As Venerable Kangyi shouted, Ji Xiaoxiao noticed that ten cultivators of considerable skill stood beside him. The ten cultivators obeyed Venerable Kangyi's command and quickly formed a battle formation. They remained motionless, their expressions solemn and cautious, as if they were on high alert.

Hey, wait a minute! Something's gone wrong, something's gone wrong! What weird thing has wandered in?

Wasn't it Venerable Kangyi who came alone in his previous life to challenge the Ghost King? Now he's teamed up to fight monsters, and he's well-prepared. The unpredictability of the situation makes Ji Xiaoxiao dare not relax her guard in the slightest.

As soon as Venerable Kangyi and his group completed their formation, Ji Xiaoxiao heard the Ghost King mutter to himself, his tone filled with shock and fear, "Innate Eight Trigrams Netherworld Demon Subduing Formation."

"Ghost King, today is your death day," Venerable Kangyi said confidently.

Instead of being angry, the Ghost King laughed, glanced around, and curled his lips into a smile.

"Who goes there? State your name! I do not fight with nameless nobodies." With a single word, the Ghost King regarded Venerable Kang Yi and his entourage as nothing more than dust in the sky.

"Ghost King, do not be so arrogant. I am Venerable Kang Yi, the sect leader of the Clear Water Sect." Venerable Kang Yi raised his head slightly, thinking that he had the upper hand over the Ghost King.

The Ghost King remained unmoved, settled Ji Xiaoxiao in a safe place, and set up several layers of defense before rushing towards Venerable Kangyi, turning back every few steps.

"You're courting death." Venerable Kangyi said disdainfully, unafraid of the Ghost King's reputation.

Ji Xiaoxiao remained secluded in a corner, her eyes fixed intently on the Ghost King. The Ghost King and Venerable Kangyi were locked in a fierce battle, their every move causing a dramatic shift in the weather and the world to lose its color.

The truly powerful can turn their hands to create clouds or rain. Reaching the pinnacle of cultivation allows one to transcend the cycle of reincarnation.

Under Ji Xiaoxiao's intentional or unintentional care, Lord Ghost King, although his power has not yet returned to its peak after ten years, has recovered to about 80 or 90 percent.

Despite the Ghost King's condition, Venerable Kangyi, with the cooperation of the other ten cultivators, held his own and was able to clash head-on with the Ghost King at every turn.

With his superior numbers and the aid of a formation, Venerable Kangyi overwhelmed the weaker party. As time passed, the number of enemies increased, and the Ghost King became increasingly overwhelmed, his black robe bearing several scratches.

Ji Xiaoxiao waited and waited, and seeing that Lord Ghost King was in imminent danger, her eyes turned cold and she stood up.

"Disciples, calm your minds, focus your energy, and deliver the final blow to the Ghost King. I..."

Venerable Kangyi's declaration of victory came to an abrupt end.

Seizing the opportunity, Ji Xiaoxiao suddenly appeared behind one of Venerable Kangyi's disciples. Taking him by surprise, her slender hand pierced through his body and grasped his burning heart with one hand.

"Ah!" Ji Xiaoxiao suddenly pulled out her hand, and the disciple screamed in agony before losing all his breath.

With a slight contraction of his fingers and a gentle exertion of force, he crushed the heart in his hand.

Such a scene, occurring to a human woman, immediately silenced the surrounding area.

Take advantage of your weakness to kill you. To be in a daze or dazed during a decisive battle is tantamount to courting death.

Ji Xiaoxiao killed three more people, her palms covered in blood. The pungent smell of blood startled the belatedly awakened Venerable Kangyi. The formation was broken, and four disciples were dead. Venerable Kangyi was furious. He immediately put down Lord Ghost King and flew rapidly towards Ji Xiaoxiao.

Ji Xiaoxiao wasn't some naive, impulsive young man full of enthusiasm, rushing headlong into things. A person should know their own limitations; Ji Xiaoxiao knew her cultivation level was only at the early Nascent Soul stage, far inferior to Venerable Kangyi's Great Perfection Nascent Soul realm, so she laughed and dodged around.

"Damn it." Venerable Kangyi chased Ji Xiaoxiao around several times, sweating profusely, his back bent, hands supporting his legs, panting heavily. "You are a human, yet you have turned against evil and aided and abetted the wicked. Such a heartless and insane person cannot be allowed to live."

Ji Xiaoxiao nestled in the Ghost King's arms and made a face at Venerable Kangyi.

“Whether it’s good or evil isn’t up to you to decide.” Ji Xiaoxiao pointed to the small house she had lived in for over ten years and said with heartache, “You old Taoist priest, you ruined our home, aren’t you evil? In your eyes, only following your will and obeying your wishes is good?”

Venerable Kangyi was over five hundred years old and had reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul realm. He appeared to be around thirty or forty years old, with handsome features and an air of otherworldly grace, displaying the spirited demeanor of a Daoist who had attained enlightenment.

Ji Xiaoxiao spouted nonsense. Venerable Kangyi paused, waved his hand, and angrily said, "Soliciting nonsense! Sophistry! Do you know how many lives your ghostly creatures have harmed, how many families have been torn apart, and how many have lost their parents? Today, I, a humble Taoist, have destroyed your family while acting on behalf of Heaven, and I feel very guilty. However, those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles; you should understand that."

“I don’t understand.” Ji Xiaoxiao left Venerable Kangyi speechless.

Quietly observing the people around her, Ji Xiaoxiao secretly decided that unless she was absolutely certain, she should not confront Venerable Kangyi head-on, lest it end in a fight to the death.

"If you agree to one condition, I can persuade Lord Ghost King to abandon evil and do good."

Ji Xiaoxiao looked up at the Ghost King, her eyes round and clear as water, like a feather, making the Ghost King feel an unbearable itch in his heart. He could only helplessly say, "I agree."

"You're so kind." Ji Xiaoxiao jumped up and kissed the Ghost King's cheek.

In front of everyone, in this way and that, the Ghost King was unusually shy.

"Old Taoist, how is it?" Ji Xiaoxiao held the Ghost King's hand and gently tickled his palm.

"Tell me your conditions first," Venerable Kangyi said with slight hesitation.

"That's a nice way to put it." Ji Xiaoxiao smiled. "My conditions are very simple. I want you to cripple your cultivation and swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao that you will never embark on the path of cultivation again, for all eternity."

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