Behind Qing Shang stood a tall demon with red hair and black clothes. He seemed to be of high status, and although his face was handsome, it was also somewhat listless. He looked like he had indulged in too much sex, which was disgusting.
Chi Su ignored the disdain in Zhu Yi's eyes, "It's a pity I can't take you back to the Demon Palace to cook for me..."
Zhu Yi twitched her lips, glanced at the sky, which was still shrouded in mist and shrouded in black aura.
She didn't want to talk anymore; she didn't need to say anything, silence was enough.
Qing Shang's magic, imbued with the chilling aura of the Nine Netherworlds, unleashed the Demon Clan's forbidden puppet technique upon Zhu Yi. Jin Bao let out two soft whimpers and clung to Zhu Yi in a tight embrace.
Zhu Yi thought to herself, "I'm still too inexperienced..."
She could clearly feel Jinbao trembling beside her; the two of them were truly trapped in this Soul-Devouring Array, unsure if they were lucky enough to have a second chance to be reborn and transmigrate.
"Jinbao, do you regret coming to this place to look for fortune?"
"Woof!" No regrets. I thought I'd be amazing after breaking through to a higher realm, but it seems I'm not quite there yet!
"That's right, if we do it again, we must remember to find more helpers to give them a good beating!"
"Boom!" The lightning struck Qing Shang accurately. He was thick-skinned and tough, and the shallow thunderclouds summoned by Zhu Yi did not seem to cause him any harm.
Zhu Yi's heart, which was already in the abyss, sank even further. The abyss could not even describe her feelings at this moment. All around, there were constant wails, and vengeful spirits rushed in to tear at Zhu Yi and Jin Bao.
The green hills remained indifferent.
Chi Su felt sorry for him.
As Qing Shang was enjoying the miserable state of the man and dog, he seemed to feel that long-lost joy of being above others again.
A smile remained on her thin lips as a golden lotus bloomed on Qing Shang's back, enveloping her and suppressing her tightly.
The Imperial Mirror Master stood on auspicious seven-colored clouds, his body shrouded in dazzling light. His high-tied hair crown was made of warm, smooth white jade. In the pitch-black darkness, Zhu Yi felt that the crown on her master's head must be extremely valuable.
Otherwise, why would she find the hair ornament the most eye-catching thing when she looked over?
Zhu Yi was so excited that she couldn't utter any words of excitement. Her mind was filled with images of her master's elegant demeanor, his peerless grace, and the fact that the Imperial Mirror Master, unlike his usual sapphire blue robes, was dressed in a black outfit today, looking poised and generous, like the big brother next door.
"I'm the boss, my confidence shines."
"What? Junior Sister?" Jinbao was also excited, and spoke much more fluently when he spoke.
"Master! Hurry! My junior sister and I are about to be bullied to death by these two devils! Woof!" Jinbao's roars made Zhu Yi feel that he was a bit pathetic.
She wanted to say, Jinbao, could you please be more elegant and proper in front of your master? Don't let the demonic cultivators who bully them think that the two of them are childish and incompetent, okay?
Jinbao didn't care what Zhu Yi thought at all. He almost threw himself into Yujing Zhenren's arms in a few seconds, and while running away, he continued to say that Zhaocai's soul had been torn to pieces...
"Qing Shang, you are supposed to be the Great Protector of the Demon Clan. It's not right for you to steal my cat so blatantly, is it?"
Yu Jing stood atop the heavy demonic clouds, the scales sewn onto his tight-fitting clothes gleaming coldly. Zhu Yi was almost blinded by the dazzling light, thinking to herself that her master was as elegant as ever.
She only dared to mutter it to herself.
"Master, save Zhaocai! Your disciple is about to be beaten to death by these two great demons!"
"Woof woof woof!" That's right, that's right! They even collected the five great phantom images of ferocious beasts and trapped us in the center of Soul Devouring Town. They were terrifying!
"Poor Zhaocai, those two have made me unrecognizable. They scratch and bite anyone they see, and they don't even want my favorite grilled fish anymore..."
