Chapter 708 - 432: All the Power of Talismans Upon Me! Sunflame Protection Talisman! (Part 2)

Chapter 708: Chapter 432: All the Power of Talismans Upon Me! Sunflame Protection Talisman! (Part 2)

Deputy Mo was too familiar with the temperament of their great leader. Even if it was a woman he had grown tired of, or even killed, he would never allow her corpse to be defiled by outsiders in the slightest.

If the great leader were to see two corpses smashed to pieces, charred and shattered, he couldn’t begin to imagine the scene!

This reminder from Deputy Mo caused Old Master, who had just crossed the threshold, to stop abruptly, forcibly halting his pursuit.

His original plan was to pursue the victory and completely weaken the resentment and dark energy of this female ghost.

Then, he would find a way to subdue her, bring her back to the Fuyuan Temple, and slowly release her grievances, guide her to the afterlife.

This was both the duty of the Taoist and an act of accumulating virtue.

But now...

"Alas!" Old Master sighed inwardly, instantly changing his mind.

A different approach was necessary.

The methods of Lu Xuan, the great leader, were something he had experienced firsthand.

A scholar encounters a soldier, and reason doesn’t matter.

Old Master didn’t believe that his reasoning would convince a warlord chief who had killed many and commanded heavy troops.

If he truly damaged the female ghost’s corpse, even if for exorcising demons, he feared he wouldn’t escape repercussions.

Old Master’s eyes narrowed, and the golden light on the Peach Wood Sword in his hand slightly retracted, transitioning from an aggressive stance to a steady defensive posture.

With his right hand, he swiftly sheathed the golden Peach Wood Sword at his waist, while simultaneously his left hand fingered in the sleeve as if wielding a sword.

In the next instant, a fire-red talisman slipped from the wide sleeve of his right hand, securely pinched between his fingers!

The talisman was drawn with cinnabar mixed with red saltpeter on special red paper, its strokes powerful and smooth, containing a formidable suppressive force—it was the true transmission from Fuyuan Temple, the ’Evil Suppressing Talisman’!

This talisman didn’t need to be burned; as long as it successfully adhered to the female ghost’s body, it could invoke the righteous energy of heaven and earth, temporarily sealing her actions.

It was the best choice for both subduing the enemy and not damaging the corpse.

Instantly, Old Master’s hair and beard stood on end, as he shouted fiercely: "Demon, look here!"

Though the Seventeenth Concubine was injured by the Peach Wood Sword, she kept her mouth shut resolutely, uttering not a word.

Her completely pitch-black eyes surged with overwhelming malice, sharply targeting Old Master and Deputy Mo, who had just dared to approach.

Staring directly into those terrifying eyes, Deputy Mo felt a chill rush from his tailbone straight to the top of his head, his throat tightened, and he couldn’t help but swallow hard.

He desperately encouraged himself in his mind: "No fear... Old Master is here... No fear..."

In the blink of an eye, Old Master’s left hand flashed into his bosom, and in the next moment, he pulled out a palm-sized ancient bronze mirror.

The mirror surface was densely covered with talismans painted with cinnabar!

"Buzz——"

The bronze mirror brightened suddenly against the wind, bursting forth with dazzling golden rays!

That light was extremely bright and intense, like a tangible sharp sword piercing through dimness, instantly illuminating the entire room!

"Screech——!"

The Seventeenth Concubine was exposed to the pure yang light, her eyes instantly felt like they were on fire, emitting a harsh scream.

Instinctively, she raised her arms to staunchly protect her face, the dark energy around her roiling and dissolving like boiling water.

No time to lose!

Old Master’s body shot forth again, stepping deftly and swiftly, leaping over the five-step distance.

His gaze electric with precision; he locked firmly onto the female ghost who was vulnerable due to the strong light. His right hand grasped the fire-red talisman creating an afterimage.

"Command!"

The Evil Suppressing Talisman flew out of his hand, its red light flowing like blood, carrying a fierce force to break evil directly towards the Seventeenth Concubine’s forehead.

The wind ceased abruptly, everything fell silent, the swirling cold aura retreated, the room was instantly restored to clarity.

At the center of the room, the corpse of the Seventeenth Concubine maintained the posture of arms raised, intending to pounce, but was completely immobilized.

The fire-red Evil Suppressing Talisman was firmly affixed to her forehead, the cinnabar talisman characters lightly glowed, maintaining this fragile balance.

Deputy Mo, seeing this scene, finally let his heart settle and let out a long breath of relief.

Suddenly, remembering something, he quickly turned his head to look at Miss Qing’s coffin beside him.

Thankfully!

Inside the coffin, although Miss Qing’s face was dreadfully pale, she was still lying quietly, without any movement.

However, to be on the safe side, Deputy Mo cautiously tugged at Old Master’s sleeve, lowered his voice.

"Old Master, Miss Qing over here... should be fine, right?"

"Should you also take a look, and maybe... maybe also affix an Evil Suppressing Talisman just in case."

"I’ll go and fetch the great leader for a decision! Old Master, you... you must watch over here carefully and don’t let the corpses of Seventeenth Concubine and Miss Qing get harmed!"

After saying this, he dared not linger any further, he cupped his hands to Old Master, quickly turned and ran towards Lu Xuan’s courtyard.

A short while later, in the room, Steward Wu and the returned Deputy Mo, nervously reignited the extinguished candles.

The candlelight flickered, casting a different scene than before.

One coffin was missing, replaced by the corpse of the Seventeenth Concubine, standing stiffly in place, sealed by the Evil Suppressing Talisman.

"Great leader, this... Seventeenth Concubine... how to deal with her?" Deputy Mo asked boldly, and the gazes of Old Master and Steward Wu focused on Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan squinted slightly, his gaze swept over the stiff corpse, then glanced at Chen Qing lying quietly in the coffin.

"A vengeful ghost seeking retribution must have grievances, yet the dead cannot come back to life..."

Saying this, he suddenly turned, looking at Old Master beside him, "Do you have any means to retrieve the memories from her mind?"

Seeing the formidable warlord Lu Xuan looking towards him, Old Master unhesitatingly bowed and replied, "Yes!"