Beihai crouched down, then leaped into a standing long jump, his entire body soaring into mid-air. The trendous force propelled him continuously upward and forward.
Each ti he was about to descend, he just happened to spot a bird flying by.
It was an eagle. It had been flying peacefully high up, bothering no one, when inexplicably it got kicked.
This made Beihai almost lose his composure. In ancient tis, there was sword-riding flight and cloud-soaring—but here I am, using eagles as stepping stones for high-altitude travel?
Every ti his speed was about to drop and he was about to fall, an eagle just happened to be flying right by his feet. It was a sha they couldn't make eye contact, or the eagle would probably be cursing up a storm. But since Beihai was above the eagle, this could be considered the animal version of Ladder Cloud Leap.
Using this set of graceful movents, when there was no eagle ahead and his body began to plumt downward, he knew the gno must be right below.
With one violent stomp, he directly stomped the gno into the ground. The surrounding earth cracked all over, forcibly creating a large crater.
"Damn gno, I'm back."
The gno was stomped into the pit, its mouth buried in dirt, completely unable to speak. Beihai lightly jumped back, then forcefully yanked the gno out of the soil.
To prevent the other's magic, he had no choice but to make things a bit uncomfortable. He tore off both of its arms, pondered for a mont, then tore off both of its legs as well.
This made him feel much more at ease. If it weren't for needing to talk to the other to resolve the Little Ghost's curse problem, he would have torn out its tongue long ago.
The conflict between the two was completely one-sided. The gno could only passively take the loss. Although it didn't seem to feel much pain, it certainly wasn't pleasant either.
At this mont, the gno seed to have no sensation of physical pain at all. It didn't scream in agony and could even still negotiate with Beihai.
The reality was, at this point, resistance was rather aningless for the gno, and it wasn't invincible.
"Don't be so hasty. It was just a little joke. If possible, I can give you prophecies. I can give you many things. We can make a deal."
The gno was quite confident in this move. Everyone has greed. So want wealth, so want power, kings want more territory, won want eternally unchanging beauty.
Especially one's own future—who wouldn't want to know what their future holds? But the gno just couldn't say, "You will definitely die in the future."
Because it couldn't see that, and if it really said that, Beihai would probably retort, "Don't worry, you'll die before I do."
"You shut up first."
Beihai wrenched the gno's jaw, temporarily rendering it speechless, then dragged it before the Little Ghost.
"The reason you're so ugly and provoke disgust—it's all his fault. You need to fight back. Co, kill him."
Beihai didn't see anything wrong with this. Anyone in this situation would find it unbearable. According to traditional web novels, now is the ti for kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
Of course, Beihai wasn't that extre. Mainly, if the oppressed fought back, they could kill the gno. Otherwise, there would be so trouble.
Unfortunately, if the Little Ghost did that, she wouldn't be the Little Ghost anymore. Her kindness was unquestionable. You might call her a saint.
But a saint forces others to act to gain moral satisfaction for themselves, while everything the Little Ghost did was sacrificing herself to satisfy others.
This was a pure form of goodness. If one had to na its only flaw, it was that she was too blank about everything in this world—commonly called ignorance.
Seeing the Little Ghost hesitating there, Beihai feared she might want to forgive the other. Then he could only play the villain himself.
He reattached the gno's jaw and began negotiations, then left the Little Ghost behind and walked deeper into the forest.
"So, what can you give ? Actually, I shouldn't ask that way, since you probably have the sa old three things: wealth, power, and princesses.
I have plenty of wealth. As for handso looks, I'm already a handso guy myself, no appearance anxiety.
Don't you know the protagonists in novels are usually similar to the readers?
But I do indeed have sothing I want to ask of you. You must agree. Within my first request, you can only agree and take action."
The gno was troubled by this demand. But as Beihai said, he seed to need nothing. For this world, he was quite carefree.
In the past, he had anxiety about getting stronger, but through relentless effort and sweat, he had finally forged an indestructible body.
If he couldn't see a way out and was still suppressed, he might as well make a big profit in the end. It was just one request anyway, sothing it could fulfill.
"If you can give endless wealth, I'll help you achieve it."
Beihai and the gno reached a deal. The gno opened a small pouch. The pouch seed tiny, as if it could only hold about 1,000 gold coins before being full.
But in reality, when Beihai took out his wallet and poured the contents in, the falling gold coins were definitely far more than just 1,000.
However, Beihai wasn't worried about gold coins. He possessed the entire undersea treasure, the wealth amassed by countless heroes from around the world.
He even had sothing as heaven-defying as Aladdin's Lamp, a wishing machine. re endless treasure was nothing.
After filling the other's money pouch, the gno also understood this was worth far more than the price. The paynt offered was enough to return everything taken from the Little Ghost.
After the new contract and transaction were completed, Beihai stated his first request.
"I demand that you be suppressed within a toilet, as a stinking stone, until the world's destruction."
According to the terms, the gno could only fulfill it, just as it had once bewitched the queen.
The queen was everything regarding her firstborn child, and Beihai's first request was impossible to refuse.
"What?"
The gno left only these two words before disappearing without a trace. If one wanted to find it, they'd probably have to search in a toilet.
The key was, Beihai also forgot to specify which toilet. That was rather awkward, but at least one problem was solved.
He refused to believe there was any loophole to exploit here, or any way to escape. Even Beihai couldn't think of how to break this curse.
Now, the Little Ghost had regained everything. That queen's beauty had surely aged, but it was still relatively early.
In the short term, it wouldn't be noticeable. In the long term, it was hard to say. One thing was certain: the Little Ghost couldn't stay in this country.
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