Chapter 221

Jing Wu looked at Jing Ming's cowardly appearance and sneered.

How heartless! He's doted on his youngest daughter for so many years, and he turns his back on her so easily. It seems he didn't love her that much after all.

Jingwu didn't want to get entangled with the two of them any longer, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

In an instant, she suddenly sensed an unusual aura.

He turned his head sharply and saw the woman who had been lying on the ground stand up, surrounded by a black aura of malevolence.

The scent is so familiar, like that of an old friend.

Oh, right, she remembered, this aura was exactly the same as that of the evil god.

Jingwu quickly set up a barrier, protecting the Shao family behind him.

The next second, Jing Shu rushed straight towards her, her five fingers forming claws, exuding a strong murderous aura.

It aimed straight at her chest, intending to kill her instantly.

Jingwu instantly teleported, dodging the attack.

Then, he quickly summoned Xiao Qing.

"Xiaoqing, go ahead."

Jingwu flung his folding fan out, and the fan unleashed a rapid spinning attack, fighting the woman to a standstill.

Jing Shu was completely under control at this moment, and she fought back with her bare hands and blades. Even though her hands were bleeding profusely, she had no intention of stopping.

Jingwu narrowed his eyes as he looked at the faintly visible Soul-Devouring Mark on her forehead.

It seems it wasn't the true form of the evil god, but merely a wisp of his aura.

Jingwu had no intention of taking her life, so he decided to dispel the spell.

Unexpectedly, Jing Shu wanted her dead.

After temporarily shaking off Xiaoqing, she bit her finger and used her own blood essence to forcibly set up an array.

Jingwu frowned deeply as he watched her actions.

The evil god was determined to kill her here. Her face instantly turned cold, and she summoned Xiao Qing back.

She wanted to try using heavenly lightning to see if she could interrupt the formation she had set up, but a scene suddenly appeared in her mind.

Jingwu's eyes lit up, and he followed the image, forming hand seals and chanting ancient and complex incantations.

Then, he quickly struck out a seal.

The cyan magic entered Jing Shu's body, and instantly, a shrill scream rang out.

"How could this be! How could this be?" the evil god cried out in a pitiful voice, sending chills down everyone's spines. "Wasn't she already dead? How..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jingwu cast another spell, and the sound stopped abruptly as the spell entered his body.

Jing Shu's body slowly went limp, and she collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

A burst of black gas emanated from above her body and then dissipated in the wind.

Jingwu looked down at his hands, blinked, and wondered what those two spells were called again. They could actually kill the evil god's clone in one blow.

I'll ask Xiaoqing when I get back later. If that doesn't work, I'll ask Yuehuai.

Jingwu looked up and saw the person lying on the ground, and sighed inwardly.

Her body had not yet been cultivated, yet it was infused with malevolent energy by an evil god who forcibly set up an array. It's likely that even after she wakes up, she won't live long.

However, she had only herself to blame; if she hadn't agreed, the evil god wouldn't have been able to possess her body.

With that thought in mind, Jingwu lost all feeling of pity.

She turned around and removed the barrier, then said to her uncle and aunt, "The matter is resolved, let's go home."

Before the Shao family could react, they nodded blankly and followed her for two miles before remembering to ask Jing Shu.

"Ah Wu, are we just going to leave Jing Shu there like this?" Shao Che struggled for a long time before finally scratching his head and asking.

“Doesn’t she still have a father there? Of course her father will take care of her.” Jing Wu replied confidently. After all, Jing Ming still needed to rely on his daughter, who was a concubine, for support, so he certainly wouldn’t abandon her.

Hearing her say that, Shao Che shut his mouth and stopped meddling in other people's business.

After the family returned home, they had a meal and then went about their own business.

Jingming did indeed send Jing Shu back to the Prince's Mansion, and stayed up until late at night. Only after seeing his daughter wake up did he breathe a sigh of relief and plan to return to the restaurant.

But a single sentence from the doctor left him stunned and unsure of what to do.

“Master Jing, I just took the pulse of the concubine and found that her pulse was weak and she doesn’t have much time left. Does she have any old ailments?”

Upon hearing this, Jing Ming quickly waved his hand: "No, she has been healthy since childhood. She has never had any illnesses since birth, so how could she be weak?"

"That's strange. The concubine's pulse is very weak. She may not live past this winter. Please accept my condolences, sir."

"Ah!" Upon hearing this, Jing Ming's body went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

Luckily, I managed to grab onto a nearby table to avoid falling to the ground.

Looking at his daughter behind the bed curtains, he was overcome with grief. Was he really going to have no one to rely on for the rest of his life?

Does he have to go and live with Jingwu in his old age?

Her face flashed through Jingming's mind, and the next second he shook his head repeatedly.

No, absolutely not, this trick will never work.

Instead of going to find her, you should take advantage of your remaining wealth, get married, and have a child.

Jingming thought this way, and he did indeed intend to do so.

After giving a few instructions to Jing Shu's maid, he hurriedly returned to the restaurant.

A few days later, Jingwu heard rumors that Jingming was going to get married. She wasn't surprised, after all, he was a cold-hearted person, as evidenced by his hasty severing of ties with Jingshu that day.

She didn't want to get involved in the matter, after all, she had never acknowledged him as her father.

Jingwu put the book away, stood by the window, and looked at the moon.

Come to think of it, it's been more than half a month since I last saw Yue Huai. I wonder how things are going in the underworld, and when I'll be able to kill the evil god.

Just as Jingwu was thinking this, a person appeared out of thin air in the room.

She could tell who it was just by smelling the scent, without even turning her head.

"You appear and disappear so mysteriously, aren't you afraid I'll send you flying with a single talisman?"

Yue Huai chuckled, moved closer to her, and handed her the things he was holding in a flattering manner.

"If you send me back, you won't get to eat this freshly roasted duck."

Jingwu couldn't help but swallow as he smelled the delicious aroma.

She immediately took it, placed it on the table, and opened it. There she saw that the roast duck had been cut into small pieces, and an enticing aroma wafted out.

Jingwu immediately picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a piece, and put it in his mouth.

It smells so good! I don't know why, but she can't find such delicious roast duck in the capital. I don't know where Yue Huai bought it.

How does it taste?

"It's delicious." Jingwu nodded repeatedly. "Where did you buy this roast duck? I can't find it anywhere else."

Yue Huai gave her a meaningful look, his eyes and brows full of amusement: "If it wasn't bought from outside, of course you wouldn't be able to find it."

He smiled and poured her a glass of wine.

"The matters concerning the underworld are almost resolved."

Upon hearing his words, Jingwu instantly understood.

She nodded emphatically, and then said, "I'll talk to my aunt tomorrow and have the adjacent courtyard cleaned up so you can move in."