Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 638 - 61 I am the Light, I am Justice

Why do I feel like we are the real villains here?

The very moment the powerful will inside her body was obscured by the blinding light, Li Mumu finally managed to breathe, and couldn’t help but make such an exclamation.

Saying that she could breathe is a figure of speech.

In reality, it was the powerful cognitive power counteracting the weaker one.

It’s like the phrase "a rumor comes from somewhere," which originally meant that rumors and news must have a cause and basis, but in modern times has evolved to mean baseless rumors.

This is not a misuse, but rather a result of modern people’s understanding of grammar differing from ancient usage. There used to be a saying that "a rumor comes from somewhere, there must be a reason," these two statements essentially say the same thing, but in modern understanding, they are interpreted separately.

Of course, you can try to clarify or correct this, but you can’t change the public’s collective cognition. New cognition will redefine old semantics.

After the will of the Guiding Bodhisattva descended, Li Mumu completely lost control over her body, including her brain, her soul, and her thoughts.

At that moment, she was possessed.

"XX opened her eyes and found herself transmigrated into the web novel she had finished reading last night, the original owner of this body being the daughter of a real estate tycoon, with a scheming father, a malicious mother, and a sister plotting her death every day. Now that I have replaced her, I must make these despicable and shameless family members apologize to me..."

That’s roughly the feeling.

Wait, am I not a transmigrator too?

A transmigrator being transmigrated, what kind of multiple-identity extravaganza is this?

So what is going on with my transmigration?

Who am I?

Li Mumu didn’t have much time to ponder this question, as the light dissipated, and the Guiding Bodhisattva’s will took control of her body again.

"Don’t think about that question."

"Eh?"

Li Mumu was momentarily taken aback. Was the Guiding Lady speaking to her?

"As long as we still have the power to sustain this world, you need not awaken."

"Hmm?"

"What is that?"

"Stop speaking in riddles, my lady!"

Li Mumu only had time to desperately complain in her mind before her consciousness plunged into silence.

"It means exactly what it says; it’s not yet time for you young ones to take the front line."

The Guiding Lady explained with just one sentence and then shifted her focus back to the lively Giant Dragon leaping in the sky.

In this era, anyone who can leap out and survive probably has some tricks up their sleeves, and the Platinum Dragon Paladin is undoubtedly one of them.

Don’t be mistaken by its seemingly ultimate sacrifice it just released; it was merely a diversion.

After the light faded, Paladin’s combat strength had increased significantly. Now its scales shone like glazed tiles, and without the excess fat, its limbs appeared more slender and beautifully graceful.

It was born from the light; as long as there is hope and courage in people’s hearts, they provide the power of faith to it.

Li Mumu’s feeling wasn’t wrong; the other party had an aura of radiance, appearing more like the righteous side. Whereas her own side, with one more bizarre than the other, was filled with the aura of Evil Spirits.

The Guiding Lady summoned the Blood River Map to her hand.

The Blood River Map, woven from the Red String of Fate and Ether Substance, is a Dharma Treasure used by the Red Lantern Society to suppress fate. With the elders of the Red Lantern Society still suppressing the Netherworld Springs and yet to return, Li Mumu, as a disciple of the Guiding Lady, could also borrow part of its power.

But in the hands of the Guiding Lady herself, this Dharma Treasure transforms into an altogether different spectacle. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"The three thousand worlds, the endless cycle of cause and effect, the retribution that never fails. Even if you cover yourself in golden lacquer and emit limitless light, how can it conceal your towering sins and ugly faces?"

With a decree from the Guiding Lady, the Blood River Map flew from her hands, instantly changing the color of the sky and filling it with endless bloody light.

"Ugh—!"

Shen Qingxi was deeply reflecting inwardly, wondering whether her recent actions were a bit too audacious and unscrupulous.

I’m not a bad person, I’m not an Evil Spirit, I only want to retrieve the Imperial Jade Seal that was lost from my hands.

Why did I collude with the Longevity Sect, playing into their hands? They clearly are not decent people, especially those two older sisters who are like chilling winds and ghastly spirits.

As the legitimate daughter of the Shen Family, coming from a lineage of dragons, surely there were so many right ways I could have chosen, why did I fall to consorting with them?

Why did the Imperial Jade Seal get lost?

Why has the Special Service Bureau turned a blind eye to this?

After so many years of running errands for the President, my grandfather might not have earned merit but has definitely endured hardships, so why did he end up in such a dire predicament?

What exactly has gone wrong with this country nowadays?

I can’t help but ask...

Ask what, a big watermelon chicken leg?!

Shen Qingxi shivered violently, snapping back from her dazed state in an instant.

What was I reflecting on?

It’s Echo Erosion... Shoot! I misspoke, Echo Erosion!

What angels and demons are best at is the mental attack.

Although the direction of attack is different, essentially there is no difference at all.

The evil thoughts in people’s hearts yearn for darkness, while the good thoughts yearn for light.

Confronting the temptation of demons, a determined warrior would often stay alert.

But facing the guidance of angels, no matter how resolved you are, it’s hard to avoid getting unwittingly indulged.

I want to be a good person, I want to do the right thing.

But...

Shen Qingxi looked up at the blood-colored sky.

The River of Oblivion is indeed the Ming River, the blood that dyed the River of Oblivion red is the grief of the innocently deceased!

She saw the gunpowder smoke and flames.

And those shadows struggling to survive amidst the smoke and flames.

They are the corpses at the front door.

They are the corpses on the battlefield.

They are the corpses in the church.

They are the corpses beside the railway tracks.

One after another, our black-haired, black-eyed, yellow-skinned brethren are crying, screaming, their flesh and blood piling up into immense mountains.

The dirge of millions of undead has dyed the River of Oblivion red, has dyed the sky red.

Amidst this boundless sea of blood-soaked hatred, what do you want me to reflect on?

Shen Qingxi rubbed her eyes, never before had she felt so deeply how false, indifferent, and shameless that light is!

"Explode, damn it!"

Her chest’s power reactor emitted a deafening roar, the propulsion device on her back suddenly emitted brilliant blue flames, making her streak towards the giant dragon in the sky like a meteor.

At the same time, Xia Yubing, who sat high in the sky, expressionlessly raised her hand, a small, exquisitely made Amber Coffin appeared in her hand.

She held the Amber Coffin in her hand and fiercely slapped it towards the dragon’s face.