Chapter 1069 - 500: First Clash

Chapter 1069: Chapter 500: First Clash

"Miss Tang? Miss Tang, what’s wrong?!"

"Miss Tang? Miss Tang? Should we call an ambulance?!"

Daoist Wang and Daoist Quan were momentarily unsure of what was happening, assuming Miss Tang was ill.

Large beads of sweat appeared on Miss Tang’s forehead. She rolled on the sofa and soon fell off, curled up on the floor, unable to speak clearly.

Meanwhile, Mr. Zhuge and Mrs. Fang, watching the live stream, laughed together.

Mrs. Fang exclaimed with delight, "Did this work?! Is this fox spirit about to reveal its true form?!"

"It’s hard to say. But her headache indicates that there’s indeed an issue," Mr. Zhuge said with a kindly smile, raising his hand as if to stroke his beard.

However, upon raising his hand, he remembered he had shaved his beard for the camera.

Forced to lower his hand sheepishly, he continued nodding, saying, "...My recitation was specifically targeting non-human entities. If she were human, she wouldn’t be affected. Now, with such intense reactions, I suspect she may genuinely not be human."

Lawrence Winters watched from the side, equally amazed.

However, he didn’t believe this was really working, as he didn’t think Miss Tang was non-human.

But the facts were right in front of him, so what was going on?

He frowned and asked Mr. Zhuge, "Is your ritual truly only targeting non-human entities? I noticed you took her birth date and hair and blood; even if she were human, she’d be affected too..."

"With these items, you could make a voodoo doll curse and achieve the same effect. Are you certain her reaction is because she’s not human? Should I use these items on you to see if you’re human?"

Mr. Zhuge: "..."

Unhappily waving his hand, he said, "Are you, Lawrence, trying to argue with me? Don’t I know what my ritual is for?"

Lawrence Winters smirked, thinking, Do you really know? I was just asking, how did this turn into an argument?

But he was mindful of being in a live stream, and since Mr. Zhuge generously allowed him to observe earlier, he couldn’t directly argue without concrete evidence...

Miss Tang clutched her head, gasping for air, and suddenly had an idea. Shivering, she reached out to find her phone on the sofa.

Gripping her phone, she opened the Celestial Path Sect app and rewinded the live stream for a moment, indeed seeing Mr. Zhuge reading the incantations during the ritual.

She immediately understood.

Struggling to sit up from the ground, she showed the Celestial Path Sect app to Daoist Wang and Daoist Quan, saying sharply, "Mrs. Fang’s crazy self hired your opponent to perform a ritual on me! You are also members of the Celestial Path Sect and you have a competition with him; can’t you counterattack?!"

Daoist Wang and Daoist Quan exchanged a glance and also understood.

Since Miss Tang was their client, they couldn’t let Mr. Zhuge get the upper hand.

The two took out their own Magic Artifacts and targeted Miss Tang’s head, chanting incantations.

After a while, Miss Tang seemed to find her headache was not as bad.

She rubbed her temples, exhaled deeply, and stood up from the sofa, saying coldly, "I’m going to Mrs. Fang’s house! She’s outrageous! Yesterday, she made a scene at my place, pulled my hair, scratched my neck; my injuries aren’t even healed yet!"

"Mrs. Fang caused a scene yesterday? Pulled hair and scratched your neck?!"

Daoist Wang and Daoist Quan exchanged glances again, fully understanding.

They looked at the hovering drone not far away and simultaneously said, "Miss Tang, please step aside to speak."

Miss Tang understood their intention and said, "You both follow me."

The two followed Miss Tang into a small living room within the mansion.

Miss Tang shut the door, leaving the drone outside.

The small room was surrounded by floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, densely packed with books, essentially a mini library.

Daoist Wang spoke quietly, "Miss Tang, since the other side has already made their move, we need to act too. However, we need your help to get two items."

"What items? Mr. Yu’s birth date and either his hair or blood."

Miss Tang sharply lifted her head, her gaze electric, "Hair or blood? For what purpose?"

"Don’t you want Mr. Yu to ’get what he deserves’? We’ve ’Traced the Origin’ before and can tell Mr. Yu indeed had entanglements with your mother. As the saying goes, all debts have a debtor; with his birth date, hair, or blood, we can conduct a ritual similar to Mr. Zhuge’s," Daoist Wang explained earnestly with gestures.