My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 1130 - 1098: Xuanming: I Knew This Journey Would Be Dire!

Although she is a new ghost, her resentful energy is sufficiently strong, and she has gained a bit of ghost power.

But that’s all there is to it.

Qin Liuxi slapped her: "You’re getting too bold, huh? Can’t you tell resentment has its heads and debts have their owners? Why are you coming after me?"

Song Zilian was slapped away and immediately started wailing like a banshee. Seeing how real Qin Liuxi’s slap felt, she dared not advance and fled at once.

Resentment has its heads and debts have their owners. She needed to find Si Yi, that wretch!

Qin Liuxi put on an indifferent face, suddenly recalling there was still a Xuanming in this mansion. Oh no, that fool is doomed!

The living can’t be saved, but the dead ghost might still have a chance.

Qin Liuxi hurriedly chased after her.

The people inside the house exchanged glances, shivering and saying, "Didn’t you find it really cold just now?"

"Stop talking and start cleaning up!" Someone replied with a trembling voice.

At that moment, Xuanming was extremely uneasy. He looked up at the pitch-black night sky, calculated a few times with his fingers, and his face turned extremely grim.

Great misfortune, great misfortune!

How could this be? Is this great misfortune meant for this array, or somewhere else?

Xuanming was frustrated. Hearing approaching footsteps, he looked over and saw a servant hurriedly carrying a Jade Box, mixed with a surge of resentful energy and a gust of yin wind.

"Clear skies and bright earth, the yin turbid and yang clear, open my Dharma Eye, mind’s yang distinct, Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, hurry as per the command, decree!" Xuanming’s fingers formed a skill, tracing across his eyes.

His eyelids warmed up, and when he opened his eyes, he indeed saw Song Zilian’s yin soul closely following behind the servant.

"Sin Barrier!" Xuanming instantly understood what Song Zilian intended to do, picked up the copper coin sword, and shook it: "How dare you create mischief before me."

Song Zilian heard the copper coin hitting the sword’s blade. Although it was only a few clinks, it sounded like a beating drum, and she immediately felt a pain in her soul body, let out a piercing ghostly wail, and turned to flee.

Xuanming brushed two fingers over the sword’s blade, hastily chanting the ghost-killing spell: "Lord Lao Zi taught me to kill ghosts, bless me with divine methods, summon the Jade Maidens above, suppress misfortunes... What god does not bow, what ghost dares to face? Hurry as per the command."

A flash of golden light passed over the sword’s blade, which trembled. He swung it toward Song Zilian.

"One should show mercy when possible; the person is already dead, why not show mercy to the ghost too. This ghost hasn’t killed anyone, yet you forcefully kill the ghost, that’s too much!" With a ding sound, something forcefully blocked his copper coin sword.

Xuanming’s pupils shrank.

That voice...

Qin Liuxi used the Vajra Ruler to deflect the copper coin sword, using the Soul Hook Chain to ensnare the trembling soul of Song Zilian, and stuffed it into her sleeve.

Xuanming saw this, his heart tightened instantly. Upon seeing Qin Liuxi’s appearance clearly, he didn’t waste words and decisively summoned his Five Elements Killing Formation.

This main courtyard had already been set with a Five Elements Formation by him. Now, with the Five Elements Killing Formation added, it was like giving a tiger wings. The yin evil aura within the formation, like a dense array of knives, surged toward Qin Liuxi from all directions.

Seeing Qin Liuxi trapped in the Killing Formation, Xuanming didn’t linger for battle and immediately attempted to flee.

This female Daoist in front of him could incapacitate him from a distance. Facing her in a direct confrontation would undoubtedly result in a loss.

Knowing he couldn’t win and still going at it would be suicidal; he wasn’t foolish!

"Where are you going?"

Xuanming looked at Qin Liuxi, who appeared before him, his throat tightening. How did she get here so fast?

Qin Liuxi thought to herself, she had even grasped the knack for upgrading the Trapped Immortal Array, not to mention a mere Killing Formation.

She smiled at Xuanming, "Running away during battle isn’t the way of a cultivator, come and fight!"

Xuanming: Damn, so arrogant!

But this was no time for dazing. He wore a solemn face, took an ancient Sanqing Bell from his waist, the handle termed "Sword," shaped like the character "Mountain," with intricate Taoist runes carved on the bell’s body. With a shake, the ringing sound waves spread, and gods and ghosts both respected it.

Seeing the Sanqing Bell, Qin Liuxi’s eyes gleamed. That a non-evil Magic Artifact could come from an evil path practitioner was rare, but unfortunately, it wasn’t being utilized effectively in his hands. What a waste of a good bell.

She waved the Vajra Ruler and approached Xuanming.

With each wave of her ruler, wind and clouds surged within the courtyard, spreading a strong Daoist Energy that struck toward Xuanming.

Xuanming felt his chest cavity ache from the Daoist Energy, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood as he flew backward, looking in terror at the young female Daoist.

Daoist intent, just one casual wave of Daoist intent from her had pushed him back. What ruler was that?

No, no matter how powerful the Magic Artifact, if the cultivation level is low, one couldn’t possibly wield the Magic Artifact, let alone unleash such formidable power.

Who on earth is she?

If Feng Xiu were here, he’d probably sigh, we’re all cultivators, but some people are just more monstrous!

Watching Qin Liuxi approach step by step, Xuanming found himself being crushed by the Daoist Energy, blood gushing out of his mouth, and his Divine Soul feeling like it was being torn apart.

It’s over, this trip of great misfortune was meant to happen here!