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My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 1050 - 1020: Beat This Blackhearted Scoundrel to Death
Daoist Yi Yang walked to the east corner gate of the Princess Manor, when suddenly a peal of thunder sounded above his head. He paused in his steps; indeed, thunder during winter is quite rare.
He stretched out his fingers to calculate, and upon revealing the divination, his brows furrowed deeply.
Ominous divination.
But whether this omen pertains to this place or elsewhere, he cannot know.
Daoist Yi Yang hesitated, glanced back at the depths of this grand estate, and with deep pain bit his finger, tracing the blood across his forehead and eyelids while muttering incantations, then reopening his eyes.
His eyes gradually adapted to the light, and upon focusing his gaze, he saw a layer of black energy enveloping the main courtyard. Only Princess Si Yi lived in the main courtyard, and with yin energy infiltrating the residence, he had just seen her covered in misfortune; disaster is surely imminent for her. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
He must not continue staying here, or he would certainly be implicated by that domineering foolish woman and suffer. Conversely, there is still a glimmer of hope outside.
Daoist Yi Yang thought no more of it and walked out the east corner gate, climbing into a carriage parked there.
The carriage departed from Princess Si Yi Mansion, and Qin Liuxi raised an eyebrow, for the Ghost Baby stirred; that practitioner of the Evil Path had actually left the Princess Manor.
So be it, saves her the trouble of going in to create chaos.
Qin Liuxi, accompanied by Teng Zhao and the others, also left, heading to the carriage station to take a carriage and, guided by the Ghost Baby, left the city.
"Isn’t that chap thinking of escaping?" Little Ginseng sensed something strange.
Qin Liuxi closed her eyes to rest; no matter what, he certainly won’t escape.
Daoist Yi Yang sat inside the carriage, increasingly feeling an unease in his heart, combined with the previous divination, could misfortune befall him today?
He lifted the curtain, glanced at the slightly somber sky, then withdrew his gaze, inadvertently glancing backward—was that carriage following him?
Daoist Yi Yang’s heart thumped wildly. Putting down the curtain, he instructed the driver to head for the East City Gate, then drew a Spirit Talisman and cast the Zhang Eye Curse Technique over himself, silently alighting the carriage, hastening toward the West City Gate.
Qin Liuxi opened her eyes and laughed.
She relished the cat-and-mouse game most.
Daoist Yi Yang exited the West City Gate, walking for an hour, and reached the Cinnamon Forest on the outskirts, finally revealing his form and leaning against a large tree gasping for breath.
Years ago, when the Zhongqin Marquis Mansion’s child’s spell was broken, he suffered a backlash from it, yet still engaged in consecutive fights, later going all out to cast a divination for himself. Leaving the city, he utilized his Spiritual Power to sustain the Zhangyan Technique; now, his Spiritual Power was nearly depleted, truly at his limit.
A gust of wind blew, rustling the treetops.
Daoist Yi Yang’s breathing slightly halted, his eyes sharply scanning behind: "Who?"
Creak, creak.
It’s the sound of shoes treading on snowy ground.
Soon, Qin Liuxi and others entered Daoist Yi Yang’s view.
"Who are you? Have you been following me all along?" Daoist Yi Yang watched them warily.
Qin Liuxi crossed her arms, leaning against a large tree, and said to Teng Zhao: "Settle your own vendetta."
Daoist Yi Yang’s pupils shrank as he said in a deep voice: "Are you the ones who broke my array?"
Teng Zhao said nothing, his toe planted on the ground as he bent his knee, charging at Daoist Yi Yang.
"Damn it!" Daoist Yi Yang retreated, withdrawing two coffin nails and shooting them at Teng Zhao.
Teng Zhao spun aside, evading them.
Thud, thud.
The nail sank into wood.
Qin Liuxi looked at them; the two coffin nails were entirely black, coated with a thick layer of evil aura.
"Little Zhaozhao, hurry up, he’s using Yin Sha Coffin Nails to attack you; black-hearted, don’t hold back, kill him," Little Ginseng shouted, clenching his fists.
Teng Zhao’s face was sullen, not playing tricks, he directly pulled out a Five Thunders Talisman and bombarded Daoist Yi Yang.
Those two servants had been harmed by the Electric Thunder Talisman buried in that small grave mound array, and one even died. Now he repaid him with the Five Thunders Talisman, which was fair.
The Five Thunders Talisman was immensely powerful and difficult to draw; even Daoist Yi Yang himself struggled to draw them. Despite cultivating for so many years, he only successfully made two, using them for life-saving purposes. In ordinary fights, who dared use this talisman?
Even that array used second-rate Electric Thunder Talismans.
But now, this little brat offered him a Five Thunders Talisman.
Daoist Yi Yang dodged swiftly, avoiding being completely struck, but still being affected at the edges, he stumbled, falling onto the snowy ground.
His Spiritual Power exhausted, truly at his limit, while the other side still had three people; he couldn’t win.
If not able to win, his only option was to escape.
Daoist Yi Yang planned to disperse his last shred of Spiritual Power to flee, but then there was a great bang.
His mind went blank, his whole body numb and unconscious, fingertips tingling as faint strands of electricity flickered on them.
Who was he, where was he, what suffering did he just endure, hadn’t he already dodged that Five Thunders Talisman, why was there another?
What wealth did they have, were these Five Thunders Talismans free of cost, offering one and then another, just to kill him!
Could be honored enough!
Qin Liuxi looked at the pit, where Daoist Yi Yang was blasted into a smoking, groaning wreck, she slowly moved forward, squatting at the edge of the pit, and asked: "Four years ago, the dead infant from the Zhongqin Marquis Mansion, not only did you use a Ghost Trapping Talisman, but also soul-locking. Who’s the one instructing you behind this? To do such cruelty to a dead infant!"
Daoist Yi Yang coughed twice, coldly said: "So you’re here for justice for that child? You and I are in the same field, don’t you know our trade involves receiving money to ward off troubles for clients? Since I took the guest’s silver, naturally, I should let the guest be content; it’s merely business."
Qin Liuxi said calmly: "Trapping that child’s soul and preventing reincarnation, aren’t you afraid of retribution?"
Daoist Yi Yang laughed while coughing blood, saying: "Afraid, I wouldn’t have done it then. It’s just that my skills are inferior, fallen by your hands; whether you kill or spare me, it’s your discretion."
"What does Princess Si Yi want you to do?" Qin Liuxi asked: "Since she has someone adept with gu by her side, why did she seek you out?"
Daoist Yi Yang’s pupils shook: "It’s you who harmed my disciple."
Qin Liuxi was surprised, then laughed: "So the gu user is your disciple; indeed, birds of a feather flock together. Judging by your expression, that gu user is likely cold now. Tell me, what does Princess Si Yi intend?"
"If I tell, you’ll spare me?"
Qin Liuxi nodded.
Daoist Yi Yang thought for a while and said: "She seeks to seed a yin fetus to give birth to a noble child."
"Absurd!" Qin Liuxi snapped: "To give birth to a noble child, why need to seed some yin fetus? So malicious and such behavior might bring retribution, further harming one’s life."
Daoist Yi Yang chuckled: "To birth a noble child born of the union of heaven and earth’s Five Elements, assured in Qi Fortune lasting; to desire such nobility, not born casually. Must gather Child Heart Blood of the Five Elements Zodiac soaked in Spirit Talisman, taken along, then during a lucky time engage in the act. When the yin fetus forms, grows to three months, Five Elements stimulate, and then the fetus is incised to drain blood and drink it—the child born of such a woman is guaranteed to become noble; that nobility equals the Heavenly Child."







