Chapter 42: The End of the Soul

  Lu Xiaoling suddenly set her sights on Wang Ke, who was less than two meters away from her. She wanted to use Wang Ke to intimidate Wang Cang into dropping the glass bottle filled with transparent liquid that he had in his hand. This plan was cleverly thought out, but when she reached out to grab Wang Ke, Wang Cang suddenly appeared between them. The lid of the bottle in Wang Cang's hand was somehow opened, and white mist began to emanate from the mouth of the bottle. Wang Cang's mouth still had that terrifying evil smile on it. Lu Xiaoling looked at the glass bottle in Wang Cang's hand with a terrified expression, as if she had just seen a ghost. She was so scared that she turned around and ran, but Wang Cang caught one of her arms. Lu Xiaoling immediately began to tremble violently, and then desperately tried to struggle free from Wang Cang's "clutches".

  "Your time is up!"

  The icy voice made Lu Xiaoling's heart turn to ashes, and she only felt a wet chill on her back, followed by an intense burning sensation, like being burned by fire. She seemed to be struggling desperately, with a huge force tearing off her arm, but Wang Cang immediately let go, so the severed arm was still connected to her body by tendons.

  Lu Xiaoling broke free from the prince's restraints and ran towards the water pool in the southwest corner of the laboratory, wanting to use clear water to dilute the sulfuric acid on her back and reduce its harm to her. However, she had only run a few steps when she could no longer bear the severe pain on her back, and she fell to the ground with a stumble, rolling around and letting out painful wails.

  At this time, the prince standing on the sidelines watching the play seemed to have some doubts in his heart. He remembered that last time, just two or three drops of sulfuric acid had instantly crippled Lu Xiaoling's legs, but this time a whole bottle was poured in. By rights, Lu Xiaoling should have been reduced to ashes by now, but half a minute had passed and she was still rolling around on the ground, completely defying logic.

  After a while, Lu Xiaoling's rolling motion was obviously not as intense as before, and now it seemed to be on the verge of collapse, then fell to the ground motionless like she had stopped breathing.

  If it's a person, you can tell if they're dead by whether or not they're breathing... but this is already a corpse...

  Wang Chu put the glass bottle in front of his eyes, aiming at the few big words on the bottle, and said in doubt: "No, it's concentrated sulfuric acid!" Then he looked at Lu Xiaoling who was lying on the ground, muttering to himself: "Could it be that this bottle of sulfuric acid has been diluted, with a very low concentration?"

  "No, it hasn't been diluted. If it were diluted sulfuric acid, it wouldn't be emitting fumes when opened!" Wang Ke looked at Wang Chu's puzzled expression and said helplessly, seemingly disdainful of Wang Chu's ignorance, something even elementary school students knew, yet he didn't.

  The prince thought to himself, "You dare to look down on me?" and suddenly made a ghostly face at Wang Ke. Originally not considered human, this ghostly face was so real that it scared Wang Ke, who let out an "ah!" and took several steps back, only to find there was still a chair behind him, and he ended up falling onto it with a thud.

  Wang Chu looked at her and chuckled twice, then walked towards Lu Xiaoling.

  "Be careful, Wang Cang!" Wang Ke suddenly came back to her senses and said nervously, as if it was herself who was approaching Lu Xiaoling at this moment.

  Wang Chu turned around and made an "OK" gesture towards Wang Ke, thinking to himself that he might have been scared earlier and started worrying about himself.

  The female corpse's back that Lu Xiaoling is attached to has been burned by sulfuric acid and is now a mess of torn skin and exposed flesh, unbearable to look at.

  "Good grief! It's been burned to this extent, even if it doesn't die, it should be left with only half a life!" The prince seemed to relax his vigilance and slowly crouched down, muttering.

  At this moment, the female corpse suddenly sat up and grabbed Wang Cang's neck with her hand. Her eyes were full of resentment: "Thank you for leaving me half a life! Are you curious why I wasn't cremated?"

  Wang Chu was startled, thinking "Why do all ghosts like to pinch people's necks? Don't they have any other tricks? Although I've become a bit more capable now and won't be pinched to death, the feeling of being pinched is still too uncomfortable!" However, he eventually nodded in agreement with Lu Xiaoling, because he was indeed very curious about this matter, thinking that it would be better for her to explain herself rather than him trying to find the answer.

  Wang could see that Wang Chu's neck was being grasped by the female corpse, and he suddenly stood up from his chair, both tense and frightened. After calming down, he thought to himself, "She's already lost one arm, I don't believe she can stretch out a third hand!" So he casually picked up something and was about to engage in a fierce battle with the female ghost, but Wang Chu gave him a signal with his eyes, so he could only obediently retreat.

  "Hmph! That's not sulfuric acid, but hydrochloric acid. I shouldn't have died! You little brat, if anyone is to blame, it's your bad luck!" Lu Xiaoling's face turned gloomy and her voice was icy cold, then suddenly the corners of her mouth split open, revealing a bloody gash as she opened her jaws wide enough to swallow Wang Cang whole.

  However, Lu Xiaoling did not see the terrified and desperate face she had expected, but a face full of evil smiles, even more sinister than before. Then she heard a cold voice: "Sulfuric acid is just a tool for me to play with you, without it I can still kill you!" After that, she felt like her neck was being strangled, and then she was dragged out of the female corpse. She looked at the evil face in front of her, and her heart was suddenly filled with endless fear, despairingly spitting out her last breath: "Soul is gone!"

  "Wang Cuo, mirror! Tian Mi has disappeared!" Wang Ke pointed at the mirror and shouted anxiously.