The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 459 Exposes the Rong Family's Hypocritical Face
Rong Huanxuan completely lost control.

She hated it so much. Didn't she know that practicing forbidden techniques was tantamount to falling into the demonic path and destroying her own foundation? But she had no other choice!
She grew up amidst expectations and strictness. She was proud and self-assured, and also talented, but she never slacked off or became lazy because of her status.

The title of young master brought her honor, but it was also a shackle, a responsibility weighing on her shoulders. She was afraid to see the disappointment or even the frown in the eyes of the family head, and she was also afraid to hear the clan say that she was not good enough, not as good as her ancestors, and not as good as the young masters of other families. So every day, besides chanting scriptures and drawing talismans, she was meditating and cultivating, and she dared not stop.

Acting cute? Impossible.

Her identity did not allow it, nor did it permit it. She was the young master of the Rong family, and the only thing she needed to do was to raise her cultivation to the highest level so that she could lead the family further. She was under a lot of pressure, especially when she heard that someone could establish their foundation at the age of thirteen or fourteen. She couldn't help but feel anxious.

She was confident that her talent was good enough and her cultivation was no worse than others, so why not give it a try? Once she successfully established her foundation, who would dare to say that she was not outstanding?

So she did the worst thing she ever did: she swallowed the Foundation Establishment Pill and forcibly established her foundation. As a result, her foundation collapsed, she went into qi deviation, and her cultivation regressed.

She was utterly defeated!
But she is the young master of the Rong family, how can she lose? As long as she can regain her strength, it doesn't matter if it's a forbidden technique or not, as long as it's useful to her. Even the head of the family thinks so.

The Rong family must not be thrown into chaos.

She didn't need to care about any Dao roots, Dao seeds, or bloodlines; the clan would arrange everything for her. All she needed to do was cultivate, but this cultivation had to be kept secret from everyone—it was her greatest secret.

The patriarch once said that when she is stronger than others, she can conceal it and not let others see through her. All she needs is time and more diligent practice.

However, things backfired.

There were always some messy things that bothered her, interrupting her cultivation time and time again, forcing her to come out of seclusion. She gradually lost control of her twisted temper, especially when she heard about Lang Jiuchuan's existence, she was shocked, panicked and angry.

She knew that she had already used the real Lang Jiuchuan's blood, bones, and soul, so this person's existence was as disgusting and an eyesore as a fly, pricking her lungs.

This woman, who knows what kind of demon she is, a mere wandering ghost, who possessed a human body and should have just lived a quiet and obedient life, but instead she caused so much trouble for the Rong family!

From the very beginning, it was the Rong family who should have crushed her completely. They were careless and underestimated her, which turned her into a major threat.

Lang Jiuchuan is a calamity for the Rong family. Her name is a curse, trampling the Rong family's pride underfoot time and time again. Now, she has also torn open her own deeply hidden secret.

Rong Huanxuan exuded a violent aura, her resentful gaze fixed on Lang Jiuchuan. She gasped for breath, like a sharp blade precisely piercing and tearing open his most feared and untouchable secrets.

She struggled and screamed angrily, "Lang Jiuchuan is long dead! You unknown demon and monster, how dare you ruin my path!"

Lang Jiuchuan watched her descend into madness, his eyes devoid of any warmth, filled only with hatred and pleasure, as if the resentment etched into his very bones had found solace.

She curled her lips into a sneer: "The Dao? Using innocent souls as fuel and demonic energy as stitches to mend your shattered Dao foundation and primordial soul, the Rong family prides itself on the glorious and righteous path of the Xuanmen, but it is nothing more than using the righteous path as a facade to secretly practice forbidden techniques. This is the true Dao you cultivate, the crooked path of demons!"

She stepped forward slowly, toying with the talisman brush in her hand, turning it continuously, and said: "The Taoists say that killing to seek life only takes you further away from life. In order to seek life, you do not hesitate to harm the innocent, going against the righteous path. You have such a lot of talk about benevolence and morality, and you even call me a demon? The mirror of karma shows that impermanence is here. Who is the demon is clear at a glance!"

Watching from a distance, Black Impermanence saw the Yin energy swirling around Rong Huanxuan from the talisman brush in her hand, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Judge Cui. Fortunately, she was a wicked person with unforgivable sins, otherwise Judge Cui would have been punished.

"Shut up! You deserve to die!" The relentless onslaught of Yin energy was like a fuse, causing Rong Huanxuan's originally arrogant and disdainful phoenix eyes to become bloodshot and crimson. Her suppressed inner demons were completely ignited, and the demonic energy hidden deep within her Dao root burst forth like a flood, no longer restrained.

Everyone was stunned.

"She's possessed by a demon! She's possessed by a demon!" someone exclaimed in surprise.

Master Zhishang's face darkened: "Those who practice forbidden arts are all evil and heretical. Once they lose control, they will inevitably fall into the demonic path."

Gong Tinglan made a hand seal and struck the purple bone flute. The purple bone ropes binding Rong Huanxuan suddenly tightened, and she screamed in agony.

Elder Liu subconsciously took a step forward, and Kong Xuzi shouted: "Fellow Daoist Liu, you are also a member of the righteous path, why don't you wake up? Are you determined to collude with the demonic path?"

Elder Liu's face was full of bitterness.

What could he do? He was desperate too!

When Rong Huanxuan was bound by the Purple Bone Rope, all the demonic energy within her burst forth, instantly dispersing the Purple Bone Rope. Thick black energy surrounded her, and her robes fluttered without wind. What was even more astonishing was that her eyes were bloodshot and her hair stood on end. Anyone who saw her would know that she was not a normal person, let alone that her bloodline was originally righteous.

Her loss of control completely shattered any remaining defenses that others might have been able to escape.

Rong Huanxuan has definitely fallen into the path of evil!

When Tantai Cong woke up, he saw Rong Huanxuan's terrifying, demonic appearance and exclaimed, "What kind of monster are you!"

These words instantly stung Rong Huanxuan. In a flash, she lifted him up and slammed him against a pillar in the hall.

"stop!"

The royal elders cried out in alarm and rushed to his aid, but it was too late. With a loud bang, Tantai Cong was thrown around by the force of the impact, his body slammed in the waist, and his bones cracked with a snap. He didn't even have time to scream before he fell to the ground, his body strangely split in two and still connected, his fate unknown.

My back is broken.

Lang Jiuchuan glanced at her and knew what was going on, but she didn't care because Rong Huanxuan was already lunging at her: "Die!"

Her shrieks, filled with endless resentment and madness, echoed in the bedchamber, deafening and piercing the eardrums. Her five fingers formed claws, her nails black and long, as she clawed at Lang Jiuchuan.

Gong Tinglan's eyes turned cold, and with a leap, she unleashed her purple bone flute: "Suppress evil and eliminate filth, swiftly!"

He was fast, but Lang Jiuchuan was even faster. The jade bone talisman brush in her hand flew out, and the powerful and righteous force fiercely struck Rong Huanxuan's soul.

"Ah!" Rong Huanxuan screamed in agony, losing all reason. She hurriedly chanted a few incantations, bit her tongue without hesitation, and spat out a mouthful of her heart's blood.

(End of this chapter)