Chapter 1: Ancient Corpse Transmigration

The heavy, swirling rain slowly began to subside, the rainwater mixing with the scent of earth as it swept the sandy soil into the bottomless cave.

The dark clouds dispersed, replaced by a thick fog that obscured all vision beyond five meters. The moonlight above was as thin as a veil, yet it felt heavy enough to stifle one's breath.

"Crack, crack, crunch!"

Within the unfathomable darkness, there seemed to be eerie sounds struggling to emerge from hell, carrying a resentment that felt as if it intended to tear one's bones and gnaw at one's flesh.

"Did you find it?"

The three people inside the tomb held their breath, their hearts pounding as they stared into the pitch-black coffin.

"We dug it up. Is this it?" a woman's doubtful voice drifted over. The three looked at each other and excitedly opened the bone-carved coffin.

Inside the coffin, aside from a tightly wrapped mummy, there was nothing else. A foul, fishy stench wafted toward them. Ling Yuan's excited expression slowly crumpled into a frown: "Wasn't it said that this was the tomb of the Wolf Kingdom's Queen? Why is there only one mummy, without even a single funerary object? This doesn't look like a Queen's tomb at all!"

"Third Sister, this... I'm not sure either. Eldest Sister, is our map wrong?"

"It shouldn't be..."

Even the leader was at a loss.

A tomb for a Queen of the Wolf Kingdom that had never appeared in history—they had found the burial goods, yet the Queen's tomb itself was empty. Even she didn't know how to explain this to Second Sister and Ling Yuan.

Ling Yuan suddenly cried out, "What is this?"

With a casual tug, a crystal-clear, cyan water-drop jade pendant sent waves of icy coldness through her palm.

"Ah!" Ling Yuan let out a sharp cry and opened her palm, only to find it had been pierced and was bleeding.

"Damn it, this thing actually bites!"

"It seems that besides this object, there's nothing else in this tomb worth taking. Let's go."

At the leader's command, Second Sister and Ling Yuan turned away dejectedly, preparing to leave.

Rustle, rustle, rustle...

"What was that sound?"

Ling Yuan, who was trailing behind, suddenly spun around. A pair of skeletal white bones suddenly lunged out from within the bandages, and a pair of resentful, dark red eyes stared intently at her face.

Ling Yuan's body froze; despite her agile movements, she found herself unable to budge.

The corpse that had burst from the earth seemed to be under some sort of summons, seeking out Ling Yuan. It swayed mechanically toward her, its blood-red eyes fixed on her face. Where the bandages had peeled away, they were coated in bloody tears.

"Help me... seek revenge..."

"Huh?"

A mournful wail, carrying endless hatred and sorrow, erupted. The attached bandages swirled toward her like a deluge, wrapping around Ling Yuan's body and dragging her into the coffin. The bone-carved lid slammed shut with a bang.

The leader and Second Sister roared in unison, "Ling Yuan!!"

When the coffin was opened again, it was already empty, leaving behind only a colorful, exquisite fan. On it was an image of a woman tilting her head with a playful smile, as if looking at her lover.

On the main street of the Wolf Kingdom's Imperial City, a bright red bridal sedan was blocked by a group of military officers.

The charming bride's head was covered with white gauze, rather than a red bridal veil.

"Third Young Lady, do you intend to use death to threaten His Highness Tongxiang? The Prince has commanded that even if you die without opening the door to welcome him, he will never marry you. You might as well die with a sincere heart." Red gauze represented celebration, while white gauze represented death. As the military officer turned away, he spat fiercely on the ground.

Shameless creature, actually resorting to such a lowly tactic as forced marriage.