area51novel Chapter 134 Ghost Nana
Chapter 134 Ghost Nana
Chapter 134 Ghost Nana
Dai Youheng and Ling Ya waited patiently for several days at a hotel in Mingdu. Although the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy was heavily guarded, it was not a completely isolated prison, and its students had a considerable degree of freedom to come and go.
Dai Youheng recalled the details mentioned in the original work, that Nana seemed to have to leave the academy late at night every now and then.
She went to the secret branch of the Holy Spirit Cult that controlled her mother's soul.
On the one hand, the head of the branch altar would graciously allow her to briefly see the imprisoned souls of her parents, using this as a rein to continue controlling her.
On the other hand, it was necessary to check her cultivation progress and ensure that this pawn was still under control. At this time, Nana had not yet truly joined the Holy Spirit Cult. The leader of this branch altar planned to offer her to the main altar after she had completed her studies at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.
Nana did consider rebelling or seeking help. She once placed her hopes on Jing Hongchen, the dean of the academy and the head of Mingde Hall, but in despair, she witnessed the high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Cult secretly meeting with Jing Hongchen.
At that moment, she realized that not only Mingde Hall, but probably the entire Sun Moon Empire's high-ranking officials had reached some kind of dirty deal or tacit understanding with the evil soul masters.
From then on, she basically gave up hope and could only numbly submit to being manipulated.
Although Dai Youheng had never seen Nana in person, he had a vivid memory of her physical features: a tall and slender figure of nearly 1.8 meters, extremely eye-catching among women; healthy wheat-colored skin; long, dark red hair usually neatly tied into a ponytail; and eyes that appeared exceptionally sharp due to long-suppressed hatred and pain, with an overall somber temperament. In addition, there was her unique timing of departure, always choosing to leave the academy alone late at night when all was quiet.
With such obvious characteristics and a predictable pattern of movement, it was not difficult for Dai Youheng and Ling Ya, who were keen observers, to locate her.
After more than half a month of covert observation and screening, they completely confirmed their target.
That night, when Nana returned from that disgusting branch of the Holy Spirit Church, exhausted, she walked into a quiet, deserted alleyway that she had to take to get back to the college.
A dark shadow emerged from the shadows behind her without warning, giving her no time to react. A terrifying soul force far exceeding her own instantly suppressed her entire body, and a precise force came from the back of her neck.
Nana's vision went black, her consciousness vanished instantly, and she collapsed limply to the ground. Before she completely lost consciousness, her last thought was a chilling despair: Was the Holy Spirit Cult finally going to eliminate me completely? Or were there other enemies?
Ling Ya easily caught her limp body, his figure disappearing back into the shadows as if he had never been there.
The entire process was swift and efficient, happening in the blink of an eye, without attracting any attention. The fact that the Holy Spirit Church chose a remote and dark location for its branch altar provided excellent cover for Dai Youheng's actions.
After an unknown amount of time, Nana slowly woke up in an unfamiliar hotel room.
The soreness in the back of her neck immediately reminded her of the scene before she lost consciousness. She sat up abruptly, her soul power instantly circulating as she warily scanned her surroundings.
The first thing that catches the eye is a handsome, yet slightly sinister, black-haired boy sitting in the opposite chair, and a silent, unfathomable middle-aged man standing behind him.
She quickly checked herself and found that her clothes were intact and there were no signs of other violation or harm to her body.
This gave her a slight sense of relief, but her vigilance remained undiminished.
If the other party wasn't after her body, then they must have a more troublesome purpose.
She forced herself to calm down, her sharp gaze fixed on the young man who was clearly in charge. Her voice was a little hoarse from just waking up, but it carried a fearless question: "Who exactly are you? Why did you kidnap me halfway?"
Looking at the barely concealed but still present panic in her eyes, and her innate wariness, Dai Youheng smiled slightly and said in a calm tone, "Miss Nana, you don't need to be nervous. We are not your enemies. On the contrary, we may be the only people in this world who can help you break free from the control of the Holy Spirit Cult, let your parents' souls rest in peace, and give you the opportunity to take revenge yourself."
His words struck like a thunderbolt, instantly revealing the deepest, most painful, and most longed-for secret in Nana's heart.
Her pupils contracted sharply, her body tensed abruptly, and she almost blurted out, "You—how do you know about me? Who are you?"
"My name is Dai Youheng," Youheng said calmly, her voice soft but full of confidence. "I know your story, Nana. Everything."
Then, unhurriedly, he recounted the painful past that had been buried deep in Nana's heart for many years.
From inheriting her mother's ghostly martial spirit, to her mother's encounter with the Holy Spirit Cult when she was six, forced into the cult and killing her husband in a fit of rage, before finally regaining her senses and committing suicide for love; to how members of the Holy Spirit Cult came to her door, taking away her parents' souls, using the release of those souls as bait to threaten the young girl into becoming a pawn; and her later unintentional discovery of the truth about her parents' imprisoned souls, and the desperate warning from her mother's soul—
Every detail, every pain, was clearly and calmly recounted by Dai Youheng, as if he had witnessed it all firsthand.
"Stop talking—please—stop talking—" Nana clutched her head in anguish, her body trembling violently. The memories she had forcibly suppressed burst forth like a flood, instantly overwhelming her, and tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.
Those nights of waking up in terror, that despair with no one to confide in, that suffocating feeling of having one's life controlled by invisible threads, once again tightly bound her.
Dai Youheng stood up, walked over to her, and knelt down. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, which was trembling from sobbing, and softened his voice, "Don't be afraid, it's all over now. Trust me, I came here to help you escape this sea of suffering."
"Help me?" Nana suddenly looked up, her tearful eyes filled with despair and disbelief. "How can you help? Even the Mingde Hall and the Sun Moon Empire are colluding with the Holy Spirit Cult! With just me and the two of you, how can we possibly fight them?"
Having witnessed that vast darkness, she no longer believed in the light.
"We don't need to confront the entire Holy Spirit Cult immediately, much less overthrow the behemoth that is the Sun Moon Empire right now." Dai Youheng's voice was calm and persuasive. "The one who imprisoned your parents was just a branch altar. As far as I know, the strongest person in that branch altar was only a Soul Saint."
After speaking, he turned his gaze to the silent Ling Ya behind him and nodded.