The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 352: The younger one was beaten, and the older one came
Jiang Che didn't want to talk about those sad things, so he changed the subject and talked about his experience of finding a physical body. He found a mother tiger who had already cultivated to a high level but failed to transcend the tribulation and gave birth to a cub. However, the cub was born and was met with a heavenly tribulation, which he found very puzzling.

“Tigers, foxes, or dragons that have cultivated into spirits need someone to help them pass the tribulation in order to successfully pass the heavenly tribulation and reach a higher level. If they fail, they will be no different from you.” Lang Jiuchuan said, “That mother tiger may have failed because she did not receive a true seal of authority during her tribulation. She had no choice but to entrust all her life force and spiritual power to her cubs, both to avoid being destroyed by the heavenly Dao and to leave a spark.”

She gently tapped its forehead and said, "But how can Heaven's will be so easily avoided? Your body has received so much spiritual power from your mother. If it doesn't cut off a bit of it, how can it live up to its power? Not to mention, you are originally a wisp of white tiger's spiritual consciousness, watching you intently from the side. When spiritual consciousness enters the spiritual platform and awakens intelligence, how can a cub have spiritual power and intelligence as soon as it is born, and be able to speak human language, without going through this tribulation?"

For beasts to speak human language, they must have cultivated for many years and developed intelligence before they could speak. If they could speak human language right after birth with their spiritual consciousness entering their bodies, how could they have such a good thing without undergoing heavenly tribulations?
Jiang was stunned: "It's related to me too?"

"You two complement each other. This is a glimmer of hope given to you by the Heavenly Dao. It all depends on whether you can seize it." Lang Jiuchuan said calmly, "Jiang Che, in all cultivation, there is no such thing as instant success. It inevitably takes a long time to gradually improve one's cultivation and accumulate spiritual power. You have already cultivated for five hundred years. You know better than anyone how long it took you to achieve enlightenment and obtain the opportunity to transcend the Heavenly Tribulation and transform into a divine beast!"

Jiang Che fell silent, recalling those years in the mountains. Although the memories were blurred, he remembered that he had never been lazy. Unfortunately, all his efforts were in vain.

"Your physical body was born with intelligence and spiritual awareness because you passed the first test. From now on, you must cultivate diligently." Lang Jiuchuan looked at its golden tiger eyes, his expression unusually serious, and said, "Jiang Che, among all things, plants and animals have it much harder to cultivate than humans. You must take this as a warning."

Just as Jiang Che was deeply moved and was about to say something encouraging, she said something else.

"Work hard and grow thick, shiny fur quickly, otherwise it'll be too tiring to pluck!"

He withdrew his touched expression, his face flushed, and thought, "This female hooligan doesn't deserve it!"
Seeing that Cui was unconscious, Lang Jiuchuan went to check on how the Censorate was handling the situation. Perhaps fearing that she would cause trouble, Fang and her son had already been sent out of Huguo Temple and were reportedly sent back to the Censorate's office in the city.

Gong Qi relayed a message to her to be careful.

Lang Jiuchuan quickly understood what he meant. It was like when the child lost a fight, the elders came to settle the score.

She looked at the yellow-robed Taoist priest opposite her, who was over sixty years old, with long eyebrows and a white beard but a ruddy complexion, and laughed out loud.

It's so nice to have someone protecting you!
"Is it you, you fiend, who harmed my disciple?" The yellow-robed Taoist had a sinister look in his eyes, and his high cheekbones made him look extremely intimidating.

The opening was full of nonsense, which annoyed Lang Jiuchuan.

Seeing Lang Jiuchuan's arrogant expression, Elder Wanfang's face darkened, and he said, "Your body has long since died. You forcibly possessed another's body to live on in the mortal world, yet you don't know how to be humble and low-key. Instead, you run rampant in the mortal world. Do you really think no one can control you?"

Upon hearing this, Lang Jiuchuan slowly raised his head, his gaze turning icy: "You said I died young and possessed someone else's body. Are you so sure? Did you calculate it, or did someone tell you?"

Elder Wanfang's eyes flashed, and he drew a Seven Star Peach Wood Sword, pointing it at her: "Demon, quickly leave this woman's body. Considering you haven't killed anyone, this old Daoist can send you into reincarnation."

Lang Jiuchuan lowered his eyes and murmured, "I originally wanted to live a low-key life, but your Rong family has been pressing me step by step, repeatedly causing me trouble. So don't blame me for doing whatever I want..."

Before she could finish speaking, she leaped into the air with a light touch of her toes, and with a flick of her wrist, a talisman appeared in her hand and flew towards him.

Elder Wanfang's pupils contracted, his body spun around, and he leaped several steps, his sleeves fluttering as he blocked the attack.

There was a loud bang.

The lightning talisman struck the ground where he had just been standing, scattering debris that grazed his face and scratched it.

Such power can only be unleashed by the Five Thunder Talisman. If he had been even slightly slower, he would have been blown apart like these pebbles!
This woman's first move was a deadly strike; she was truly ruthless! "You are vicious by nature; you cannot be allowed to live!" A trace of lingering fear flashed across Elder Wanfang's eyes, quickly replaced by a fierce look. He formed a sword incantation, and the Seven-Star Peach Wood Copper Coin Sword he held shot out of his hand towards Lang Jiuchuan: "Demoness, you witch!"

The peach wood sword flew towards Langjiuchuan at extremely high speed, carrying a powerful sword aura.

Lang Jiuchuan scoffed. If she were just an ordinary wandering ghost, she might have been injured by this righteous sword energy, or even beaten out of her body. But who was she? She was the Ghost-Seeing Sorrow, who was personally sent up by the judge of the underworld to be resurrected!
As long as no ghosts from the underworld come to take her away, and as long as Heaven does not punish her, don't even think about letting her easily leave her physical body!

Besides, this sword can't hit her!
It was fast, but Lang Jiuchuan was even faster. In a flash, he brushed past the peach wood sword, which pierced the tree trunk with a soft thud. The sword's tail trembled, and the seven copper coins wrapped around the scabbard vibrated and hummed.

Lang Jiuchuan threw another talisman at him.

"A mere trick!" Elder Wanfang sneered, easily dodging the attack. Before he could even stand still, another talisman from Lang Jiuchuan followed closely behind.

boom.

That talisman just now was a feint; this is the real Five Thunder Talisman.

Elder Wanfang emerged from the dust in a disheveled state, angrily shouting, "That witch is indeed cunning!"

Boom boom.

In response, he was met with two more lightning talismans.

Elder Wanfang was both angry and heartbroken: "..."

Is this how talismans are used? This is the Five Thunder Talisman, which is extremely difficult to draw!
What exactly is she? How does she have so many Five Thunder Talismans?

Lang Jiuchuan chuckled. She had drawn this talisman in the temple in her spare time, just in case. Look, it's come in handy now. It saves her spiritual energy so she can use magic tools to deal with this old Taoist priest and also make a fool of herself!

Watching him jump around, I felt very happy.

Elder Wanfang hastily performed a sword incantation, recalling the peach wood sword. The sword flew back, and he bit his tongue, spitting blood onto the sword. This caused the Seven Star Copper Coin Peach Wood Sword to shine brightly with golden light, its sword energy forming a small whirlwind that roared towards Langjiuchuan.

"Die!"

Lang Jiuchuan sensed the intense killing intent emanating from the blade, his eyes gleaming. "Good timing!"

He struck first.

Lang Jiuchuan took off the Emperor Bell from his waist. This time, instead of making hand seals, he formed a six-syllable mantra mudra and poured it into the bell.

thump.

The monkey's done playing around, it's time to kill it!
(End of this chapter)