The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 578 One day, the king will not meet the king.
Lang Jiuchuan and Gong Tinglan lay on the ground, watching as the Corpse Demon's skeletal body was burned to ashes in the chaotic fire and then scattered by the wind, leaving no trace of life. The two looked at each other, let out a long sigh, and stared at the sky motionless with pale faces.

Snowflakes were falling from the sky, but the two of them didn't even have the strength to get up. Gong Tinglan had damaged his vital essence by touching his blood essence, which caused a great loss of his vital energy. He needed to recuperate for a long time and should not use his spiritual power again, otherwise it would affect his lifespan and even his cultivation level.

However, there is also an advantage: if one can gain enlightenment through contemplation after burning out, one will break through to a higher realm and one's cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds.

Lang Jiuchuan's exhaustion was due to her activating her soul essence, injecting chaotic energy into the talisman brush, and unleashing divine power to its fullest extent. This allowed her to injure the Imperial Preceptor Tantai Wuji with the primordial power of the Corpse Demon.

This is the best way to hit a cow from a distance.

Lang Jiuchuan was so angry because she discovered who the power unleashed by the Corpse Demon belonged to. She was once a disciple of Tantai Wuji and spent more than ten years by his side. He guided her into the Dao and taught her. How could she not be familiar with his power?

Even some of what he knew came from him, so he knew perfectly well where the Corpse Demon's original power came from.

It was precisely because they realized this that they were shocked and enraged by his inhuman and insane behavior. Let alone saying that everyone is out for themselves, the fact that he created a weapon like the Corpse Demon to wreak havoc on the world just to pave his own way to heaven is something no human would do.

Every principle, no matter how important, must have its bottom line!
Tantai Wuji's actions have shown that he has lost the most basic moral compass!
If Heaven truly grants him his wish, then the Way has perished.

The dense aura of death and resentment that had permeated the valley slowly dissipated as the corpse demon perished and snowflakes fell, relieving the suffocating oppression and leaving only a faint yin energy.

It took Gong Tinglan a long time to sit up with difficulty. He supported himself with his hands on the ground, looked at the black patch of ashes, and breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes were filled with joy and relaxation. He said, "We've been tracking her for a long time, like a cat chasing a mouse, always being led astray by her. Now we can finally eliminate her. Don't we consider ourselves to have rid the world of a great scourge and accumulated great merit?"

By eliminating the corpse demon, the source of the poison is destroyed. Those who have been bitten by her can be saved or killed. Since the antidote has been obtained, the panic caused by this corpse poison plague will gradually subside. People will no longer live in fear that the people around them might suddenly turn into corpse demons and bite others to spread the poison.

This is the principle of "slaying the generals first before going into battle." Once the most difficult and ruthless are eliminated, the rest will be a disorganized mess. Even if it takes some time, things will eventually return to normal.

As for the deaths caused by treating patients, that's beyond their control. It's like war; people die all the time, even with ordinary plagues.

They have done their best.

Lang Jiuchuan smiled wryly: "Of course it counts."

As soon as she finished speaking, the two of them trembled slightly, and at the same time felt a strong force of merit and vows fall into their souls and seas of consciousness. This large amount of merit caused Gong Tinglan, who had already suffered great loss of vital energy and spiritual power, to recover quickly. Her complexion visibly improved and was no longer as pale and listless as before. She couldn't help but show joy.

Lang Jiuchuan felt the same way, but this time, she couldn't feel any joy at all. Instead, she felt an even stronger anger and sorrow, which made her face look gloomy and ugly.

Gong Tinglan caught a glimpse of this, her smile fading slightly. Following her gaze, she looked at the dark gray ground and asked, "What's wrong? Is something amiss?" "Merit and vows are always welcome; let alone us cultivators, everyone and everything in the world desires them. But this time, I wish they had never appeared. The merit brought about by human calamity is too heavy." Lang Jiuchuan's voice carried a chilling coldness, which, mixed with the icy snowflakes, sounded particularly biting.

She wasn't being dramatic; she just felt that those people shouldn't have to live in such fear and lose their lives so young, especially because of man-made disasters.

Gong Tinglan wasn't stupid; she immediately understood the deeper meaning in her words and said, "You mean to say that this calamity of the corpse demons is the work of that old monster, Tantai Wuji?"

"Before, I still had my doubts and even tested him. This plague would devastate Da Dan, running counter to his desire for national prosperity, so my doubts were only about 70-80%. But the last bit of power that corpse demon unleashed just now belonged to his primordial soul power. He used his own power to create this corpse demon, ultimately causing this disaster." Lang Jiuchuan said coldly, "He is more ruthless and has no bottom line than we imagined. He will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. How can such a person even dream of achieving the Great Dao? Or becoming a demonic ancestor?"

Gong Tinglan's face was extremely ugly. He said, "What is he trying to do? What good will this plague outbreak do him..."

He paused, frowning as he thought about how Tantai Wuji was harvesting the fortunes of aristocratic families and now he was harvesting the lives of ordinary people. But wasn't he also collecting their fate in the same way?

If someone comes out to save the world, and that person happens to have strong luck, then if you can save them, your merits will increase greatly, which will be of great use to them. Just like when Lang Jiuchuan was suppressed by him, he used 100,000 lives to force her to save people from suffering, thus accumulating merits.

The current plague of corpses is merely a repetition of the disaster that struck Pancheng years ago.

The fate of Langjiuchuan...

Gong Tinglan's face darkened: "He's repeating the same mistake; this is aimed at you."

Lang Jiuchuan gave a mocking smile: "More than that, this is a win-win situation for him. No matter what, it's beneficial to him. The ants in his eyes have died, contributing their life force and destiny, which he can collect for his own use. And I have saved the world, accumulating merit and gaining great fortune, which is of great use to him. After all, in his eyes, I've always been that little monkey who can't escape his grasp no matter how much he jumps around, haven't I?"

Tantai Wuji was arrogant. He believed that he had lived for a thousand years and had already seen the secrets of heaven over the long years. He also had enough patience to wait for the right opportunity to come. He believed that the schemes he set up, and the people and events in them, no matter how much they jumped around, were all under his control.

He lived for so long that he believed himself to be the greatest man in the world, and that no one could surpass him.

That's true. Who would have thought that someone could survive for thousands of years by constantly taking away the lives and bodies of others?
He treated the Tantai clan as his own lair, raising poisonous insects within it, with everyone serving as his sustenance. Little did he know that his actions were unforgivable by Heaven. Even though he used secret techniques to circumvent the consequences, what's done is done. The Tantai clan's destiny grew increasingly shallow, and its members found it increasingly difficult to cultivate spirituality. This was Heaven taking back their destiny as punishment.

Gong Tinglan felt a chill run down her spine after hearing her analysis, and said, "He is deep and calculating, his schemes are as unfathomable as an abyss. So, Xiao Jiu, aren't you just playing along with his chessboard?"

Lang Jiuchuan nodded, his expression cold, and said, "One day, the king will not see the king."

(End of this chapter)