The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 371 Didn't Disgrace the Maoshan Sect

The thick, dark mist, like bone-corroding water, seeps into the body's meridians, chilling to the bone, threatening to strangle people, with those who perform the ritual and those who are cursed bearing the brunt.

Sensing the overwhelming resentment and malice, Yi Ce's face turned cold and stern. He formed hand seals, summoned the Bagua Mirror left behind by his sect, and met the cloud of yin mist. With a sharp shout, he continuously struck the Bagua Mirror with incantations, which made it hum. The mirror surface shimmered and reflected the black mist, revealing a completely black python.

Its gaping maw revealed long, sharp fangs that gleamed coldly in the mirror, while thick, foul-smelling venom slid down its lips, threatening to burst through the mirror.

However, as the Daoist incantation struck the Bagua mirror, it reflected a scorching blue light, dispelling the black mist and emitting a sizzling sound.

The python grew increasingly enraged and contorted in the mirror, its resentment and venom irresistible, and it burst forth.

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes were deep and dark. This was Liu Xian after she turned to the dark side. She was originally a white snake, but resentment had made her lose her mind. All that was left was malice and evil thoughts.

Click.

Oh no! The Bagua Mirror is about to be shattered by that malevolent, yin mist, and cracks are appearing.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at the doll on the ground, which was trembling violently, while Bai Shi on the other side also had a pale face.

We can't delay any longer, otherwise the puppet will be ruined and we won't be able to steal the day. The only one affected by the resentment and curse will be the Bai family, and then there will be no way to save them. Their curse-breaking technique will be completely useless!
Lang Jiuchuan didn't interrupt Yi Ce's spellcasting. He simply took the Emperor Bell from his waist, formed a hand seal, and shook the bell.

When.

A bell tolled, seemingly coming from the heavens, sending a jolt through the soul.

This was a deterrent from Lang Jiuchuan, and also a reminder that they should not get entangled with him for too long, but should resolve the matter quickly.

Yi Ce's expression hardened, his eyes gleaming. He formed the Demon-Subduing Seal with his left hand and clapped his right, summoning the Heavenly Ruler, forged from thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood, into his hand. Stepping into the Seven Stars Stance, his hand seals pointed directly at the black snake in the mirror, and the incantation resounded: "Heavenly Ruler, Heavenly Ruler, Nine Yuan Fiend Child, Five Ding Commander... Mighty Sword God King, Slay Evil and Annihilate Traces, Imperial Decree!"

As the hand seals were applied, the incantations and Dao patterns on the Heavenly Ruler suddenly shone brightly, slashing down at the black snake with a fierce, righteous aura as red as a whip from the Netherworld. The black snake twisted and contorted, and a piercing, sharp scream seemed to echo through the courtyard, making one's blood boil.

Click, snap.

The Bagua mirror shattered and fell to the ground, and the black mist dissipated as well. Yi Ce, who had used spiritual power, felt a pain in his chest and vomited a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

“Ning’er…” Zuo Yan’s frightened voice came.

Lang Jiuchuan looked over and saw that Bai Ning on the small couch was convulsing, and the Seven Star Lamp on the ground was shaking.

She walked over, took out golden needles, and inserted them into several major acupoints on Bai Shi. With a flick of her hand, Daoist intent flowed from the needle tips, calming Bai Shi down.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at the doll on the ground again and pursed his lips slightly.

Liu Xian's blood curse contains the power of heaven and earth, making its malice even stronger.

Now, after being attacked by a single strategy, the resentment contained in the bone bell was completely aroused, and all the resentment surged out, leaving not a drop. Lang Jiuchuan stepped forward quickly, the opportunity had come.

When the resentment of the bone bells is fully unleashed, that's when they go all out.

The resentment transformed into a thicker black mist, and a damp, foul odor filled the air. The black mist gradually condensed, transforming into a gigantic, jet-black python with a ferocious head, a single horn, sharp claws, and gleaming fangs. It coiled up in the courtyard, looking down at the people in front of the altar with its vertical pupils filled with venom. As if sensing something, it looked towards the Bai family.

