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This is downright shameless!

Never seen such a lousy ghost—why didn’t Miss An beat him back into a ghost?

Shi Wuming couldn’t help but pull Ji Chengsi closer, with complete bewilderment: "What does he mean? I’m not interested in male ghosts."

Ji Chengsi stared at him in shock, "What are you talking about?"

"My heart belongs to another. Though she’s not here, I’ve always remembered her," Shi Wuming declared righteously.

Though Ji Chengsi nearly lost his ghostly form by his words, he quickly composed himself. So Miss Shi wasn’t interested in him but saw him as a "brother"—what a relief.

Just then, another swarm of undead emerged from the sea.

As they surfaced, the waters churned violently. In the dark expanse, a sea of crimson eyes glowed densely, making their spectral blood run cold.

The Ji Clan disciples once again took defensive positions across the ship, bracing for battle.

Like the night before, Wen Qiao seized the chance to grab one of the undead creatures, contorting its body like twisted rope and binding it to the Ruyi Bracelet, using the ring’s handle to clamp its gnashing maw shut, ensuring it couldn’t bite anyone.

"Husband, here you go," Wen Qiao handed the restrained undead to Ning Yuzhou.

Ning Yuzhou smiled at her and took it, commencing his analysis.

The Ghost Cultivators on board silently edged away from them. Yesterday it was Wen Qiao, today it was someone else—yet the sight remained just as spine-chilling.

Chapter 417

As darkness receded and the first pale light of dawn appeared on the horizon, the attacking undead finally retreated into the depths.

"Oooh oooh…"

Hearing the familiar wailing, the Ghost Cultivators on board turned woodenly to see the undead creature pinned down by Wen Qiao.

With deft movements, she twisted it onto the enlarged Ruyi Bracelet, its body coiling around the ring like some sinuous creature—almost artistic, if one ignored its gaping mouth clamped tightly shut.

To prevent it from harming anyone, Wen Qiao even shattered its fangs, turning it into a fangless horror.

So pitiful! Truly pitiful!

Despite finding these undead creatures hideous and their nightly assaults life-threatening, both the Ghost Cultivators and humans on board couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity for it.

Holding the Ruyi Bracelet, Wen Qiao asked Ji Chengsi, "Young Ji, can I keep it on the ship?"

Ji Chengsi stared blankly, conflicted. Why would anyone want to keep it aboard? He’d only ever heard warnings about preventing undead from boarding, never about inviting them in.

"Fine," Ghost King Uncle Qi strode over and consented without hesitation.

Delighted, Wen Qiao thanked the reticent Uncle Qi, "Thank you! We want to study it—we’ll make sure it doesn’t break free and harm anyone on board."

Uncle Qi merely nodded indifferently before taking his leave, appearing utterly unfazed about the potential danger of having an undead creature aboard.

Wen Qiao and the others returned to their cabin to rest.

Wu Xiongan and the others couldn't stop stealing glances their way, especially at the undead creature lashed to the Ruyi Bracelet. They were burning with curiosity—could Ning Yuzhou really discover a way to kill the undead?

The threat of the Deathless Sea lay in these creatures: their overwhelming numbers, their unkillable nature, and the fact that anyone—human or Ghost Cultivator—dragged into the depths would become one of them. If a method to kill them could be found, the danger of the Deathless Sea would lessen significantly, granting them greater security.

With this in mind, Wu Xiongan and the others eagerly volunteered their assistance, asking if there was anything they could do to help.

"No need," Ning Yuzhou said without looking up. "You guys go rest up; there will be plenty to do tonight."

Wu Xiongan and the others had no choice but to return to their cabins to rest.

The door to the neighboring room opened, showing Wen Yi slumped weakly against the doorframe, her face ghostly pale.

Everyone who saw her was surprised.

During this time, they had been busy resting during the day and fighting the undead at night, hardly paid her any mind. They hadn’t realized she had grown so weak that she could barely stand without support.

Wen Qiao walked over and gave her a nudge, almost toppling her, then quickly steadied her.

"What are you doing out here?" Wen Qiao asked. "Is something wrong?"

Wen Yi’s gaze drifted to the undead creature that Wen Qiao had tossed for Wen Tuti to hold. Softly, she said, "I just came to look."

"There’s nothing worth seeing. Worry about yourself first—try to live a little longer." As she spoke, Wen Qiao effortlessly picked her up, carried her back to her room, and placed her on the bed before popped a Spirit Restoring Pill into her mouth.

Wen Yi gazed at her vacantly, silent.

Perhaps sensing that her time was running out, Wen Qiao patted her hand with unusual gentleness, her voice softening. "Hold onto life. Even a miserable life beats a clean death! Besides, you haven’t even said goodbye to Leng Yi yet, right?"

After giving her a pep talk, Wen Qiao finally left.

When she returned to her cabin, Ning Jichen and the others looked at her.

"Sister, is she really going to die?" Wen Tuti asked.

Wen Qiao nodded. "That’s how it looks. The Spirit Restoring Pill can only buy her some time, but it won’t change the outcome."

Hearing this, Ning Jichen and Wen Tuti went quiet.

This was the first time they had encountered someone even Ning Yuzhou couldn’t save. Though they had no close ties with Wen Yi, after journeying together, and knowing why she had ended up this way, they still hoped she could survive. No matter what she might face in the future or what price she’d have to pay, as long as she lived, there would always be possibilities.

Cultivators were accustomed to life and death, but most still valued life above all.

"Don’t sweat it. This was her choice," Shi Wuming said, patting Wen Tuti’s head, wearing a lazy smile.

Wen Tuti swatted his hand away irritably. "I’m not worried about her!"

To prove his point, he snatched up the undead and took it to Ning Yuzhou for study.