Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 93 Suppressing the Enemy

"You can dodge one or two, but what about ten or a hundred?" Yang Nianqing pushed with his left hand, and a hundred talismans flew towards Du Yan, surrounding him completely.

Various talismans fluttered around him like butterflies, trying to stick to him. Du Yan tried to dodge them, but they were like persistent flies; he would dodge one, and another would come.

Du Yan swung his Soul-Slaying Whip, and countless scraps of paper fell from the sky.

Yang Nianqing waved her hand, her index and middle fingers joined together to form a sword finger, directing the talismans to fill the gaps and continue the attack. However, the paper talismans had little defensive power and could not withstand the attack of the Soul-Slaying Whip. But it didn't matter. This move was based on a human wave tactic. Du Yan's Soul-Slaying Whip could not possibly knock down all of her talismans.

Suddenly, a talisman was stuck to Du Yan's body, and flames immediately burst into flames on his body.

"Ah!" Du Yan screamed and rolled on the ground to extinguish the fire on his body. The other talismans quickly followed suit, and Du Yan hurriedly stood up.

These talismans were too troublesome. Du Yan activated his cultivation technique, directly mobilizing the life essence of the souls he had devoured. He took a deep breath, transformed that power into spiritual energy, and exhaled it as fire, burning the talismans to ashes.

The paper talismans ignited and fell to the ground, burned to ashes by Du Yan's fire.

Du Yan was panting heavily, feeling a burning pain in his back. This person's talisman was truly impossible to guard against, forcing him to use the life essence of those souls. Now his lifespan had been greatly reduced, and he had to devour more souls, otherwise his own soul would float out of his body. At that time, he would be unable to use Taoist arts and would really be slaughtered by the ghost messengers of the underworld!

"You deserve to die!" Du Yan roared. He had to devour that woman's soul to make up for his lost lifespan.

Yang Nianqing lowered his hand, looked at the disheveled Du Yan, and laughed, "You deserve to die today!"

The two are currently in a state of complete control, while the other is struggling and disheveled. It is obvious who is stronger and who is weaker.

Everyone was dumbfounded. They had just been almost completely wiped out, but now Du Yan was being beaten so badly by Yang Nianqing. He was really strong.

Bei Rou's eyes widened in disbelief. This woman didn't look very old, maybe even younger than her, yet she managed to suppress Du Yan to this extent. After all, Du Yan had killed two of her demon beasts, and she had suffered a backlash from the contract, causing her cultivation to drop by a whole major realm. She had only just been promoted to a low-level Earth Master, and now that she had dropped a realm, she had just realized that her current cultivation was only at the high-level Human Master.

In today's society, it's difficult for demons to become spirits and for cultivators to become talented. How could Bei Rou not understand how difficult cultivation is in this era? How long has she been stuck at the advanced Human Master level? She was a genius of the Beast Taming Sect, and she had been stuck at this level for ten years. Finally, her grandfather obtained a spiritual pill that allowed her to break through to the Human Master level and become an Earth Master. Who among the younger generation of the sect didn't envy her? But now her level has dropped.

And this woman actually had such a high level of cultivation that she was able to overpower Du Yan! Bei Rou clenched her teeth tightly, looking at Yang Nianqing with jealousy and hatred.

Noticing Bei Rou's gaze, Fan Ruichen frowned. Was this woman crazy? His Qingqing had saved her, and she was looking at her Qingqing like that! Fan Ruichen's eyes sharpened, and Bei Rou immediately felt a splitting headache and knelt down.

"Ah!" Bei Rou cried out in pain.

Seeing this, Gu Yuanhong asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

Bei Rou was in so much pain that she couldn't speak.

Not far away, Kong Tingting glanced at Fan Ruichen. Wasn't this the same trick that man used on her last time? One look and she was down. Kong Tingting smiled smugly, deciding to keep quiet. Who told that woman to be so manipulative? She then looked at Sun Sheng, who was still immobilized. Sun Sheng also noticed Bei Rou's situation. Seeing his wife looking at him, he quickly blinked to show his loyalty, promising not to say anything and begging her to help him remove the talisman.

Kong Tingting nodded. Oh well, she wouldn't be wary of her husband. If he let something slip, she'd beat him up when they got home. Kong Tingting reached out to peel off the talisman stuck to Sun Sheng's body, but it was as if the talisman was sewn onto Sun Sheng's clothes. Moreover, the talisman was incredibly tough and couldn't be torn.

After a moment of contemplation, Kong Tingting helped Sun Sheng take off his clothes. As soon as the clothes with the talisman on them were removed from Sun Sheng's body, he instantly felt all the muscles in his body relax, and he could move again!

Kong Tingting looked at the clothes with the talisman pasted on them, then at Sun Sheng. Du Yan's immobilization technique had a bug, but thankfully it was like this, otherwise her husband would still be unable to move.

Sun Sheng stretched his limbs, but after being frozen in place, he felt sore all over. He tugged at Kong Tingting and asked, "Was that situation over there caused by that person?"

Kong Tingting quickly covered his mouth, "You talk too much. If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute, and it'll make you seem like you have a mouth, right?"

Sun Sheng quickly grabbed his wife's hand. Did his wife not realize her own strength? What if she smothered him to death?
After reprimanding Bei Rou, Fan Ruichen withdrew his mental energy and began to focus on Yang Nianqing again.

Du Yan charged forward wielding his Soul-Slaying Whip, but Yang Nianqing affixed a Thousand-Mile Speed ​​Talisman to herself. With a light leap, Yang Nianqing appeared on the other side of Du Yan, using the Thousand-Mile Speed ​​Talisman to teleport instantly.

The woman dodged and weaved, and his whip couldn't keep up with her at all. "Running around like a rat, if you're so tough, let's face each other head-on!" Du Yan shouted angrily.

Yang Nianqing stopped and couldn't help but laugh, "How dare you say that? I wonder who hid like a rat for four years."

Du Yan's face flushed with anger, but he smiled triumphantly and with a slight flick of his wrist, the Soul-Slaying Whip struck Yang Nianqing's back at a tricky angle.

Yang Nianqing staggered forward two steps after being hit.

"Qingqing!" Fan Ruichen called out worriedly, clenching his fists and taking two steps forward.

Yang Nianqing raised his palm to make a stop gesture, telling him not to worry and not to come over.

Du Yan's eyes widened. "You're actually alright!" He had used all his spiritual power in that attack, along with the true essence of his soul. This woman couldn't possibly be unharmed! Just what level of cultivation does she possess?!
Yang Nianqing straightened up. If she hadn't put a protective talisman on herself beforehand, she probably would have been injured. "You're despicable!" Yang Nianqing said coldly. "Since you want to fight me head-on, then I'll fight you head-on and see who's stronger!"

With a flick of her left hand, she produced a talisman, holding it between her index and middle fingers. With her other hand, she swiftly formed a hand seal. "May the God of Fire, Zhurong, lend his power to vanquish evil!" She released her left hand, and the talisman shot into the sky, transforming into a burning Vermilion Bird.

The Vermilion Bird let out a soft cry and swooped down toward Du Yan.

As soon as the burning Vermilion Bird approached, Du Yan felt his skin being burned and the pain was unbearable. He released all his spiritual power to form a barrier to resist it, and even mobilized his soul's true source, but he still felt the Vermilion Bird corroding his skin little by little.

(End of this chapter)