The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast Chapter 1431: Set Up the One Who Handed Me the Knife

Inside the Horse-Faced Bell, the man slowly awakened, a golden light flashing in his eyes, revealing that he was a Ghost Cultivator with rit.

"How do you feel?" a gentle voice inquired beside his ear.

The man turned his head to look at her, his gaze fixed intently on her, yearning to rge her into his soul, never to separate again.

"I feel like I’ve beco very powerful. I can soar to the skies, delve into the earth, and float far, far away in an instant. Perhaps this is the power of the soul, transcending everything. It feels as if my previous flesh was rely a cage for the soul."

Upon hearing this, Ghost Sister nodded, saying, "It’s like that at first, but gradually the soul will feel empty and desire to absorb sothing to solidify the soul body."

"Is that so? How can one solidify the soul body?"

"I don’t know about that either. Let’s wait for my master to teach us. She might be back soon."

"Your master?" He was very curious about the series of events his girlfriend experienced after becoming a Ghost.

"Yes, my master, Feng Qi, is an impressive Ghost Cultivator. She can solve our problems. She went to an ancient tomb to search for a vessel to carry the soul body, she should have made progress and will be back soon."

These are the ssages transmitted through talisman communication between Little Taotie and Feng Qi.

Feng Qi, being a Spiritual Body, should be afraid of things like Yellow Talismans, but her body has almost solidified, so she’s not only unafraid but can also use Sound Transmission Talismans to fold Yellow Talismans into paper cranes or butterflies to communicate across thousands of miles with Little Taotie.

"Your Spiritual Body exudes golden light. Even though you’ve killed, why do you still have rit?" Ghost Sister was puzzled and sowhat enviously remarked, "The golden light is pure in color and contains a considerable amount of Power of rit."

Hearing this, the man was montarily stunned, as if he had thought of sothing, and asked, "Is ting out justice and eliminating the ones who should be killed considered an achievent? Before being imprisoned, I donated all my assets, not letting those relatives get a penny, does that count as rit? Oh, and even knowing those people handed the dagger on purpose, I still stabbed myself and left a note before dying, emphasizing the origin of the knife. I think by now, those people have all been netted in and quite a lot of bad fish caught, does that count as an act of rit?"

"Even in death, you don’t forget to dig a pit for others?" Ghost Sister widened her eyes, a bit incredulous.

"They wouldn’t let live in peace, insisting I die."

"Who handed you the dagger?"

"Xiao Qian’s parents. Their business was never clean, and nothing happened all these years because they had soone above protecting them. This ti, I think everyone on this line has been reined in and those corrupt officials are probably going to face the noose of justice!"

Ghost Sister gave him a thumbs-up: "You’re impressive, really impressive."

"Not really impressive, I only used death to drag them down." He smiled bitterly, "Mutual destruction never signifies strength, only helplessness, nowhere else to turn."

"I couldn’t protect you, nor could I protect myself, and this end, one could only say, the family’s business was too big without the ans to guard it, leading to being calculated against. At most, I could only drag them down with us." "I don’t know about that either. Let’s wait for my master to teach us. She might be back soon."

"Your master?" He was very curious about the series of events his girlfriend experienced after becoming a Ghost.

"Yes, my master, Feng Qi, is an impressive Ghost Cultivator. She can solve our problems. She went to an ancient tomb to search for a vessel to carry the soul body, she should have made progress and will be back soon."