My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 954 - 933: Seizing the Bone and Burning It Away

Chapter 954: Chapter 933: Seizing the Bone and Burning It Away

The Qiankun Soul-devouring Mirror in Qin Liuxi’s hand was released, the Soul Capturing Golden Light shone brilliantly, causing Qi Juren’s Divine Soul to tremble. He used his sleeve to shield his face, retreating a few steps as he mustered all his strength to protect himself.

Teng Zhao saw the situation, recited a spell, and swung the Seven Stars Sword he held at him.

Qin Liuxi didn’t stop him but instead supported him, thinking that a young eagle must learn to hunt independently, away from the protection of the elder’s wings, instead of staying under them without learning anything.

Faced with the master and disciple’s pincer attack, Qi Juren had no choice but to let out a piercing scream, summoning all the resentful souls to converge towards them.

In a brawl, who doesn’t know how to fight?

Qi Juren sneered coldly, each of his hands igniting with a ball of fire, saying, "We have no intention of fighting with others, yet you insist on barging into hell’s gate uninvited, so stay and be our companions."

The fireballs were hurled at the two, the flames black and red, filled with extreme resentment and evil aura, burning so hot that it seemed capable of scorching the down on their faces.

This was different from the false daytime façade. Now that it was night, Qin Liuxi instantly saw through the sins here, as well as these fireballs, which not only carried a resentful aura but also the power of that piece of Buddha Bone.

The heatwave was as red as blood, and amidst the bloody light, countless Ten Thousand Characters pressed in, each symbol coming with a sharp buzzing sound that made one’s five senses ache with pain.

Teng Zhao, with a stern face, wiped away a trace of blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, his face pale as he sealed off his five senses, then threw out a Golden Light Divine Talisman.

Qin Liuxi performed a technique with both hands to block, and as the fireball hit the ground at their feet, it split apart automatically, forming into a circle that surrounded them inside.

By that time, those resentful souls had floated over.

Bang, bang, bang.

Qin Liuxi threw several Five Thunders Talismans into the midst of the resentful souls, making them scream miserably.

Qi Juren was furious, underestimating these two kids.

"Hurt my clansmen, die!" Qi Juren stretched out both hands, and the resentment of the whole Xinghua Town swept over to him, turning into a pillar that soared straight into the sky.

Ghostly wails and wolf howls shook people to their core.

Qin Liuxi watched the distorted faces of the resentful souls, noting that their begrudging resentment was not so intense initially. Once Qi Juren recruited them, their resentment deepened further.

Arrogant and selfish!

"Don’t hold back, use the talisman." Qin Liuxi pushed Teng Zhao to deal with the resentful souls, while she used her hands to perform magic, driving the Soul-devouring Mirror to capture souls!

Qi Juren was extremely afraid of this Soul-devouring Mirror. Once it appeared, his power was suppressed again, and his soul was gnawed on.

"Hand over that piece of bone."

"Impossible!" Qi Juren’s eyes were filled with rage, "You’re just like that damned County Magistrate Liang, aiming to destroy our peaceful days, trying to destroy our guardian god."

He could maintain the illusion of Xinghua Town’s true existence by relying on that strange piece of bone that fell to him from a hundred-year-old apricot tree, deceiving the sensory memory of those who stumbled into Xinghua Town.

In the outsiders’ perception, there is a place called Xinghua Town, but it’s rarely mentioned. It seems like a forgotten village, though it indeed exists, yet its impression is so faint that without mention, people forget about it, let alone visit it. It’s unbeknownst to them a Ghost Village, sometimes opening its doors for those who accidentally wander in.

And some who come, never leave, becoming the town’s ’happy people,’ with satisfied smiles, greeting outsiders.

This discreet existence is all thanks to the power granted by this piece of bone. To hand it over would destroy them just like being annihilated in the village massacre years ago, leading to their complete disappearance!

Qin Liuxi intends to seize the bone, unless he dies!

"It’s no guardian god; it’s just an evil thing that confuses your mind, drawing out your darkest and most sinister desires." Qin Liuxi glanced at Teng Zhao struggling with the fight, pulling out the Heavenly Pearl from around her neck and tossing it off.

The aura of the Great Emperor emerged, and all the souls knelt, not daring to rise against it.

Qin Liuxi said, "Even with resentment and dissatisfaction, once dead, entering the six paths of reincarnation is inevitable. Yet, you’ve imprisoned them here for decades. In the day, they are deceived by a so-called illusion of happiness and peace, but at night, they are forced to relive the despair of being burned by flames, night after night. How cruel is that? Have you ever asked if they need that false happiness? It’s all just your selfishness, your unilateral wishful thinking."

Qi Juren stiffened all over, looking at the townspeople. Under the aura brought by the Heavenly Pearl, there was the terror on their faces, yet more urgently, a release.

Do not miss this chance.

Seizing the moment when Qi Juren’s mind was unstable, Qin Liuxi used the Soul-devouring Mirror to fully absorb him into it, with his soul viciously twisted, causing the mirror to shake continuously.

"Grandfather." Someone cried out sharply, rushing over.

It was chubby little Qi Xiaobao, who now appeared nothing like his adorable daytime self, with flesh rolling back, scalp split open, entirely disfigured.

Qin Liuxi was moved, sighed, and released Qi Juren again.

"Grandfather." Qi Xiaobao clung to the fading form of Qi Juren, sobbing loudly.

Qi Juren comforted him repeatedly, "It’s okay, Grandfather is okay, Xiaobao don’t be afraid."

He glanced at Qin Liuxi, his face filled with vigilance and hatred.

"Hand over that thing, and enter reincarnation." Qin Liuxi pointed at Qi Xiaobao, "How can you bear, as a grandfather, to ruthlessly watch your grandson, unsavable, die miserably night after night?"

Qi Juren held the young Xiaobao in his arms, seeing him raise his head, a piece of flesh falling off, bleeding heavily, making his heartache instantly.

"How innocent are the people of Xinghua Town? They had already died wretchedly, and should have transformed resentment into reincarnation, to reincarnate anew. But for the sake of this so-called illusion, you forcefully confined them to relive the night of their tragic death! Besides increasing their resentment, adding karma to the Soul-devouring, what benefit is this?" Qin Liuxi blandly stated, "Those who suffered cannot get relief, instead repeatedly suffering, what sense does this make? Xinghua Town isn’t a Karma Fire Hell, yet you turned it into one, making them endure the agony of burning for decades. You are more wicked than that dog official, County Magistrate Liang!"

You are wickeder than a dog official!

Qi Juren trembled, looking blankly at Qin Liuxi, and then at the townspeople behind him.

Some were numb, some were raging violently, some hated, some were terrified, each face seemed to wear an expression silently questioning him, why?

Was he wrong?

"Grandfather, Xiaobao is in pain."

Tears of blood rolled from Qi Juren’s eyes, and he let out a long, shrill cry as a femur drifted out from his soul, glowing with an eerie red.

As the Buddha Bone appeared, the place seemed to have shattered its barrier, altering inch by inch; dead silence, barren, broken remnants, shadows exposed under the night, aimlessly.

Qin Liuxi seized the bone, its violent aura instantly entwining her hand, stirring the desires at the bottom of her heart, offering her supreme power, tempting her to assimilate with it and sink into its depths.

Sizzle.

A tongue of flame leapt up from her palm, wrapping around and burning it to ashes.

She disdained its power!