The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 486 Using the instigator as a sacrifice for the deceased
Wuyouzi has a magical artifact called Soul Seizing and Mind Stealing, which is similar to Soul Searching. However, Soul Searching will cause the caster to lose a great deal of vital energy and suffer a huge backlash. Moreover, the person whose soul is searched will become mentally impaired or even die.

Soul-seizing and mind-stealing, on the other hand, uses magical artifacts to cast spells and create illusions, seizing the soul and mind of the target, revealing their deepest fears.

To activate a magical artifact, one must also possess considerable cultivation; otherwise, the desired effect cannot be achieved, and one may suffer a backlash from the artifact. Furthermore, when the person under the spell is in a state of mental confusion, they are more likely to fall into the trap of the spell.

Xi Yun had been restless and had nightmares these past few days. Moreover, she had used her spiritual power to communicate with spirits using the spirit incense. Her soul was already weak, so how could she possibly defend against the sudden soul-seizing technique?

She stared blankly at her husband, who could never possibly be in her room, her gaze falling on a black jade disc in his hand that shimmered with an eerie light and whose surface was covered with countless painful, distorted human face runes. Her whole body stiffened.

The Rong family's treasure, the Soul-Seizing Jade Plate, was passed down only to the young master. After Rong Qingcang's legs were crippled and he stayed in that forbidden area, Xi Yun once begged the Rong family head to retrieve this magic treasure and pass it on to Rong Huanxuan as a protective magic weapon. After all, Rong Qingcang was crippled and stayed in that forbidden area, so why waste such a magic treasure?

But the Rong family head didn't respond, so Rong Qingcang used the Soul-Seizing Jade Disc on her just now?

Xi Yun felt a chill run down her spine when she saw him curl the corners of his lips at her, especially when he said, "Are you serious?"
This means...

Xi Yun, with a sudden burst of strength, rushed towards the door and cried out in a shrill voice, "Someone come here! Someone come here!"

Her voice was sharp, distorted, and high-pitched, but strangely, no one heard it. This once bustling and lively courtyard seemed to have become a dead place, with no one approaching, or rather, no one daring to approach.

This courtyard seemed to be sealed off by a barrier, isolating it from all movement and preventing it from being connected to the human world.

Xi Yun was terrified. She turned to look at Wuyouzi and screamed his name, "Rong Qingcang, what do you want to do?"

"You'll find out what I want to do in a moment." Wuyouzi smiled calmly. "Also, I'm not surnamed Rong anymore, I'm surnamed Ren."

Is your surname Ren?

The surname Ren, isn't that the surname of that vile woman Ren Yao? He suddenly appeared here, changed his surname, and even used magic on her. What does he know? No, how could he possibly know?
Shouldn't he never know?
He knew, yet he showed up here. Does that mean he's here to collect a debt from that wretched mother and daughter?
When Xi Yun met his cold, resentful eyes, she was terrified. She wanted to say something, but her throat only made a hoarse sound of fear.

Wuyouzi's eyes were like poison, and he silently chanted a spell, forcibly tearing open a dark path and dragging her in like a dead dog.

"Let me go, no!" Xi Yun's shrill voice disappeared into the room.

Everything returned to calm. Outside the Taoist temple, a young maidservant hugged her knees, looked up at the night sky, and noticed that the moon was exceptionally bright tonight.

……

Returning to the dead, Lang Jiuchuan couldn't quite describe her feelings. Standing in front of the mass grave, the stench of filth and decay kept wafting into her nose. Not far away, a emaciated, wounded wild dog was staring at her menacingly, if it still had eyes!
The stray dog ​​twitched its nose, as if it had detected some terrifying aura. It suddenly growled, turned and ran, and was able to accurately determine its direction, avoiding any obstacles in its path.

Lang Jiuchuan was amazed. In dire circumstances, people can find a way to survive, and so can animals, provided they want to live!

Jiang Che said, "You and that dog have a story."

"The dog's eyes back then belonged to it. It ran away too fast; I didn't even have a chance to say thank you," Lang Jiuchuan said with a regretful expression.

Jiang Che sneered, "Thank you for sparing my life?"

Who should say thank you?

Lang Jiuchuan remained silent, his brow twitching slightly. He turned to look at the void and, sure enough, saw Wuyouzi dragging a woman down to the mass grave. He didn't know what price he had paid, but after only one trip back to the Rong family, he was no longer in a wheelchair. However, his aura was gloomy, much like Rong Huanxuan had been back then.

"Has he also become demonized?" Jiang Che was very sensitive to the evil aura. His fur stood on end, and his tiger eyes flashed with golden light as he stared intently at Wuyouzi.

Lang Jiuchuan glanced at Wuyouzi, then lowered his eyes and said, "He has a do-or-die mentality."

The first offering to the mother and daughter was the instigator, Xi Yun!

Lang Jiuchuan has excellent vision at night, and tonight the moon is full and the moonlight is bright. Even though the woods are dark, a little light can still penetrate in, allowing her to see clearly.

With just one glance, Lang Jiuchuan knew that this was Xi Yun.

Because she felt her physical emotions fluctuating intensely.

Resentment doesn't disappear just because the soul vanishes; it will persist unless someone helps the soul find salvation.

Not to mention, this is the kind of person who kills and steals souls.

Lang Jiuchuan took a deep breath, suppressing the anger rising in his heart. He closed his eyes slightly, patted his chest, and thought, "It'll be over soon."

Xi Yun was thrown next to a corpse. The straw mat that had wrapped the body had been torn open by wild dogs. The corpse had long been gnawed and rotten, with maggots crawling on it and bodily fluids flowing everywhere.

She landed right next to the corpse's face, and the stench hit her. She looked up and met the gaze of the empty head, which was covered only by a few bits of flesh. A centipede crawled out of the eye socket and slithered toward her.

"Ahhh!" A shrill scream escaped from deep within Xi Yun's throat. She staggered backward, her hands smeared with putrid corpse fluid. With a snap, her hand broke as she pressed on something.

She turned around and saw a broken hand bone, and screamed again.

"Do you remember this place?" Wuyouzi's voice, as wicked as a demon, rang in her ears.

Xi Yun looked around and saw that some things were familiar, but she didn't have time to think about it. She crawled a few steps on her knees and reached in front of him. She grabbed his robe with both hands and said, "Fourth Master, my husband, please spare me. I am your wife. You can't treat me like this."

Wuyouzi took a step back, bent slightly, and stared intently at her, his eyes seeming to flash with icy blades. His voice was cold as he said, "Spare you? Did my daughter wag her tail and beg for mercy from you back then? Do you have even a shred of compassion?"

As he spoke, he looked at Lang Jiuchuan, who was walking slowly towards him, and his eyes welled up with tears.

Xi Yun followed his gaze and saw someone coming against the light. His figure and face emerged clearly in the moonlight and entered her field of vision.

Her gaze was calm, yet it carried a hint of disdain, mockery, and indifference.

Just like that day, she lay on the ground, looking at herself with that same gaze.

Wagging its tail and begging for mercy? No!
That child, even in death, never begged her for mercy, just like her spineless mother, equally stubborn, which was what provoked her.

Now, she's back, back to take her life!

(End of this chapter)