The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 418 A Minor Clash, Collecting Some Interest
Rong Huanxuan and Elder Liu Xiao were on high alert, but when the person approached, it turned out to be a man. Judging from his tattered Taoist robe, he was probably a Taoist priest from Qingyang Temple.

Is Qingyang Temple really that poor? They can't even afford to change their tattered robes. Could it be that they're just staying here for a short while?

Rong Huanxuan lost interest after just one glance, looked away, and even slightly turned her head to signal Liu Xiao to send the person away.

Liu Xiao descended from the pavilion, stopped Yi Ce, and said coldly, "My young master is resting here. Please do not approach any further, fellow Daoist."

Yi Ce blinked, looked at Rong Huanxuan, and said, "Young Master?" His eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Could it be the Rong family's young master, the one who's going to open the Gate of Hell?"

Rong Huanxuan's gaze swept over coldly. Were there any other young masters of Rong?
The disdain and arrogance in her eyes were undisguised. Yi Ce's smile faded slightly, but his expression remained nonchalant: "I am a disciple of the Feng family, from the righteous Maoshan Sect, and my Daoist name is Yi Ce. I wonder if I would have the honor of witnessing the young master open the Ghost Gate?"

People from the Feng family?

Liu Xiao was somewhat surprised, but after Yi Ce took out a wooden plaque with the unique clan emblem of the Feng family, he relaxed a bit and said, "So we are all like-minded people. Unfortunately, our young master has important matters to attend to, so he is unable to participate in today's ceremony. I will pass on the message to Abbot Qingyang, and you can go to the hall to watch the ceremony and participate in the grand event."

"Not participating anymore?" Yi Ce feigned surprise and said, "Could it be that the rumors are true, and Young Master Rong has truly been bewitched by his inner demons, causing his Dao foundation to shatter?"

"How dare you offend me?" Rong Huanxuan couldn't stand hearing anyone say that her Dao foundation was broken and that she had gone into a state of demonic possession. She glared at Yi Ce, her eyes fixed on him for a moment, as if a change had occurred.

Yi Ce's eyebrows twitched, and he stared intently at her, as if trying to see through her inner self.

Something's not right with this young master Rong!
Those eyes were so beautiful, yet they had a chilling, venomous quality, like those of a poisonous snake.

Liu Xiao blocked his view and said, "Fellow Daoist Yi Ce, please return."

"Fine, let's go then." Yi Ce pouted.

Rong Huanxuan stared at him, her hands slightly clenched, wanting to ask Liu Xiao to let him stay. However, a chill suddenly ran down her back, and without thinking, she turned around to avoid him, even using a teleportation spell.

boom.

The pavilion she had just stood in was blasted to pieces by the talisman, and the rubble hit her, one of which grazed her cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

Liu Xiao, who had just walked a few steps with Yi Ce, was shocked. Ignoring him, he flashed back to Rong Huanxuan's side, pulled out the Golden Bell Myriad Talisman Umbrella from his back, covered the two of them, and looked around warily.

Rong Huanxuan touched her face until it was blood red, both annoyed and furious. She summoned a Thousand Machine Fan and shouted angrily, "What kind of demon are you, sneaking around from behind and attacking me? How dare you fight me?"

She twirled the Thousand Machine Fan in her hand, channeled her spiritual power, and fanned it in the direction from which the talisman had flown.

The wind and clouds shifted, sand and stones flew, and a tree as thick as a person was snapped in half by the fierce energy.

However, there wasn't a soul in sight.

Instead, a roaring sound suddenly came from the forest. This was...

Flash flood?

No one could believe it. It was only April, and this was a viewing slope, some distance from the mountain stream. Even if a flash flood came, it wouldn't be coming from that direction.

But the air was distinctly moist with moisture, mixed with the earthy smell and the stench of long-rotten leaves and flowers!
"Young Master, be careful!" Liu Xiao was terrified. He saw a turbid torrent, carrying mud, sand, and strange rocks, rushing towards them as if it were tearing through the void.

