The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 540 If I can't pretend to be stupid, then I won't!

The oppressive force was like Mount Tai pressing down on you.

Lang Jiuchuan paused, slowly turned around, and released his restrained aura, deflecting the oppressive force. With a sway, he left the window frame and stood in mid-air.

She looked at the Taoist priest dressed in a purple Bagua robe and wearing a Yuqing crown. He had a thin face and three long wisps of beard. Although he was already a hundred years old, he looked like he was over fifty. His Taoist robe fluttered, and he seemed to have the air of an immortal. However, his slightly narrowed eyes flashed with a sharp and cold light like a hawk. He was the abbot of Canglan Temple - Dao Jicang!

He must have learned from that old fox; he has some real skills.

Dao Jicang was also shocked. The other party was only of marriageable age, yet she was able to withstand his pressure. Who was this woman?

Looking at Lang Jiuchuan's face, a thought flashed through his mind, so fast that it disappeared before he could even grasp it.

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "I was wandering around the temple and accidentally wandered into this place. I have disturbed the abbot's meditation. Please forgive me. I will leave now."

She made a move to leave.

Dao Jicang flashed in front of her and said, "Wandered in by mistake? This place is covered with layers of formations. Trespassing will surely violate the restrictions. Yet you came and went as if you were in an empty place. Such exquisite concealment and restriction-breaking techniques show that you are deeply versed in the Dao. You think you can explain it away with just 'wandered in by mistake'?"

He took another step closer, his aura sharp, his gaze fixed on Lang Jiuchuan: "Who exactly are you? What is your purpose in infiltrating my Canglan Temple? If you explain yourself clearly, this humble Taoist may consider your young age and the difficulty of your cultivation, and show you leniency!"

His tone seemed to offer her a way out, but in reality, he harbored murderous intent that could erupt at any moment.

Lang Jiuchuan smiled. If he couldn't pretend to be stupid, then he wouldn't pretend anymore!

Come anyway.

She didn't waste words with him. With a thought, she conjured a palm lightning bolt and blasted it towards him.

Dao Jicang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately summoned a Taiyin Fire Transformation Talisman to neutralize the palm lightning that had reached him in an instant. With a boom, the temple trembled slightly.

However, although the lightning in his palm was dispelled, a bolt of lightning power followed a line of water that had appeared on the ground and wrapped around his leg. He felt a stab to his soul and the pain spread.

Dao Jicang immediately mobilized his spiritual power to stabilize his soul. The feigned peace on his face had completely disappeared, replaced by a sinister look and fear. Without using talismans or chanting incantations, she could unleash a devastating thunderbolt in the blink of an eye, and he had even been tricked by her.

At such an age, with such talent, only…

His eyes flashed, and he flicked his whisk. Instantly, thousands of silver threads transformed into countless venomous pythons, shooting towards her with sharp, piercing sounds and poisonous aura. At the same time, he secretly made a hand seal with his left hand, and the surrounding array shone brightly, instantly being fully activated. Streams of killing light came from all directions, swarming towards her.

Let him see what she's capable of that makes His Majesty treat her with such seriousness, even going so far as to put on an act early on. What makes her so special?

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes were cold; he was trying to kill her!
Fortunately, she wasn't careless.

Facing the thousands of silver threads and the chilling killing light, she advanced instead of retreating. At the same time, she formed a hand seal, and two streams of Xuanming True Qi burst out from the seal. One protected her body, while the other transformed into a dark barrier to withstand the blow from the whisk, and a strand of it went straight for Dao Jicang.

"The Great Yin is Limitless, the Mysterious Darkness Dispels Evil!"

Boom! A deafening roar echoed throughout the entire courtyard of the Daoist temple. Light scattered everywhere, and the array seemed to have a crack, suddenly losing its power.

