NABC Chapter 371 - 373: Secret Recipe
Chapter 371 - 373: Secret Recipe
The bizarre sight made the woman’s face drain of color. She stared in horror at her bulging stomach.
She was so frightened she could barely stay seated.
"Master, what’s happening? My stomach!"
She stared at her stomach in terror, her face ashen.
No matter how desperately she wanted a life of wealth, she knew something was terribly wrong.
[Oh my god, is it going to explode?]
[What the hell is that? It’s so disgusting!]
[Holy shit, holy shit! This is making my skin crawl. It looks so thin, like it’ll burst with the slightest touch!]
The intense pain contorted the woman’s features.
She could no longer care about her appearance, writhing and rolling on the ground in agony.
"Master, please, help me! Master! Master!"
She pleaded earnestly, wailing piteously without pause.
Palm prints of various sizes continuously appeared on her stomach.
They seemed to be struggling, trying to claw their way out from inside her.
SQUELCH...
At the sound, Su Nian’s gaze shot to the woman’s stomach.
The woman’s belly was stretched taut, accompanied by the sound of tearing flesh.
One after another, tears began to appear on her skin.
The tears continued to widen, looking as if her stomach would rip open at any moment.
Su Nian’s expression changed. She swiftly pressed a sheet of talisman paper onto the woman’s navel.
The turmoil within her abdomen seemed to be temporarily halted.
Su Nian breathed a sigh of relief, and the woman’s wails ceased.
But soon, the talisman paper burst into flames, and the restlessness resumed.
[Holy shit, this is the first time I’ve ever seen the host’s talisman paper fail!]
[Oh god, is this going to be a disaster?]
[Is this woman going to die?]
[She wouldn’t listen to a word the host said earlier, so obsessed with marrying into a rich family. Well, look at her now. She’s reaping what she sowed!]
[Why are some women so stupid?]
Su Nian’s expression was one of alarm and uncertainty. She immediately took out several more sheets of talisman paper.
’If one talisman paper isn’t enough, I’ll just use more!’
Su Nian pressed more than a dozen sheets of talisman paper onto the woman’s stomach all at once. The sheer quantity managed to suppress the activity for the time being.
The turmoil in the woman’s stomach was temporarily suppressed.
But the pain was still unbearable. She rolled on the floor, drenched in sweat and crying incessantly.
"I don’t want this child anymore! I don’t want it! Get it out of me right now!"
In her terror, all pretense vanished. She spoke rudely, her tone demanding.
Su Nian ignored her, but her usually placid expression was now tinged with gravity.
’The resentment of this ghost fetus is too strong. I can only suppress it temporarily. I can’t think of a good solution right now.’
The woman noticed Su Nian’s hesitation. Growing even more panicked, she roared.
"Hurry up! Are you just going to watch me die here? If I die, the first thing I’ll do is have someone come and hack you to death."
She spoke with no courtesy, as if she’d forgotten her own predicament, spewing whatever came to mind.
[Why even bother with someone like this? Just let her die!]
[This is infuriating. The host told her from the very beginning not to keep this child, but she wouldn’t listen, all because she wanted to marry into a rich family. Well, how’s that working out for her now?]
[And now she dares to threaten the host!]
Su Nian’s gaze swept over the woman, stopping on her high, swollen belly.
In her vision, the woman’s enormous belly was now filled with a pitch-black mass.
It was impossible to see the details inside, but the dark mass was constantly writhing.
It was only temporarily suppressed by the talisman paper. Once the effect wore off, it would resume its restless activity.
The thought gave Su Nian a headache.
After a moment of rapid thought, Su Nian took out a long needle.
The silver needle was long, about ten centimeters, and glinted coldly. The woman shuddered.
"What are you doing?! Are you trying to murder me? I’m telling you, murder is illegal!"
Her face was ashen, and her voice trembled as she spoke.
"I’m telling you, murder is a crime! Don’t you dare do anything reckless!"
Gasping for breath, she was torn between the terror of her physical pain and the sheer dread of watching Su Nian hold that long needle.
But to her horror, the next second, Su Nian plunged the needle into her stomach.
[Host, what is she doing?]
[Is the host trying to kill her? Murder’s a capital offense!]
[This is a livestream. The host isn’t an idiot. Why would she murder someone in front of all these people?]
Then, a shocking scene unfolded.
Black, bloody fluid sprayed from the wound Su Nian had just made, splattering all over the room and releasing a thick, nauseating stench.
At the same time, the woman’s stomach began to deflate bizarrely.
The black fluid flowed more and more, the initial spray slowing to a steady trickle.
Su Nian added a few more sheets of talisman paper, pressing them firmly onto the woman’s stomach.
’The ghost fetus isn’t due yet, but it’s this desperate to be born. It must be because it sensed the threat. But for now, I have it completely suppressed.’
The woman’s agonized wails filled the room as she thrashed on the floor, much of the black fluid staining her body.
She no longer had the elegant, composed demeanor she’d had upon arriving. Instead, her face was a mask of terror.
She clutched her stomach as she rolled on the ground, her body covered in filth.
But her large belly was, bizarrely, slowly deflating.
Yet the wound on her stomach continued to ooze black blood.
Seeing this horrifying and disgusting scene, many viewers in the livestream chat threw up.
[This is too disgusting. Is that even human?]
[Why is the blood black?]
[No wonder the host said it wasn’t human. How could that possibly be a normal baby?]
A few minutes later, the woman’s pained expression slowly gave way to numbness.
Her large belly had slowly shriveled.
Su Nian tossed another sheet of talisman paper to the floor. The moment it touched the black blood, it spontaneously burst into flames.
Before long, the black blood on the floor had vanished.
Only the woman remained, lying numbly on the floor.
"Where’s my baby?"
Her eyes were vacant as she looked at Su Nian.
One hand tentatively reached out to touch her now-flat stomach.
The woman struggled to her feet and leaned back into her seat. She patted herself all over, confirming that her enormous belly was indeed gone.
Her face showed a mix of melancholy and regret.
"How did you get this ’baby’ of yours? Don’t you know perfectly well?"
Su Nian gave her a light glance, then looked at the lingering traces of black blood on the floor, a flash of impatience in her eyes.
"My baby... my baby... all I did was take some secret concoction! All I wanted was a boy! Is that so wrong?"
The woman stared at Su Nian, her emotions running high.
Su Nian’s expression grew even more scornful.
"You’re lucky to be alive. Must you insist on embarrassing yourself here?"
The woman froze for a second, but then, despite her weakened state, she started to argue with Su Nian.
It seemed that with the baby gone, her hopes of marrying into a wealthy family were completely shattered. She now threw all regard for her image to the wind.
"I just drank a little concoction! What’s wrong with wanting a boy!"
"So you drank wine infused with the heart’s blood of a newborn girl?"