The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 584 Inviting her to peer into her soul's memories

Lang Jiuchuan understood Fengya's words very well.

This good fortune is both her asset and her deadly poison.

With this foundation, as long as her Daoist heart is pure and upright, her cultivation level will be among the best of her kind, or even above them. Furthermore, what she comprehends and gains will be even more exceptional.

The reason it's considered highly poisonous is that Tantai Wuji, in order to achieve his goals, would definitely covet her, a person with great fortune. That's exactly what he did; otherwise, he wouldn't have suppressed her in the imperial mausoleum. Lang Jiuchuan's 'escape' only further confirms his deductions and calculations, and he will use her to the fullest extent to ensure the success of his scheme!
In other words, everything she said before will come true, and Tantai Wuji will definitely kill her again.

Although he had thought of it, now that he had analyzed it, Lang Jiuchuan felt even more upset and indignant.

"What kind of bullshit savior is this? It's so unfair! Why me?!" she muttered speechlessly.

Fengya glanced at her and said, "Who knows? Maybe you've committed some terrible sin!"

Only those who commit heinous crimes will endure eighty-one tribulations to atone for their sins.

Lang Jiuchuan glared at him: "I committed a terrible sin, so you are only now getting your retribution for it!"

Fengya: "..."

That brat is ungrateful and doesn't know what's good for her. She's a heartless wretch, isn't she?

Seeing the dark undercurrents swirling in his eyes, Lang Jiuchuan immediately said, "Let's get down to business. Tell me, when I risked self-destructing my soul to escape that place that imprisoned me, how did you get in when you tried to steal it? Did you find anything wrong with the place that imprisoned me, such as the formations? Do you recognize them?"

Feng Ya's eyes flashed, a hint of unease crossing them, and he said, "Why ask that?"

“I know that’s the imperial tomb. I previously guessed that he suppressed me there for the sake of the dragon vein and the nation’s fortune, to enrich himself by usurping the country. But knowing that he is Tantai Wuji, since his soul is still alive, his physical body might not have turned to ashes. If he suppressed me there to nourish his bones in order to return to his original form, then I will definitely grind him to dust before he succeeds.” A cold and sinister glint appeared in Lang Jiuchuan’s eyes as he said, “How can I let him use me so easily? I have to collect some interest.”

Feng Ya smiled slightly, but quickly suppressed it. What he admired most about her was her vengeful and ruthless nature, her willingness to bite back even in the face of death.

He recalled the imperial tomb in Langjiuchuan, and the image of her limbs bound by several black stone chains, piercing her collarbone and hanging on the altar. The murderous aura around him surged and churned uncontrollably.

But none of them compare to her willingness to expose herself.

"When you asked me to leave a mark on your soul, did you foresee that day? Or were you already wary of him?" Fengya suddenly asked.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have known so quickly that she was in trouble and rushed over to collect her remaining soul fragments.

Lang Jiuchuan paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's hard to calculate others' fates, let alone one's own. It's even harder for us cultivators to predict our own destiny. If I had known that I would face this calamity, I would definitely kill him before he could kill me."

Even if he is your master?

"Of course, he is my master. His killing of his disciple has inadvertently taught me how to kill my master, hasn't it?" Lang Jiuchuan sneered. "If you don't learn what your master teaches well, you'll get a slap on the palm."

Fengya: That's good, there's nothing wrong with what you said!
"Letting you stamp my seal is probably a lesson I've learned about caution. It's like leaving myself a way out. If I don't need it, great; if I do, then it's a matter of luck or misfortune." Lang Jiuchuan looked at him and said, "I didn't expect you to come, and I certainly didn't expect you to go this far."

"Then I must have done something terrible, something I owed you in my past life!" Feng Ya said nonchalantly. Lang Jiuchuan's eyes crinkled with laughter as he said, "Then we really are a match made in heaven, both of us have done something terrible!"

Fengya also curled his lips.

Perhaps it's a bond forged in a past life that has carried over into this one.

He lowered his eyes and said, "You were still alive when you were suppressed in that place. You have no memory of it at all? There was a large formation there, but I didn't pay close attention to what kind of formation it was. There are priorities. To me, you are the most important. I must pick up your remnants and fragments of your soul before it completely dissipates, and then take them away to nurture them."

Fengya was not a savior; he had no pity for the collapse of humanity. When the mark moved and he rushed to Langjiuchuan and saw the scene, he was angry but also rational. He knew that saving her was the most important thing, and as for those who had harmed her, he would settle accounts with them later.

As for the rest, he didn't care. Whether the Heavenly Dao collapsed or the human world became a purgatory, it was all fate. He couldn't control it, nor did he care.

He was selfish and cold-blooded, and his only warmth was given to Lang Jiuchuan, who was to his liking.

Lang Jiuchuan said, "Tantai Wuji made full preparations. I am no match for him. Those chains are engraved with runes. They not only bind the physical body but also lock the soul. I only know that my soul power is like being bound by an invisible thread, leading to the underground, resonating with something. I thought it was a dragon vein, but now that I think about it, it should be more than that."

"Tantai Wuji's physical body?" Fengya said, "I cultivate the Ghost Path, the kind of formations. I am not as good as you. You just wait."

Lang Jiuchuan looked over and saw him sitting cross-legged, extending his hand towards her, saying, "I don't understand, but you are intelligent and have a photographic memory. Perhaps you will notice something. See for yourself."

Lang Jiuchuan's eyelids twitched. This was an invitation for her to peek into his soul's memories. Only by completely trusting her would he be so bold.

Before she could refuse, Fengya had already formed a hand seal, and a vast power suddenly enveloped the two of them. Lang Jiuchuan felt her soul tremble as a wisp of Netherworld power acted as a bridge, connecting her and Fengya's sea of ​​consciousness.

The vast sea of ​​consciousness was boundless, filled with fragments of memories, floating like spheres, as if wrapped in something.

Led by him, Lang Jiuchuan arrived at a memory sphere. Unlike the others, this memory was filled with darkness and blood, as if a violent aura was surging within it.

It's a bad memory.

Lang Jiuchuan felt a pang of sadness, as she was suddenly pulled into that memory, which overlapped with her own hazy recollections and immediately became clear. She no longer felt melancholy, because even if the other party invited her, it was still a form of spying, and in the long run, it would not be friendly to either of their souls.

We need to act quickly and decisively.

Lang Jiuchuan stood in mid-air like an outsider, watching the tragic scene that had once unfolded.

She quickly scanned the entire space, which resembled a secret chamber, taking in the layout and even clearly remembering the array diagram on the dome. Finally, her gaze fell on the altar in the very center, where a little girl, bound by six soul-locking chains engraved with intricate runes, hung her head and remained lifeless. The altar beneath her feet was constructed of Netherworld Mystic Stone, covered with twisted ancient evil patterns, radiating a deathly aura.

Her soul, however, shattered into fragments, drifting and scattering around her body. Fengya, in his ghost immortal form, forcibly intercepted and gathered the power of the laws of heaven and earth, sealing one soul and two spirits in the Soul-Nourishing Lamp and taking them away, while the other two souls and five spirits were sent to the Nine Netherworlds.

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(End of this chapter)