The powerful Daoist aura rampaged in the main courtyard, scattering the precious flowers and plants everywhere. The maid holding the Jade Box had long since fainted under the porch, while inside, Princess Si Yi, dressed in a bright red bathrobe, had been waiting for soone who didn’t co. The commotion outside was too loud, forcing her to step out.
Upon seeing the chaos in the courtyard, with tiles shaken loose and the yard wobbling as though in an earthquake, she couldn’t help but scream, her legs giving way as she collapsed to the ground.
Inside Qin Liuxi’s sleeve, Song Zilian, who was locked by the Soul Hook Chain, heard that voice and, although she wanted to co out and kill that hussy, she didn’t dare.
Qin Liuxi’s current aura was so imposing and powerful that if she went out, she would surely be crushed into dust by the terrifying aura, never to be reborn.
Choosing between revenge and survival, she opted for the latter. Although she was already dead, it was better than having her soul scattered.
Song Zilian huddled close to the chain, shivering like a frightened chick.
anwhile, outside, the surrounding Wandering Ghosts had long since fled in terror, escaping as far away as possible to avoid the collateral damage of the Daoist aura.
Xuanming’s entire body clamored to flee, to get far away from this lunatic, or this would be all there is to his life.
Qin Liuxi stood before him.
Like a mass of burning fla.
Xuanming instinctively avoided her scorching gaze, biting his tongue hard, and said, "Daoist friend, we are all of the sa path, and there’s no grudge between us. Why are you targeting ?"
"Shaless, who is on the sa path as you?" Qin Liuxi kicked him, saying loftily, "I am of the Righteous Path, you are of the Evil Path, since ancient tis, righteousness and evil do not coexist, how could we be on the sa path?"
Xuanming was furious, but he forced the stifled blood in his chest back down. Engaging in a magical duel was one thing, but why the physical strikes?
"I didn’t actively provoke you!" he gritted his teeth.
"Yes, you did!"
Xuanming was stunned. When did I provoke this lunatic? I’m not stupid!
"You placed a tracking talisman on that fragnted array map, intending to outmaneuver and lure this big fish, to find another piece of the map!"
Xuanming: "..."
What, that map was with her? No wonder, no wonder the divination indicated great misfortune, it was pointing to her!
Infinite Heavenly Venerate, where did this nesis co from, dedicated to conquering ?
No, even so, I hadn’t had ti to put it into action yet.
Xuanming was about to argue when she continued, "And you still plan to use the Yin Evil Needle to harm from a distance!"
It’s not . I didn’t. I just wanted to see who you were!
"Judging by the karma surrounding you, these years have been smooth sailing at the Prince Xinyang Mansion. So why don’t you tell , how did you acquire that fragnted array map? Are you using it to catch another piece of the fragnt?" Qin Liuxi bent forward.
She didn’t ask why he was assisting Prince Xinyang against Empress Mu or what plans he had to bring prosperity to his descendants, as it was evident Prince Xinyang was ambitious, intending to muddy the court’s waters and seize an opportunity to rebel.
So she only asked about the origin of the fragnt.
Xuanming’s eyes flickered, "If I tell you, will you let go?"
"No!"
Xuanming’s face turned green. Then why should I say anything?
"Whether you say so or not doesn’t matter because the fragnt you obtained is in my hand, and whatever you plan to do with it is impossible now." Qin Liuxi smiled mischievously.
Xuanming muttered a low curse, his mind racing to devise a strategy: How could he escape from here?
"Go ahead, where did this fragnt co from?"
Xuanming snorted, opening his mouth, "What Taoist doesn’t have a few treasures tucked away? Naturally, it was passed down from my master’s lineage... uh."
He clapped a hand over his mouth, looking at Qin Liuxi in horror. What did you do to ? Why did I comply so easily?
"You have a master, and who is your master?" Qin Liuxi raised her hand, and the Sanqing Bell in his hand seed to have its own ideas, slipping from his grasp and darting into the air.
Xuanming howled, spinning as he lunged for it.
Buzz.
With a flick of Qin Liuxi’s Vajra Ruler, an even more solemn Daoist energy struck him, causing his Divine Soul to rumble, blood seeping from his seven orifices, while the Sanqing Bell ended up in her grasp.
"This Sanqing Bell, being held by you, has been wronged."
The Sanqing Bell, as though it could understand, gave a soft ding-ding in response, with a trace of grievance in the chi.
Qin Liuxi was sowhat surprised, looking at the Sanqing Bell in her hand. Is there an Artifact Spirit?
"Give it back!" Xuanming’s eyes were bloodshot, feeling humiliated while still having his Magic Artifact stolen. What Righteous Path, clearly a bandit!
Tonight, Qin Liuxi seed like a mischievous child, smiling at him, "In Chang City, there’s a Li Family, they grow tea, and their tea plantation has a Five Elents Luck Accelerating Array. But instead of using Five Elents materials, they used nine child boys and girls, buried alive; was it your doing?"
Xuanming’s breathing halted.
Again, was it her ddling?
"You could have set up an array with Five Elents materials, yet you insisted on using living humans. Now you’re harming infants for so Five Elents Noble Son. Such poisonous and insidious thods. You traveling Taoist, it’s not wrong to study the Five Elents, but why insist on using such vile thods, using innocent children to enhance your cultivation?" Qin Liuxi’s gaze was icy, gripping the handle of the Sanqing Bell, her tone shifting, "This Sanqing Bell is wasted in your hands, shall I teach you how to play with the bell?"
What?
With a thought, Qin Liuxi channeled Daoist Energy into the sword-shaped handle, stepping in a complex and strange Step Technique, while the bell in her hand swayed. Incantations began to pour from her lips.
Xuanming stared, horror-struck. She’s crazy. Isn’t she supposed to claim the Righteous Path? Why is she chanting a spell to summon ghosts?
Rumble.
He looked up abruptly, the snow in the night sky had unknowingly stopped. Dark clouds pressed down, and an eerie wind howled in from all around, whirling in the courtyard.
Amidst the eerie wind, there ca a piercing ghostly wail, a sharp and sorrowful cry chanting snowflakes stabbing painfully into the eardrums, a skull-splitting headache.
With each shake of the Sanqing Bell, the wails in the courtyard grew sharper. Phantom shadows charged from all directions, including from the Jade Box held by the maid under the porch, which burst open, releasing several baby spirits that flew toward Xuanming, encircling him tightly while crying.
The eerie wind raged, Xuanming was surrounded by countless phantoms biting and gnawing, his skin ripping, bones exposed to the flesh, further eroded by sinister energy, a cold that cut to the bone as if being sawn by icy knives, his internal organs splitting with excruciating agony.
Sharing his plight was Princess Si Yi, who shrieked in terror, clawing and kicking wildly, screaming and rolling madly away.
Qin Liuxi, expressionless, sealed the Yin Evil of the courtyard, watching Xuanming and his cohort coldly. The Sanqing Bell can suppress evil or summon evil spirits, and how it’s used depends on the bell bearer.
And Xuanming, having accumulated so many karmic debts, should truly experience the despair and resentful energy of the dead souls; this is called empathy.
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