The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 204 His Attempt to Steal a Chicken Backfired
Anyone who tries to gain fortune through dishonest and cunning means, even if they succeed for a time, will inevitably face consequences, and one day those consequences will backfire.

Bian Yiran, by seizing the earth's veins and fortune, will suffer a backlash from the earth's essence; it remains to be seen when. What Lang Jiuchuan needs to do is thwart his scheme.

Without Cong Bian's birth date and blood essence, breaking this situation would be quite difficult. But she not only has his birth date and blood essence, but the statue also contains his blood essence and even a hundred-blessing garment. It's like a cheap and good thing that fell from the sky.

No, we don't need that Hundred Blessings Robe yet. It's a wonderfully useful item that should be used in a critical moment.

Lang Jiuchuan was determined to make Cong Bian suffer a great loss, but he had left in a hurry and didn't have much with him. He could only look at the ghost with longing eyes and ask, "What a great deed, want to get involved?"

A ghost: "..."

I've really been misled by my master!

"Wait." He gritted his teeth and spat out the two words before disappearing from Lang Jiuchuan's sight.

Jiang Che felt his eyes had been opened and said, "No wonder you said his attitude was different. He's so easy to talk to. Is he plotting something against you? Don't fall for it."

"If you're going to find the way, you'll find it right here at Tongtian Pavilion." She recalled the strange thoughts she had when she touched the yarrow stalks during the divination at Tongtian Pavilion, and that inexplicable sense of familiarity surged up again.

She must have an inextricable connection with Tongtian Pavilion, no, it should be with the Master of Tongtian Pavilion.

Fengya.

She muttered the name to herself, her mind a little muddled. Where had she heard it before? What was her relationship with this person?
The truth will eventually be revealed to her.

Lang Jiuchuan shook his head, dismissing his doubts. Before the winter sun had set, he plucked two tree branches, made a simple compass pointer, and cast a spell on it. He then began to calculate the directions around the earth god temple.

The wooden fish inside the small nine-tower noticed her movements and sighed softly. It could believe that the legacy the mage had learned throughout his life would not be lost, and she was learning very quickly.

She already possessed this level of understanding when her soul was incomplete; how amazing would she be if her soul were complete?

Such a gifted and intelligent person is something even it would envy, let alone others. I don't know how she ended up in this state.

Lang Jiuchuan determined the location, and the ghost had already returned, carrying a bundle on its back. It threw the bundle on the ground, opened it, and said, "I hope the merit I gain later will be worth these good things."

Seeing the bundle full of items for setting up the formation, Lang Jiuchuan smiled at him: "Your good stuff won't be wasted."

She took peach wood stakes, copper coins, jade talismans, and other items, and began to bury talismans and set up an array around the earth god temple, carefully choosing the directions. After setting up the array's foundation, she picked up a meteorite that had been tempered by lightning and began to set up the array's core.

Lang Jiuchuan felt the aura emanating from the meteorite, somewhat reluctant to part with it; such a treasure was extremely rare.

But even if you don't want to give up, you still have to. If the formation is set up well and the backlash is intense enough, even if that old dog is still alive, it will definitely lose a lot of his cultivation. After suffering the backlash, if he still wants to seize the chance to be reborn as if he had planned it, he is just dreaming.

If he really does that, with his damaged cultivation level, he will definitely be counterattacked by the zombies. At that time, he will probably be defeated by the zombies and become their food, losing more than he gained.

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes gleamed with excitement as he rubbed the meteorite with both hands, then touched the surface of the earth's veins, hoping that the dragon veins of the Dan Kingdom possessed sufficient fortune so that the backlash from the earth's marrow would be intense.

She summoned a cinnabar brush, which transformed into a carving knife, and engraved array patterns on the meteorite. Each stroke was executed without hesitation, and with each stroke, the surrounding area seemed to move without wind, as if an invisible energy was gathering momentum.

Far away at Deadly Ridge, an old man in a black robe hid in a dark cave, feeling inexplicably uneasy. He looked up at the sky and saw the sun gradually setting in the west. The valley, already filled with yin energy, was shrouded in the shade of the trees, becoming even more gloomy and eerie.

"Ancestor, the princess is not well." Cong Jinnian, the consort, looked at the Cong family patriarch with anxiety.

Indeed, the man in black robes before them was none other than Cong Bian, the mastermind behind all the underhanded schemes. "What's wrong with her now?" Cong Bian growled impatiently.

Cong Jin Nian shrank back slightly and said, "She said her stomach hurts."

“Keep it down, it’s not auspicious time yet,” Cong Bian said with a stern face.

Cong Jinnian agreed, then licked her lips and said, "It seems that everyone from Cong's family has been arrested and imprisoned."

"What are you panicking about? As long as the grand plan succeeds and you are still alive, even if the Cong family is wiped out, the legacy will still be passed down." Cong Bian said in a sinister tone, his body hunched over. "This is not the time for you to worry about the fate of the Cong family. You should be staying by the princess's side. If anything happens to her, you won't be alive either. The Cong family doesn't need anyone, and it's not like you're indispensable. Get out of here."

Jin Nian was startled and said, "This boy knows his crime."

He bowed and retreated.

Bian's unease grew, and he couldn't help but reach out and calculate. As soon as the divination result appeared, his brow furrowed tightly.

This is an ominous sign.

Thinking back to what Jin Nian had said, his face turned extremely ugly. Could it be that this century-long plan was ruined at the last minute?
At the Earth God Temple, Lang Jiuchuan placed the meteorite at the center of the formation, then used the Judge's Pen to write the birth date and name of the clay statue, placed it at the center of the formation, and drew a treasonous God-Slaying Talisman on the stone tablet to suppress the formation.

Just one step away.

Thunderclouds gathered in the sky, obscuring the last rays of the warm sun.

The ghost stood not far away, watching, constantly thinking in his mind whether any of the powerful beings he had seen before were like her.

No, it's an ancient relic, just like the master.
Ugh, please forgive me, Master!

The ghost stared intently, and its soul suddenly tightened.

But then Lang Jiuchuan sat down cross-legged at some point, drawing the last thunder and fire talisman on a piece of dragon bone. His hands moved quickly, forming hand seals and chanting incantations: "Heavenly Gang draws out evil, drives thunder and clouds, Earthly Fiends bear the calamity, slay evil and destroy form, rise."

She grabbed a dragon bone fragment from beside her, embedded it into the array's core, channeled her Dao intent into her palm, and slapped her side, producing a buzzing sound.

The battle began.

Suddenly, a hurricane arose from the flat ground, and the golden light of the Soul-Devouring Array appeared. Like a dragon, it circled the Earth God Temple, forming a spider web that enveloped it. The spiritual energy of the earth veins surged from the earth's core, forming a violent vortex. Countless grains of sand and gravel were turned into dust within it. Muffled thunder roared in the clouds, and purple lightning was gathering its power.

"A single stroke of illusion, and the universe is turned upside down." Lang Jiuchuan's talisman brush shot towards the formation, pointing directly at the clay statue at the center of the formation.

Pi La.

Lightning struck down from the clouds, hitting the talisman brush and then the bone fragments of the array's core, with a deafening roar.

A dense, spiderweb-like network of lightning and fire exploded within the formation. The severed earth vein energy was reversed through the clay statue at the center of the formation, transforming into the most yin and malevolent essence of the earth, which then poured back into the clay statue, causing it to explode with a bang and turn into dust.

"what!"

Bian let out a shrill scream, collapsed to the ground, panting heavily like an old dog on its deathbed. His eyes turned completely black, and his voice, hoarse and raspy like gravel, roared, "Who, who ruined my plans!"