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Chapter 1588 - 183: Undead Fairy Story_3
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Chapter 1588: Chapter 183: Undead Fairy Story_3

Ah Dai said indifferently, "If you exit my body now, I can still forgive you. As long as you are willing to help us completely destroy the Church of the Dark Saint, I can still do my best to help you reincarnate. Don’t you want to live a human life again?"

The Undead Fairy replied coldly, "No need for that, what I want is this body." The black fog suddenly thinned and vanished into the air in an instant. A stunningly beautiful slender figure appeared in front of Ah Dai. It was a young girl in a flowing white dress, immaculate from head to toe, with long black hair cascading past her knees. Her skin was flawless and pale, her delicate face holding a soft blush. Her light purple starry eyes sparkled, indescribably beautiful, with a hint of allure. As her bare feet were exposed to the air, her graceful body slowly floated up, looking at Ah Dai with a half-smile, half-not expression.

Ah Dai stared blankly at the white-clad girl in front of him, whose beauty rivaled Xuan Yue’s, and suddenly felt a sense of pity in his heart. Such a beautiful person, who would want to harm her? How did she become an Undead Fairy, surviving in this barren place for thousands of years? He frowned slightly and said, "Is this your true form?"

The Undead Fairy smiled and said, "That’s right, this is my true form from when I was alive. Do you think I’m beautiful?" She gracefully spun around in the air, her black hair and white gauzy dress swirling, her dazzling appearance indescribably stunning.

Ah Dai nodded and said, "Beautiful, you are indeed very beautiful, no less than my Yue Yue. But if you are so beautiful, why did you become a Super Resentful Spirit? Did something unhappy happen to you when you were alive? You are so beautiful, who would bear to do you wrong?" The power of a beautiful woman was boundless, and the originally vigilant Ah Dai had already shown a hint of relaxation. However, the Undead Fairy seemed unaware of Ah Dai’s lapse, standing still in mid-air as she listened to his words, muttering, "Who would bear to harm me? He did, he did! I was so foolish, why did I fall in love with him, that bastard?" Her beautiful eyes flashed with anger, her hair rising in an aura of agitation.

Ah Dai’s heart stirred with the thought that there must be an extraordinary reason for the Undead Fairy’s current state. If he could fully uncover her emotional knots, maybe she could sincerely help him like Little Bone. Thinking of this, Ah Dai softened his voice considerably, "Don’t be agitated, can you tell me who this bastard you speak of is?"

The Undead Fairy’s eyes appeared somewhat disoriented as she drifted to the ground, murmuring, "Who is he? Who is he? So many years have passed, I’ve long forgotten. I only remember the look of pity and guilt in his eyes when he left me, but I don’t need those, I don’t need them. What I wanted was his love, his love!" The Undead Fairy crouched on the ground, burying her face in her hands and sobbing, her body constantly trembling.

Ah Dai felt a pang of compassion and drifted down to her side, consoling her, "Don’t cry, I know you must have suffered great grievances to harbor such massive resentment. You’ve been trapped for thousands of years, speak out, it will ease your heart greatly. I am willing to be your listener, okay?"

The Undead Fairy’s delicate body shivered slightly as she slowly lifted her head, her beautiful eyes looking at Ah Dai with a sense of melancholy, "Can I borrow your shoulder to lean on? I’m so lonely, so lonely."

Ah Dai, seeing her demeanor, couldn’t help but think of Ice and even Mie Feng, lightly nodding and sitting beside the Undead Fairy, feeling conflicted. The Undead Fairy slowly leaned on Ah Dai’s shoulder and said softly, "Thank you, you are much better than him, at least you care about my feelings. Back then, if he had let me lean on him like this, how could things have turned out this way? He was truly handsome, tall, and carried a divine aura. From the first moment I saw him, I couldn’t help but fall in love with him. Wherever and whenever, he always exuded a sacred presence. He was very kind to everyone, but he would not share his emotions with me. We had known each other for a long time; back then his power wasn’t even as strong as mine. Yet he had a natural leadership quality, and people of all kinds were willing to follow him, becoming his friends, comrades. His power increased like inflating a balloon, and in just a few years, few in the continent could rival him. My love for him was truly deep, but as a girl, how could I confess my feelings to him? All his attention was on his grand cause, even though I was always by his side, he rarely gave me a proper glance. His indifference towards me remained unchanged. Finally, I couldn’t stand the torment in my heart and confessed to him. But he rejected me, ruthlessly rejected me. At that time, my heart was truly broken! Yet I still couldn’t bear to leave his side. How foolish I was, thinking that if I stayed by his side, he would one day be moved. But I was wrong, when that vile woman appeared, I realized I was wrong. To the scornful disdain of me, he fell in love with a woman less beautiful than I. I loathed, I loathed so much! Why? How was I inferior to her? Why did he not choose me? In our last battle, to help him, I stood by his side despite my inner sorrow, fighting against powerful enemies. But when the crisis simultaneously engulfed me and that vile woman, he chose to save her without hesitation, casting only a look of pity and guilt at me when the enemy struck my vital spot. I knew he was leaving me, leaving me forever. I died just like that, died at the hands of the enemy. My body died, and my heart died. Only when the cold claws of the enemy impaled my heart did I realize how foolish I had been, how foolish! I hate, I hate everyone. I truly hate! I couldn’t bear to die like that. Under the influence of the endless resentment in my heart, over hundreds of years, I became what I am now." The Undead Fairy raised her head to glance at Ah Dai, saying mournfully, "As a Resentful Spirit, I have no tears. I so wish to cry, to feel the sensation of crying..." Her slender body trembled continuously on Ah Dai’s shoulder, her delicate fingers intertwining, seemingly enduring endless pain.

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