Chapter 218: Chapter 217: The Rebellious Disciple Is Good for Nothing
Qin Liuxi is a practitioner of the Mystic Sect, but she’s sowhat different from the conventional Taoists there. She doesn’t play by the rules, her tongue is sharp, and yet she is extrely protective of her own.
In Qin Liuxi’s case, she can curse and confront anyone, she can bully, but it’s not okay for others to bully, not even ghosts.
If soone does bully, then they’ll have to follow her rules and learn their lesson.
Behaving like a possessing spirit, the Qinglan Temple Master’s approach—hesitant and half-hearted—simply doesn’t exist in front of Qin Liuxi.
Just seeing her old man wounded and his face streaked with blood, Qin Liuxi couldn’t tolerate it.
A re ghost dares to ss on her head and pretend to be innocent?
As soon as she faced it, Qin Liuxi pulled out the ghost Deng Shiniang’s soul and gave it a beating.
That’s right, a beating.
Simple and brutal.
She grabbed Deng Shiniang’s hair and slamd her onto the ground. Poor Deng Shiniang hadn’t even fully recovered her wits when she was slamd till she saw stars, but it didn’t end there.
Qin Liuxi pressed her to the ground, rubbed and pounded her, then began shredding her limbs, all the while saying, “Four bloodstains on the old man’s face, just right.”
After tearing off both arms and legs, she pinched a spell and flicked a bit of Karmic Fire onto them. With a sizzle, they were engulfed in flas.
The crowd: “!”
Ming Sese trembled and scurried to her Grandmaster, turning pale at the sight of Qin Liuxi disciplining the ghost.
Uncle Master Buqiu, so violent!
This poor ghost didn’t even manage to let out a scream.
Qinglan Temple Master was also a bit dumbfounded, moving next to his old friend to squat down together and watch, saying, “Is this how she normally is?”
Master Chi Yuan, chewing on a piece of jerky he retrieved from his sleeve, said, “Action over talk, the ultimate motto of the rebellious disciple, no objections accepted.”
Qinglan Temple Master opened his mouth and managed to say, “Did you teach her this way?”
Master Chi Yuan gave him a sideways glance: “Do you think I could teach her?”
His kiddos all grew up free-range!
Qinglan Temple Master was left speechless.
The old ghost, now torn into a body and a head, finally let out a scream: “You two old Taoists, I won’t resist anymore, make it quick for !”
Don’t let this violent maniac go on, she couldn’t take it.
She was also a hundred-year-old ghost, who used to bully others and devour little ghosts. Even the wailing sound she made earlier had summoned several helpers, but before they could arrive to assist, they saw Deng Shiniang the old ghost getting beaten and torn to pieces, one by one; the ghosts were so terrified they wished they could grow more legs to run faster than anyone.
Run fast, there’s a violent Taoist on the loose.
Beside them, Si Lengyue was dumbfounded watching Qin Liuxi hamring the old ghost.
This lady, she’s really capable of hitting!
“Is she just going to beat it to death like that? There’s no other way?” Qinglan Temple Master, hearing the old ghost’s howl for help, couldn’t help saying another word.
Master Chi Yuan, biting on his jerky, said, “Aside from her fighting skills, her talismans are well-drawn, her dical skills are not bad, she has so Daoist cultivation, and that’s about all there is—nothing else!”
Qinglan Temple Master cast him a mournful glance—how about we swap disciples? He too wanted such a ‘useless’ violent disciple!
Master Chi Yuan caught a glimpse of his old friend’s covetous look and silently shifted aside, though he knew all too well that a rebellious disciple couldn’t be exchanged and must remain his own.
How stingy.
Qinglan Temple Master couldn’t help but laugh in frustration, watching Qin Liuxi about to tear the ghost’s head off, and said, “That, Little Buqiu ah, cultivation is not easy, why not just give her…”
“A swift end?” Qin Liuxi finished the sentence, relentless as she was; after all, it was her own elder’s face—her face—that had been struck.
Um.
The Qinglan Temple Master wanted to plead for rcy for the other, but the young girl, with a smile, said, “Fine, for the sake of the Qinglan Temple Master, I’ll grant her a swift end.”
Without waiting for the Qinglan Temple Master to speak, a Karmic Fire landed on the old ghost’s broken body and began to burn fiercely.
Before Deng Shiniang was reduced to ashes, she felt a trace of relief—finally freed!
anwhile, so brazen little ghosts perched on the wall to spectate. Witnessing this scene, they felt their souls flicker and tightly morized Qin Liuxi’s face before drifting away in terror.
Horrifying, too horrifying. This face must never be forgotten; otherwise, if one provoked her, self-destruction would be preferable. Such brutality!
With the matter settled, Qin Liuxi approached Master Chi Yuan, looking down with a mocking sneer: “Look at you, skimming incense money from the temple’s offerings to live it up outside. Yet here you are, getting beaten up by an old ghost. You really do Qingping Temple proud, don’t you?”
Listen to that sharp tone, like a thorn.
Qinglan Temple Master sympathetically glanced at his old friend. Indeed, sotis such a worthless disciple could be really infuriating, right?
Master Chi Yuan leaped up, then uttered an “Ow!” as his leg had gone numb, nearly causing him to stumble.
Qin Liuxi quickly caught his hand, a trace of panic crossing her eyes. Her fingers already on his pulse, she asked, “Aside from your face, did she injure you anywhere else?”
Master Chi Yuan’s heart fluttered with unease, drawing back the hand that Qin Liuxi used to feel his pulse, coughing once before saying, “No, no. She didn’t have the chance before you arrived.” Then, wanting to save face, he added, “And, as your master, when I took the incense money from the temple, I was doing good deeds in the temple’s na all along the way, not at all as you put it—living a life of luxury.”
Qin Liuxi snorted and was about to retort when suddenly a sharp cry from behind startled her.
“My Yue’er, oh heaven, what shall I do?” Si Tu, stumbling and pushing away the servants’ hands, ran to his daughter Si Lengyue, who lay breathless on the ground. He picked her up and wailed in anguish.
Having returned to Si Residence and to her own body, Si Lengyue’s mories were sowhat restored, and seeing this scene, she couldn’t help feeling a headache coming on.
Her father was good-hearted, if only a little too prone to tears!
“Miss Qin…”
Qin Liuxi slapped her forehead, saying, “I forgot about you again. Now that you’re back, hurry and return to your body. Being soulless for too long is harmful.”
Si Lengyue nodded, bowed to Qin Liuxi, walked to her body, and dove into it. The soul initially seed sowhat unharmonious with the body, but Qin Liuxi recited the Soul Stabilizing Spell and cast a spell with a hand gesture.
Si Lengyue beca stable.
The Qinglan Temple Master felt envious, glancing at Master Chi Yuan with a sneer for the lack of such abilities. Heh.
Master Chi Yuan lifted his chin, his face showing pride; the rebellious disciple was his.
Si Tu was still crying, giving Qin Liuxi a headache as she said, “Stop your crying, your daughter is about to wake up.”
As if to confirm her words, Si Lengyue’s feather-like long eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes, her hoarse voice saying, “Father, stop crying.”
Si Tu, in the midst of a hiccup, suddenly burst into joy, hugging her and exclaiming with laughter and shouts, “Yue’er? Yue’er, you’ve co back!”
“Um,” Si Lengyue sat up, intending to speak but felt a wave of nausea and discomfort in her stomach. It felt as if she had been stuffed with countless greasy foods, and she turned her head to vomit it all out in disgust.
The stench was pungent from the ss; Si Lengyue closed her eyes, feeling sowhat ashad and thought it would have been better not to have woken up at all.
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