The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 206 Going to Huguo Temple to Find Help

Deadly Post.

Bian's soul floated in the void, his soul body trembling. He saw the lifeless body in the cave, and his eyes widened in horror.

Even though I know this terribly old body will have to be discarded sooner or later, it's not the right time, and certainly not in this suffocating way.

Who exactly forced him to abandon his physical body to preserve his soul, and how did they manage to do it?
Bian was filled with resentment, wishing he could devour his flesh and drink his blood to vent his hatred.

However, now is not the time to settle scores. His soul has been severely damaged by the backlash from the Earth Marrow and must be repaired as soon as possible. He also needs to find a physical body to inhabit. Otherwise, if he continues to waste his time like this, he will either become a wandering ghost and be devoured by other ghosts, or his soul will be scattered.

This is not what he wants.

He didn't have much time left, so he decided to remember this grudge for the future.

Bian weakly drifted out of the cave, enduring excruciating pain in his soul, and arrived at the Valley of Death.

The valley is concave, like a deep, giant bowl, and in the center of that bowl is a circular tomb that has been broken open, revealing a stone coffin that has also been opened.

The tomb was surrounded by countless white bones, with will-o'-the-wisps flickering on them, creating a scene reminiscent of the underworld.

The intense Yin energy within the giant bowl was as thick as ink and overflowed from its rim, drifting outwards.

Bian Piao arrived at the Valley of Death and rushed in. Unexpectedly, his soul was completely destroyed, so he had to absorb the Yin energy to nourish his soul so that he could be reborn.

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Huguo Temple.

Ah Piao didn't go in. He was just an old ghost, and he still held reverence for this empty temple where gods and Buddhas were enshrined. He simply escorted Lang Jiuchuan to the back mountain and then left.

Lang Jiuchuan didn't make things difficult for him. He walked towards the Buddhist temple, his steps uneven. Once inside, he eagerly summoned a young novice monk and asked him for Gong Qi's whereabouts, instructing him to lead him to find him.

Gong Qi was sent to investigate Princess Chao'an and her entourage's whereabouts at the Buddhist temple that day. She even had to ask the abbot to come forward and inquire with all the monks and lay Buddhists who had been worshipping at the temple for a long time before she received a very ordinary and disappointing message.

Princess Chao'an was about to give birth, and the pregnancy was somewhat unstable, so she moved into Huguo Temple before the New Year to pray for Buddha's protection to ensure a safe pregnancy and a peaceful delivery. She even offered the first incense on the first day of the Lunar New Year, praying that Heaven would be kind to life and that the gods and Buddhas would protect her unborn child and ensure its safe birth.

Gong Qi had a feeling that things shouldn't be this simple. How could it be? Taking such a big risk and coming to Huguo Temple to offer incense and pray for divine favor? He didn't believe it.

But he couldn't find anything else. He clearly felt something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was. This made him feel discouraged and frustrated. How could he explain this to Lang Jiuchuan?

"Gong Qi".

Gong Qi froze, turned around, and saw Lang Jiuchuan walking over with the little novice monk. He immediately made a face, realizing that what he feared most had come to pass.

"Why are you here? Weren't you at the ancestral hall?" And why did you arrive so quickly?

"What's with that expression?" Lang Jiuchuan asked, seemingly changing the subject, looking him up and down. "Did you find anything?"

"Whether you stick your neck out or not, you're going to die anyway, so you might as well go all in." Gong Qi shook his head and said, "I don't know if this counts as news; it's useless."

"Tell me about it."

Seeing her calm expression, Gong Qi felt a little more at ease. He repeated what the monk had said and concluded by saying, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help."

Lang Jiuchuan looked at his dark circles and shook his head slightly: "There's no need to belittle yourself. We're investigating this to avoid missing anything. If we find something, that's good; if we don't, it's no big deal. In the face of absolute strength, all schemes and tricks are just paper tigers. Just do it."

Gong Qi's tense face relaxed slightly.

"According to what you say, it's not entirely unbelievable. If we really calculate it as we hypothesize, the fetus in the princess's belly is indeed Bian's child, so it's perfectly normal for the pregnancy to be unstable." Seeing the doubt on his face, Lang Jiuchuan explained, "The patriarch of the Cong family is quite old. With such a physique, when a woman becomes pregnant, his essence is certainly not as strong as that of a young man. If he has practiced yin and evil arts in recent years, his constitution will be even more yin. Whether the fetus is strong or not is also related to the constitution of the parents. It is common for fetuses formed by weak and yin-cold parents to be unstable, and they are often born with deficiencies."

Gong Qi looked at him strangely and said, "You're so young, yet you know quite a lot."

"However, it's a bit far-fetched to say that they took such a big risk just to give birth safely. But we can't worry about that now. We have something more important that we need your help with. Have someone search the Zen temple where Princess Chao'an is staying to see if they can find anything. And you, help introduce me to the abbot of Huguo Temple."

"what happened?"

"I made a great discovery at the Cong family ancestral hall, and I also ruined that old dog's plans." Lang Jiuchuan recounted what he had found out and what he had done in just a few words.

Gong Qi felt a chill run down his spine and said in a deep voice, "That old dog has such a brilliant idea... He's incredibly audacious."

It's a pity that after a century of planning, just as the high-rise was about to be completed, half of its foundation was destroyed. If he were that old dog, he would surely be spitting blood.
Lang Jiuchuan said, "No matter how much you scheme, you can't outsmart fate."

No matter how meticulously planned, it cannot defy fate, allowing her to discover a flaw in her meticulous scheme.

Gong Qi carefully considered her words, and a sudden thought flashed through his mind. He said, "You suspect that Princess Chao'an and the others risked their lives to come to the Buddhist temple, just like the old dog from the family was calculating the dragon vein's fortune, to scheme for the temple's merits and incense offerings?"

For some reason, Lang Jiuchuan felt a little guilty after hearing these words, as if they were directed at her.

Jiang Che laughed out loud, feeling guilty, since she was one of those who stole incense offerings.

Lang Jiuchuan gave a vague answer: "No, it's just that checking it out didn't cause any problems. Right now, the most important thing is to capture that old dog's soul, and we need to be quick about it, or things might change again."

Gong Qi immediately summoned a monk and ordered him to lead a group to search the Zen temple where Princess Chao'an had stayed. He said, "We must search carefully, even if we have to dig three feet into the ground. This is also for the sake of the feng shui of Huguo Temple. If there is any offense, I will personally apologize to the abbot and Buddha, and I will also donate incense oil to rebuild the damaged Zen temple."

The monk responded and left.

Gong Qi then led Lang Jiuchuan to see the abbot, but when they arrived at the abbot's meditation room, the abbot was already standing at the door, as if he had been waiting for them, and looked at Lang Jiuchuan.

Lang Jiuchuan exchanged a glance with him, hesitated slightly, and then stepped forward without any further hesitation.

"Amitabha, what brings you here, female benefactor?" Abbot Xuan Neng clasped his hands together, looked at Lang Jiuchuan, recited a Buddhist chant, and bowed slightly.

Lang Jiuchuan returned the greeting and said, "This believer has come for the sake of the common people. I wonder if the abbot could spare a little compassion to guide the vengeful souls, quell the chaos, and show mercy to the common people?"

The abbot met her gaze and said, "Amitabha, this old monk will certainly do his best."