The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 424 The Tribulation of Soul Destruction, Coming for Her

The establishment of a shared destiny pact, with both souls united as one, would inevitably bring down a tribulation of lightning. Such a commotion would certainly attract the attention of this small courtyard. Lang Jiuchuan still took Ning Zhe's body and soul out of the city and found a dilapidated temple to settle them, where he set up an altar to establish the pact.

The fewer people who know about this matter, the better. Lang Jiuchuan did not allow Liang Jinfeng to accompany them and even used magic to erase some of his memories, only taking Ning Shaosi and the others with him.

The altar she set up was simple, with only fragrant roasted chicken and fine wine, nothing more.

Seeing this, the ghost said, "If you're so perfunctory, this lightning tribulation won't be any less than worthy of your 'sincerity'."

"No matter how much you offer, it won't turn a blind eye. That's enough. You still have to bear it yourself," Lang Jiuchuan said calmly.

With everything ready, she looked at Ning Shaosi, who was listlessly guarding Ning Zhe's body, and walked over to him, saying, "Would you like to see your father again?"

Ning Shaosi raised his head, his eyes red and swollen, filled with tears.

Lang Jiuchuan sighed, made a hand seal, and wiped Ning Zhe's eyes, releasing him from the Nine Towers.

Ning Shaosi felt a slight pain in his eyes. He blinked and saw his father standing there, staring blankly at him. He burst into tears like a young animal that had suffered all kinds of injustice.

Ning Long walked to Lang Jiuchuan's side and said, "Don't worry, I will treat him like my own son."

Lang Jiuchuan smiled and said, "Sir, you seem quite confident that you can survive the tribulation. You must not be careless. However, you just need to stay true to your original intention."

Ning Long nodded and stood beside her, looking at the dark night sky. The soul contract had not yet begun, but dark clouds began to gather in the sky and roll in this direction, as if they knew that they were about to perform a heaven-defying ritual.

Ning Shaosi's sobs subsided, and Lang Jiuchuan turned around to see him kneeling at Ning Zhe's feet, kowtowing once more.

This is a farewell.

Father and son may never see each other again in the future; these three kowtows are to express our gratitude for the kindness of being born and raised.

Ning Long said, "He is a kind and innocent child, and I will nurture him with care."

Seeing Ning Shaosi stand up, Lang Jiuchuan said, "Let's begin."

Ning Long gripped the exquisite pagoda tightly in her hand; whether she would be reborn or not depended on this tribulation.

Lang Jiuchuan had A Piao and Jiang Che look after Ning Shaosi, and then had Ning Long and Ning Zhe stand next to the almost lifeless body. She sat cross-legged on the cold stone bricks, closed her eyes slightly, made hand seals, and sent the sandalwood incense sticks stuck in the incense burner.

puff.

The incense sticks ignited spontaneously without a flame, their scarlet color standing out brightly in the dark, dilapidated temple, the blue smoke rising straight up to the heavens.

But soon, the smoke drifted off course, and the scarlet incense stick began to darken, indicating that it was not being offered to anyone!

Lang Jiuchuan slowly opened her eyes, her gaze deep and unfathomable. She looked over the dilapidated temple roof and into the sky shrouded in thick, dark clouds. As she watched the menacing, ever-changing clouds, a rebellious spirit stirred within her.

Today, it has no choice but to accept this incense!
She cast another spell, and the incense stick turned scarlet again, burning extremely quickly until it reached the bottom.

Lang Jiuchuan began his incantation again, his ten fingers forming an ancient and complex mudra as if plucking flowers. The mudra was the same in both Buddhism and Taoism, and wisps of golden spiritual energy seemed to flow around his fingertips.

"Heaven and earth bear witness, yin and yang are the testimonies. Today, there is a believer named Ning Zhe who is willing to use his own body as a furnace, his essence and blood as a seal, and his soul as a bridge to unite with the believer Ning Long, to establish a life for all people, to enjoy the blessings of heaven and earth, and to suffer the punishment of heaven and earth..." Her voice was clear and cold, with a penetrating power that was deafening, and her words echoed clearly in the dilapidated temple.

Pi La.

