As the SUV lurched around the final mountain bend, the E-Pixiu leaped from the dashboard. Its steel horns aimed at stilt houses shrouded in mist. "Grble!" It gnawed Lin Wan's sleeve—golden tattoos bleeding with altitude gain.
"Even altitude is weaponized?" She ripped off bandages. The birth date brand pulsed under her veins. In the rearview mirror, corpse-vultures had trailed them for three hours—Zhou Yongnian's signature.
"Seeking destiny, girl?" A Miao silver-smith offered an ebony box, her eyes flickering with familiar gold traces.
The blood-jade bracelet inside seared Lin Wan's skin—
Vision: The same bracelet shattered on temple steps. A girl stabbed shards into her eyes: "I'll DESTROY this array core, brother!"
The inn bed cratered at midnight! Invisible weight reeking of grave soil pressed down. A Miao ghost with bleeding orifices hissed: "Fiiiind...braceleeeet..."
Golden tattoos flared as Lin Wan's hand plunged through spectral flesh—
Memory: The blood-jade bracelet embedded in temple earth. A hundred corpses swayed like pendulums.
Zhou Yongnian slashed his wrist over it: "The bracelet nourished by your eyes...is mine now."
A peachwood sword shattered the window, piercing the ghost's skull! Shen Xuan landed on the roof beam, his compass needle spinning wildly toward her bracelet.
"Collecting deadly gifts again, my Lady?" He flicked the sword—ghostly resentment streamed into the pixiu's maw. "That thing has fed on a hundred souls. Wear it longer...and you become the new core."
Shen Xuan slammed her wrist onto the compass! The bracelet levitated, revealing circuit-like veins—a nano-chip etched with Xin Mao, Gui Si, Yi Wei.
"Impossible..." Lin Wan staggered. "This chip is 2023 nanotech!"
The pixiu swallowed the jade, projecting a hologram: The Corpse King's tomb coordinates overlaying Zhou Yongnian's real-time location!
The earth collapsed! Rotted arms speared up, dragging Shen Xuan underground. "Caught you...my core..." Zhou's voice echoed from the corpse horde.
Lin Wan leaped into the pit, golden tattoos blazing. Her left hand slapped an ancient coffin—
Final Memory: In the temple basement, the girl embedded a chip into jade, smiling at a camera: "If you see this, brother...I've turned the Corpse King into a malice warhead."