Chapter 437: Chapter 430: Playing with Fire, This I’m Proficient In_2
The resentful energy was scorched like that, retreating rapidly like tendrils, and the pot shook violently. With a loud bang, the pot burst open, revealing a yin evil infant ghost trembling and curling up at the bottom of the pot, not daring to escape.
Ci Zhen let out a sigh of relief as he crawled out of another exit, but before he could completely exhale, his face darkened, adding a cold chill to his already gloomy expression.
He thought they were just two little bugs, not having enough time to gather everything, and it had forced him to use the Puppet Talisman, almost preventing his escape.
He had been careless.
Forget it, as long as he was still alive, he could refine it again. There was no shortage of people in this world.
Ci Zhen sneered, about to get up, when suddenly darkness loomed before him. He looked up alertly to see a massive shadow pressing down on him.
"Why aren’t you running? If you really escaped, wouldn’t my thousand years of cultivation become a joke?" Feng Zheng moved closer, his eyes red as fire, and said with a gleeful grin: "Invisibility Talismans and Puppet Talismans, quite playful, huh? Like playing so much, why not play self-mutilation, like crippling your own legs?"
So as to spare the dirty work for his lordship.
Ci Zhen was shocked by the pair of fiery, strange pupils and his Divine Soul trembled. Then, his hands actually began bending towards his legs.
Charming Technique, this was the Charming Technique.
Ci Zhen’s eyes almost split with rage, desperately reciting spells in an attempt to resist, but how could his considerable talent compare to the Demon Art of a Big Demon who had a thousand years of cultivation and obtained Feng Zheng’s backing?
With a crack, he had broken his own leg, and then another.
He almost passed out from pain, his face deathly pale, sweat on his forehead, while his screams were trapped in his throat.
Only then did Feng Zheng feel satisfied. He grabbed Ci Zhen like picking up a fish, returned to the secret room, and boasted to Qin Liuxi, "I caught this Demon Path, even dressed as a woman but without stuffing two buns, neither man nor woman, tsk, truly offensive to my fox eyes."
Ci Zhen was gasping heavily, glaring at him fiercely.
Qin Liuxi crouched down and pointed to the earthenware jars on the shelf, asking, "Were you trying to refine the Nine Yin Soul Devouring Banner?"
Ci Zhen opened his mouth: "Who exactly are you?"
Realizing he could speak again, he knew the binding of the Demon Art on him had dissolved, and he surreptitiously formed spells in his hand.
"Qingping Temple, Daoist name Buqiu." Qin Liuxi did not conceal her origins and asked, "Where did you learn about the crafting of the Soul-devouring Banner?"
"Want to know?" Ci Zhen’s mouth twisted into a smile: "Come here, I’ll tell you."
Qin Liuxi leaned closer, seeing his eerie grin, she too smiled: "Still have the strength to fight back, huh? Let me think, what’s it this time? Your legs are crippled, and it’s two against one, you should bring out your Life-bound Treasure now, right?"
Feng Zheng became alert, with a cold look in his eyes.
Ci Zhen’s smile stiffened, without hesitation, his lips quivered as he recited the spell, and summoned his Life-bound Treasure.
A skeleton Bone Whip.
As the Bone Whip was brought out, it quickly swept towards Qin Liuxi. Countless yin souls clung to the whip, sheer evil, and the flames burning from the whip caused excruciating pain to the spirit.
Qin Liuxi instantly felt the difference in these flames compared to normal flames; they were refined from countless resentful energies, and if one was burned by them, their three souls and seven spirits would undoubtedly be damaged.
It shared a mysterious commonality with her own Karmic Fire.
Qin Liuxi was somewhat excited: "Playing with fire, that I’m good at."
With a thought, Karmic Fire surged from her body, sweeping towards the Demon Flames refined by the Bone Whip.
The Karmic Fire emerged, burning away all sins.
The Bone Whip was engulfed and swept up by the Karmic Fire, and Ci Zhen immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his young and gloomy face aging in an instant, his hair turning completely white. He clutched his chest in disbelief, looking at the blood-red flames as if he was seeing a colossal lotus.
"This is, this is... how could it be?" Ci Zhen spat out another mouthful of blood, on the verge of death.
Meanwhile, in Ling County, just as Ma Xiaowei returned to his residence, his complexion turned white, and he, too, spat out a mouthful of blood, falling backwards, unconscious.
The county government’s inner yard immediately descended into chaos.
Back in the secret room, Qin Liuxi looked at Ci Zhen, who had lost his spirit and soul, and the Bone Whip that had been burned away. With a thought, the Karmic Fire also retreated.
Seeing this, Ci Zhen lay on the ground like a dead dog, his eyes filled with horror. To be able to withdraw it so freely, who exactly was she?
"Who taught you to refine the Nine Yin Soul Devouring Banner?"
Ci Zhen clamped his mouth shut, saying nothing.
"What’s the point of bickering with him, just conduct a Soul Search, I’ll do it," Feng Zheng stepped forward.
Hearing about the Soul Search, Ci Zhen weakly said, "No one, I just got a partial scroll, figured it out by myself. Let me go, and I can offer the scroll up, all the materials needed for the refinement too."