at the same time.
Yan Jiu received a notification from the system panel. She put down the barbecue skewers in her hand and looked towards the other side of the mountain.
System: [Are you going to India?]
Yan Jiu quickly calculated with her fingers, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes: "Someone is trying to steal my corpse."
Jiang Azi frowned: "Who's so audacious!"
Yan Jiu sneered, "A beast."
Jiang Azi: "..." I can't believe who it is.
Guan Zian stood up: "We will wait here for the treasure to be born."
Yan Jiu left a few talismans for the two of them and then disappeared. When Yan Jiu reappeared, she came to the outside of a small building and was immediately choked by the stench that hit her.
She swept aside the rows of dead fish, ruining the fishy smell that Siam used to conceal its presence.
Yan Jiu knocked on the door in a friendly manner.
She never expected the door to be so fragile, shattering into pieces right in front of her, and she had to retire early.
Siam was drawing spells on Lao Liu's body with fish carcass oil, and it seemed like he was about to succeed when Yan Jiu appeared.
Yan Jiu spotted the magical artifact, the Soul-Summoning Banner, at a glance. She stroked her chin and said, "Getting equipment as a reward for defeating monsters? I like that."
Siam immediately became alert.
If Siam were at his peak, he might have had a chance to fight Yan Jiu, but he had used up too much of his magic power to raise the "fish" and draw talismans, making him no match for Yan Jiu.
Siam hid his brother's remnant soul behind his back: "Yan Jiu, did you come here because the Bone-Piercing Needle caused you to lose the most important person in your life?"
System: [...] Why bring up something you shouldn't be talking about!?
Siam rubbed salt into Yan Jiu's wound: "The Bone-Piercing Needle is a treasure, but if we can exchange it for one, it's not in vain that we delivered the needle to that clown, Master Chen."
Yan Jiu gave a cold laugh.
System: [...] The host laughed. Alright, Little Blackie, you're doomed!
Yan Jiu's smile didn't reach her eyes; instead, her gaze seemed to gleam with a chilling light.
Siam thought Yan Jiu would go mad.
Yan Jiu looked at the ethereal remnant soul beside the summoning banner and asked himself, "Do you know why your brother is a remnant soul? It's because he was missing a heart before I crushed him to ashes."
Siam: "!?"
The system sighed softly: Why did you provoke her for no reason? You're dumbfounded now!
Siam suddenly looked up.
A pair of sinister eyes peeked out from the Siamese man's hair and glared fiercely at Yan Jiu.
Siamese found his brother's ashes in the flowing water and soaked in the water for several days in order to retrieve them.
His hatred for Yan Jiu distorted his appearance, and his efforts to summon his brother's soul kept him from collapsing.
But when he learned that Leviathan couldn't get the Soul-Summoning Banner, he nearly broke down.
It was Lou Nayu who gave him hope.
Lou Na risked his life to retrieve the soul-summoning banner for Siam. Siam thought everything was fine, but the remnant souls that were summoned left him bewildered, and he didn't understand where things had gone wrong.
turn out to be.
It was all Yan Jiu's doing!
Siam barely managed to restrain himself from lunging forward and perishing together with Yan Jiu.
Siam did not move.
But several cards slipped from Yan Jiu's hand.
They cut the Siamese's wrists.
Blood was rapidly draining away, and Siam's already weakened body simply could not withstand this level of blood loss. His vision gradually blurred, and a buzzing sound appeared in his mind.
Yan Jiu lowered her eyes: "My senior brother was also a remnant soul. Do you know the pain I felt when I failed to bring his soul back?"
She laughed again.
The tone was a mixture of disdain and contempt, yet it sent chills down one's spine.
Siam wanted to curse Yan Jiu, but his tongue, cut by the playing cards, wouldn't cooperate. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out, quickly soaking through the black collar of his shirt.
Compared to the ruthless Rosicrucian, Yan Jiu at this moment is the sinister serpent who likes to lurk in the shadows and enjoy the painful masks of others.
Yan Jiu took out the well-preserved heart: "Look, this is your brother's heart. Thud, it's gone."
She applied a gentle force with her hand.
The fragile heart shattered like scraps of paper, turning into a mist of blood and completely dissipating before Siam's eyes.
Yan Jiu blinked: "I used to look down on people with connections, but now I think it was actually quite useful."
System: [What does that mean?]
Yan Jiu smiled: "The death of a family member can be used to stimulate people. Blood ties are truly amazing."
System: [...] Is it really okay for us to understand "connections" this way?
Siam opened its mouth in pain.
He struggled in the pool of blood, trying to crawl to Yan Jiu's side, but was swept aside by the gale. From beginning to end, he didn't even touch the hem of Yan Jiu's clothes.
Yan Jiu looked at the unfortunate sixth brother's corpse.
"We only need one more incantation to succeed."
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity."
"You were almost reunited with your brother."
Yan Jiu's words were like a cold file, repeatedly poking at Siam's wounds with its dull side.
Tears of blood streamed down Siam's face. He didn't know if it was Yan Jiu's words that made his eyes red, or if it was the sight of his brother's remnant soul being shattered by Yan Jiu's single move that made his eyes red.
In conclusion.
The Siamese man is blind.
He regretted provoking Yan Jiu.
I regret associating with the Rosicrucian Cross.
If it weren't for the need to join the Rosicrucian Cross, he wouldn't have given Leviathan the idea of using his closest friends and relatives to attack Yan Jiu.
He only needed to offer one idea, and Yan Jiu was able to wipe them out completely; the fate of the Rose Cross was predictable.
As Siam felt life slipping away, he inexplicably thought of the soul-summoning banner and the Lou Na Yu.
The only one who truly cared for him was probably Lou Nayou, but unfortunately, he betrayed Lou Nayou's trust and let the Soul-Summoning Banner fall into Yan Jiu's hands.
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