Chapter 212 Killing Xuan Yue's Disciple



Chapter 212 Killing Xuan Yue's Disciple

Even after becoming a ghost, Xinlian was still terrified of Bingdie's methods to the core.

She retreated in terror, hovering behind Qingbao.

Qingbao put her into her bag, patted her soft little hand, and comforted her:

"Rest assured, this judge keeps his word and will avenge you today!"

Right before my eyes.

A graceful woman walked slowly towards them, lotus flowers blooming behind her with each step, the ice lotus flowers slowly disappearing as she walked.

Ice Butterfly lives up to her name; her figure is as light as a butterfly, and her beauty is as ethereal as a fairy.

No wonder she can bewitch men to such an extent that they lose all conscience.

Song Yiran quickly went to greet her, a gentle smile in her eyes, "Die'er! You've come."

Ice Butterfly glanced at him lightly.

Song Yiran immediately squatted down like a dog and used her tongue to wipe the surface of her shoes.

Si Han's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Wait, what's going on?

"Brother Song, how could you..." He was so shocked that he was incoherent, and looked helplessly at Imperial Censor Song.

"Your Excellency, aren't you going to do anything about this?" Si Han asked weakly.

Imperial Censor Song nodded, "Indeed, we need to do something about it, otherwise Ice Butterfly's other shoe will be unclean."

After saying that, he squatted down like a dog and did the same thing as Song Yiran.

On the tops of Bingdie's two shoes lay the Song family father and son.

Si Han was so numb that he could fit two eggs in his mouth.

Ice Butterfly raised her hand, and they immediately stopped moving.

She smiled and said to Qingbao, "See? The fairies of our celestial realm are always supreme in the mortal world. Even if I like Song Yiran, he is still a dog under my feet, including his father."

"So why are you going against me for the sake of a ghost? Don't you know who I am?"

Qingbao looked at her coldly, "Who are you?"

"Are you familiar with the Heavenly Manifestation Sect?" Bingdie asked with a smile, quite proud.

Qingbao raised an eyebrow. "Oh, that thief sect?"

"What kind of thief sect are you? How could you filthy creatures from the underworld possibly understand Tianxian? Tianxian Sect is the number one sect in the Immortal Realm, and its sect leader's wife, Xuan Yue, is my master! She became a god a thousand years ago!"

Ice Butterfly was somewhat annoyed, not expecting the other party to be so arrogant even after she revealed her sect.

"It's the Nascent Soul stage, not the God stage. I don't know what he's so proud of." Qingbao formed a hand seal, and black energy surged around her.

Ice Butterfly's expression changed slightly. "What good will it do you to help a ghost?"

“There’s no benefit to it.” After Qingbao finished speaking, she suddenly opened her eyes, and wisps of black energy suddenly shot out from the corners of her eyes.

"I'm killing you simply because you're a cultivator from the Heavenly Manifestation Realm! I mean nothing else!"

Moreover, he is Xuan Yue's apprentice.

What a coincidence!

They killed only the enemy's people!

Ice Butterfly gritted her teeth and spat out two words, "You're asking for death!"

Suddenly, he leaped up and kicked the Song father and son aside.

She used the power of her Nascent Soul cultivation to cause gusts of wind to rise from the ground.

Imperial Censor Song shouted, "It's terrible! The fairy is angry! Princess Qing'an, you'd better leave quickly! Even if you were the judge of the underworld, you couldn't offend a deity!"

If Qingbao dies in his Song family, and the Emperor investigates, his official career will be over.

"You actually think she's a deity? Hahaha, how ridiculous! A Nascent Soul cultivator actually came to the mortal realm to impersonate a deity, lording it over everyone and causing the deaths of so many people!"

Qingbao's eyes burned with anger and a hint of excitement!

Her divine power has already reached three levels, equivalent to the Taixu cultivation of a vengeful ghost.

Perfect timing! I'll use my bare hands, without any magic weapons or magic treasures, to practice on this Nascent Soul stage female cultivator!

