Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

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Nighttime, Zero Antique Shop.

Jiang Chaosheng sat at the counter reading a book.

Suddenly, he frowned and looked at his left wrist.

The shadowy figure uneasily jumped off the wrist, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed twice to Chongjiang Chaosheng, gesturing with both hands.

Jiang Chaosheng frowned.

Did Yang Xiao lose the Ghost Shadow Gloves?

In other words, Yang Xiao's body has disappeared again.

Yang Xiao has only one weakness.

If the shadow disappears completely, it will turn to ashes when facing the sunlight.

Jiang Chaosheng said softly:

"Do you need any help?"

The shadowy figure kept gesturing for its name, very urgently.

He meant:

The other party has set a trap; if you go there rashly, you are very likely to fall into it.

Therefore, he hopes to reclaim his shadow, wait for the right opportunity, and strike at the crucial moment.

Jiang Chaosheng's gaze was deep and thoughtful.

I remember the Mirror of Knowledge saying that he would be abandoned by everyone, and even Yang Xiao was unwilling to help him.

If you believe in the mirror of knowledge, then you should hold Yang Xiao's shadow firmly in your hand.

But......

As the manager's notes also say, the Mirror of Knowledge doesn't lie, but it keeps deceiving you.

Perhaps it's better to... let things take their natural course and not be misled by the pursuit of knowledge.

Jiang Chaosheng pondered for a moment, then touched the shadowy figure with his finger:

"I can return your shadow to you for now."

But you owe the antique shop a shadow of yourself.

The shadowy figure bowed three more times before disappearing in a streak of black light.

Jiang Chaosheng stared at the ceiling, his unease growing stronger.

I have a feeling that something big is going to happen recently, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

He took out his notebook from the drawer and turned to that page—the words of the Mirror of Knowledge lay on the paper, one by one:

My name is Jiang Chaosheng. Today is December 15th. I am dead.

I should have killed that woman a long time ago.

She died, and all the subsequent disasters will not happen.

I will not fall into the curse, nor will I lose the protection of Antique Shop Zero, nor will I be betrayed by members of the Taboo Society.

The members of the Taboo Society have all betrayed me.

Daji watched as the Jinghe Dragon King disobeyed his orders.

Jin Meiting, Xia Li, Liu Weiqian, and Zhong Shu stayed far away.

Even Yang Xiao hid—he's not coming to save me at all!

.....

Every word he spoke was the truth, yet every single one of them was a lie.

Jiang Chaosheng was completely baffled.

He genuinely didn't believe that members of the Forbidden Society would betray him.

It wasn't because of any deep bond between him and them, but because their interests were so tightly intertwined.

Take the Jinghe Dragon King, for example. He had to rely on himself to avenge himself.

No matter how crazy or senile that dragon is, it could never betray me.

He closed his eyes, his mind racing, reviewing everything from the moment he took over the antique shop—

To take in the first forbidden object, to take in the first member of the Forbidden Society, one by one, one by one, until this moment.

The moment Yang Xiao's shadow left behind vanished, he suddenly had a sudden realization.

Jiang Chao suddenly opened his eyes, a slight smile slowly curving his lips.

"Oh, I see..."

The clouds parted to reveal the sun.

He calculated the time.

I figured it out, but it was too late.

It seems the outcome is already decided.

He no longer had any doubts, tore off the piece of paper, folded it, put it in his pocket, and looked up at the second floor.

"If that's the case," he said softly.

"The only thing I'm worried about is Daji."

He touched his lips.

The kiss from last month still seems to retain the warmth of that woman.

He lifted his leg and headed upstairs. He needed to remind Daji—

Don't let that woman lose her life in this game of scheming against herself.

After all, Daji is Daji, and the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon Pill is the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon Pill.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Demon Core is a forbidden item and cannot be broken.

But Daji was merely a demon soul residing in the nine-tailed fox demon's core; her soul would eventually be scattered.

.....

Second floor, guest room.

Daji has been having a lot of dreams lately.

My dreams are filled with strange and unusual things.

Ever since his trip to Dream Island and being drawn into the Evil Qilin's dream, his long-buried memories have begun to loosen, surfacing in his mind scene by scene in the form of dreams.

