The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 214 The Xuan Clan's Selfish Nature

The entire Gong family followed Gong Qi to find Gong Si and his group. The other clans, though uneasy, had no choice but to follow, for staying in this burial ground at this oppressive time might lead to some unforeseen trouble.

Lang Jiuchuan walked forward beside Gong Qi, repeatedly casting spells on herself to reduce her presence. As a result, when people saw her next to Gong Qi, Gong Qi only vaguely introduced her as a newly accepted disciple of the Gong family. They only glanced at her and then paid no more attention. Even if they occasionally thought of her, they couldn't remember what she looked like.

Some people also recalled the two tiger roars they heard in the illusion. If it weren't for the fierce and malevolent energy contained in those roars breaking through the illusion, they would have been seriously injured, if not killed there.

Gong Qi glanced at Lang Jiuchuan, and seeing her wink, she took the credit for herself, only using two spirit tiger talismans to mimic the sound.

Jiang Che hummed, somewhat annoyed.

"Don't humph. It's much better for him to be in front than for you and me to be exposed." Lang Jiuchuan didn't care about these people's gratitude, nor did he need it. It was better for them not to pay too much attention to him.

The time is not right, we must remain cautious!

Jiang Che was somewhat puzzled and said, "Even if the burial ground was filled with deep yin energy, it shouldn't have been able to trap everyone inside. How could they have almost been wiped out in one fell swoop?"

Lang Jiuchuan said in a deep voice, "Just now I noticed that there were talismans and a Bagua mirror on a tree. The location of that area has been shifted. Someone has set up an illusionary maze in this area. The illusion of the formation is strongest when it is dark. I'm afraid it was done on purpose."

Jiang Che was taken aback and said, "You mean it was done by Bian and the others?"

"The infamous Deadly Ridge is renowned far and wide, and once inside, it's impossible to find anyone. I think this is also due to the formation. They set up this formation to trap those who accidentally wander in, turning them into food for the zombies." Lang Jiuchuan's voice was as cold as frost as he said, "The infamous reputation has spread, and this area has become a forbidden place that everyone fears. I imagine no one would dare to venture here, so Deadly Ridge has become deserted, and no one has discovered its true secrets."

At that time, it was a win-win situation. It could capture living people, using the suitable ones as food and the unsuitable ones as fertilizer in the zombie breeding grounds. It could also create a fearsome reputation so that people would not dare to trespass. As a result, no one would bother this place, and it would be safe to do anything.

Jiang Che sighed, "All my efforts have been wasted."

Unfortunately, it all fell short.

"Even with an array set up, surely not a single one of them could escape the illusion array? Is this all the sorcerers the Xuan Clan has been trying so hard to recruit? Tsk tsk, no wonder they've been so determined to snatch sorcerers and suppress those truly skilled cultivators who refuse to be recruited. With such a mediocre team, I'm afraid they'll truly decline within a few decades." Jiang Che glanced at the team and shook his head.

Lang Jiuchuan frowned and said, "If that's the case, we can relax a bit. The problem is that they're hiding their true strength, and their real fighters haven't shown up yet."

Jiang Che's fierce aura hardened: "You mean they didn't take these zombies seriously?"

"It's human nature. Perhaps for the Xuan Clan, the true foundation lies within the clan itself. Those with great abilities will naturally protect their clan first," Lang Jiuchuan said calmly. "In that case, how can we make pointless sacrifices?"

Jiang Che sneered: "When the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact? If they really think that way, then their vision is not small, but rather nonexistent."

Lang Jiuchuan recalled what the ghost had once said and said, "Putting the cart before the horse will eventually trap you in a well, making you a self-inflicted wound."

If things continue like this, it won't be long before the Xuan Clan is wiped out.

Gong Qi also noticed the faces present, frowned and quietly asked Gong Shiliu, "Is this all the people from the various clans who came? Are there only a few elders?"

Gong Shiliu lowered his voice and said, "They said they were in seclusion."

Gong Qi's face darkened upon hearing this.

What seclusion? They're clearly just unwilling to let a highly skilled senior kill this zombie. Do they not take this evil thing seriously, or is it simply due to selfishness?
Thinking of this, a fierce anger welled up from the bottom of Gong Qi's heart. His face turned red, and his eyes even seemed to be faintly red, as if something was about to awaken within him. Gong Shiliu noticed that something was wrong with him and quickly called out softly, "Seventh Brother?"

Gong Qi turned his head, and Gong Shiliu saw the redness in his eyes. He was startled. That's right, it was already past midnight, the fifteenth of the month. Seventh Brother was about to have a relapse.

"Seventh Brother, where's the medicine?"

Gong Qi reached into his robes, his mind clearing somewhat. He gently bit his tongue, the salty-sweet taste spreading in his mouth, before asking, "Who else went with Fourth Brother?"

"Master Mingcheng and Lu Qian also went," Gong Shiliu said. "The young master said they will come as well."

Gong Qi then relaxed a little.

Bian had been planning this scheme for a long time, and had tried to eliminate all the possible problems in order to ensure that the evil hermaphrodite would be born smoothly. He had gone to great lengths to achieve this.

So what kind of terrifying being will the zombies he placed so much hope in be forged into over the next century?
It wasn't that he was being self-deprecating, but everyone knew whether the Xuan Clan members had real skills or not. Sending them here might just be sending them to their deaths in vain.

Gong Qi frowned, a look of worry appearing in his eyes.

"Ugh." Someone suddenly groaned, his face contorted in pain, and he looked like he was about to fall to the side.

Everyone was shocked.

"It's miasma; there must be a swamp ahead!" someone shouted.

Everyone immediately shut down their five senses.

Gong Qi looked at Lang Jiuchuan beside her and saw that she was calm and showed no signs of being affected by the miasma. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

How to put it? He inexplicably felt that as long as this ancestor didn't get into trouble, they would be safe and sound!

"This miasma is also mixed with Yin energy, thick as ink. I'm afraid the poisonous gas might enter their lungs and cause them to fall into the illusion. Use the Gang Huo Ming Talisman to clear the way, and have them recite the Qing Xin Mantra together. Watch your step." Lang Jiuchuan's voice gently reached Gong Qi's ears.

Gong Shiliu had extremely sharp ears. Upon hearing this, he looked at her and saw the young woman wink at him.

Gong Shiliu blushed, then took a Three Purities Bell from her waist and shouted, "Everyone, follow me and recite the Purification Mantra. A pure heart is like water, pure water is the heart, a heart like still water is undisturbed..."

As he chanted, he rhythmically shook the Three Pure Ones Bell. As he began to chant, others joined in. Dozens of people chanted together, their voices like a rainbow, powerful and resounding, shaking the forest, penetrating the thick miasma, and spreading outwards.

Gong Qi then secretly received the Gang Huo Ming Talisman from Lang Jiuchuan to clear the way.

Dao Yin possessed the protective power of Taoism, and with the clear fire of Gangzheng clearing the way, the miasma seemed to have encountered some terrible nemesis, automatically avoiding it and daring not to touch this group of people.

The Heart-Cleansing Mantra traveled far and wide through the tranquil forest. Gong Si and the others, trapped in the swampy bone forest, were startled. Kong Xuzi looked at the zombies outside the swamp that were eyeing them menacingly and said, "Recite it after me."

He quickly formed hand seals, further reinforcing the barrier surrounding the group.

The zombie stirred, as if trying to fly over, but suddenly stopped, its ears twitched, and it darted off to another direction as if it had heard a summons.