Chapter 295: We’re Not Just Emergency Rations, Are We?
"My wife is the lord of Dungeon Nine."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone erupted.
The crowd was stunned at first, their expressions freezing instantly, as if their minds had stalled, completely unable to comprehend what they’d just heard.
Next, disbelief appeared on everyone’s faces; their eyes widened as they desperately shook their heads, trying to deny this shocking fact.
Then, someone’s lips trembled, their body shuddering uncontrollably, as if seized by an invisible chill.
Immediately after, Jiang Che saw them start to back away without thinking, their footsteps stumbling, shoving each other—the once close-knit group devolving into utter chaos.
Fear spread like a plague, rapidly occupying every heart.
Their faces turned deathly pale, their eyes filled with deep terror, as if Jiang Che and Ding Ning standing before them were demons from Hell.
For a moment, the crowd was completely swallowed by fear, losing the ability to act.
The area around Jiang Che instantly emptied of people.
Ding Ning’s emotions were conflicted, hiding behind Jiang Che.
Everyone’s string of reactions left her silent.
Her heart was in turmoil—on one hand, she felt disappointed and helpless at the human response; on the other, she was moved by Jiang Che’s fearless openness about their relationship.
She never expected Jiang Che would be so direct in telling humans her identity.
They had already been standing amidst the crowd; at first, people approached out of curiosity, wanting to see which family’s daughter was beside Jiang Che. Now, as if they’d seen the god of plague, they all retreated.
Ding Ning tugged at Jiang Che’s hand, gripping slightly harder, wanting to leave this chaotic place.
She’d never minded being feared by humans before.
That fear was always the best fuel for becoming stronger.
But now, the scent of fear hanging in the air just made her feel utterly irritated.
Jiang Che stood firm, straight as a pine, his cold gaze sweeping the crowd with a mix of authority and indifference.
"This is how it is with me."
"If you want to live well here, you have no choice but to accept it."
"If I sense even the slightest trace of fear in the future, I’ll send you away." Jiang Che said coldly.
His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an unquestionable authority, clear in everyone’s ears amidst the chaos.
Hearing this, the crowd shuddered again; besides fear, they now felt even more panic and tension.
Xiong Jie and the others saw the commotion and hurried over.
They had been busy in the distance, always keeping an eye on Jiang Che and Ding Ning.
They knew Jiang Che was planning to bring Ding Ning out for fun today, and had carefully informed him of every working facility, hoping they’d have a pleasant time.
At first, they didn’t dare approach, just watching from afar, not wanting to disturb the rare warmth of the moment.
Until they heard the noise here, sensed something was wrong, and rushed over.
Seeing the fear in everyone’s eyes, they immediately knew what had happened.
Hearing Jiang Che’s words, they couldn’t help sighing helplessly.
Human fear of spirit bodies runs too deep—it’s impossible to change overnight.
That fear has been around forever, seeped into their bones. No amount of tough words will erase it.
Xiong Jie thought back to himself—it took him ages to reach his current calmness.
From initial terror and avoidance, to slow acceptance, and finally to facing it calmly—the hardship of it only he knew.
He understood Jiang Che’s anger and helplessness, and he understood the crowd’s fear, but this deadlocked situation really couldn’t be solved in a moment.
"Jiang Che, don’t be too angry. This can’t be changed in a day." Xiong Jie stepped forward and gently advised.
Jiang Che’s expression remained stern, still gazing at the terrified crowd, lost in thought.
Right now, he really wanted to drive these people out of the territory; he couldn’t tolerate their fear and rejection of Ding Ning.
"I’m pleased to meet you all." Ding Ning stepped forward, holding Jiang Che’s hand beside her.
Her voice was clear and bright, breaking the oppressive silence.
"Whatever happened before doesn’t matter, but from now on, as long as you are in Jiang Che’s territory, you’re one of us. Now the two worlds are gradually merging."
She looked at the crowd with resolute eyes, calm expression. "You’ll start interacting with spirit bodies a lot more from now on."
"You should know, this is not your refuge—the dangers outside will eventually break through your defenses."
"When I don’t even have ill intent and you still fear like this, once outsiders arrive, you’ll be the first to die."
She smiled lightly, with no intention of currying favor with this crowd.
After speaking, she pulled Jiang Che by the hand and walked toward the Ferris wheel behind them. She’d been staring at this giant Ferris wheel since earlier.
"No need to drive them out." Ding Ning squeezed Jiang Che’s hand. "I don’t mind."
"It’s just a little pity."
"With the worlds merging, other lords will definitely send people over." Ding Ning was clear about this—once Jiang Che grew stronger, passed other dungeons, and cleared ten territories, they’d discover his goal.
And then, they’d try every possible means to stop Jiang Che.
Sending people in droves to challenge is one of those ways.
Jiang Che’s dungeon already has spirit bodies chasing the challengers anyway.
But since she herself cleared that dungeon, underlings from other lords would be able to clear it as well.
So Jiang Che might as well send more people like Long Yun to stand guard throughout the dungeon.
But these guardians can’t roam freely—that’s the dungeon’s restriction.
As long as challengers escape the local guardians, with enough entrants, someone will eventually fight their way to Jiang Che.
Fei Hu followed them, watching as the two walked toward the Ferris wheel, a trace of blessing in her eyes.
She quietly trailed after, her steps light, wary of disturbing this couple basking in happiness.
Once they’d boarded, Fei Hu switched on the power.
With the power flowing, the Ferris wheel began to slowly turn.
The Ferris wheel, once up, wouldn’t come down for a long while—more than enough time for those above to take in the scenery.
The crowd behind was noisy; she chuckled softly and walked toward the back.
Xiong Jie pushed the crowd away, urging them to keep their distance. Jiang Che and Ding Ning had just come out to enjoy themselves, and the entire territory was built for Ding Ning.
He realized these people truly couldn’t see the situation clearly.
"Wait, with such a big lord in the territory, what about our safety?"
"How could anyone cooperate with spirit bodies? How could you marry one?"
"We’re not emergency rations, are we?" someone asked, voice shaking.
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Hearing them, Xiong Jie burst out laughing.
"Then you all can leave whenever you like."