"I am Ouyang Xing from the Special Operations Department. Please, fellow Daoist, help me find liberation..."

"I am Bai Mingyue of the Fox Clan, please, Goddess, grant me liberation..."

"I am Huang Qing of the Tiger Clan, please, Goddess, grant me liberation..."

Some of them were demons, and they were targeted by Mingwu and died at his hands.

Some of them were righteous people who, because the victim entrusted them to investigate Mingwu, fell into his trap when they tried to arrest him and were killed by him. Their souls were even trapped and turned into ghost soldiers, becoming Mingwu's executioners.

Now that they have finally regained their senses, they will never allow themselves to become accomplices to evil again.

They knew that consciousness was unlikely to return and that they only had this brief moment, so time was of the essence, and they only wanted to die.

They were controlled by Mingwu and had no choice in their actions. Even if their souls were scattered, they would never again be Mingwu's executioners.

"Dragon, dragon, kill her! Kill her!"

Mingwu was momentarily stunned when he saw the dragon, but he quickly regained his senses. His eyes flashed with intense ambition, and his hand pointing at Su Tiantian trembled violently with excitement. His very soul turned red.

It's actually a dragon soul! As long as he kills her and uses her as a sacrifice, he'll have no worries about having anything he wants in this life.

To put it bluntly, he could have even tried to become emperor.

Under Mingwu's pressure, the originally conscious ghost soldiers all began to show ferocious and painful expressions.

They looked at Su Tiantian with pain and tried to speak to her with difficulty.

"Quickly... kill us..."

"Hurry up and do it... Ah..."

With a flick of his whisk, Lin the Blind Man listened to the painful cries emanating from the souls of these people, and despite his reluctance, he decided to take action.

"Master, don't do it. I want them to be free."

But Su Tiantian shouted again.

Su Tiantian transformed into a white shadow and darted among the ghost soldiers.

She drained all her divine power, including the life-saving divine power her father had bestowed upon her, and used that power to sever the connection between Mingwu and the ghost soldiers.

Without that thread, Mingwu could no longer control these ghost soldiers.

The threads snapped one by one, and Mingwu's soul was damaged, causing him to fall onto the lotus platform. The once vibrant lotus platform quickly dimmed, becoming dull and lusterless, and even began to crack.

She's just a young dragon; she may look easy to bully, but she's not really.

If it weren't for the fact that Mingwu had refined too many ghost soldiers, she wouldn't have needed to exhaust her divine power to deal with them.

"No, that's impossible!"

Mingwu clutched his chest, staring incredulously at Su Tiantian's dragon shadow, his eyes gleaming with anger and greed.

His hard work has been destroyed in an instant, how could this be?

He looked only in his thirties or forties, but he was actually over ninety. His years of hard work were ruined, and by a three- or four-year-old girl no less.

"You son of a bitch, you want to kill me? I'll beat you to death!"

Sensing Mingwu's decline, Blind Lin immediately grabbed his whisk and rushed forward.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him.

He and his beloved disciple almost met their demise. He didn't care about his own death, but the thought of his precious disciple being sacrificed by Mingwu, and Mingwu even being able to become a god or immortal by stepping on his disciple's bones and blood, made Lin the Blind Man's anger burn endlessly.

He whipped Mingwu hard, but he still couldn't get over it.

And those souls that regained their senses all rushed towards Mingwu.

Su Tiantian lay on the side, weakly moving her little hand: "Stop, don't kill him..."

No, let's take a look at her too.

"Fellow Daoists, please take it easy."

Lin the Blind wiped his eyes, withdrew from the beating, and returned to Su Tiantian's side.

He choked up as he touched Su Tiantian, "You child, why are you so disobedient? If anything happens to you, how can your master make amends? Even death a thousand times wouldn't be enough to atone for it, sob sob sob..."

Lin the Blind Man hugged Su Tiantian and started wailing. He didn't care about saving face anymore. He was really scared to death. He was both heartbroken and angry.

Su Tiantian reached out and wiped away the tears that Lin the Blind couldn't shed: "Master, I'm fine. My father gave me a lot of divine power. No one can hurt me. Let me tell you a secret: I can meet with my clan members every year on my birthday. They are all protecting me..."

"I am a little princess from the Dragon Clan of the God Realm. How could I not have some means to protect myself?"

After calming down for a while, Su Tiantian felt much better and started speaking more playfully.

Lin the Blind pinched her cheek tenderly, saying with a hint of helplessness, "Son, next time when we tell secrets, let's find a secluded place. You let them hear everything..."

The child is too naive; he has no guile at all.

If you reveal the secret in front of so many ghosts, and they later appear in your family's dreams after they're free, then the secret won't be a secret anymore.

Su Tiantian was taken aback and looked to the side somewhat embarrassed.

Mingwu's soul had already fainted.

They didn't know when the fight had stopped, and they all looked at Su Tiantian with awkward smiles.

Among them were the old and the young, men and women, demons and cultivators.

"Brother, sister, uncle, aunt, you won't tell anyone, right?"

Su Tiantian blinked and asked obediently.

"Don't worry, little princess. We demons keep our word and will never tell anyone. You saved us, and we will not repay kindness with enmity!"

The beautiful white fox spirit, Bai Mingyue, said with a smile.

"We won't tell anyone. Thank you, little princess, for freeing us. Please tell us your identity so we can tell our relatives in their dreams. We won't reveal your identity; we just want our relatives to give us a small token of our gratitude."

Hu Xinghui bowed to Su Tiantian and said respectfully.

They died tragically, and their souls are trapped. In the eyes of their relatives, they are missing and their whereabouts are unknown. They can't even find their souls. They have been worried and sad for so many years.

Now that you've gained your freedom, and are now separated by death, you've received such a great favor, you absolutely must send a gift of thanks.

They themselves had some valuable possessions during their lifetime, which would be carefully collected after their death and used as gifts of gratitude when needed.

"You saved them all, so it's your decision."

Lin the Blind said to Su Tiantian.

Whether human or demon, once they regained their senses, they only sought death as a release. Blind Lin felt no disgust for these people and demons, only deep sighs.

“My name is Su Tiantian, and I am a disciple of Lin Ping of Qingfeng Temple. If you want to appear in your relatives’ dreams, please tell them that gifts are not necessary. I just want you to be free.”

Su Tiantian patted her chest and generously announced her name.

Lin the Blind Man felt proud as he listened, and subconsciously straightened his back.

The phrase "disciple of Lin Ping of Qingfeng Temple" sounds so beautiful; I feel like I could hear it a thousand times and never get tired of it.

These words will eventually be conveyed to various places by Su Tiantian.

At that time, the entire field of metaphysics will envy him, and all the patriarchs of Qingfeng Temple, if they have spirits in heaven, will be overjoyed.