Before the incantation was even finished, a blindingly white bolt of lightning pierced through the rolling black clouds, illuminating the already dark and gloomy dilapidated temple. Immediately following, a deafening roar echoed through the sky, the thunder carrying immense power, shaking the entire temple. Even the crumbling beams couldn't withstand the tremor and tilted downwards. Ah Piao looked up, watching the lightning hidden within the dark clouds accumulate, crushing and growing heavier, and her expression changed slightly. She grabbed Ning Shaosi and ran away from the temple.

He was just a ghost; he couldn't withstand that thunder.

Ning Long and Ning Zhe were the same.

The might of Heaven is vast and awe-inspiring, and cannot be violated!

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes were sharp, but his incantation did not stop in the slightest despite the thunderous warning: "...Establish this covenant of life and death, to be bound together by soul and life."

She stretched out her right hand, and the Jade Bone Talisman Brush suddenly appeared in her palm. She infused the brush with Daoist energy, and the brush began to draw talismans in the air according to her will. The birth dates and names of the two people were written on it. With each stroke, the characters turned into golden light and disappeared into the air.

At that moment, Ning Long held the Linglong Pagoda in one hand and clasped Ning Zhe's hand with the other. The two began to spin and stopped above the physical body.

Lang Jiuchuan brought down the last stroke of her talisman brush, and shouted sharply, "Return your soul to its rightful place, by imperial decree!"

Ning Long and the others flew down to the spiritual platform of their physical bodies.

Almost simultaneously, with a crackling sound, a purple electric python as thick as two fingers, carrying a destructive and violent aura, pierced through the dark clouds and swooped down towards Ning Long and the others.

Exploiting loopholes in the laws of nature—it's not that easy.

No matter who it is, they will all be subject to the judgment of Heaven!

Ning Long protected Ning Zhe's remnant soul and threw out the Linglong Pagoda to block the purple lightning, while Lang Jiuchuan summoned the Emperor Bell, pouring pure Daoist essence into the bell.

hum.

The imperial bell emitted a clear and melodious sound, as if the gods and Buddhas were sighing, for Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life.

It spun wildly, absorbing all the lightning power of the purple thunder into the bell body, turning it into nothingness.

Upon seeing this, Lang Jiuchuan's eyes lit up, and an extremely bold and crazy idea instantly took shape.

Boom!

The Heavenly Dao seemed extremely displeased and sent down an even thicker bolt of purple lightning, determined to shatter the soul of the mortal who dared to defy the Heavenly Dao. Countless tiny bolts of lightning snaked through the dilapidated temple, attacking Ning Long and the others.

Ning Long held Ning Zhe tightly, and the overwhelming and destructive will of that power made his soul tremble violently, almost to the point of becoming transparent and collapsing.

But why?
He has never harmed anyone, nor has he ever done anything evil, yet he has been harmed by wicked people and evil ways, barely surviving. He was not meant to die, and now he is only seeking to live for his unfulfilled ambitions. Why should Heaven stop him?
He is not willing!

Ning Long opened his eyes and stared straight at the bolt of lightning, his eyes filled with questioning and anger. If Heaven wanted to destroy him, it had to make him submit first!
His exquisite pagoda, possessing its own will, was also affected by this unwillingness and began to rotate, absorbing a bit of lightning power. Meanwhile, Lang Jiuchuan's thoughts continued, and Daoist rhymes were constantly injected into the Emperor Bell, driving it to absorb those electric snakes into the bell's body, making the lightning patterns that already existed on the bell's body even more profound. At the same time, it also stood in front of Ning Long and the others, protecting them.

Ning Long, however, was filled with resentment. She forcefully led Ning Zhe into the spiritual platform, determined that no one could stop them from surviving, not even the Heavenly Dao!

However, Lang Jiuchuan's face suddenly turned pale. He looked up sharply and saw a huge bolt of lightning, as thick as a bowl, in the dark clouds above the temple. His eyes turned cold.

The calamity of soul destruction is coming for her!
　Wow, the Sherlock Holmes guys are amazing! They guessed it again. I need to overturn some of the established rules and come up with something you wouldn't expect!

　　(End of this chapter)