"Woof~ woof woof." Jinbao echoed in perfect unison.
Zhu Yi was crying with tears streaming down her face, a stark contrast to her previous solemn expression, where she was determined to fight Qing Shang even while coughing up blood.
"Little girl, is what you're saying true?" Qing Shang didn't argue or look at Yu Jing Zhenren, but stared straight at Zhu Yi, watching to see how she would lie.
That little black cat never bit her!
"What are you looking at? Am I wrong? Our Zhaocai is usually the most honest and adorable, yet he's been rendered unconscious by a devil like you. How pitiful!"
"Jinbao and I were also injured by your evil spirits, and you even want to turn me into a puppet subordinate!" He made no mention of the countless ghosts he had exorcised.
"Woof!"
Zhu Yi's voice was impassioned, and she and Jin Bao echoed each other despite their miserable cries.
Master Yujing knew that Zhu Yi was suspected of exaggerating the problem, but so what?
"How can my disciple and spirit beast be bullied like this?"
"Fellow Daoist Qing Shang, I am the one you should be fighting." Yu Jing's equally indifferent tone was devoid of any emotion, which sounded particularly arrogant to the ears of the Demon Prince Chi Su.
Sure enough, Master Yujing's next words were: "Are you two coming at me together, or separately?"
The Heaven-Slaying Sword in the hands of the Mirror Master gleamed coldly. With the release of his powerful aura, many vengeful spirits dissipated. The black energy instantly landed on his clothes, only to be repelled by an invisible righteous energy.
"It's been a long time since we've sparred; even my sword is happy."
"In that case, I shall have a contest with Master Yujing. I humbly request your guidance!" Qing Shang unleashed his full power, showing no less prowess than Master Yujing, and accepted the challenge.
Zhu Yi felt pain all over his body under the pressure of the powerful figure, and the surrounding air seemed to have turned colder. He thought to himself, "It's not easy being such a pitiful newbie among the powerful!"
"Hey! You can have your match with the Great Protector, but don't drag me into it! I didn't hurt your disciple!" Before Chi Su could defend himself, he was trapped in the spatial array with Yu Jing and forced to defend himself.
Zhu Yi breathed a sigh of relief when her master took the two great demons away to fight. "Master seems so calm and collected; he probably won't take those two great demons to heart, right?"
Zhu Yi was a little unsure about her master's fighting style, so she humbly asked Jinbao for guidance.
Jinbao had already happily taken out the big crab and continued eating. The white-robed scholar was no longer the pitiful figure who had been crying and pleading for mercy just now. At this moment, he was struggling with the remaining big crab claws.
It did not answer Zhu Yi's question...
Zhu Yi has no appetite right now. The Brahma Lamp is broken, and her already weak strength has lost an advantage. She's really troubled.
As the thunderclouds dissipated, the Soul-Devouring Array gradually fell away amidst the occasional sword winds that Master occasionally unleashed from the spatial array.
After Jinbao had eaten and drunk his fill, he offered his protection to Zhuyi. He placed sandalwood incense on a small table, washed his hands, and then Zhuyi began to recite the Rebirth Mantra and the Great Compassion Mantra.
It's not good to always send vengeful spirits to the afterlife over a single disagreement, as it leaves you with too much karma, which is detrimental to your future cultivation.
"Hmph! You suddenly remember you need to recite scriptures?" A small macaque with a mouthful of fangs approached Zhu Yi, trying to launch a sneak attack, but Jin Bao intercepted it tightly, not giving it any chance to succeed.
Zhu Yi did not reply.
In a time of emergency, she did not deny the vengeful spirits a way to be reborn; it was their own fault for not choosing to enter the Golden Lotus Gate to Fengdu City. They cannot be blamed for this.
The purpose of reciting scriptures now is twofold: first, to appease the remaining vengeful spirits and help them dissipate some of their resentment; second, after the carnage, Zhu Yi felt uneasy, and reciting scriptures was a way to pray for her own well-being.
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