The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 491 It seems like an old friend has arrived

Lang Jiuchuan had seen all sorts of women in Wujing, but none of them could compare to this one in terms of beauty.

She possessed an impeccable, coldly beautiful face, with skin as white as snow, a high nose bridge, and eyebrows and eyes like distant mountains shrouded in mist, exuding a cool and aloof air. Her raven-black hair was tied high with a lotus crown, making her neck appear long and slender. Her temperament was otherworldly, as if a celestial maiden had descended to earth, high above and unapproachable.

What made Lang Jiuchuan sigh was that the aura emanating from her was a pure and powerful spiritual energy, with a light golden glow flowing around her, making her appear even more noble and naturally majestic, not to be profaned.

These are all acts of merit and vows; this woman is provided with the power of faith!
envious.

"It's the Saint Lady!"

Someone shouted and knelt down, prompting the surrounding people to follow suit. They clasped their hands together in prayer, and everyone looked at her with awe and admiration, begging the saintess for blessings.

In the Kingdom of Da Dan, the Holy Maiden who protects the nation is just as revered as the Imperial Preceptor. They possess profound Taoist magic and are born for the country. Whenever there is a natural disaster or a major festival, they will pray for favorable weather and abundant harvests for the country, and pray for the people to be blessed. They are highly respected and admired.

So this is the Holy Maiden who protects the nation, Princess Tantai!

Lang Jiuchuan suddenly realized why she possessed such power of faith; she was a saintess. While her followers might not be spread throughout Da Dan, everyone knew of her existence and naturally admired and revered her.

She stood quietly on the long street, but no one dared to approach her, as if getting any closer would desecrate her pure aura.

Lang Jiuchuan met her gaze from afar, and when he met her deep, cold eyes, his heart skipped a beat without warning. Then, it felt as if something sharp had pierced his heart, and the pain made him arch his back slightly. A scene flashed through his mind so fast that he couldn't even catch it.

Her brows furrowed as she looked up at Princess Tantai. Princess Tantai's gaze was also fixed on her, her glassy eyes filled with a complex and unreadable expression, a mixture of longing, sadness, and resentment.

But that complex feeling lasted only a moment. When Lang Jiuchuan looked over, she had already regained her imposing and unapproachable demeanor, her chin slightly raised, and her gaze was like that of a proud peacock.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at her and suddenly smiled. How interesting! The unapproachable saintess, cold, noble, powerful, and holy, embodies all the beauty and honor in the world, yet she sensed a very subtle emptiness within her, incompatible with the holy aura around her. Or perhaps it was a weariness and constraint forcibly restrained?

It must be an illusion. How could a woman who enjoys such high status have such feelings?

She's probably gotten carried away by the prospect of getting her revenge, and she's actually idle enough to worry about and speculate about such a high and mighty saintess!
Lang Jiuchuan was the first to look away, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, and turned to walk into Tongtian Pavilion.

Princess Tantai watched her turn around and then turned around as well. Her beautiful face remained calm and composed. Surrounded by people, she left, but after taking only two steps, she couldn't help but stop and turn her head to look at the woman who had stepped into the Tongtian Pavilion.

The woman was dressed in a simple, plain blue robe, yet it couldn't conceal her aloof and solitary aura. Although she was pale and slender, her eyes were unforgettable.

It's too deep and too sharp, as if it hides an endless storm vortex that can easily pull people in and crush them bit by bit.

Unfamiliar faces, unfamiliar people, yet those eyes, those undeniable qualities deep within them, evoke an absurd sense of familiarity.

It wasn't her, was it?

How could it be her!
If it wasn't her, then who was she, and why did she stir up such emotions in her?
"Go and find out who that woman was," Princess Tantai coldly ordered her disciple. "Yes."

Lang Jiuchuan had already entered the private room of Tongtian Pavilion. Jiang Che was still immersed in the fleeting glimpse she had just seen, and said quietly, "You know, we're all women, so how come there's such a big difference between us?"

"Yes, she's a celestial being, and I'm just dirt from the earth!"

"Hmm... Awooo." Jiang Che let out a howl as she tugged at his fur hard: "You rascal, spare his fur."

Lang Jiuchuan snorted and looked at the ghost who had entered, saying, "Do you know why the Holy Maiden has returned to the capital?"

Ah Piao shook her head and said, "Who knows? I heard that she has been serving the Grand Preceptor for many years and has been studying Taoist magic with him. Except for major sacrificial ceremonies, it is difficult to see her on ordinary days. Did you see her?"

"That glance just now felt a bit strange." Lang Jiuchuan looked up at the void, a rare hint of confusion and inquiry in his clear eyes, and said, "She's a bit strange."

"how?"

"It feels like she's wearing a thick mask, unlike her, yet it is her, the Holy Maiden who protects the nation. With such faith and willpower, she is naturally revered by all people. But why does she seem unhappy?"

The ghost sneered: "Have you taken your revenge? You're still worried about someone you've just met."

Lang Jiuchuan's lips curled into a smile: "It's almost time, so I came to borrow some of my most treasured possessions from you."

The ghost laughed in anger: "You 'borrowed' the Three Pure Ones' copper coin sword from my pavilion last time, and you still haven't returned it. How dare you ask me for it back?"

Lang Jiuchuan blinked and said without changing his expression, "That sword was tainted with the filth of demons. I am currently nurturing it. Once it is fully nurtured, I will return it to you. Don't worry, I won't cheat you."

A Piao gave him a look that said, "Do you believe me?", but he didn't say anything. Instead, he said, "The Rong family just issued a Xuan decree, inviting the Xuan Sect and all knowledgeable people in the world to attend the grand ceremony where Wuyouzi is honored as the young master. So Wuyouzi has become the young master again? He was crippled for so many years, what did he do to regain his strength?"

Lang Jiuchuan shook his head: "I don't know, but it must have come at the cost of his own life and his entire soul."

"He's fallen to demonic possession?" The ghost looked at her and said, "If he has fallen to demonic possession, he can stop after taking his revenge. But if he loses his humanity, is corrupted by demonic energy, and becomes uncontrollable, going on a killing spree, what will you do then?"

"I will kill him!" Lang Jiuchuan said without hesitation.

A Piao's brow twitched: "Even if he's your ally?"

“That’s right!” Lang Jiuchuan said, “I will avenge my grudges and settle my grievances, but that doesn’t mean I’ll drag the whole world down with me. That’s not what I want. If he falls into demonic ways and starts killing, I will stop the killing with my own! Similarly, if I fall into demonic ways, I will turn my back on my family and accept the punishment of heaven and earth!”

If a person loses their bottom line, they lose their self-control and their foundation will inevitably collapse. She never thought of becoming evil, but if someone forced her, she could become evil. However, that day would probably be the day she disappeared from this world.
The ghost then took out a magical artifact and handed it to her, saying, "Then let's settle this karma!"

　Not yet, not yet~
　　(End of this chapter)