The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl

Chapter 1078 - 1073: Admonition

Monk Fengxi stared at Tu Suxia.

The monk’s gaze was calm, without a hint of joy or anger.

Yet Tu Suxia, being stared at, felt like sitting on pins and needles, inexplicably guilty.

"Master, I don’t understand what you mean."

"It seems, Chairman Tu, that you are beyond redemption."

Monk Fengxi sighed.

The seven-colored Buddhist beads in his hand clicked and clacked as he fidgeted with them.

"Master Fengxi, I truly don’t understand. If Master Fengxi has any information about the owner of these stacks of Joss Paper, please inform me, and I’ll leave you undisturbed."

Tu Suxia got up, intending to leave.

As soon as he took a step, the door in front of him slammed shut.

"Master Fengxi, what do you mean by this?"

Tu Suxia’s expression turned sour.

"Chairman Tu, though I am a monk, I have heard a few things. Regarding the issue of Taoyao Pavilion, you fabricated consent to eliminate dissents, and murdered the owner of Taoyao Pavilion."

Monk Fengxi spoke slowly.

"It was Master Chen’s doing, it has nothing to do with me."

Tu Suxia denied, muttering in his heart.

Just a Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship from Taichang Temple, I only gave you some face out of respect for the Taichang Holy Institute, and yet you dare to criticize my actions.

Anyway, Master Chen is already dead; dead men tell no tales, what can you do to me?

"Tu Suxia, are you still denying? Do you really think that only the First Level of Fengdong knows ghost control?"

Monk Fengxi spoke coldly.

The seven-colored Buddhist beads in his hands suddenly lit up.

A vague shadow gradually became clear, appearing in front of Tu Suxia.

"Tu Suxia, how could you! You were the one who instructed me to kill the owner of Taoyao Pavilion, manipulating Longteng and the Purple Cloud Spirit Cuisine Master Association."

The person, with a withered face and erratic movements, was Master Chen who had died earlier at Taoyao Pavilion.

"You! What nonsense are you spouting!"

Tu Suxia was shocked and turned pale.

"If one Master Chen is not enough, I can find other witnesses. Those girls from Taoyao Pavilion whom you poisoned with opium are all dead without peace. Lately, have you been having constant nightmares, feeling your essence drained? Around you, there are already many victims, they are feeding on your essence day and night."

Monk Fengxi’s eyes were filled with anger.

These resentful souls lingered around Taoyao Pavilion, following Tu Suxia, snapping at his heels.

As time goes on, it will become a disaster.

Tu Suxia broke into a cold sweat from shock.

No wonder he’s been feeling unsettled recently, feeling eerie even in broad daylight.

"Master Fengxi, you must save me, I know I was wrong. I will no longer meddle with Taoyao Pavilion’s affairs, and I’ve given severance to the poisoned girls and staff."

Tu Suxia couldn’t see those victims, fearing they might come to claim his life one day.

"This is not enough. You need to settle their families, have someone perform transcendental rituals and chant for seventy-seven days, so their spirits can be transcended sooner."

Monk Fengxi continued.

"I will surely comply,"

Tu Suxia promised wholeheartedly.

"If that is so, I will save you this once."

Monk Fengxi pointed, and a red light suddenly emitted from the seven-colored Buddhist beads, entering Tu Suxia’s forehead. He felt a warm flow within him, the weakness and fatigue of recent days completely vanished.

Tu Suxia was drenched in cold sweat from shock. His gaze at Monk Fengxi changed, and with much gratitude and a face full of joy, he left.