In her dream, she infiltrated the Yousu clan and became the adopted daughter of the Yousu tribe's leader. She was presented to the emperor as a hostage, posing as a princess.

She had not forgotten the curse of the Western God—to break the curse, she had to obtain the heart of the Human Emperor.

She remembered the day she left the Yousu tribe.

The sky was blue, the wind was warm, and the sunlight lazily spread across the ground.

The royal family of the Yousu tribe welcomed the envoys of the Great Shang Dynasty at the city gate.

Daji was dressed in a flamboyant way—pink on top of a red robe, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

She heard from the tribespeople that Emperor Xin was greedy, lustful, and had a particular fondness for common women. .

In order to assassinate him and obtain his heart, we must cater to his desires.

Before the city gate, the legitimate princesses whispered among themselves.

"That's good, we're not the ones sending them to Chaoge as slaves."

"It is said that Emperor Xin was born with four eyes and three ears, a mouth full of crooked teeth, and a body covered in black hair; he was coarse and vulgar."

"To become a slave to such a tyrant would be worse than death!"

"To become a slave to such a tyrant would be worse than death!"

"Keep your voice down! Di Xin has incredibly sharp ears; he can hear people talking badly about him from a thousand miles away!"

"Yes, yes, keep your voice down—if someone hears us, we'll be thrown onto the torture device and roasted alive!"

Daji's lips twitched.

Four eyes and three ears? A mouthful of crooked teeth? Covered in black fur? Even monsters would be embarrassed to look like this!

Just how terrifying was Emperor Xin that he frightened these people to this extent?

She felt pitying gazes directed at her.

The princesses started gossiping again.

"Emperor Xin disregarded human ethics and was utterly immoral. I wonder what kind of torture Daji will suffer."

"Hmph, that tyrant doesn't care about morality. If he had any morality, why would he declare war on the gods?"

"That's right. Thanks to the blessings of the gods, we have been able to enjoy favorable weather and abundant harvests."

Daji frowned.

God?

She used to think that the gods were good.

But ever since the Western God cursed her, she knew she was terribly wrong.

That old man had the nerve to harm such a cute little fox; he doesn't seem like a good person at all.

Suddenly, everyone fell silent.

A ridiculously luxurious carriage approached from afar. The chief of the Yousu tribe led the way, kneeling down and proclaiming loudly:

"This humble subject of the Su clan pays respects to the envoy of the Great Shang Dynasty!"

Others knelt down in unison, their voices echoing the call to action.

"Welcome, envoy from the mighty Shang Dynasty!"

The carriage curtain was pulled back, revealing a strikingly handsome face, and a voice that left no room for argument: "Get in."

Daji was stunned.

She recognized that face—the young emperor of the Shang Dynasty!

How could it be the Emperor himself who came to fetch a disgraced female slave like herself?

Behind him, he heard the princesses whispering in a different tone.

"This envoy is quite handsome!"

"If Emperor Xin had even half the talent of this young envoy, I would gladly go to Chaoge!"

Daji glanced behind her and smiled contemptuously.

Just a moment ago they were slandering someone's flaws, and now they're acting like a lovesick fool.

Humans are so stupid.

She wanted to get into the car quietly, but she was very unhappy.

Regardless of this tyrant's character, he's certainly not bad-looking.

She'll be serving someone in the future, and it would be too embarrassing if people kept thinking she was serving an ugly monster.

Furthermore, she also wanted to stand up for Di Xin—

How did such a handsome young man end up looking like that?

Daji immediately knelt down and shouted:

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Emperor!"

The princesses were dumbfounded.

Your Majesty the Emperor?

Is this the Human Emperor?

How is that possible?!

Where are the four eyes, three ears, and all-black fur that were promised?

The chief of the Yousu tribe looked up at the dragon chariot in disbelief.

He had never seen the true face of the Emperor—although the Great Shang had crushed the You Su with overwhelming force, the one sent to suppress them was merely a minor general.

Inside the dragon carriage, the young emperor frowned, his gaze shifting between Daji and the people of the You Su tribe. He shook his head and smiled, then lowered the curtain.