Even though it was just someone who looked exactly like her, Wan Jiao unexpectedly felt a deep empathy for what she had experienced.
She hugged her shoulders and squatted down in despair.
"No……"
Wan Jiao was traumatized and her mind was unstable; there was a possibility that her soul would leave her body at any moment.
Inside the canvas bag, Xiao Lejin, who hadn't fully recovered, sensed Wan Jiao was in danger and immediately transformed into a beam of light, flying out, "Auntie~"
Xiao Lejin's soft voice and gentle pat on her shoulder pulled Wan Jiao back from the brink of despair. She stared blankly at Xiao Lejin for a few seconds before finally speaking, "Xiao Jin?"
Xiao Lejin nodded vigorously, then reminded her, "Auntie, what did you see in this illusion? You almost lost your soul just now."
Wan Jiao didn't answer Xiao Le Jin. She got up, formed a hand seal to break the illusion, and then took Xiao Le Jin's hand and appeared in front of Feng Nan Shan and Rong Xuan.
Seeing that Wan Jiao had actually emerged alive from the illusion, a flash of malice crossed Rong Xuan's eyes.
Wan Jiao accurately caught that malicious glint in her eye and suddenly said, "You're disappointed to see me emerge alive from your illusion, aren't you?"
As she spoke, Wan Jiao's gaze fell on Feng Nanshan's face. "Ancestor, she is indeed human, but she is more hateful than a demon. Didn't you want to know what she did with the 'Rejuvenation Forbidden Technique'? I'll tell you."
Wan Jiao channeled spiritual energy into her fingertips, and Rong Xuan's veil fell off.
Suddenly, that terrifying face appeared in the eyes of Feng Nanshan, Wan Jiao, and Xiao Lejin.
Wan Jiao: "Ancestor, did you see that? She used the forbidden Rejuvenation Technique to achieve immortality. Her face has become like this, which is the price she should pay as an evil cultivator."
Xiao Lejin is a spirit of the artifact, but she is also a little child. When she saw Rong Xuan, she almost subconsciously said, "Auntie, she is so ugly. It's an eyesore."
What was said without malice may have been taken to heart by the listener.
Rong Xuan was already extremely concerned about her appearance. Now, not only was her veil removed by Wan Jiao in front of her favorite Nan Shan brother, but she was also humiliated by a little spirit for being ugly. Instantly, murderous intent arose in her heart.
Feng Nanshan, being the closest to Rong Xuan, felt Rong Xuan's murderous intent most deeply.
He quickly said, "Rong Xuan, you can't touch her."
"We can't touch her?" Rong Xuan, with a "what the hell" attitude, took her hands off her face and asked Feng Nanshan with a sinister look, "Brother Nanshan, do you think I'm ugly like them? You're going to protect her?"
Feng Nanshan certainly didn't mean that.
"No matter what you become, in my heart you will always be that innocent and carefree girl who has the world in her heart."
He and Rong Xuan were childhood sweethearts, a perfect couple who loved each other deeply. But too many things happened later, and they were separated by death.
Seeing each other again today is a blessing for Feng Nanshan.
But heaven knows, seeing Rong Xuan become a heretical cultivator in her quest for immortality, her face ravaged by the backlash, he felt no disgust, only heartache.
But... evil is evil, and good is good.
Since ancient times, good and evil have been irreconcilable.
"Rong Xuan, stop. Don't do so many heinous things because of your own obsession."
If Rong Xuan harbored murderous intent towards Wan Jiao, and if it were just Feng Nanshan and Rong Xuan alone together, she would definitely be very moved by his words.
Unfortunately... there are no "what ifs".
At this moment, Feng Nanshan's words were merely an excuse for Rong Xuan to let Wan Jiao go. His "No matter what you become, in my heart, you will always be that innocent, carefree girl with a heart for all living beings" was utter nonsense.
He was just trying to protect that 'bastard'.
anger.
envy.
humiliation.
Unwilling to accept it...
A torrent of emotions surged wildly, consuming Rong Xuan's last shred of reason. She laughed maniacally for a while before finally distancing herself from Feng Nanshan, glaring at him with eyes full of hatred. "She must die!"
As soon as the four words were spoken, Rong Xuan took out another veil and covered her face. At the same time, she summoned two thousand-year-old vengeful ghosts from who-knows-where, and then gave the order, "Kill that woman for me."
The thousand-year-old vengeful ghost, upon receiving the order, replied respectfully, "Yes, Master."
Feng Nanshan was a remnant soul, possessing Wan Jiao's illusionary paper doll technique, and his cultivation was less than one-tenth of what it was when he was alive. Wan Jiao was afraid that he would be harmed, so she threw a protective talisman shield at him, "Ancestor, stand further away, don't get hurt."
Although Feng Nanshan didn't need Wan Jiao's protection, her actions were truly to his liking.
This girl truly deserves to be the successor of Nanshan Temple that he carefully selected.
"Girl, be careful."
Upon hearing Feng Nanshan's words, Wan Jiao arrogantly replied, "I don't even consider these two small fry a threat."
Everyone in the metaphysical world knows what a thousand-year-old vengeful ghost looks like.
Wan Jiao actually called them low-level thugs?!
The two thousand-year-old vengeful ghosts felt insulted and their resentment grew.
Rong Xuan laughed out loud, "You little brat, so arrogant in front of a thousand-year-old vengeful ghost, you really are a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers. I'll wait and see if you can still be so arrogant after your flesh is torn apart and your soul is devoured."
After speaking with Wan Jiao, Rong Xuan sternly rebuked the thousand-year-old vengeful ghost, "What are you all standing there for? Why aren't you making a move?"
Wan Jiao said: "This old lady isn't easily scared."
They're just thousand-year-old vengeful ghosts; she can find tons of them.
Did they want to tear her body apart and devour her soul?
Ha, what a fool's dream.
With her spiritual power drawing talismans and her hands forming hand seals, before the two thousand-year-old vengeful ghosts could even reach Wan Jiao, they were trapped layer by layer by the Soul-Binding Net. Amidst the burst of golden light, the two thousand-year-old vengeful ghosts wailed in agony!
"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands! Imperial decree!"
In the blink of an eye, the two thousand-year-old vengeful ghosts were annihilated.
The entire process of Wan Jiao destroying the two thousand-year-old vengeful ghosts took less than a minute.
Feng Nanshan had long known that this girl was excessively strong, but the fact that she could destroy two thousand-year-old vengeful ghosts so quickly truly shocked him. Because... even Feng Nanshan at the peak of his cultivation back then couldn't reach this level.
The student surpasses the teacher.
The Yangtze River's waves keep pushing forward.
It was the only thing Feng Nanshan could think of to describe Wan Jiaoqiang.
The world of metaphysics is destined to rise from decline to prosperity under her leadership.
Compared to Feng Nanshan, Rong Xuan's condition was not so good.
She had already suffered severe backlash from the breaking of the "Rejuvenation Forbidden Technique," and now the two thousand-year-old vengeful ghosts who had signed a ghost servant contract with her had also been annihilated. Suffering from the backlash again, she collapsed weakly to the ground, looking at Wan Jiao with a horrified expression, "You...who exactly are you?"
Throughout the entire history of metaphysics, there has never been anyone who could easily destroy a thousand-year-old vengeful ghost except for the first female metaphysician who created the "Rejuvenation Forbidden Technique" and the "Spirit-Severing Body."
So, what exactly is the relationship between this breathtakingly beautiful woman, whose beauty is so stunning it's almost unfair, and the number one female esoteric master in the world of metaphysics?
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