Lang Jiuchuan felt a chill run down his spine and stared intently at it. When he saw it shift its gaze to the substitute doll, he felt a slight sense of relief.

It was the right thing to seal off the Bai family's bloodline aura.

But in the eyes of the black snake, formed from resentment, the two puppets transformed into people—the offspring of that damned, wicked woman. They deserved to die, they all deserved to die!

The moment this curse was uttered, even though Bai's bloodline aura was sealed, she was still struck by it. Her face turned ashen, a layer of sweat seeped from her forehead, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

If she is in such a state, Bai Jingsong in the Bai family must be in an even worse situation.

Although Zuo Yan was anxious, he didn't have much sympathy. He had done all he could. As for bringing Bai Jingsong over to be taken care of by Lang Jiuchuan, he wasn't that generous. The more people there were, the more dangerous it would be. In short, as long as his wife was safe, he wouldn't die either.

If Bai Jingsong were a kind-hearted person, he might have swallowed his pride and asked Lang Jiuchuan for help. But it was obvious that Lang Jiuchuan despised his beastly behavior, so he wasn't willing to lose face and end up unable to ask for help in the future.

Yi Ce turned around and exchanged a glance with Lang Jiuchuan.

Lang Jiuchuan understood and came to Bai Shi's side. He made a hand seal and struck Bai Shi's wrist meridian. The pure and righteous spiritual power entered the meridian and touched the black evil curse, causing the evil curse to run rampant.

A bone-chilling and icy Yin energy emanated from Bai's meridians, causing him to spit out a mouthful of dark blood. At the same time, the substitute puppet in the magic array beneath the altar began to tremble, and blood began to seep from its seven orifices, which were dotted with essence blood and cinnabar.

The substitute's life hangs in the balance.

The willow fairy's evil thoughts twisted excitedly, staring intently at the puppet. With no descendants, the Bai family deserved this fate.

The time has come.

With his spiritual energy nearly depleted, Yi Ce's face turned deathly pale. He placed the peach wood sword on the table, his hands rapidly forming hand seals. He quickly applied blood from the tip of his right finger to his brow, the hand gesture being extremely fast. He drew a wisp of pure Yang and Qi from between his brows and injected it into the Three-Five Demon-Slaying Male and Female Swords on the other side. The swords flew up and were grasped in his hand.

Extremely yang and vigorous, this is the essence of a pure yang virgin boy.

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes brightened slightly. Compared to those good-for-nothings from the Rong family, this disciple from the Maoshan Sect was indeed quite something.

With this energy infused, the Three-Five Evil-Slaying Sword suddenly turned into a dazzling golden-red color, like a divine fire, enough to burn away countless evil curses.

"Five Thunder Generals, Train General, Thunderous Command, Summoning All Spirits, Dispelling Filth and Calamity, Resentment and Grievance, I obey the Ancestral Master's urgent decree, I order the execution!" As the word "execute" fell, Yi Ce lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped up. The Three-Five Evil-Slaying Sword, which had already been infused with his essence, was raised high by him. His Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and dark clouds surged in the sky, with lightning flashing within them.

A bolt of purple lightning descended from the sky and struck the Three-Five Sword. The lightning crackled and the lightning patterns shone brightly. The Three-Five Sword flew out of his hand and slashed fiercely at the black snake.

Boom.

A deafening thunderclap shook the courtyard, and the black snake, severed by three or five sword strikes, snapped at its seven-inch mark. The power of heaven and earth was unmatched.

This slash seemed to completely sever its curse and the substitute doll. The two dolls were struck by lightning and exploded with a bang. The righteous lightning and fire burned the dolls to ashes and finally turned them into dust.

Bai Shi also coughed up a mouthful of dark blood with a "poof," her eyes wide open.

pat.

Yi Ce fell from mid-air, landing flat on his face. He was so shocked that he coughed up blood several times, his spiritual energy was completely dissipated, and he was extremely weak. However, he was still very excited.

Waaah, I want to cry.

He didn't disgrace the Maoshan School!

However, in the next instant, he saw a snake's head open its huge mouth towards him, getting closer and closer.

If I'm doomed, my life is over!
(End of this chapter)