He inquired about Jiang Xianya's identity, and it was the ghost matchmaker who told him, so he remembered Jiang Xianya's name.
After Pei Junqi was bitten by a snake, he was advised to listen to Jiang Xianya and remove the bronze mask, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time.
In his view, his mask was of extraordinary origin and certainly had no problems; it wasn't something a young girl could easily discard with just a few words.
As it turned out, the bronze mask was indeed an ominous object.
"This is no ordinary bronze mask. It's called the Ghost Mask. It's an evil artifact made by a practitioner who has fallen into evil ways. This object uses blood as a catalyst to refine a ghost into the forged bronze mask, making them one with each other. The person who made it can control the vengeful ghost in the mask from a distance and use the ghost's power to burn the bronze mask and kill people."
Jiang Xianya paused slightly as she spoke: "When this mask catches fire, it can brand a person's face at the fastest speed, and then continue to burn. As long as the power of the vengeful ghost is not exhausted, the mask will continue to burn, from the person's face and head all the way to the body, until the person is burned to ashes."
No wonder she felt the mask looked familiar when she saw it before, because she had seen it in her previous life, but she was still young then, and it was her senior brothers and sisters who handled these things.
Qi Jiu trembled upon hearing this.
As a prince, he had lived for thirty-one years and had never heard of anything so terrifying, nor had he ever seen anything so horrifying.
The mask had been chasing him the whole time. If Qi Chengshuo hadn't been there, the mask would have been branded onto his face long ago.
Although Qi Chengshuo's expression did not change, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
He looked at the bronze mask in Jiang Xianya's hand, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
Looking back on how he had worn the bronze mask ever since he left the capital, he even felt a little nauseous.
Because this thing is too weird.
"Let me see who crafted this evil object." After Jiang Xianya finished speaking, she pressed her finger to the center of the bronze mask's brow. A drop of blood slowly seeped out, and powerful soul energy instantly enveloped the entire bronze mask. The ghost inside the bronze mask was terrified and instantly burned its own power, but unfortunately... the bronze mask never caught fire again.
Jiang Xianya's soul power seeped in, directly forcing the ghost inside into a corner.
This is a female ghost, who looks to be in her twenties, younger than her mother, Ye Miaoyun.
Jiang Xianya could tell at a glance that this ghost had been refined using special methods and turned into a vengeful spirit. Even in its soul form, its body was covered with shocking wounds.
It is evident that she not only suffered inhuman torture during her lifetime, but also had her soul refined multiple times after death.
This is clearly the work of someone from a heretical sect.
Jiang Xianya originally wanted to perform a ritual to help the female ghost pass on and obtain some information about the evil cultivator, but she discovered that the female ghost had long lost her mind and only had the instinct to kill, and the person she wanted to kill was Qi Jiu.
The mask was fine on Qi Chengshuo's face, but it unleashed astonishing power when it encountered Qi Jiu, attempting to burn Qi Jiu to ashes. This was because the mask was specially crafted for Qi Jiu using his blood.
Although Jiang Xianya was unable to find out the identity of the person who made the bronze mask, she did use divination to make some deductions and vaguely saw a figure in a blue Taoist robe bathed in the firelight.
He was indeed a heretical cultivator who had betrayed the Daoist sect.
Jiang Xianya did not believe that this person was from the Taiyi Sect.
To enter the Taiyi Sect, one must have a pure heart and be single-mindedly devoted to the Dao; otherwise, one will not pass the Xuanmen's examination.
Such a person will not fall into evil ways.
Therefore, he must be someone from a Taoist temple, but he has betrayed his sect and become a heretical cultivator.
Jiang Xianya also noticed a special mark on his Taoist robe: a Peng bird embroidered below the Yin-Yang symbol.
After Jiang Xianya shredded everything inside, she instantly withdrew her soul power.
Since this female ghost cannot be exorcised, she must be destroyed to prevent her from harming people any further.
"Here's your mask back." Jiang Xianya handed the bronze mask to Qi Chengshuo.
Qi Chengshuo had long disliked the mask, but seeing Jiang Xianya's calm demeanor, he knew that the bronze mask was no longer a threat.
He reached out and took it.
This thing counts as evidence, and he wants someone to investigate it thoroughly.
How could such an evil entity exist in Huangjue Temple?
Could it be that a high-ranking monk is colluding with heretical people?
When did they obtain Uncle Nine's blood and use it to make this mask?
This was definitely premeditated.
“The female ghost inside this mask has lost her mind and there is no need to perform any rituals to release her soul. I have completely annihilated this ghost. This is just an ordinary mask now, and you can wear it as you please.” Jiang Xianya said, looking at Qi Jiu. “There is a drop of your blood inside this mask. It was specially made for you. Someone wanted to use this mask to take your life, but everything inside has been destroyed by me. This mask can no longer harm you.”
Qi Jiu sighed after hearing her words and remained silent.
Although he was the most useless of all the princes, what could he do when he was the legitimate son?
With his elder brother dead, he became a thorn in the side of his brothers.
There must be many people who want to kill him.
Someone set up this scheme a long time ago.
"Yes...it was me who brought this bronze mask here. Someone wanted to use me to kill Uncle Nine..." Qi Chengshuo felt a pang of guilt.
If he had known this would happen, he should have thrown away the mask when Jiang Xianya reminded him.
"The one who forged this bronze mask was an evil cultivator wearing a blue Taoist robe. In addition to the yin-yang symbol and the eight trigrams pattern, the robe also has a roc embroidered on the bottom. You can check which Taoist temple this robe belongs to and see if you can find out who this evil cultivator is."
"Thank you, young lady!" Qi Chengshuo no longer dared to treat Jiang Xianya as an ordinary young girl. He bowed to Jiang Xianya, his face full of gratitude.
If it weren't for this girl's intervention today, his Ninth Uncle would probably have been burned to ashes.
"Thank you, young lady," Qi Jiu quickly replied.
He was terrified today and is still a little overwhelmed.
“You married my mother, I can’t let her become a widow on her wedding day!” Jiang Xianya said, giving Qi Jiu a meaningful look. “Take good care of your life, my mother doesn’t want to be a widow.”
This Qi Jiu is indeed as Ye Miaoyun said, quite good-looking. Although she may not be as good-looking as her third senior brother, she is still an extremely outstanding person in a crowd.
He's a bit old, but he's a good match for Ye Miaoyun.
Her body looks too weak.
Jiang Xianya couldn't help but frown and used divination to calculate.
She feared that Qi Jiu would die young and leave Ye Miaoyun a widow.
The result of her calculations surprised her greatly.
This person... doesn't seem like someone who can rule the world at all.
But his fate...
Jiang Xianya only saw a golden light, the destiny of the Purple Star Emperor.
Of course, things are still not very stable at the moment.
If I could lend him a hand, then it would be a sure thing.
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