12 Tsinghua University School of Physics

After Tu Ning, wielding overwhelming strength, forcibly humiliated Liu Lang, she still failed to detect the innate spatial dimension within him.

“Earlier, when tailing that scoundrel couple, they played quite extravagantly. Could it be related to their tricks? Maybe. This little pervert’s mind is probably filled with twisted garbage.”

As a mature woman from Fusang, Tu Ning had considerable experience both in observation and practice. She exhausted every known method and rigorously tested various durations but to no avail.

Due to the vast disparity in strength and overexertion, Liu Lang, with his D-level power, was nearly drained.

Midnight arrived; the cold wind howled desolately.

“This is starting to get addictive—the little pervert still isn’t useless,” Tu Ning said disdainfully as she pushed Liu Lang away. After dressing, she released Ouyang from her backpack.

The bald-headed Ouyang rolled on the ground several times, gasping for air. “L-Leader, I’m suffocating here!”

“You said a group of ghostly creatures took Liu Feier? Any other findings?” Tu Ning brushed the damp strands from her cheek.

“There were spatial fluctuations when the ghosts appeared. Also, there are rumors of a ‘Ghost Bride’ near the human camp,” Ouyang said with a grin. “Oh, and Leader, if you have any... physiological needs, grant me an excellent body and I can assist you...”

Tu Ning kicked Ouyang’s head so hard it soared into the sky. “Disgusting thing, go investigate the ‘Ghost Bride’!”

Could it be that only Liu Feier could activate the spatial dimension within him? Suspicious, she scrutinized Liu Lang, lit a cigarette, inhaled deeply, then leaned over him, exhaling smoke rings.

Through the hazy smoke, Liu Lang noticed a beauty mark at the corner of Tu Ning’s mouth. As his attention shifted to her face, he exclaimed, “Feier, you’re back!”

Tu Ning had completely transformed into Liu Feier’s likeness. Her petite figure could not fill Tu Ning’s dress; the snow-white straps slipped down to her abdomen.

Out of nowhere, Liu Lang summoned strength to pin “Feier” beneath him...

Tu Ning’s experiment continued until midnight, yet yielded no results.

Silently, at the cliff’s base, a procession clad in red wedding attire appeared.

At its center stood an exquisite red bridal sedan chair.

Sensing an ominous aura, Tu Ning’s peripheral vision caught the soundless procession.

Despite Liu Lang’s thrashing, she focused solely on the bridal sedan.

“Never shows up early or late, just at this moment. Could it be that the act of making love summoned the Ghost Bride?” she mused.

The spatial fluctuations were not ordinary; they were grander, their power surpassing her teleportation abilities by millions of times.

As the procession approached, Tu Ning realized the core of the spatial fluctuation was the bridal sedan. “Could it be a female ghost wielding overwhelming spatial powers? Controlling it would be beneficial…”

“Stop fooling around! The ghosts are here!” Tu Ning struck Liu Lang’s head to wake him.

The bridal sedan, deceptively slow, suddenly appeared right before them.

Tu Ning’s breath caught; immense force pinned her immobile, preventing resistance as she was pulled into the sedan.

Liu Lang, dazed and exhausted, continued blindly smashing the ground.

In a flash, Tu Ning’s body ballooned grotesquely; her arms twisted and stretched down to her knees.

Her eyes and nose vanished, leaving only a vast mouth split to her ears, lined with sharp teeth.

“Ah!”

With a violent burst, her basketball-sized hands broke free from restraint, clutching Liu Lang’s head.

They were dragged together into the bridal sedan.

Inside a bizarre, otherworldly space, vibrant, swirling oil paint-like colors flashed and spun...

Upon awakening, Liu Lang found himself surrounded by many unconscious young women—Liu Feier among them.

“Fei...” he tried to rush to her but was forcibly restrained by Tu Ning.

She gestured for silence.

Yet what Liu Lang saw was a pale face with only a small cherry mouth—no other features remained!

“Ah...” terrified, he attempted to scream, but Tu Ning’s swift, basketball-sized palm enveloped his entire head.

Only then did she realize her form was far from normal: her hands extended past her knees, palms basketball-sized, nails long, black, sharp as blades, and her face devoid of features except for the mouth.

“Damn it, this place suppresses my power—I can’t control my body... I’ll take a temporary one,” she muttered, reaching to touch the face of an unconscious girl nearby, pressing her palm against her own face.

After withdrawing her hand, her face became identical to the girl’s, while that girl’s face was left with only a mouth.

Liu Lang, shocked, tried to scream again and struggled desperately.

Annoyed, Tu Ning whispered, “What do you men want? No shame whether you have it or not! Listen carefully—if you don’t behave, I’ll take your little girlfriend’s face!”

Fearful, Liu Lang nodded obediently.

Following her cue, he saw a wandering bride nearby, the view obscured and dark. Even with his Sharingan, he could barely make out the figure.

The bride’s upper body was shrouded in shadow, features indistinct, but below her skirt, two slender ankles stood out clearly—even through red socks.

“So, you’re a foot fetishist, little pervert. Behave, and big sister will warm your feet,” Tu Ning teased with an unfamiliar face, sending chills down Liu Lang’s spine.

“This is a unique spatial node, and that bride is a powerful rule-bound ghost. When the time is right, she appears to capture young women. That’s her rule. Fortunately, she has yet to gain self-awareness and acts only according to her programming.”

The Ghost Bride wandered a while, climbed some steps, and then vanished.

Relieved at the lessening pressure, Tu Ning sighed, “Quick, bring your little girlfriend. I’ll lead you out. Witnessing the Ghost Bride’s immense spatial power has actually deepened my understanding of space.”

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