But as the little girl spun around, she finally realized that she couldn't absorb any power from Mingluo.
A look of confusion crossed her face, as if she couldn't understand what was going on.
Master Lin, who was controlling the little girl, was even more confused. He had already taken Mingluo's hand, so why couldn't he absorb the power from Mingluo?
Minglu revealed a cruel smile and said calmly, "No, I'm not your sister. You'll die if you use my power."
"How will you know if you don't try?" The little girl tilted her head, her smile almost reaching her lips.
Minglu chuckled, "Alright then, don't blame me if you burst your stomach."
As she spoke, she channeled her power into the little girl, who ran and jumped excitedly, gradually growing into a young woman who bore an eight or nine-tenths resemblance to Mingluo.
But soon, a bewildered smile appeared on her face as she looked at her stomach, where golden light was swirling around inside. Her expression gradually changed from joy to terror.
"Miss, stop! I can't take it anymore!"
"I don't want your power anymore, I don't want it."
She tried to let go of Mingluo's hand, but found that her fingers seemed to be stuck to Mingluo's hand.
With a "bang," the little girl's belly exploded...
She transformed back into a sheet of paper shimmering with a metallic sheen. The difference was that Mingluo's name was no longer on the paper, as if Master Lin's writing in blood had been an illusion.
The paper fluttered down from mid-air, and Mingluo reached out and caught it, looking at Master Lin with a half-smile.
At this moment, Master Lin's face was deathly pale, and there was a trace of suspicious blood at the corner of his lips.
His magical artifact was broken by Mingluo, and he suffered a backlash, leaving him feeling unwell.
A hint of fear flashed in his eyes. He never expected that Minglu could even break through the paper doll. This was definitely not just a matter of talent; her magic power was truly far superior to his.
His face turned ashen, and he sighed deeply, saying, "Fine, I've lost this contest. Girl, give me back my things."
"Give it back to you?" Mingluo's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Fine! Here you go."
As she spoke, she used her spiritual power to quickly write Master Lin's name on the paper: Lin Bohuai.
She gently blew a breath, and the paper figure floated into the air, quickly transforming into a human-shaped child. The child's appearance was clearly that of Master Lin when he was a child.
Master Lin panicked.
He didn't see Minglu use blood as a catalyst at all; she just drew it on paper with her bare hands. How did she do that?
He looked at his younger self and roared, "Ming girl, what exactly do you want? What have you done to my paper doll? Stop right now!"
Master Lin is the manipulator of the Human Paper. He has used this Human Paper to deal with countless enemies. No one understands the power of this Human Paper better than him.
Having the Human Paper is like having your own puppet henchman. This puppet henchman is fast, ruthless, and immortal, making him almost invincible. Even when facing Master Gu, he has the ability to fight him.
But now he has to face his own paper documents, and he doubts he has the ability to escape.
Paper, on the other hand, has no weaknesses; it is not afraid of water, fire, or electricity, unless the words on the paper are erased.
Master Lin hurriedly tried to erase the writing on the paper using his secret incantation to control the paper, but was horrified to find that the paper was no longer under his control.
Not only did it ignore me, it also attacked me.
Master Lin hurriedly dodged, but he was old and useless. He could only dodge a few times before he had to use a magic weapon to block.
He took out his magical implements one by one: a bronze mirror, a writing brush, talismans...
He pulled out his magical artifacts extremely quickly, but even so, he couldn't stop the paper figures from slapping his body with their handprints. He was quickly hit several times and had to dodge while trying to persuade Mingluo.
"Girl, what are you doing? I'm your senior, you should put this away right now!"
"Oh, girl, what deep-seated hatred do we have? Don't be so cruel. You'll need me someday, won't you?"
"Ming girl, stop right now."
Master Lin's voice was distorted, and he was panting heavily.
"Oh……"
Minglu scoffed lightly and said indifferently, "If I hadn't dodged your paper, would you have let me go?"
Master Lin's face turned ashen, and he fell silent.
Mingluo continued, "You won't let me go. You'll seriously injure me, then warn me and teach me a lesson. So, what right do you have to make me stop? Besides, you've violated my cardinal rule."
"I... what taboo did I break?" Master Lin was unwilling to give up. He watched as the paper figure rushed over and barely dodged.
Mingluo said calmly, "I hate it when people use my likeness as a puppet."
She was angry.
Previously, she had only been playing around and had no intention of teaching Old Man Lin a lesson. Her fight with Old Man Lin was largely to find out the level of the people in the Xuanmen sect in this world.
But when the paper figure appeared in front of her, its face pressed against hers, giving her a fake smile and making that giggling sound...
Her anger could no longer be contained; she only wanted this self-proclaimed righteous Master Lin to suffer the consequences of his actions.
Master Lin was filled with regret.
He had never met Mingluo before, so he had no idea what she was afraid of.
Unable to withstand the paper figures' pursuit, he could only keep taking out magical artifacts to block them. This time, he pulled out ancient coins, blood jade, green jadeite, and so on...
With each item he took out, his heart ached as if it were bleeding. These were treasures he had painstakingly collected over many years, and now they were all ruined here.
Zou Jinnian realized something was wrong, and his heart sank, filled with a deep sense of unease.
Master Lin couldn't even beat Ming Luo?
Not only was he no match for Mingluo, but he was also forced to flee in all directions by Mingluo's magical artifacts, showing no trace of the demeanor of a master.
He disappointedly reminded Mingluo, "Mingluo, stop now! Master Lin is about to collapse. Do you want to cause a death?"
“I see he’s still quite vigorous for his age, and he has more than a dozen magical treasures on him. I estimate he can hold out for a while longer. What’s up, Mr. Zou? Since you’re so sympathetic to Master Lin, why don’t you go and keep him company?”
Zou Jinnian glared at Mingluo, his fingers unconsciously gripping the armrest tightly, feeling a terrible and indescribable sense of loss of control over Mingluo.
The woman had become someone he didn't recognize at all.
Minglu glanced at him sideways and said indifferently, "Zou Jinnian, today you should be glad you're not a member of the Xuanmen sect. Otherwise, given what you've done to me, I would have made you ten or a hundred times more miserable than you are today..."
Zou Jinnian felt a chill run down his spine. Did she mean to break more than just his legs?
The phone rang, and Zou Jinnian answered it with an icy expression, immediately saying, "Let them in."
A moment later, just as Master Lin was about to be slapped to death by the paper, two people rushed over and shouted, "Mingluo, stop!"
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