Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

The Ghost King's features were squeezed together, and his two eyes, each the size of a mung bean, gleamed with greed and lust.

His entire body of fat trembled with each breath, and black grease flowed from every fold of flesh, emitting a nauseating stench.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The Ghost King grabbed a struggling soul in his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and crushed it with a "smack" like eating a grape.

"Okay, okay!"

"That idiot Ghost Lord is finally dead, and Old Man Ghost God is gone too!"

"Now, this ghost realm is mine!"

He enjoyed the worship of the countless ghosts below and felt that he had reached the pinnacle of power.

"Where is that little bastard Guiya?"

The Ghost King exhaled a breath of black smoke and roared, "Didn't you say you had prepared a surprise for me? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

The voice just fell.

A sharp yet effeminate voice rang out:

"Daddy, isn't baby here?"

At the entrance of the cave, Guiya led a woman by the hand and slowly walked in.

In that instant, the originally noisy and chaotic banquet of ten thousand ghosts suddenly fell silent.

All the evil spirits' gazes fell on the woman.

At this moment, Yang Susu had changed into a gorgeous long dress stained with blood.

The skirt was extremely long, trailing on the human skin carpet like a flowing river of blood.

The skirt was embroidered with intricate spider lily patterns in gold thread, each flower seemingly alive, alluring and captivating.

Her long hair was pulled up high, revealing a section of her slender, fair neck, as elegant as a swan.

Among this group of hideous, rotten, and foul-smelling demons, she was breathtakingly beautiful, strikingly so.

Like a red lotus blooming in the depths of hell, pure yet carrying a deadly allure.

"Gudong."

I don't know which ghost swallowed first.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of swallowing saliva rose and fell.

Countless greedy, lewd, and possessive eyes were glued to Yang Susu, as if they wanted to pounce on her and tear her apart and devour her immediately.

Especially the demon king on the throne.

His two beady eyes widened instantly, and drool cascaded down his lips like a waterfall, dripping onto the layers of fat.

"This...this is the wife of the Blood Demon from the Demon Realm?"

He had previously investigated Jun Yichen and Yang Susu.

The Ghost King suddenly stood up, his fat body trembling violently.

"Absolutely top-notch, truly top-notch!"

"That figure, that skin, that scent..."

He rubbed his hands together, took a deep breath, and his face showed an expression of ecstatic ecstasy.

"This fairy's scent is truly unique!"

Gui Ya led Yang Susu step by step to the foot of the throne.

He looked up at the disgusting fat pig and a very obedient and filial smile appeared on his face.

"Daddy, this is a gift that I prepared especially for you."

"How is it? Do you like it?"

The Ghost King laughed loudly, and the sound shook the dust off the cave ceiling.

"I love it, I love it so much!"

"Guiya, you did a great job this time!"

"This woman, I'm going to take her as my 108th concubine tonight!"

"I'm going to enjoy this in front of all the ghosts, hahaha..."

As the Ghost King spoke, he stretched out his fat, greasy hand and made a lewd grabbing motion towards Yang Susu from a distance.

Yang Susu stood there quietly.

Facing the gaze of countless evil spirits and the blatant humiliation from the Ghost King, her face remained expressionless.

But the fingertips of the hands hanging at her sides twitched slightly.

A barely perceptible golden light flashed and disappeared between her fingers.

The Ghost King's obese body writhed on the throne, like a pile of rotting fat on a chopping board.

His beady eyes were filled with lewd light, as if he wanted to pounce on him right now.

"Guiya, my good son!"

The Ghost King laughed loudly, his voice like the clanging of a broken gong, "I heard that you also killed that idiot Ghost Lord?"

Gui Ya blinked his big eyes and nodded innocently and obediently: "Yes, Daddy. Didn't Daddy always say that Ghost Lord was annoying? So I helped Daddy get rid of him."

"Good, well done!"

The Ghost King patted his trembling belly and laughed even more wildly.

"Luckily, our Ghost God father isn't here. We don't know what he's up to in the God Realm, otherwise we wouldn't have had a chance to make a move!"

"Now that the Ghost Lord is dead, the Ghost Realm is under our control!"

He talks about the two of us, but he's actually making all sorts of plans in his mind.

Although Guiya is a bit strange, being a hybrid of god and demon, he is still just a little kid.

Once we've used him, we'll find an opportunity to devour him as well.

My skills will definitely increase greatly by then, and I might even be able to surpass my Ghost God father!

"Father, Mother is not only beautiful, but her cooking skills are also superb."

Guiya seemed completely oblivious to the Ghost King's thoughts and continued to speak with a grin.

"To celebrate Father's unification of the Ghost Realm, Mother has specially prepared an exquisite soup to make for Father herself."

"Oh? You can cook?"

The Ghost King became even more excited, "Very well, then let me taste the beauty's cooking!"

With a wave of Guiya's hand, several little ghosts huffed and puffed as they carried up a huge white bone stove.

Under the stove, eerie green flames burned.

The ingredients laid out in front of Yang Susu were not ordinary fruits and vegetables.

Instead, they were the still-beating hearts of high-level magical beasts, their purplish-black veins throbbing.

There were also several Nascent Soul cultivators sealed in transparent jars. These were human cultivators captured by the Ghost Realm, and they were now pounding on the jar walls in terror, screaming silently.

The surrounding demons, upon seeing these "top-quality ingredients," roared with excitement, their mouths watering.

Yang Susu stood in front of the stove.

Her blood-red dress looked exceptionally alluring in the glow of the will-o'-the-wisps.

She picked up a bone knife without expression.

"Shh!"

Knife up and down.

The movements were fluid and crisp, yet they possessed a strange and beautiful quality.

A monster's heart was instantly sliced ​​into pieces as thin as cicada wings, each slice with clearly defined textures.

She threw the sliced ​​meat into the boiling bone broth, and then grabbed a handful of unidentified black herbs and sprinkled them in.

The broth instantly turned a bizarre purplish-black color, bubbling and releasing a strong, pungent, and strange aroma.

Guiya stood to the side, arms crossed, like a mischievous child watching a play.

His gaze swept over Yang Susu's fingers almost imperceptibly.

Just now, the instant Yang Susu sprinkled the black herbs in, her fingertip was almost imperceptibly cut.

A drop of golden blood silently slid down her fingertip into the boiling pot of ghost soup.

That is divine blood.

The blood of a true god, containing extremely powerful purifying energy.

Moreover, at the moment that drop of blood fell, a tiny, almost invisible yellow talisman, folded so small it was barely visible to the naked eye, also fell into the soup along with the herbs.