"Haha! If I had known you were going to run away, I would have set up a barrier outside long ago. You couldn't have escaped!" Yuan Qi was very happy, thinking that he was indeed a little fortune teller who could calculate everything without fail!

Praise me!

The black mist was in human form, and after it bounced back, the black mist noticeably thinned out.

Although the black mist was a puppet, it was still conscious, having been imbued with a trace of divine consciousness by a person of high Taoist skill. That's why Yuan Qi couldn't detect it when he examined Jiang Juncai.

The black mist faded, gradually revealing a face. Yuan Qi recognized it; wasn't this an old acquaintance?

A hundred years ago, she killed the evil Buddha Qianji, and Qianji's henchmen scattered and fled. One of the most powerful henchmen was the Ghost King.

Now she saw it clearly: this wisp of divine consciousness was a wisp of the Ghost King's divine consciousness.

Yuan Qi raised his longsword again, ready to strike.

The Ghost King said, "If you release this wisp of my divine consciousness, I will not choose to harm your Jiang family in the future."

Jiang Juncai was filled with hatred, wishing he could cut the black mist into pieces, but no matter how many times he slashed, he couldn't do any damage to the black mist at all.

His eyes were bloodshot. This time he had truly seen how the black mist used him to kill people, and he was determined to kill the black mist.

He walked up to Yuan Qi and said, "Seventh Sister, let me kill him with your sword!"

Yuan Qi nodded and generously handed the glass sword to Jiang Juncai.

The Glazed Sword was naturally not as powerful in Jiang Juncai's hands as it was in Yuan Qi's, but Jiang Juncai was also a martial arts master with some skill. Otherwise, how could he have been qualified to be the commander of the Imperial Guards and even be named the God of War General? His martial arts skills were also very impressive.

The black mist was somewhat frightened. It wasn't Jiang Juncai that was afraid, but the sword in his hand. He finally remembered who Yuan Qi was, and trembled slightly: "You are the one who killed my master a hundred years ago!"

"Hmph, you only recognize me now? A bit late." Yuan Qi sighed dramatically, then smiled. "I know what you're trying to do—tell the Ghost King my news. But it's too late. I've set up the Five Elements Isolation Array. Not only will you die here today, but even a wisp of your soul will dissipate. Aren't I amazing? Still as powerful as ever?"

The black mist stared at the wall of the room and sent out a wisp of ghostly power. Sure enough, the moment the ghostly power touched the wall, it hissed and smoked, and it lost contact with the main body.

If you can't escape, you'll die!

"Little one, don't be too happy yet. It's not certain who will die."

Yuan Qi said, "Then let's have a competition, brother, let's get revenge!"

"You two, you come up too!"

Wen Zhujun had cultivated for over a hundred years and had never actually fought anyone. In her previous life, she was a military general with excellent martial arts skills. She was working with Jiang Juncai to fight the black mist. The black mist didn't get many blows, but the house was left in a complete mess.

In addition, Shenxun suddenly grew larger and flapped its wings, from which many small pebbles flew out. These pebbles carried spiritual power and were very lethal.

As a result, Shen Xun hit the black mist much more times than Jiang Juncai and Wen Zhujun. Shen Xun was a little smug and even asked Yuan Qi for credit: "Those two are really useless. In the future, we will still have to rely on me to fight."

Jiang Juncai glared angrily at Shen Xun. This bird was actually a divine bird that could speak human language and was so powerful. No wonder Seventh Sister wanted to keep it.

However, he was not even as good as a bird, and he felt very sad, so he fought even harder.

Although Jiang Juncai had little spiritual power, he was agile and, after fighting for a while, he was able to predict the direction of the black mist and had successfully injured it several times.

The black fog was noticeably thinner than before.

Yuan Qi stood aside and asked him, "If you tell me what the Ghost King wants to do, maybe I'll let you go."

Black Mist said, "Who doesn't know you? You never keep your word. Anyone who believes you is a fool!"

Yuan Qi was not in a hurry: "If you don't speak, you will only end up disappearing into thin air, and the Ghost King will also be destined to lose a bit of his soul. Losing a bit of your soul is still very dangerous."

The black mist's attack became even more frenzied, and it even intended to perish together with the enemy.

Although Jiang Juncai and Wen Zhujun were agile, they were not as agile as the black mist. They were hit by the black mist several times, and Jiang Juncai even vomited blood, but he did not give up.

Seeing that it was about time, Yuan Qi directly burned away the black mist with the Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

The black mist twisted and grotesquely, emitting a piercing howl, before dissipating in the next instant.

Yuan Qi removed the isolation array outside, and everyone poured in. Jiang Zhengqing, Jiang Junjing, Jiang Junyu, the women of the mansion, and the highly skilled guards were all waiting outside in a state of high alert.

The isolation formation can prevent the black mist from escaping, but it cannot block out sound.

The commotion inside was quite loud. Jiang Zhengqing and Xiangli Mingzhu were worried for a long time, while Jiang Junjing and Jiang Junyu were even more worried about Concubine Li.

Concubine Li was now cowering in a corner, still reeling from what had just happened; it had been terrifying!

Jiang Zhengqing and Jiang Junjing helped Li Guiqie up, and both of them could feel that she was trembling.

Jiang Juncai and Wen Zhujun were both injured, and Yuan Qi generously gave each of them a healing pill.

Jiang Zhengqing looked at Yuan Qi with a complicated expression: "Such a big thing, and you didn't even tell me. What if something bad had happened to you?"

Yuan Qi rolled his eyes at him: "You're not a cultivator, so telling you won't help, and might even drag you into it. Don't worry, I'm very capable. I can handle this kind of small situation."

Yuan Qi still doesn't know why the Ghost King chose Jiang Juncai. To prevent this from happening again, she implanted a defensive formation into Jiang Juncai's body before leaving.

She didn't really want to get involved in Li Huilin's affairs.

Concubine Li was now even more certain that Li Huilin had died at the hands of Jiang Juncai. She hadn't forgotten that the Li family's children were waiting for her in the courtyard.

“My lord, Huilin died in our mansion, and it was the young master who did it. You cannot ignore this matter.”

She dared not demand that Jiang Juncai pay with his life, but giving the Li family some appropriate compensation should be acceptable.

Jiang Zhengqing gave her a sharp look: "What nonsense are you talking about? Li Huilin died in an accident, what does that have to do with my son? However, it is still possible to give the Li family appropriate compensation."

Li Guiqie immediately understood Jiang Zhengqing's meaning: she couldn't tell the Li family the truth, but she could compensate them.

She nodded: "I understand, Your Excellency. Rest assured, I will definitely handle this matter properly."

Seeing the mess in the room, Jiang Zhengqing could only order his servants to replace the furniture. Afterwards, he took Jiang Juncai away to inquire about the details.

Jiang Juncai still held the glass sword. He wondered if his seventh sister had forgotten to ask him for it.

Well, the palace isn't safe these days, especially the Eastern Palace, where people are dying for no reason. He'll keep this sword with him for now, just in case.

Jiang Zhengqing has already sent Constable Liu back with his men and withdrawn the report.

Li Guiqie asked her brother and sister-in-law to come to her courtyard for a proper talk.

"What did you say? You want to settle this privately?" Li Qingkui asked loudly. He immediately realized that his daughter must have died at the hands of the Jiang family, otherwise the Jiang family would not have asked for a private settlement. Could he extort a large sum of money from the Jiang family?