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Tears began to well up in the demoness's eyes, a stark contrast to the seductive allure she had displayed while teasing Wei Ning and the sinister cruelty she had shown when devouring a man's tongue. "My greatest wish in this life has always been to have a son. However, my womb has been uncooperative; after marrying into the Chen Family for three years, there was still no sign of a child. Eventually, my husband could no longer bear it and contemplated taking a concubine..." At this point, the demoness felt a pang of sadness, but her gaze softened with a hint of tenderness. Clearly, even after a century had passed, the memories of her time with her husband remained gentle in her heart.
"I always thought my womb was at fault, but later, my maid Wu Ma, perhaps feeling guilty, revealed the truth to me. It turned out that the mistress feared I would bear a son and elevate my status above hers. She had someone poison my food to ensure I remained barren. In a fit of rage, I retaliated in kind and ended up poisoning her."
The way she casually mentioned killing the mistress indicated that she did not regard it as a significant act, revealing her inherently malicious nature during her lifetime.
"After I poisoned her, I thought everything would come to an end, but unexpectedly..." The demoness's eyes reflected sorrow as she continued, "I overlooked the bond between my husband and the mistress. I never anticipated that upon hearing of her death, he would seem to age ten years overnight."
At this point, the demoness chuckled softly to herself. "I should have known better; in that era, what man didn’t have multiple wives? To him, I was merely a tool for continuing his lineage; he never truly loved me."
She paused for a moment before adding, "My husband decided to observe mourning for three years for the mistress and temporarily abandoned thoughts of taking another wife. He devoted himself entirely to me during that time; it was the happiest period of my life. With the absence of the mistress, by the second year, my belly began to grow... I finally bore my husband's son. However, little did I know that this marked the beginning of our tragedy..."
The demoness slowly lifted her head, no longer avoiding Wei Ning's piercing gaze. As he looked into her sorrowful eyes, his resolve to kill her softened further.
"The news of me poisoning the mistress gradually spread. The servants in our household were loyal to her and had benefited from her kindness; they loathed me deeply. Yet since I had become the only lady of the house and was carrying my husband's child, they could only seethe in silence while weaving rumors to slander me..."
Suddenly falling into a brief silence, the demoness gritted her teeth and said, "Those wretches dared to accuse me of being promiscuous and having affairs with other men! They claimed that my child wasn’t even my husband's but an illegitimate offspring from someone outside."
Wei Ning finally interjected, unable to hold back any longer. "Did your husband believe them?"
The demoness forced a bitter smile. "I learned just how fearsome rumors can be. At first, he didn’t believe them. But think about it—when everyone around you insists that this child isn’t yours and that you’ve been cuckolded—how could you not start to doubt?"
Wei Ning nodded in understanding.
The female demon finally recalled the most painful memories she had buried in her heart for hundreds of years. It seemed she no longer regarded Wei Ning as a demon hunter who sought to bring about her demise, but rather as an old friend to whom she could confide her sorrows. "Actually, I don't mind. I have nothing to fear when my conscience is clear. However, the most unbelievable thing happened: the child I gave birth to bears no resemblance to my husband at all. Instead, he looks just like that notorious thug, Zhang San..."
"What?" Wei Ning exclaimed in surprise. "How could such a coincidence exist in this world?"
The female demon smiled sadly and said, "At that time, I didn't understand why it was so coincidental. It wasn't until I died that I realized it was all a conspiracy. They had colluded with Zhang San from the start, using the trick of substituting a cat for a prince to bring about my downfall!"
Wei Ning thought to himself that this must be karma; when she had harmed her mistress back then, she should have expected something like this.
The female demon seemed to see through Wei Ning's thoughts and said mournfully, "I know this is retribution, and I cannot blame anyone else. But poor my husband... No one could have imagined that he would be the one most hurt by this incident."
"At over sixty years old, losing his wife of a lifetime was already a heavy blow for him. All his hopes were pinned on my pregnancy, but who would have known... He began to act strangely and started to cling to Alai."
"Who is Alai?" Wei Ning interjected.
"Alai is a cat that once saved my husband. Therefore, he loves it dearly and treats it like his own son." The female demon paused before continuing sorrowfully, "I deserved to be punished for plotting against my mistress and being burned alive for adultery. But what’s truly pitiable is my husband..."
It seemed the female demon touched upon the most painful part of her heart and hesitated to continue: "His greatest wish in this life was to carry on the family line and pass down the ancestral legacy. Who would have thought that this incident would hit him so hard? He actually... he actually..."
Her pupils widened as if witnessing the most absurd thing in the world: "In his desperation for a child, he actually... actually... cut open his own belly one morning with scissors and placed Alai inside himself, then sewed himself up with needle and thread... By the time his subordinates found him, he was already on the brink of death. He... he did this so he could have his own child..."
Hearing this, Wei Ning couldn't help but turn away. If it weren't for the female demon telling him herself, how could he possibly believe that such absurd things could happen in the world? To cut open one's own belly and sew a cat inside oneself—how much pain must that man have felt!
"Wait," Wei Ning suddenly had a thought. Yes, the Beast Soul!
When Wei Ning and Wang Tuozi captured the Beast Soul, it was sewn inside a person's abdomen, and this person's identity and era coincided remarkably with that of the female demon's husband.
Could there be some inevitable connection between them?
Unable to contain his curiosity, Wei Ning hurriedly asked, "What happened next?"
The female demon gritted her teeth and said, "If my lord had just died like that, it would have been one thing. But unexpectedly, at that moment, an old enemy from my lord's youth came knocking, stealing my lord's body. Using the Black Cult's dissection techniques, they separated my lord's soul from his bones, binding the soul to the Yin Side while tying the bones to the Yang Side. Then they used Sophora Wood to connect the throat knot, ensuring that even in death, my lord would be eternally separated from himself, unable to reincarnate. Those beasts!"
"Indeed, it makes sense now." Wei Ning could almost confirm that during that trip with Wang Tuozi to Yongzhou to capture the Beast Soul, that Qing Dynasty zombie was indeed the lord the female demon spoke of.
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