Yu Bugui lowered his hand, and several people rushed forward to ask anxiously, "How is it? Has the Divine Lord detected anything amiss?"
"The girl has indeed been put on a Soul-Locking Needle. This Soul-Locking Needle is an evil object that locks a person's soul, consciousness, and memories. Even the person who put the needle on may not be able to undo it..."
Upon hearing this, the group felt a chill in their hearts; she was now like a living puppet.
"Jin Chenzi, do you have any ideas?"
"I've never heard of the Soul-Locking Needle before, but since it's an evil object, it must have something to counter it. Divine Lord, why not try the Golden Lotus Heart..."
Jin Chenzi spoke softly. Yu Bugui frowned slightly. The higher the level of evil the Golden Lotus Heart faced, the greater its power. However, this Soul-Locking Needle was no ordinary evil. If one was not careful, one's soul would be scattered. He really dared not gamble.
Before Jiu'er could speak, Feng Che stepped forward to stop her, saying, "This is not a good idea. I'm afraid Jiu'er won't be able to withstand such a powerful force."
An eerie atmosphere permeated the room; the silence was terrifying.
Qingling came out of the room, and Yingyue hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Qingling, how is the mistress? What happened?"
Qingling, looking worried, told Yingyue what had happened. Upon hearing this, Yingyue frowned slightly. "Soul-Locking Needle?"
He felt like he'd heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place it.
Qingling suddenly remembered something and grabbed Yingyue's hand tightly. "Grand Preceptor, yes, the Grand Preceptor is so powerful, he can definitely save Miss. Yingyue, please go find the Grand Preceptor and save Miss, okay?"
Yingyue's expression shifted slightly. Ever since that day when her master tore through space with Yuezhu, he had disappeared without a trace.
"Qingling, don't worry, I'll go back to the Nine Heavens Divine Palace to take a look and check on the Soul-Locking Nails. I feel like I've heard of them somewhere before."
Hearing this, Qingling was overjoyed and quickly nodded, "Okay, Lord Yingyue, please take care on your journey. I...I'll wait for you."
"good."
As she spoke, Yingyue disappeared into the void, while Qingling went to Hei Xiangling's room to take care of her.
Only Murong Zheng remained among the deans, his brown eyes filled with confusion as he looked around the room. He was born with a keen sense of smell.
From the very beginning, he sensed a familiar scent about her, which reminded him of the mysterious man who had appeared in the Western Jin Kingdom. It was that mysterious man who told him and his father that the person who could save him was in the northwest.
Is there any connection between the Soul-Locking Needle and that man? Why does she have a trace of his aura on her body after being hit by the Soul-Locking Needle?
However, that man has long since disappeared, and finding him is not an easy task.
Before he could think any further, a loud bang came from the room, and a fiery figure flew into the air, followed by several other figures.
Feng Che, Yu Bugui, and Jin Chenzi surrounded Ji Jiuying.
The loud noise drew out the lightness that filled the room.
Murong Zheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly disappeared from the princess's residence.
The group of people suddenly started fighting in mid-air.
"Your Majesty, we must find a way to make her faint!"
Yu Bugui frowned slightly. Having lost one of his souls, he couldn't use the time-stopping technique to make her unconscious, which was no easy task.
Jin Chenzi's staff transformed into the Golden Lotus Staff. "Jin Chenzi, no! The Soul-Locking Needle is in her soul; she cannot withstand the power of the Golden Lotus Staff..."
Yu Bugui quickly stopped him.
Jin Chenzi had no choice but to put away the Golden Lotus Zen Staff.
The group fought again, and Ji Jiuying, who was unconscious, struck with deadly moves.
The group could only defend themselves while trying to find a way to stop her.
"Miss……"
The ancient demon zither appeared in Qingling's hands.
Zheng.
As the melodious sound of the zither began, Ji Jiuying slowed down her movements, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
With her limited mental strength, controlling Ji Jiuying was no easy task, and she quickly became aware of it.
puff!
Qingling's eyes were bloodshot, her soul ached, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Her hands, covered in wounds, did not stop playing the piano, and her innocent eyes seemed to be filled with endless murderous intent.
Once she came to her senses, Ji Jiuying's eyes were filled with killing intent as she headed straight for Qingling.
Qingling seemed oblivious to her murderous intent; all she knew was that she couldn't let her mistress get hurt, and she couldn't let her mistress become a puppet to be manipulated by others.
"Light and agile, stop playing, get out of the way!"
Feng Che shouted.
Qingling's eyes were bloodshot as her gaze swept over Feng Che, her lips pressed tightly together, her deep-seated obsession preventing her from leaving.
Just as the killing move was about to strike her, two figures suddenly appeared and blocked Ji Jiuying's path.
"Xiao Jiu, what are you doing?"
As soon as they entered, they saw Ji Jiuying attacking Qingling with deadly force. Wen Longting and Wen Longxiu quickly stepped forward to deflect the attack, and Feng Che and the others landed beside them.
"Ah Xiu, Xiao Ting, my disciple's soul has been controlled and she has lost her own consciousness. You two must be careful."
Yu Bugui didn't offer much explanation, only telling them to be careful.
Lost consciousness and being controlled? What happened? Why did Xiao Jiu become like this?
Before they could think it through, the girl in front of them opened her eyes wide with anger and attacked Qingling again, only this time there were several more people blocking her way.
Qingling never cared about her own life or death; her life belonged to her mistress. If it could help her mistress recover, she would rush forward without hesitation, even if it meant facing mountains of knives and seas of fire, or lava and flames.
Her depleted mental energy made her body terribly hot, and her pale face flushed red. In her mind, Xiao Zi looked at her with concern. The only thing she could do now was to transfer her mental energy to her.
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