Dao Jicang was struck by the Xuanming True Qi and sent flying backward, crashing into the stone lamp. He vomited a mouthful of blood, and his whisk fell to the ground, its light dimmed, its spiritual power greatly diminished. His soul felt as if an icicle of ten thousand years had pierced deep within, chilling and painful. Most terrifyingly, his spiritual power seemed to be frozen by extreme cold, unable to be fully mobilized. He only had a tiny bit left, far from enough to do anything.
He stared at Lang Jiuchuan in horror.

Mysterious Dark True Qi?

No, ordinary Xuanming True Qi wouldn't have this kind of power. Her True Qi seems to have been infused with the Netherworld Qi from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds, combined with the Daoist rhyme of the Taiyin Eight Trigrams, making its power carry the power of the Nine Netherworlds, cold as ice. How could she have cultivated and comprehended such power!
"You, you dare to cultivate such a bizarre and evil power!"

Lang Jiuchuan glanced at his fingertips, then withdrew the Xuanming True Qi, saying calmly, "Master, please don't talk nonsense. What is this 'evil power'? My studies are diverse, but I've only cultivated one more technique: Xuanming True Qi. Xuanming is also the name of the kidney spirit, from the 'Huangting Neijing Jing·Xin Shen Zhang'. Its courtesy name is Yuying. Because the kidney belongs to water, it is called Xuanming. Practicing this Qi can nourish kidney water. I practiced it because my health was poor, and I accidentally developed its essence. This is something one learns when studying medicine. Surely you know this, Master?"

"Stop making excuses!" Dao Jicang clutched his chest, his eyes fixed on her with a sinister glint. "The Xuanming True Qi couldn't possibly carry the power of the Nine Netherworlds. Who taught you that, wasn't it..."

"I climbed up from the Netherworld, can't I just bring it with me?" Lang Jiuchuan squinted and said, "If the abbot wants to learn, why don't you die once and see if you can be reborn from the Netherworld?"

She spoke viciously, but she wasn't wrong to say that the power of the Nine Netherworlds was something that came naturally to her soul. However, it wasn't something she cultivated from the Nine Netherworlds, but rather something that Fengya injected into her when he used his soul power to nurture her one soul and two spirits. She discovered this after her soul and spirit became one and she was reborn from the ashes.

Learning to combine it with Xuanming True Qi to unleash its power was something Master Luo Le had secretly comprehended within the Nine Towers. Right now, she was just using Dao Jicang as a test subject to see the power of Xuanming True Qi imbued with the power of the Nine Netherworlds. As expected, the result did not disappoint her.

Fengya was like a second parent to her, giving her life, while the monk Luole taught her skills and was worthy of being her teacher.

Her very being, from bones and blood to soul, is precious and weighty.

We must cherish it!

Lang Jiuchuan suddenly ripped off the Emperor Bell and hurled it at Dao Jicang, twisting his right hand. The Crimson Fire Talisman Snake that Dao Jicang had just condensed at his fingertips was strangled by the overwhelming lightning intent. He laughed out loud: "The dignified Abbot of Canglan Temple, how come you resort to sneak attacks? Who taught you such underhanded tactics? Your esteemed master, the Imperial Preceptor?"

Having failed in his sneak attack, Dao Jicang suppressed his shock and anger, his eyes darkening: "You mere brat, how dare you insult His Majesty! You deserve to die!"

Lang Jiuchuan smiled and channeled the Daoist energy from his fingertips towards the Emperor Bell. The profound runes on the bell seemed to come alive, swiftly coiling around his neck like electric snakes: "Let him insult me, so what? Hit me then!"

The power of lightning relentlessly gnawed at his soul, causing Dao Jicang's body to tremble violently, his pupils to shrink sharply, and his blood and qi to surge violently.

"puff!"

Dao Jicang staggered back several steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Lang Jiuchuan in disbelief, his face filled with shock, defeat, and... a twisted jealousy that was almost overflowing!

Is she even more formidable than when she stirred up trouble in the Rong family?

Despite a century of cultivation, he was powerless to fight.

How is this possible? It's only been less than half a year, how could she have improved so quickly? This is talent, this is the extraordinary talent the Imperial Advisor spoke of!

(End of this chapter)