The two gathered their breath and leaped up with light steps, but the pebbles and branches hidden in the water still tore their robes. A sharp branch even flew straight towards Rong Huanxuan's forehead, but was shredded by Liu Xiao's umbrella.

"Damn it!" Rong Huanxuan was furious. She quickly formed hand seals, and her whole body seemed to be enveloped in a layer of energy.

Liu Xiao's pupils contracted slightly. He reached out to pull her, saying, "Young Master, it's not advisable to confront him head-on. Let's go!"

"Get out of my way!" Rong Huanxuan pushed him away, her phoenix eyes turning bloodshot, as if possessed by a demon, ferocious and furious.

Liu Xiao's face was ashen. The torrent rushed past them and quickly disappeared. Suddenly, a heavy bell rang out, its sound waves vibrating and causing the air to ripple like water.

The soft chanting of Buddhist hymns followed the sound of the bell, as if eighteen golden Arhats appeared, each holding a different kind of magical weapon, chanting sutras for one person.

Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha instantly?

Rong Huanxuan froze, her cold and beautiful face rapidly changing, her expression twisting and contorting uncontrollably, as if she were enduring immense pain. Only she herself knew what she was seeing in her mind.

It was an endless hell, where countless wronged souls roared and howled at her, crawling towards her, trying to drag her in and sink with them.

What is the purpose of the Tao?

If inaction is not the answer, then inaction is even worse than the absence of principle!

puff!
Rong Huanxuan vomited blood, her eyes turned from crimson to pure black, and she let out a roar. Liu Xiao was horrified. He grabbed her hand and dared not fight the person in the shadows. He formed a hand seal and threw out a talisman. A wisp of green smoke rose, and he had already fled with Rong Huanxuan.

The bell tolled, and the chanting of Buddhist hymns faded away.

If it weren't for the dilapidated pavilion and the hillside ravaged by the flash flood, no one would believe that a somewhat sudden confrontation had just taken place here.

It appears quickly, and ends even faster!
Yi Ce pursed his lips, then suddenly turned around, pointing the Yin-Yang Sword behind him.

A figure slowly appeared, fell to the ground with a thud, looked up in a disheveled state, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

It is Langjiuchuan.

She looked even more disheveled than she had been at the foot of the mountain, and her face was even paler.

somebody is coming.

Yi Ce quickly grabbed her and carried her on his back, running up the mountain. Lang Jiuchuan slowly lowered his clenched fist, and before he could exhale, he spat out a mouthful of dark blood from Yi Ce's neck.

This confrontation was a gamble on Liu Xiao's willingness to protect the jade bottle. Otherwise, if he and Rong Huanxuan joined forces against her, she might not be a match for them. After all, she had suffered a great loss of vitality and didn't have much strength left to kill the two of them. Her move from the shadows was a gamble with her life!
Yes, having met Rong Huanxuan, she would really be letting the original owner down if she didn't demand some retribution.

But since she couldn't do it openly, she had to resort to underhanded methods. She used up all her spiritual power, which was already exhausted.

It's all thanks to the cooperation of this poor fellow Daoist!

Yi Ce carried Lang Jiuchuan, panting, to the mountainside. He found a secluded cave and settled her there. Seeing that her face was ashen, he asked, "Are you alright?"

Lang Jiuchuan stared at him.

Yi Ce frowned: "What kind of look is that?"

"I'm thinking about whether I should kill him to cover it up," Lang Jiuchuan said sinisterly. "If you saw what I did and then tell the Rong family, wouldn't I be finished?"

"That's not how you behave!" Yi Ce jumped up, his face flushed with anger.

Lang Jiuchuan chuckled: "Fine, if you report this, I'll say you're an accomplice, that you were working with me to kill the young master of the Rong family!"

One strategy: "..."

No wonder she smiled so brightly and asked for my help when I caught up with her!

Master was right. Be wary of women when going down the mountain, as they are generally poisonous, especially the beautiful ones!

(End of this chapter)