Countless white ribbons appeared in Bingdie's hands and began to wrap around Qingbao.

Qingbao narrowed her eyes slightly, "This weapon looks familiar. I've seen people wielding the white ribbon better than you. You're still not quite like her!"

Ice Butterfly asked with slight confusion, "You've met my master? I don't look like her?"

"It doesn't look like it! But I can tell you what makes it look like it!"

The words were spoken.

Qingbao's palm was filled with black energy as she cut the white silk ribbons one by one.

The debris floated in the air.

Qingbao picked up two pieces with her fingertips and tossed them towards the ice butterfly's eyes with fluid movements and agile movements.

The white silk fragments, imbued with the black aura of a Taixu cultivator, surged toward the ice butterfly with unstoppable force.

The speed was astonishing.

Ice Butterfly widened her eyes, trying to see clearly, and cast a spell to defend herself.

call out!

Two jets of blood spurted out, turning Ice Butterfly's eyes into two bloody holes.

Her hands trembled as she covered her eyes and let out a low growl.

"What have you done to my eyes, my eyes, my eyes!!"

Qingbao grabbed a piece of white silk, floated over, and placed it on her eyes.

The white silk was instantly stained red with two patches of blood.

"In this way, you'll be just like your master, Xuan Yue."

"You're courting death!!!" Ice Butterfly was twisted with rage, completely losing her mind and her Dao heart collapsing.

She's determined to kill Qingbao at all costs!

Qingbao dodged her attack and said with a smile, "I'm helping you become your master, why are you still angry?"

"Even when you killed Xinlian, she wasn't as vulnerable as you."

"By the way, when you gouged out someone's niece's eyes, did you ever think about using them on yourself?"

"The men of the Song family are your lapdogs. Now that you've gone blind, do you think they'll still listen to you?"

"You vicious piece of trash, what are you pretending for!"

"Go to hell!"

"Go to the underworld and face judgment!"

She wanted to send Bingdie's soul to the underworld for judgment, and would never give her a chance to return to heaven and enter the cycle of reincarnation!

No cultivator should ever think of exploiting loopholes in the rules to achieve their own selfish desires!

Don't even think about it—

Qingbao leaped into the air, a long black blade materializing in her hand, and stabbed fiercely at the ice butterfly!

call out--

The sharp blade pierced through the ice butterfly's body.

Ice Butterfly looked down in astonishment and disbelief.

Who exactly did she offend?

Qingbao drew out the black energy, gritted her teeth, and decisively stabbed her again into her dantian.

Black gas explodes!

Ice Butterfly's dantian exploded, leaving her a bloody mess.

The woman Song Yiran had pampered for two years now had her abdomen explode, and blood splattered on his face.

He could hardly believe it.

My fairy, my dream lover, actually died like this?

The corpses floated down slowly, the heavy aura of death looming over the Song family and Imperial Censor Song.

Imperial Censor Song retreated repeatedly, his eyes filled with despair.

“Imperial Censor Song…you and your son, as accomplices, should not hold these positions. Will you resign yourself, or should I resign on your behalf to the Emperor?”

Qingbao's face was indifferent, and she didn't even turn her head when she spoke to Imperial Censor Song behind her.

Imperial Censor Song's voice was hoarse, and he asked tremblingly, "Princess, how... can we help?"

Qingbao turned around and thrust out a sharp blade.

Song Yiran was stabbed and fell to the ground, dead!

"Just help us like this!"

“Son—” Imperial Censor Song collapsed and knelt on the ground. To his left was his son’s mistress, and to his right was his son!

"Qingbao, how dare you, a princess, kill innocent people! I'm going to report you to the Emperor!"

Censor Song was heartbroken and glared at Qingbao with bloodshot eyes: "I want you to pay for my son's life."

Qingbao looked at him and sighed.

"You audacious evil cultivator! How dare you possess a court official's body! Take this sword!"

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