The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 268 Unveiling the Mystery of One's Origins
Lang Jiuchuan was very pleased to see Fu Qi grinning so hard that his teeth were showing, and that he had already managed to suppress his Yin energy in just a few days.

But I still have to warn you: "Ghosts have their own way. If you cultivate properly, you can become an immortal king. But there is only one thing: do not take on the sins of killing innocent people in pursuit of higher cultivation. That will only lead you to a point of no return. Remember this well."

He bowed respectfully.

Lang Jiuchuan then said to A Piao, "I have a treasure here that I would like to ask your Tongtian Pavilion Master to keep for me temporarily. Could you please pass it on for me?"

The ghost was somewhat surprised: "What is that?"

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes flickered, but she didn't find it strange at all; she had invited the Pavilion Master.

Ah.

They used to say they were going into seclusion and refusing to see anyone, but now they don't even mention seclusion anymore.

fraud.

Lang Jiuchuan handed him the jade seal wrapped in silk cloth. Seeing that he wanted to open it, he said, "Don't open it. I've put a talisman on it to make you disappear. If you break the talisman, its aura will be revealed."

The ghost paused, so cautious?

He hesitated for a moment, but remembering the helpless expression his master had shown towards his little troublemaker, he said nothing. He just glanced at the things she hadn't taken out of her bundle and asked, "That's it?"

Lang Jiuchuan pursed his lips, took out the incense box, handed over the soul incense, and said, "This is the soul incense we use on a regular basis."

Immediately afterwards, she took out the incense box, opened it, took out one stick and handed it to him: "This is for you, incense for merit. I only got about ten sticks in total. Keep this one for yourself, and give the rest to the Pavilion Master so that he can take care of it for me."

The ghost knew immediately that the incense was no ordinary item. The color, aroma, and the spiritual energy emanating from it were all eye-opening, even for someone who had seen many fine things.

"It's best to use it during cultivation, but use it sparingly. I dare not do too much of this unless I am fully recovered," Lang Jiuchuan said meaningfully.

The ghost asked, "Can I break it in half and use it?"

"Of course."

The ghost's eyes gleamed, and it said, "Thank you."

He asked the shop assistant to bring him a sachet, carefully placed the sachet inside, and put it away, saying, "In return for your kindness, I have some news for you, which I just received a couple of days ago."

"what?"

Apiao said, "The young master of the Rong family actually went into qi deviation during his seclusion last year. This news was not leaked out at all, and even the other Xuan clans did not know."

Lang Jiuchuan immediately straightened his expression: "Is this true? When did this happen?"

“It should be the day when the gates of hell open in July.” The ghost lit the incense box and said, “The young master of the Rong family is eighteen years old this year. She is the only person in the Rong family with a Dao root in the past twenty years. She was established as the young master when she was one year old and was raised like a precious jewel. All the resources of the Rong family were poured into her. Unexpectedly, she went too far and caused her to go into a state of demonic possession.”

"How did you get this information? Didn't you say you wouldn't dare enter the Rong family's territory? How did you find out?"

"It was quite a coincidence. At the foot of the cliff where Young Master Rong was in seclusion, there was a Heavenly Serpent Grass that had already matured and was just waiting to bear fruit last July. Guarding this Heavenly Serpent Grass was a white deer that was almost a spirit, waiting for the Heavenly Serpent Grass to ripen. But when the Gates of Hell opened, Young Master Rong went into a qi deviation, and not only was the Daoist cave destroyed, but the vegetation in the area also suffered. That day, the white deer was guarding the Heavenly Serpent Grass. Just as the Yin Moon was rising and the fruit was about to ripen, its powerful, rampaging force burned the Heavenly Serpent Grass, and the white deer did not escape that calamity either."

A Piao said, "Our people repeatedly encountered that resentful deer spirit wandering in that area, trying to ask it out. Through a series of bumpy conversations, we finally learned about this. But neither the Xuan Clan nor the Rong family has leaked a word. I estimate that only a few people in the Rong family know about it." Lang Jiuchuan sneered, "Of course, we have to cover this up as much as possible. Once it gets out, the only young master's demonic possession will put the Rong family in an even more precarious position."

They have done everything they can to keep their last place, so how could they be willing to be squeezed out of the Xuan Clan?
Furthermore, the young master's cultivation deviation is not only unpleasant to hear, but it will also attract other interested parties who want to take a bite out of the Rong family's territory.

"The Rong family is still saying that the young master is in seclusion. I suspect he is recuperating because he has suffered a qi deviation, which is not something that can be cured in a short time."

Lang Jiuchuan remained silent, her eyes slightly closed, but her mind was racing.

When she entered this body, she was in a terrible state. Her tendons in her hands and feet were severed, her chest cavity was opened, a bone was missing, her eyes were gouged out, she had lost blood, and even the original owner's soul was lost. Now it seems that it may not have been a simple act of torture, but rather a purposeful one.

Lang Jiuchuan opened his eyes, his body surging with a fierce aura that enveloped her entirely.

A-Piao pulled Fu Qi back two steps.

Lang Jiuchuan forcibly suppressed his violent aura and said, "Young Master Rong suffered a qi deviation, and my body was tortured to death. This shouldn't be a coincidence. I have an idea. Do you think it's feasible?"

"you say?"

“When she entered enlightenment, she went into a state of demonic possession and lost control of the chaotic power of her body and soul. She will definitely lose her mind and her meridians will certainly be severed. Could there be the so-called Dao root of the Xuan Clan bloodline among these severed meridians? For the sake of the family's honor, the Rong family will not easily abandon such a unique Dao seed. They will try their best to save it. If she is really lost, it is necessary to reconnect her bones and tendons and repair her soul, right?”

A ghost frowned: "You mean, you were tortured and killed because they needed your body's bones, blood, tendons, and soul?"

Lang Jiuchuan nodded.

The ghost said, "That's a member of the Xuan Clan, and someone with a Dao root. How could they just find anyone to re-integrate with..."

He paused, and an idea popped into his mind.

"You guessed it? Perhaps my body just happens to be compatible with hers in terms of birth chart or bloodline," Lang Jiuchuan said coldly.

The ghost was horrified: "How could this be?"

Lang Jiuchuan sighed, “Madam Cui has always believed that I am not her daughter. If my guess is correct, then perhaps she is not wrong. I am not her daughter after all.”

Lang Jiuchuan felt he was getting closer and closer to the truth, but it would inevitably be a melodramatic and ridiculous story. Who could accept that?

"The origins of your body are shrouded in mystery. To unravel them, we'll likely have to start with the Rong family. The person who tortured and killed your body must know something," the ghost said in a deep voice. He paused, then added, "If you're truly not from the Lang family, could you be from the Rong family?"

"I am related to Madam Cui by blood." If she wasn't, how could she be related to Madam Cui by blood? Surely she wasn't a good-for-nothing who miscalculated?

Fu Qi, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "If that's the case, then you are a member of the Lang family, young lady? I'm not referring to this body, but to your past life. The saying goes that mothers and daughters are connected at heart, so even if you only have a soul, there should still be a bond between you."

The beholder is clear.

Upon hearing Fu Qi's words, Lang Jiuchuan felt as if he had finally found the end of a tangled mess of threads.

Lang Jiuchuan stood there, stunned.