia Mingyu.

One was a flower with fire, the other is the grass with white light. Huskeley grabbed the two plants and said to Xia Mingyu, “Can you lend me the demonic essence?”

“…” Xia Mingyu was a bit sad not touch the blue soul-eating worm. He didn’t know about the demonic essence and only saw a bump in his pocket. As he zipped open the pocket, he found several green beads and a red one on the other side.

“The red one.” Huskeley reminded him and then Xia Mingyu took out the demonic essence and passed it to him. The latter pinched the demonic essence, the burning flower and the star grass together. Somehow, the three things all disappeared after a moment. Only a transparent bead as big as a candy was left in his palm.

“Master, it’s done.” Huskeley passed the bead to Xia Mingyu. However, the young man just kept silent. He didn’t reply or take the bead, whose face was as cold as Wu Jiuge’s.