The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 546 You Can't Beat Him
Lang Jiuchuan had exhausted a lot of spiritual energy this time, and it took her a long time to recover after lying on the ground. She didn't go into the Little Nine Tower to recuperate, because who knows if that old monster has other 'eyes'? She didn't want to expose any more.

She was only absorbing the spiritual energy of the bone bell and quietly adjusting her breathing. As for seclusion and recuperation, she would have to leave and make plans for that later. Right now, she had more important things to do.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at Dao Jicang, who was barely breathing and looked lifeless, propped himself up, and told Jiang Che to take the child and leave first.

They picked up the swaddled baby and left the cave.

Lang Jiuchuan approached Dao Jicang and stared into his eyes: "You have served him for a hundred years, do you know what the great path he upholds in his heart is?"

Dao Jicang met her gaze, his lips parted, and he sneered, "You... are disrespectful and disloyal, betraying your master, unworthy to be His Excellency's personal disciple..."

"Back then, I respected and was loyal to him, and what was the result? He suppressed me in the imperial mausoleum, and I met a terrible death, my soul scattered." Lang Jiuchuan stared at him without blinking, a smile playing on his lips: "Would you like this honor of being a direct disciple?"

It's not that she can't die, it's how she dies, whether her death is worthwhile, that matters. But how did she die?
She was destroyed by the person she respected and was loyal to, who was both her father and her teacher. So who betrayed whom?
It was Tantai Qing himself who first gave up this master-disciple relationship, and it was he who ended it!
Dao Jicang was startled, a look of panic appearing in his old eyes. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but blood gushed out of his mouth. Suddenly, his eyes widened and his whole body trembled violently.

not good!

Lang Jiuchuan teleported away, barely managing to condense a bit of true energy to protect himself, when a low, miserable scream rang out and then quickly disappeared.

She turned her head and saw that Dao Jicang's soul was shattered into pieces, turning into a wisp of green smoke, and slowly disappearing into the cave.

Lang Jiuchuan watched expressionlessly, as if it were expected, yet with a hint of regret, but his eyes held a deeper sense of mockery and solemnity.

After a century of service, all he got was the fate of having his soul forcibly destroyed when it touched the barrier. He was supposedly the most loyal disciple, but what did he gain?

He was completely unaware of the most secret and core matters, and there were some things he didn't even have the chance to say. To do so would be tantamount to betrayal, which would mean the destruction of his soul.

If living a long life is the reward, then he lived to be a hundred years old, which is more than enough.

I wonder if those who followed Tantai Qing would feel a sense of sorrow, like the fox mourning the death of its rabbit, upon seeing this scene?

"You saw it all, didn't you? He's that ruthless. To him, everyone is only categorized as useful or useless. If someone is no longer useful, even their secrets have to be buried with them." Lang Jiuchuan said, glancing at the person hidden in the shadows.

Princess Tantai walked out, glanced at Dao Jicang on the ground, and then looked at her with a complicated expression.

Lang Jiuchuan walked over slowly and smiled: "You've come to avenge the abbot of Canglan Temple, haven't you? How are we going to fight? Come to think of it, it's been a long time since we've had a magical duel."

Princess Tantai said calmly, "The abbot has reached the end of his life and will pass away. The new abbot will be crowned on an auspicious day."

Lang Jiuchuan raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, his laughter low and deep: "I thought you were sent here to capture me, to fight me again, and to teach me a lesson. I was wrong."

She brushed past her and walked back the way she came.

"Master will let you go this time..." Lang Jiuchuan paused, turned to look at her, and said sarcastically, "Let me go? Dao Jicang served him for a hundred years, arguably the most loyal henchman. Did he let him go? No. He didn't even have time to betray him before his soul self-destructed. In other words, that old monster didn't give him a single chance to betray. So, you still say he'll let me go? Are you truly naive, or do you think deceiving yourself is better?"

Princess Tantai's cold and beautiful face turned pale.

"He spared me only because the time is not yet ripe, not yet the day to sacrifice me to the heavens. Once that day comes, do you think he will let me come and go as I please?" Lang Jiuchuan sneered. "I have already died once, only managing to escape suppression and control by chance. But do you think, given his temperament, he might get angry and kill me again?"

Princess Tantai pursed her lips slightly.

“He has lived too long. He has lived so long, all for the sake of the Great Dao in his heart. He will never stop until he has attained the Dao. You understand this very well, don’t you?” Lang Jiuchuan glanced at Dao Jicang’s corpse on the ground again and said, “Who is lying here is not important to him. It’s only about whether they are useful or not. This time it was Dao Jicang who fell. Next time it might be you, or it might be me!”

Princess Tantai's voice drifted softly into her ears just as she was about to step out of the cave, saying, "I do not know what his Great Dao is. He once said that I should protect the foundation of Da Dan, help him perfect the Great Dao, and establish the faith of all people. Anyone who threatens the fate of Da Dan and the foundation of Tantai will be killed without mercy, including you. If you benefit the people, all will be well; if you bring chaos to the world and cause turmoil in Da Dan, then eliminate you!"

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes darkened, but he didn't stop. Her words reached his ears: "Aqing, don't do anything. You can't beat him."

Can't beat him?

Until the very last moment, it's impossible to know who will win or lose!

Lang Jiuchuan left the Taoist cave and strolled to the most magnificent and splendid Canglan Hall in the temple. Standing inside the hall, she slowly raised her head.

In the center stands a towering golden statue, two zhang tall, with a face sculpted to be ethereal and solemn, its eyes slightly lowered as if looking down upon all living beings and receiving the worship of countless believers.

The wisps of incense smoke enveloped the statue, making it appear even more sacred, inviolable, and full of spiritual energy.

However, in the Heavenly Eye of Langjiuchuan, what swirled around the Dharma image was clearly the rich and devout power of incense and vows, strand by strand, golden and shimmering. It entered the Dharma image and was continuously drawn out and merged into the void.

Do you even deserve to receive this incense offering?
Looking at that lofty golden statue, built with countless lies and sacrifices, Lang Jiuchuan felt an indescribable nausea and anger rising to the top of his head.

If you disgust me, then I'll disgust you in return!
She turned and walked out. A short while later, she returned to the hall, concealing herself, carrying two dark wooden buckets filled with a foul-smelling, yellowish substance. Taking advantage of the absence of others in the hall, she leaped up and first chiseled a hole in the top of the golden statue's head. Then, standing atop the statue, she threw two filth talismans into the buckets, making the filth even more foul and difficult to clean, before finally emptying them.

The filth entered the statue, seeping into the Baihui acupoint of the golden statue, soaking the robes, and covering the entire golden statue. A huge stench spread throughout the hall, and the incense and prayers seemed to have encountered some kind of nemesis, all detouring and dissipating.

Lang Jiuchuan then left satisfied.

As soon as she stepped out of Canglan Palace, she heard a sharp and shrill scream.

Just as Princess Tantai instructed the young Taoist to collect Dao Jicang's body, she heard that the golden statue in Canglan Palace had been desecrated by someone throwing excrement at it, and a crack appeared on her cold and beautiful face.

Meanwhile, the Imperial Advisor, far away, had no choice but to interrupt his seclusion, and laughed in exasperation: "You really... need a lesson!"

(End of this chapter)